Three Uninvited Guests and Discussing Who is Hero with Little Senti

"Don't say that. Sometimes, when I tell too many lies, I can't even tell whether I'm lying or telling the truth,"He said, burping slightly. His eyes were a bit unfocused as he looked at the empty glass, lost in thought.

"Is my drinking capacity really that bad? Why isn't this working?" he wondered aloud.

Kongming, sensing his vulnerability, leaned in slightly. "Tell me. I'm listening. I'll decide if it's true or not." 

Luo Mo sighed and began, "The truth is... only when I see their expressions—whether they're happy, angry, sad, or helpless—do I feel something real. It's in those moments that they truly seem alive to me." He paused, his voice softening. "And as for the loneliness I mentioned earlier, that wasn't a lie."

The night wind rustled his hair, blurring his vision slightly and making his tongue feel heavy. He spoke without much thought, feeling that whatever he said now wouldn't matter much.

"Seeing those genuine emotions, it makes me feel connected to them, even if just for a moment. But it's also a reminder of my own isolation. It's a strange comfort, really," he continued, his voice trailing off. "I guess, in a way, I'm always searching for those little sparks of life to feel less alone."

Kongming listened intently, her expression softening. "Maybe you're not as different from them as you think," she said quietly. "We all seek connection, in our own ways."

Luo Mo nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Perhaps you're right," he said, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. "Perhaps we're all just looking for a way to feel less alone in this world."

"...you have your own style," Kongming acknowledged, glancing up at the sky and mentally counting the time. She felt that the moment she had been waiting for was finally here.

"Huh? What did you just say?" Luo Mo asked, his vision blurring slightly. He was sure he was drunk and his curiosity got the better of him.

Kongming's smile turned sly, her eyes glinting with mischief. She knew it was the perfect time to bring up the main topic of the evening.

"Mr. Assassin, among all those girls, is there anyone you like?" she asked, her tone casual yet probing.

"?" Luo Mo was taken aback by the sudden question.

"No?" Kongming tilted her head in disbelief.

She knew he must have a favourite among the girls. She liked all the girls in the game, and she couldn't believe that someone who interacted with them daily wouldn't have a special someone.

"Yes, I like Bronya... (hiccup) haha, my little duck Bronya is so small and soft. She also loves white silk stockings. And then there's Seele, with her dual personality—double the happiness!" Luo Mo rambled, the alcohol loosening his tongue.

"Kiana, well, she's silly but useful. It feels like raising a daughter with her around," he continued, a goofy smile spreading across his face.

"Mei is a well-known 'rice cook'. She has this gentle wife vibe. With her, Kiana won't have to survive on instant noodles like her ancestors!" he chuckled at the thought.

"Theresa is small, soft, and so easy to trick. I could fool her a hundred times, but it's a shame she's a bit dumb," he added, shaking his head with mock disappointment.

"Oh, and Elysia, she's fantastic. I get to see her every day and tease her whenever I want. Life is so interesting with her around. That's Miss Pink Elf for you. I used to..." He trailed off, his head feeling heavy and his thoughts becoming more muddled.

Luo Mo suddenly felt something was off but, numbed by the alcohol, he shrugged it off. With hazy eyes, he glanced at Kongming, who had already taken hold of his hand.

Kongming looked at her Mr. Assassin, realizing that all those girls were competitors for his attention, except for Mei. There were so many... she wondered if he was considering all of them.

After pondering for a moment, Kongming spoke to Luo Mo, "Mr. Assassin, you might not realize it now, but you get drunk almost instantly when you touch alcohol. You'll be out cold within the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn."

She paused before adding, "Unfortunately, there isn't much time left for questions. You're in that brief window where you're awake before you pass out and already tipsy before you're fully drunk. This is the perfect time to ask."

Luo Mo looked confused, "?"

"It's a pity I only had time to ask one question," Kongming sighed as Luo Mo fell into a deep sleep and collapsed.

Kongming had naturally hugged him from the side. Although her petite figure looked a bit funny with the other person, with her physical strength, it was no problem to carry someone on her back for a short time.

