While Cocolia embraced Solomon's body, a certain pufferfish in between them made a scowling face, her eyes furrowed as she pushed Cocolia away. A sudden gust of wind burst forth, causing Cocolia to stumble and fall onto her buttocks.
"You despicable human being! Don't randomly hug him while I'm in between!" Sirin's eyes blazed with fury as she clenched her fists, looking ready to throw a punch at her.
A redness crept across Cocolia's face. She quickly stood up, dusted her clothes, and coughed lightly to hide her embarrassment.
"Hmph!" Sirin snorted, glaring at her as she clung to Solomon's body like a koala. Solomon could only laugh at her antics, his hand gently patting her head.
"There, there. Don't get mad now, Sirin," he said softly, his gaze shifting between her and Cocolia before nodding.
"That would be all, Cocolia. You don't have to worry about anything. I'll handle it until they arrive in this world to save it."
Cocolia nodded at his words, coughed again to hide her flustered tone, and replied, "I understand, Solomon." She turned her back to him, glancing over her shoulder. "Truly, I'm grateful for your help. If not for you, I would have been bewitched by the Stellaron."
Her words carried gratitude, but if one looked closely, her ears were as red as strawberries.
Of course, Solomon was oblivious to such matters. His only focus was preserving this civilization until the dawn of salvation arrived.
"Tch, fox woman," Sirin muttered in annoyance, her eyes shifting toward Solomon, who merely wore a gentle smile.
"Bella, I wish you were here to witness this cringe situation… Wait—Bella?" Realization struck her like lightning. Her eyes widened as she remembered that Bella had followed them through the portal.
At a certain place in the snow, Bella gave a sorrowful roar. "Rowr…" Forgotten.
"Big brother, Bella is gone!" Sirin shouted, panic filling her voice as her eyes darted across the distance.
Solomon calmly replied, "Oh… right. She followed us through the portal as well."
"Fast! Fast! Think of something!" Sirin cried, shaking his shoulders frantically, her head bouncing like a child throwing a tantrum.
"Do not worry. We'll go back for Bella. Just stay still for a moment so I can create a barrier for this place."
Solomon gently tried to free her, but she clung to him tighter, her small arms wrapped around his neck as she hung from him stubbornly.
"Phew… a bounded field should do," Solomon murmured. Standing at the city's center, his white robe fluttered as red ley lines appeared above Belobog, spreading outward until they engulfed everything.
The bystanders froze in awe, their mouths agape as the strange phenomenon unfolded before them. Space itself twisted—but never broke—rippling gently like waves upon an unseen ocean.
"Heat generator, anomaly rejector, concealment, cold reflector, and indestructibility—should be sufficient." He spoke softly under his breath. With each phrase, the barrier pulsed with a different color until finally stabilizing.
"Big brother, what's that?" Sirin asked, gazing up at the distorted sky.
Solomon only smiled and continued, "Thou shalt be the protector and concealment. Thou shalt be the rejector to those alien to them."
With the final words spoken, the world returned to normal—save for the snowflakes, which now hung suspended in the air before slowly dissolving into mist.
The ground trembled as countless Silvermane Guards arrived with Cocolia among them. Sweat glistened on her forehead.
"Solomon, what happened?!" she asked in a panic.
"Worry not. This is merely the protection I mentioned before. You have nothing to fear, Cocolia." Solomon waved his hand dismissively, smiling with calm assurance.
"Are you… sure?" she asked uncertainly, her gaze lifting to the sky where snow melted upon touching an unseen barrier.
"Indeed," Solomon replied. "This will serve as protection for this civilization against the coming monsters that rend the rift of space."
Their eyes widened in awe at the sight—a miracle, a blessing bestowed upon them by the man who stood at its center.
"That should do against invaders and the snow, indeed, as what Heavenly Father said 'It is good.'" Solomon nodded at his work, he can't help but feel pride in it after all, it is the second time he helped civilization repel the anomalies that seek humanity's destruction.
"Talk about helping, I wonder how Fujimaru, Mash, and Da Vinci- Chaldea too, are doing right now." He muttered under his breath, after all Goetia was already defeated, so humanity should be fine right? I mean there is no Grand Order or something that goes beyond logic and reasoning.
"Hahaha." He laughed at the absurdity of his thoughts, while keeping his eye open at them.
Without further ado, he said to Cocolia, "With this, civilization shall be protected until the destined one arrives here."
