Chapter 253: Honkai: Star Rail — The Xianzhou General Won't Dream of a Yandere Chapter 250 Sunday: Uncle

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Protagonist:

Xuan Ge

Outside the observation window of the Hang Jian, the sky of Pinocchio was changing color inch by inch.

The power of Order, like countless golden threads, began weaving outward from the spire of the White Daydream Hotel, stitching the sky of the entire dreamscape into the shape of a cage.

Sunday's figure could no longer be seen clearly; only a silhouette upheld by light remained, ascending irreversibly toward the station of "Taiyi".

Xuan Ge stood before the window with hands clasped behind his back, quietly watching this scene.

Familiar footsteps sounded from behind.

Sha Jin walked to his side, took off his hat, placed it lightly on the nearby table, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, gazing out at the Star God being resurrected outside the window.

"Brother-in-law."

Xuan Ge turned his head to glance at him, nodded, then returned his gaze to the window.

"Aren't you bringing your sister back?"

"Rest assured, Brother-in-law. Sunday is still rational." Sha Jin was very certain Sunday would not act recklessly.

Xuan Ge nodded slightly, did not reply, and continued watching the "God Lord Sun" outside the window frantically unfolding the Path of Order.

Sha Jin raised his hand, intending to rest it on Xuan Ge's shoulder, but his fingertips only rose halfway before he realized the height difference was indeed insufficient.

He withdrew his hand as if nothing had happened, his smile unchanged: "Brother-in-law, Lady Fei Cui's resentment toward you is quite great."

"What do you mean by that?" Xuan Ge's brows twitched slightly.

He hadn't seen Fei Cui in a long time; where did this resentment come from?

Sha Jin smiled helplessly, the kind of helplessness one has when relaying a message for a certain top superior.

"The Company deducted Pinocchio from the Family's hands. Simple."

"But just now — Ge Feimu united the various Families and wrote Pinocchio's ownership rights under the Xian Zhou's jurisdiction."

".... Sigh." Xuan Ge fell silent for an instant, letting out a long sigh.

"My Minister Ge Feimu — how could you depart so...."

Wei Zheng heard this, reached out to pull the nearby Imperial Historian to his side, signaling him to ready his brush.

The Imperial Historian opened the scroll, and with brush moving like dragons and snakes, wrote:

Ge Feimu, for establishing outstanding merit for the Xianwu Empire during the Pinocchio campaign, is hereby recorded in the Imperial History.

The name Xianwu has not yet been formally decided.

The Xian Zhou now holds jurisdiction over the Huan Yu Xing Xi; it can no longer wander the universe with Six Ships as before;

A National Title is an eventuality.

Moreover, the Xuan Emperor can no longer solely favor the Shen Wu Corps as in the General era; the Yun Qi Corps must also share in the merit.

So the great armies of the Xian Zhou are all awaiting the opportunity to campaign across the Huan Yu.

Sha Jin waited until the brush on Wei Zheng's side stopped, then smoothly changed his address: "Emperor, Lady Fei Cui wishes to have a detailed discussion with you after the Pinocchio affair."

"You are also a Xianzhou Person; discussing with you is fine." Xuan Ge pushed the matter back.

Sha Jin shook his head, tone tactful but attitude firm: "Emperor, though my sister is a Consort, I am a subject; You are the Monarch. There is a distinction between monarch and subject."

"You brat — do you have to rush like this?"

Xuan Ge raised his hand and lightly tapped Sha Jin's forehead twice; the force was not great, but the meaning was very clear.

Sha Jin was plainly saying: my sister hasn't conceived for so long, I, Sha Jin, also want to be an Uncle.

"Aren't you afraid Fei Cui.... hmm?" Xuan Ge looked at Sha Jin with implied meaning.

Sha Jin took those two taps and knew his brother-in-law had agreed.

Sha Jin's smile deepened, then he changed the subject: "Brother-in-law, you say that — Diamond has been very diligent."

He thought of how Diamond had been circling Fei Cui every day recently, urging her to set out for Shen Wu.

Urging to the point that everyone in the Strategic Investment Department started privately gambling on when Fei Cui would hold out before exploding.

This time the Company saw Ge Feimu directly write Pinocchio's ownership rights to the Xian Zhou in black and white, and Diamond immediately ordered Fei Cui to come negotiate.

If Pinocchio cannot be retrieved, then the person need not return either.

"This old thing, after so many years his thief's heart still won't die." Xuan Ge almost laughed out loud hearing this.