"I'm sorry, I had to act first. I'll make it up to both of you later," Kongming murmured, glancing at the villa as she spoke to herself.

...

In the quiet room, moonlight streamed through the window, casting a soft glow inside.

Kongming had struggled hard to fend off her opponent. Even though she had asked her question well, the answer she received didn't satisfy her.

She frowned, looking at Luo Mo lying on the bed, unsure of what to do next.

"Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to make the first move now..." she murmured to herself. At this critical moment, her eyes showed a mix of shyness and embarrassment. Dealing with drunk people was not her favorite thing.

Despite her hesitation, she climbed onto the bed. In the moonlight, she gently removed her hairpin, letting her intricate hair ornaments fall away and cascade down her shoulders.

Meow~

"Canned food... shouldn't this be off-limits next time? You, you're not allowed to look..." Pardo's small hands quickly reached out to the cat, covering its eyes with her fingers.

Pardo nervously watched the scene below. She had only come here to buy some goods and didn't want to stumble upon any shocking secrets.

It was just like last time when she discovered Sister Ellie's secret. She ended up being hugged by Sister Ellie all night long, just like the cat she was now trying to shield from seeing anything.

The past is unbearable to look back on, woo woo woo... don't ask about the weight, she really doesn't know!

Pardo tiptoed and prepared to run out. She keenly sensed the smell of danger and prepared to flee the scene.

...

Deep in his consciousness, an uninvited guest appeared.

"It was really dangerous out there. I almost died!" The Herrscher of Sentience exclaimed, patting her chest with a sigh of relief.

Unable to sleep and after thinking it over, she decided to come here to investigate.

She was very curious about something that allowed her to travel between worlds, but the system almost killed her, thinking she was an enemy.

"So, why did you have to come here? Was there something you didn't finish saying during the day?" Luo Mo sighed, still curious about how his consciousness space appeared and surprised by its form.

"I couldn't tell whether I was outside or inside my consciousness for a moment. How could it be exactly the same as your room?" The Herrscher of Sentience said, rubbing her temples.

 She still felt an inexplicable gaze watching her, like a regular person being stared at by a wild animal.

[A foreign object is detected invading the host's consciousness. Should it be expelled?]

[Warning, proceed with expulsion?]

Even the usually lazy system was alert when it came to its own territory.

On the bright side, not even the Herrscher of Sentience could disturb him...

"Although you're right, I did say that some of your surface thoughts can still be detected."

"Look at this," she said, snapping her fingers. Under the Herrscher of Sentience's control, the decoration within his consciousness changed dramatically.

It now resembled the small house on Taixu Mountain, indicating how deeply it had impressed her. A table stood between them, holding a folding fan, a small stove, a jar of wine, and a wine glass.

"Speaking of which, you don't seem drunk. Did you pretend to be drunk on purpose?" The Herrscher of Sentience picked up the folding fan and tapped it on the table.

The sharp knocking sound marked the start of their conversation.

"No... I'm really drunk." Luo Mo said with a bitter smile, looking at the other party helplessly.

"That's interesting. Just one drink, right? But it doesn't matter. You won't get drunk in the conscious space.

 Besides, I have fresh green plums here..." The Herrscher of Sentience raised her hand, making fresh green plums appear on the table, still glistening with water droplets.

"I've never actually drunk this before, but I remember it from my memories."

"Do you want to...?" Luo Mo hesitated as the Herrscher of Sentience, sitting across from him, placed the green plums and wine on the table.

"Hehe, that's right. Let's have some green plum wine and talk about the Flame-Chasers and heroes. We can also see how much you know!" The Herrscher of Sentience said with a swipe, closing the folding fan with pride in her eyes.

"... You come first? " Luo Mo said helplessly.

The Herrscher of Sentience in front of me must have had enough sleep. It's been a whole afternoon, but it's a pity that he still hasn't slept ~

"I'll go first, I'll go first!" she said, clearing her throat. "A top immortal, proud of the world, with my Fu Hua, there will be heaven. Guarding China for thousands of years, with martial arts skills that can reach the gods, and an inch of strength that can open the heavens!"

