At Qlipoth Fort, the Astral Express Crew arrived at the main gate under Gepard’s guidance, but once they reached this point, he stopped.
“The person here is the current Supreme Guardian of Belobog, Lady Cocolia, who is also the actual ruler of Belobog.
Unless you are honored guests from off-world, I will not be going in.
Just open the door and walk straight inside, and you will be able to see the Supreme Guardian.” After saying this, he subsequently withdrew.
Watching Gepard, who had no intention of going with them, the Astral Express Crew exchanged glances.
Ultimately, however, they decided to go in and meet this Supreme Guardian of Belobog, Cocolia.
The doors opened, and the Astral Express Crew stepped inside.
It was at this moment that Serena sensed a peculiar fluctuation of Imaginary energy—it was somewhat similar to the fluctuation on Stelle’s body, only more volatile and unbridled.
Hmm—as expected, this Supreme Guardian has quite a serious problem!
Within Qlipoth Fort, the symbol of Belobog, the Stellaron can exist without concealing its presence at all.
Is it truly undetectable, or are the two in collusion?
This question was immediately resolved upon entering the main hall and seeing the Supreme Guardian, Cocolia.
She didn’t even attempt to conceal it at all.
Or perhaps, it felt that no one on this planet could perceive its existence.
But in reality, in the eyes of an Emanator-level entity, this Stellaron was practically displayed right in front of them; it could not have been more obvious.
In Serena’s perception, that surge of Imaginary energy was closely connected to the Supreme Guardian, Cocolia, before her.
It seemed that by this time, Cocolia had already been severely eroded by the Stellaron; she had begun to emit Imaginary energy from the inside out.
“You may withdraw, Bronya.
The visitors have arrived.” At this moment, Cocolia was speaking with a girl with silver-gray hair.
Particularly striking was her drill-like hairstyle, which was very eye-catching.
After being reprimanded by Cocolia, Bronya retreated, though clearly unwilling.
Seeing her depart, the Astral Express Crew formally faced the Supreme Guardian of Belobog.
“Welcome, travelers from beyond the sky!” Inside the hall, the floor was covered with a luxurious carpet featuring exquisite and beautiful patterns.
Ancient bookshelves lined both sides, and atop the high platform, a blonde woman looked down at the Astral Express Crew, her voice crisp and noble.
“The situation regarding you few has already been conveyed to me by Captain Gepard just now.
I am the Supreme Guardian of Belobog, Cocolia Rand.
I will keep the assistance you off-world guests have provided us in my heart.
May I ask what business brings you here?” After speaking, Cocolia scrutinized the few people below— A boy with a cold expression and a stern look; he seemed like the type who speaks little but acts decisively.
A slightly silly-looking girl whose purpose was unclear; she likely posed no threat.
A tall, elegant girl, also very calm and composed; she might be the strategist among them.
And…
That girl with platinum-blonde hair; her temperament was very gentle, appearing somewhat harmless.
Was she the main healer of this team?
However, what was going on?
Why was there an inexplicable feeling of heart palpitations?
Cocolia subconsciously took a step back, but then the feeling vanished entirely.
Was it just an illusion?
Unaware of Cocolia’s complex emotions on the high platform, the Astral Express Crew had already discussed their story for dealing with the locals back on the snowfields.
They had even fabricated their identities, so how could they get cold feet now?
Serena, prepared in advance, stepped forward.
“Respected Supreme Guardian, we are employees of an interstellar rescue team.
While returning to the Herta Space Station, we spotted this planet covered in white snow and discovered signs of life.
Thus, out of humanitarian spirit, we were dispatched to assist the disaster-stricken civilization.
We did not expect to inadvertently stumble into your battlefield.” “Thanks to your assistance, otherwise I do not know how many of Belobog’s Silvermane Guards would have been lost.” Although she said this, Cocolia did not display any expression of happiness or gratitude.
She simply passed over it with a calm expression, as if she did not care about those lives at all.
“Supreme Guardian, this is my identification card.” Serena stepped forward a few paces and handed her identification card to Cocolia.
This card was a special one that Serena had specifically asked Asta to prepare back at the Herta Space Station to facilitate free access.
The only information visible on the card was that Serena was a healer affiliated with the Herta Space Station, making it particularly suitable for use in such situations.
When she saw Serena approaching, Cocolia subconsciously wanted to step back and distance herself from her, but seemingly realizing something, she forced herself to stop and reached out to take the identification card.
Cocolia took the identification card, examined it, and asked with confusion: “Chief Healer of the Herta Space Station Medical Department.
Does this mean you are the person most skilled at healing in the space station?” “That is correct.
Therefore, for this rescue team organized by the space station, I am the primary person in charge.
These few are both my companions and my bodyguards.” Serena smiled gently and explained: “After all, conducting rescue operations across the stars is quite dangerous.
Every planet has varying degrees of crises.
As a weak, defenseless healer, it would be difficult to carry out my healing activities without bodyguards.” “…” This was the inner monologue of the Astral Express Crew.
Good grief, Emanator of Abundance and defenseless—they recognized these words individually, but why did they feel so absurd when combined?
Watching Serena, who was there demonstrating how weak and pathetic she was, Stelle had many retorts bubbling up in her throat.
However, after thinking about it, the current situation was truly not appropriate for that, so it was better to cooperate with her properly.
“Oh, so what do you intend to do next?” Cocolia asked the critical question.
What exactly did these off-worlders want to do?
Would they interfere with her plans?
These were all issues she was very concerned about right now.
“Supreme Guardian, we have accepted the mission from the rescue team and need to conduct a few days of free medical clinics here.
Only then can we report the mission to the rescue fleet.
I hope you will permit this.” Serena had fabricated a rescue fleet anchored outside the planet so that the Supreme Guardian, who had been eroded by the Stellaron, might clear her head a little and not do anything foolish.