Is there anyone who sends people over this desperately?

Fei Cui just borrowed a bit of the Diamond's Order's power; is there a need to be this impatiently pushy toward him?

Seeing the Xuan Emperor's attitude amounted to tacit permission, Sha Jin did not continue entangling on this topic, and turned the conversation back to the main point:

"The Locust Plague is already rampaging in the dreamscape, Sunday has ascended. Though incomplete, it counts as having means to resist. Brother-in-law, what do you plan to do afterward?"

"You listen...." Xuan Ge placed his hand on Sha Jin's shoulder, chin tilting slightly toward the window.

The God Lord Sun's proclamation has already begun.

The sound did not enter through the eardrums; it smashed directly into the depths of consciousness from the dimension of the Path.

"Order" ultimately has flaws; revering this decree, I shall sever it!

"Memory" perishes in an instant; revering this decree, I shall sever it!

"The Hunt" only increases suffering; revering this decree, I shall sever it!

"Abundance" wastes vitality; revering this decree, I shall sever it!

"Nihility" leaves no light; revering this decree, I shall sever it!

"The Trailblaze" knows it is impossible; revering this decree, I shall sever it!

Rotten Bones, revere this edict, sever it!

One clause after another, orderly and methodical, like a civil official publicly reading an impeachment memorial in the court.

"Success or failure lies in a single thought. In the end, this great nephew of mine even recited a eulogy."

Xuan Ge chuckled, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness, and also a hint of the tolerance of an elder watching a junior pretend to be mature.

This probably counts as the Xuanhuan Clan's old habit.

Ge Feimu is like this, Sunday is also like this.

The matter isn't finished yet, but first comes a florid, wordy proclamation.

Sha Jin was just about to tease, "Sunday is Sever Brother"....

"Xuan Ge!"

The smile at the corner of Sha Jin's mouth froze.

Xuan Ge naturally also heard his own name.

He raised his brow slightly, quietly waiting for Sunday's declaration of war.

"Xuan Ge, cruel means, forced family, revere this edict, sever him!"

"Destruction, lusts after beauty, delights in large breasts, revere this edict, sever it!"

The cabin fell silent for a full three seconds.

Not the silence before a storm, but the kind where everyone simultaneously decides to temporarily hold their breath.

Sha Jin first swiftly analyzed the information amount of this proclamation — let's set aside the matter of forcing family for now.

The two lines "lusts after beauty, delights in large breasts" were broadcast on all frequencies by the Order Command to every corner of Pinocchio.

In other words, the entire Huan Yu now knows the Xuan Emperor likes large breasts.

Then he carefully opened his mouth: ".... Brother-in-law."

The expression on Xuan Ge's face had already switched to that of a heartbroken victim.

His right hand covered his chest, brows tightly knit, his voice full of indignant trembling.

"Hehe~~~ It's just this one preference of mine. In the end, it ultimately couldn't be hidden...."

Sha Jin opened his mouth, then closed it.

He actually very much wanted to say: Brother-in-law, this preference of yours, back when you were still the Divine Might General, had already been spread throughout Huan Yu by some rumor from who knows where.

But he held back.

Some true words, aren't must-say.

In some corner at the other end of the Dreamscape, the Great Lily Flower, who was watching the show shoulder-to-shoulder with Black Swan, suddenly let out a small sneeze.

Black Swan looked at this woman who had suddenly become cute with disdain, frowning as she asked:

"Speaking of, the Emperor's preference, wouldn't be something you spread, right?"

Her asking this was, of course, also because she heard Sunday's full-frequency broadcast.

"No mistake, it was me who trembled it out."

The Great Lily Flower reached out to embrace Black Swan's shoulder, her other hand lifting her chin, eyes upturned, tone both seductive and matter-of-fact.

"Look, this is yet another reason for the Emperor to punish me. How about it — want to join?"

Black Swan turned her face away, brushed her hand off her chin, and didn't look at her again.

"Your purpose, isn't it just that you're afraid Xuan Ge won't pay attention to you after the White Wolf Battle, so you staged this whole thing?"

The Great Lily Flower, her real intent pointed out, spread her hands unconcernedly: "So what? Thinking back now, my means are no worse than Ling Sha's preparing for a rainy day."

Black Swan dry-laughed once, broke free from her arm, and stood straight again.

"Fine. Let's watch how the Emperor handles it first."

"After all, that's an Aeon. Even if not a complete body, it's not something a mortal can directly confront."