Tribbie, Trinnon, Trianne.
The three little red haired girls lined up in a row.
"We are Trianne!"
"We are Trinnon!"
"We are Tribbie, Wait, no, now is not the time for introductions."
Under each of their introductions.
Tribbie looked like the most mature of the three.
Trinnon's tone, on the other hand, was especially lively and cute.
Trianne was the quietest.
If not for the slight differences in their decorations, the audience would probably have thought the three of them were completely identical.
"...The surprises never cease in Amphoreus."
Dan Heng muttered silently under his breath.
The audience, however, didn't think that far at all. They straightened their backs and stared hard at the overwhelming cuteness right in front of them!
...
: I can't take it anymore, I'm going to die! Tribbie is already this cute, and there are actually two more?!
: What is going on, triplets?!
: They all refer to themselves as "we"!
: Cute cute cute!
: Holy crap, this really isn't okay anymore! They're wearing adorable clothes! And head accessories!
: I have a bold idea!
: ????? You'd better shut up.
...
The comments swept past.
But at this moment, it wasn't the time to be paying attention to the three girls.
Phainon explained to Stelle and Dan Heng, "Don't worry. Although they, are a little childish, the trio are experienced Chrysos Heirs and one of the pillars of Okhema. Therefore, they can definitely be trusted."
"Well let's keep on moving then."
As his words fell. The group continued advancing forward.
Along the way, near the gates of Okhema, they also encountered some strange residents.
When disaster struck. They neither hid nor fled, instead gathering openly in the plaza before the gates in broad daylight, allowing the Furiae to surround them completely.
[T/N: Stonemen monsters changed to Furiae or Furiae monsters.]
If the group hadn't arrived in time, they would likely have been slaughtered to the last.
Yet even after being rescued. These people still looked deranged, their gazes fixed obsessively on the huge statue of Kephale carrying the sphere on its back.
They firmly believed that all the dangers they were facing now would be blocked by Kephale, the Heavenly Father.
So even when blades were right before their eyes, they made no attempt to dodge.
Because under Kephale's prophecy, a hero would surely appear.
Rather than fanatics. They were more like pitiful people whose minds had collapsed under the pressure of the apocalypse.
About this, Dan Heng and Stelle wanted to try persuading them.
However, Phainon shook his head and said, "Let them be. Just like that Priests who worships Janus, when the world is on the brink of collapse, faith is already everything these people have left."
Stelle and Dan Heng looked at Phainon in surprise.
Then Phainon continued, "And not betraying their trust is the responsibility of us Chrysos Heirs!"
Phainon's words carried an especially profound weight.
The audience hadn't expected that this handsome, clean-cut guy who looked like an innocent person would harbor such awareness in his heart.
Compared to insisting on persuading others at all costs, Phainon's approach was clearly more mature.
And after he finished saying this, whether intentionally or not.
The camera cut to Phainon's profile. That sharply defined face was displayed to perfection under the lens.
It was hard to describe the feeling Phainon gave the audience at this moment.
After all, he had only just appeared not long ago.
Yet his appearance and gaze carried a temperament hovering between youth and adulthood, eyes clear, but words firm and resolute.
Some audiences were instantly struck.
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: Damn you, MiHoYo! I was only looking at the little lolis just now! Is Phainon this handsome?!
: This angle, I'm done for! MiHoYo, you really know what you're doing!
: Refined yet resolute, such clean eyes!!! But his words are so dependable, this contrast… I'm dying!
: So he's the gentle-but-strong guardian type, I get it now!
: Am I the only one who feels Phainon's attitude is really realistic? Respecting others' obsessions is also a form of compassion.
: Exactly. Phainon sees it very clearly, protecting their lives while also accommodating their shattered faith.
: Stop spamming comments, hurry up and show me the little cuties, I want to see more of them!
: Holy crap! Sisters, rein in your drool, the ER can't handle this!
: Sorry, can't do that!
...
Even Xia Wen hadn't expected this.
He was simply following the original plot and gradually showcasing Phainon's character.
And laying the groundwork for the audience's impression ahead of the final battle.
Yet somehow, whether because Phainon was just too handsome or for some other reason, the comments section had already started going completely crazy.
On screen.
After clearing out the monsters at the gate.
Trinnon spoke up, "Snowy, De has been trading blows with the main forces for what feels like forever, from the skies to the city! Hurry up and assist him!"
Hearing that name, Phainon smiled bitterly and rubbed his nose. "I knew it... He gets reckless once he get the urge to kill. I'm relying on you three to handle the task of getting the citizens to safety."
"You two, let's move forward." Bringing Stelle and Dan Heng with him, Phainon continued pushing into the city.
While clearing the monsters along the way, he hesitated before reminding the two to be careful.
"Although these remnants can't threaten you, our companions, those who bear the name of Chrysos Heirs, their strength might also exceed your expectations."
Stelle and Dan Heng exchanged a glance.
Both nodded. At least for now, Phainon seemed fairly trustworthy.
His words didn't sound like empty warnings. The three sprinted forward together.
They finally arrived at their destination. The residence of the Grand Craftsman.
Phainon's primary objective was to ensure the great craftsman's safety.
But when the three arrived. They saw a giant wearing a helmet kneeling on one knee, his body covered in wounds.
Before him stood a Furiae monster wielding a massive two-handed great sword, raising it high for the finishing blow.
At the critical moment. A heavy strike came crashing in from somewhere unknown.
Along with the sudden blare of electric guitar. That enormous Furiae brute was smashed directly into ash!
Phainon raised his arm to shield himself from the flying debris.
"This is the result of your efforts?"
"Quit messin' around. you know who we're dealing with."
A cold voice spoke.
From within the dust, a man slowly emerged. His upper body was bare, covered in red markings.
