[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-honkai-star-rail-wait-why-are-there-two-saviors-":3,"chapter-honkai-star-rail-wait-why-are-there-two-saviors--honkai-star-rail-wait-why-are-there-two-saviors--chapter-152":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Honkai Star Rail: Wait! Why Are There Two Saviors on Amphoreus?!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1546014,2008,"Chapter 152","honkai-star-rail-wait-why-are-there-two-saviors--chapter-152",152,"\u003Cp>\"Phaethon, what are you writing here all by yourself?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phainon’s voice came from behind without warning, causing Phaethon, who had been immersed in his world of ink and paper, to jolt. The brush tip, saturated with ink, left a sudden blot on the rough page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phaethon closed the thick notebook in his hand with a thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kind of private, diary-like record, especially the thoughts of self-analysis and vulnerable moments within, was better left unknown to a second person—even if that person was his brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"’The Record of a Deliverer’?\" Phainon, sharp-eyed, caught a glimpse of the words on the cover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised an eyebrow, trying to dispel the faint, somber air that had clung to his younger brother since the recurrence began, and deliberately adopted a light, teasing tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, don’t forget, by title, I’m one of the Deliverer too. As a fellow Deliverer, might I have the honor of perusing it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. Don’t even think about it.\" Phaethon turned around, clutching the notebook tightly to his chest, refusing with righteous seriousness, though his expression softened slightly at his brother’s teasing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his brother’s reaction become more vivid, his goal achieved, Phainon chuckled lightly and pressed no further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked around at this land that was both familiar and strange, his voice carrying a peculiar sense of wonder:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who would have thought... the starting point of the recurrence would actually be here. Aedes Elysiae, from a thousand years ago...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phaethon followed his gaze and let out a soft sigh, his voice mixed with complex, hard-to-define emotions:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah, Aedes Elysiae from a thousand years ago. No endless golden wheat fields, no creaking swing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before their eyes lay only desolation and untamed, primal earth, a stark contrast to the memory of their hometown wrapped in warm sunlight and the scent of harvest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phainon gently nudged his brother’s arm with his elbow, wearing a smile that had only belonged to the past:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"There really are no wheat fields here now. But Phaethon, no matter how many recurrence pass, I will always be your brother. That will never change.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his gaze burning as he looked at Phaethon. \"And... do you remember... our bet?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phaethon was momentarily stunned, the sealed memory instantly awakening. A flash of realization and disbelief shone in his eyes. \"You mean... that...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The brothers looked at each other, as if transported back to that sun-drenched afternoon years ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if by unspoken agreement, they each reached into the inner folds of their clothing and carefully retrieved half of a pouch that looked quite aged yet exceptionally well-preserved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after three long years, the wheat seeds within the pouches slept quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They merely appeared old and simple on the outside, but anyone touching them could clearly feel the tenacious vitality contained within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aedes Elysiae was the hometown deep in the brothers’ memories— It might gather dust over time, might temporarily lose its bright colors under the wear and tear of reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they could always step back into it at any time and relight that warmth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without another word, Phaethon and Phainon exchanged a smile and walked together with tacit understanding toward the open, fertile land ahead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They raised their arms high and cast the seeds bearing their memories and hopes toward the slumbering earth of Aedes Elysiae.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The golden grains fell like rain of hope, scattering and merging into the black soil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Phainon and Phaethon, after their trek, finally reached the grand yet somewhat mottled walls of Okhema, the sight that met their eyes made both their hearts sink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this recurrence, the Dawn Device that should have eternally illuminated the holy city, dispelling darkness and cold, had completely gone dark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It stood lifelessly at the city’s heart, stripped of all radiance, leaving only the cold silhouette of metal against the gloomy sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The city walls were marked with fresh claw scars and charred burn marks, clearly having endured more frequent and fierce assaults than in the previous cycle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems the trajectory of each recurrence isn’t exactly the same.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phaethon’s gaze swept over the ominous Black Tide spawn wandering sporadically on the plains outside the city, his tone growing unprecedentedly grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The dangers and pressures facing Okhema in this life seem to far exceed those of the last cycle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Correct, Phaethon.\" Phainon took a deep breath, tightening his grip on the hilt of his sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But no matter how the recurrence shifts, this is the reality we are in. This is the world we must save.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look at his brother, his expression uncharacteristically serious. \"Before we dive deeper into this vortex, let’s confirm our ultimate goal one last time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phaethon met Phainon’s gaze and whispered, clear and firm:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"To change the doomed fate of the Twelve Factors. To prove to all those lofty existences—the Prime Mover of life is not destruction!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his eyes burning with undeniable resolve. \"And then, for me... to receive the final gaze of the Aeon, to break free from the shackles of data, to become a true, free life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Finally... to take everyone—and leave Amphoreus!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmm... the objectives are clear.\" Phainon nodded, a faint smile appearing on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then let’s go. We shouldn’t keep them waiting too long.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, he took the lead, his steps steady and resolute as he walked toward the sealed gates of Okhema.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Phainon and Phaethon jointly wiped out several waves of attacking Black Tide spawn outside Okhema’s walls with devastating efficiency,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their strength quickly drew the attention of the city’s survivors and defenders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ordinary soldiers, still shaken, peeked out from behind the battlements, discussing the two nameless, strikingly similar swordsmen who had descended like divine reinforcements.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Experts marveled at their seamless tacit coordination and the astonishing power of their blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the rumors began to ferment, the person they most wanted to see finally appeared before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a woman whose demeanor was like the still water of a deep pool, yet gave the impression of undercurrents swirling beneath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wore a crisp executive officer’s uniform, a uniquely shaped exotic weapon—a violin like sword strapped at her waist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She intercepted them precisely on their path, her gaze sharply appraising them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However... just as Phaethon and Phainon saw Hysilens appear, Phaethon’s peripheral vision keenly caught several hidden stares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone in the crowd seemed to be covertly observing them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corner of Phaethon’s mouth lifted almost imperceptibly in understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, no matter how the recurrence changed, the despicable habits of certain people would never change.\u003C\u002Fp>",1089,"2026-06-06T06:59:17.238Z",1,"novelbin.me","b1a0739d3ffee7f101a5689c4cf700546fa17189e84b2150317a21cb45025187","honkai-star-rail-wait-why-are-there-two-saviors--chapter-153","honkai-star-rail-wait-why-are-there-two-saviors--chapter-151",300,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhonkai-star-rail-wait-why-are-there-two-saviors--cover.jpg"]