"Can this person be called a hero?"

"Of course!" Luo Mo replied.

"No, no, what are you talking about? Don't deliberately cause trouble, okay?" The Herrscher of Sentience waved her hand, dismissing his words and asking him to try again so she could properly evaluate it.

"...Are you sure today's conversation won't be leaked?"

"Of course. Why, do you have something good to share?" the Herrscher of Sentience asked with interest.

"There is an immortal named Red Kite in China. The immortal touched my head, blessing me with immortality. I accidentally caught a glimpse of the immortal. With endless lifespan and powerful fighting skills.

"can Red Kite Immortal be considered a hero?"

"Although she has the power to open up the sky, she lacks the heart of a true leader. Her martial arts have reached perfection, but time has worn her down. Seeing her life controlled by others, she may be a hero in success and failure, but not a true hero!"

The Herrscher of Sentience clicked her tongue twice, giving her verdict with eyes full of interest, and signaled him to try again.

~~~

"You can see the anti-entropy duck call at the first step. She is only fourteen years old, but she manages to hold her ground. The position of the leader of the anti-entropy alliance is within her reach. She first 'injured' Kevin, delaying his return, and then sacrificed her life for her true love. She is brave and righteous, preventing harm to others even at a young age."

"Can she be considered a hero?"

"Haha, Bronya is indeed brave, but she lacks strength and was born in the wrong era. Her motorcycle license gets revoked every three days. She sleeps through battles and never scores any kills or assists."

"As for her emotions, there's no verdict yet. The wedding hasn't happened, and the outcome is uncertain. It's hard to call her a hero!"

The Herrscher of Sentience grew even more interested, her eyes fixed on Luo Mo's words.

Luo Mo thought for a moment, then shook his head. He must be drunk today, he decided. Yes, that must be it.

~~~

"Theresa of the Far East Branch, the next designated heir of Schicksal, founded St. Freya and brought together heroes from around the world. Under her leadership, Herrschers have been influenced positively, and she deeply cares about her students, who love her in return."

"She has been named the best principal at St. Freya multiple times. Although her personal record isn't impressive, she commands many powerful (herrscher) generals."

"Can she be considered a hero?"

"The white-haired dwarf lacks wisdom. She didn't even notice Fu Hua, who was undercover for years. She's too kind-hearted and only seeks influence, making it hard for her to navigate a troubled world. And... a woman in her forties acting cute? I've never seen anything so shameless! Not a hero, definitely not a hero!"

The Herrscher of Sentience curled her fingers dismissively, rejecting the principal who loved bitter melon juice. She wondered if the principal who had approved her admission earlier would be so furious that it amused Luo Mo.

~~~

"There is someone who loves to cook, the Ruler of Rice, Raiden Mei. She ensures the main character's well-being. She is gentle, sweet, and has a way with words. She would sacrifice the world for just one person, valuing them above everything else. When thunder severed her past, she began her journey, falling into darkness and returning to the light.

"Can she be considered a hero?"

"A dignified Herrscher who only knows how to cook? Unworthy of the title! Her constant refrain of 'I can't do anything!' still echoes. It's hardly the mark of a hero."

The Herrscher of Sentience shook her head again, clearly unimpressed.

~~~

"There is a man, the Bishop of Schicksal, Otto, with blond hair, green eyes, and a striking face. He has led Schicksal for five hundred years, masterminding everything and meticulously preparing for the final leap. He created artificial Herrschers and easily resists Honkai with his plan and leadership."

"More than anyone, he believes in the power of emotions, trust, and love between people. He is a Warrior of pure love, dedicated to sacrificing everything for his beloved Kallen."

"As a bishop, he fulfilled his duties without many mistakes. As a grandfather, he devoted all his love to help Theresa grow up quickly. He has strategy, knows how to advance and retreat, how to measure, and how to give up."

"Can he be considered a hero?"

"Huh? Otto? No, no, cough—"

The Herrscher of Sentience instinctively denied it but quickly caught herself, coughing twice while reconsidering her response.

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