He had blazing red hair like burning flames, with the hair on the left side braided into a whip that hung around his neck.
He was dragging an enemy corpse in his hand as he walked into the open space.
Amid the powerful music. The audience finally saw the newcomer's face clearly.
Compared to Phainon's youth-on-the-verge-of-adulthood aura.
This man had sharp-edged features, as if carved by a blade. He looked extremely dangerous.
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: Holy shit! Where is this?! Another Ikemen?!
: So good-looking!
: These muscles, I, I can't take it anymore! I'm going to the gym now!
: I really want to touch them! No, I'm really about to start drooling!
: Hahahaha, the comments are killing me! This is full-on insanity!
: What's going on with MiHoYo?! This Amphoreus doesn't look like some mysterious land to me, but the land of handsome people and beauties?!
...
As expected, the comments once again descended into madness.
It had to be said.
After entering Amphoreus, the exquisite character designs made countless audiences fall for these characters at first sight.
For example, Tribbie, Phainon, and now Mydei.
But right after that, the audiences discovered that beyond his looks, Mydei's personality was also rather… straight to the pint, rude and blunt.
After teasing Phainon with a mocking tone, he shifted his gaze to Stelle and Dan Heng.
Because of Tribbie and the other two, he had already learned the identities of these two "mysterious visitors."
And Phainon also noticed Mydei's gaze.
Knowing this companion's temperament all too well, he immediately tried to suppress him.
"Mydei... If I'm not mistaken, shouldn't your responsibility be protecting the citizens?"
He spoke trying to hint that Mydei should not interfere with the matter concerning those two.
But as soon as Mydei heard this, his brows furrowed and he snapped impatiently,
"What is that supposed to mean? Who are you implying isn't a citizen here?"
Phainon quickly shook his head and said, "Don't evade the question. Aglaea fold us to protect the citizens. Are you ignoring w at she said?"
Mydei crossed his arms and replied calmly, "It is you who forget the second half of her words. Her original words were, "Protect the citizens and eliminate the invaders: The crisis in the holy city will be resolved once we've eliminated Nikador."
"Speaking of which, since you've never considered the pair over there to be "citizens"..."
"They seem to fit the definition of "invaders.""
As his words fell Phainon was already wearing a helpless expression.
The audience, on the other hand, were thoroughly entertained.
Even the densest viewer could tell that Phainon was desperately trying to get Mydei to back off.
But Mydei stubbornly kept steering the conversation toward those two visitors clearly trying to provoke them into a confrontation.
That kind of personality paired with Mydei's appearance, really was a perfect match.
Quite a few audiences were starting to imagine all sorts of wildly inappropriate scenes.
Of course, no matter how much Mydei wanted to push things, Phainon was still there.
He naturally wasn't going to let Mydei act up.
"Provoking your aIlies at such a critical juncture. Whose side are you on?"
His brows were tightly knit, his expression solemn.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Mydei snorted instead and said, "From the moment we first met, I already told you that regardless of whether it's in the past or in the future, the people of Kremnos will never agree to make peace with the likes of you..."
"As the successor of Kremnos, I, Mydei, am not able to act independently on such matters. Furthermore, things have escalated to a point where I must warn you, esteemed guests, that your host is anything but proficient in the ways of hospitality."
Aside from the infatuated audiences, most of the audience's eyes lit up when they heard Mydei's words.
It was another reversal, much like the contrast they had just seen with Phainon.
Beneath Mydei's prickly exterior there was a deeply hidden conviction.
This guy seemed to be here to warn Stelle and Dan Heng, while also clarifying his own stance.
And that term "Kremnos", if memory served, was closely tied to Nikador.
That made things very interesting.
...
: Mydei is pretty interesting too.
: From what he's saying, he's the leader of the Kremnos faction or organization.
: So his current attitude isn't just personal, it represents the stance of the Kremnos people as a whole.
: And in the end, he even reminded Stelle and Dan Heng about the situation in Okhema.
: Geez, this guy isn't simple at all!
: In just a few sentences, he directly pointed out several conflicts. That's impressive.
: If I remember correctly, Kremnos seems to be connected to Nikador, so why are these people in Okhema now?
: Isn't Nikador attacking this place right now?
...
The audiences discussed among themselves.
From Mydei's words, they could draw at least three conclusions.
The Kremnos people were outsiders. The process of Kremnos integrating into Okhema had not gone smoothly, and they had their own demands.
As the host, Okhema's attitude toward outsiders, no, at least toward the Kremnos people, was somewhat problematic.
It looked like a conflict. But in reality, it was a delivery of information to the audience.
Especially when recalling what they had heard before, that Okhema, as the Holy City, was taking in refugees from all over.
Were these refugees, like the Kremnos people, also carrying unresolved grievances of their own?
If so, then the situation in Okhema was far less stable than what the audience had previously seen.
On screen, Mydei and Phainon finally put an end to this almost cross-examination-like exchange.
Mydei then stated his true purpose, he had come to inform Phainon that Nikador was at the Marmoreal Palace, and Aglaea needed their immediate support.
In addition, they had to clear the entire route connecting the Marmoreal Market to the Marmoreal Palace.
Hearing the next plan, Stelle absentmindedly twisted her neck.
She hadn't had a moment's rest since the moment she opened her eyes today.
"This is Marmoreal Market, the most important residential living area in the holy city. Pushing through by force would undoubtedly result in needless casualties..."
Phainon turned towards Dan Heng and Stelle, introducing the place.
Just as he was about to continue speaking, purple butterflies suddenly appeared on the screen.
"...And now our backup is here."
Phainon's expression relaxed as he looked behind him.
The borders of the audiences screen turned purple.
A beautiful, gentle figure walked out from a building nearby and stopped in front of the three.