Having finished what he was doing, he took a step forward, passing through Cocolia who snapped out from her turmoil.
"Where are you going, Solomon?" She asked confusingly, why does it feel like he was saying a farewell to her?
"Like I said before, we are not from here, our home is not here, but elsewhere. And right now, we will be going to find our home for Sirin." He said to her, his hand caressing Sirin's purple hair and fondly staring at her.
"I want her to live peacefully, after all she's just a child and I want nothing more than to preserve this child's innocence."
"I see… I understand, is there anything we can help with?" Cocolia asked, and she paused and continued, "We, the Silvermain, will gladly help you if you need our aid."
Solomon shook his head and said shortly, "No." Outrightly refused her offer, before continuing.
Cocolia watched Solomon's back slowly departing, and suddenly Sirin, who turned her head and looked at her.
She gave a smirk at her, her golden eyes glowed while smugly looking at her and turning away, much to Cocolia's confusion.
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Solomon and Sirin arrived at a certain snow-covered place. There, a massive being towered over everything like a god — it was Bella, who had just woken up after sensing Sirin's presence.
"Bella!" Sirin shouted, flying toward the dragon. She patted the creature's enormous head like a lost puppy — despite the fact that they were the ones who'd forgotten her.
The dragon purred softly as Sirin continued to pet her, making Solomon glance sideways in disbelief.
"How can a dragon — a phantasmal being — purr like a cat?" he thought to himself. Not once in his entire career, not even during his time with Chaldea, had he ever seen a dragon purr.
"Sigh… Goodness gracious, how can a dragon like you purr like a cat?" Solomon finally said aloud, causing Bella to tilt her head adorably.
"Never mind that," he continued with a small chuckle. "Bella, could you lower your head for a moment? There's something I want to check — to make you our transport to other worlds."
Bella obeyed and lowered her head. Solomon stepped closer and gently placed his hand on the top of her scaled forehead.
Slowly, a green line of light spread across Bella's body, covering her from head to tail. Solomon was using Structural Grasping to analyze her composition. In his mind, a 3D image of Bella's anatomy appeared — and what he saw surprised even him.
"Heart, brain, bones, blood… none of these exist," he murmured. "Everything that defines a phantasmal being is absent. The only thing sustaining her is Honkai energy — circulating through her like a living heart."
He removed his hand and fell silent, deep in thought.
"What's wrong, big brother?" Sirin asked, floating next to him as if gravity meant nothing.
"It's nothing. I'm just… fascinated by how her body functions," Solomon replied with a gentle smile, reaching over to pat Sirin's head.
"Well then," he said after a moment, turning toward Bella. "I suppose it's time to remodel you, Bella. I hope you don't mind."
Solomon floated above her as Bella tilted her head curiously, like a child unsure of what was about to happen.
Then, a glowing blueprint appeared in the air — a spaceship's schematic. The outline shimmered, pulsed, and then began to take shape, its components materializing one by one.
In moments, a sleek shuttle capable of carrying five people had formed. It hovered briefly before settling onto Bella's back, seamlessly merging with her body.
"There! A transport ship — finally completed! Yay!!" Solomon cheered triumphantly.
Sirin and Bella, caught up in the excitement, joined in his celebration — a dragon's roar, a girl's laughter, and a mage's smile echoing together through the snow.
"Well then, Sirin, get inside! It's time for space travel!" Solomon said enthusiastically. Sirin nodded vigorously, floating into the ship's shuttle, followed closely by Solomon.
"Food, check. Drinks, check. Pillows, check. Oxygen, check. Good — everything's ready!" After confirming the essentials, the shuttle sealed shut as Bella's wings spread wide.
"ROWR!!" She gave a triumphant roar and soared skyward, scattering waves of snow with a single mighty flap.
She broke through the atmosphere effortlessly, gliding higher until the vastness of space enveloped her in silence.
"Okay, Bella, we'll do a space jump — full thrust, alright?" Solomon instructed, his voice calm yet excited. At his cue, a wormhole blossomed before them, swirling with endless colors.
"Go!" Solomon commanded. Bella dove in, and space itself bent around them — time and light dancing together like a cosmic kaleidoscope. Sirin let out a soft gasp, her eyes wide in wonder at the spectacle.
The kaleidoscopic lights stretched endlessly, twisting and folding like ribbons of dreams. For a moment, time seemed to lose its meaning. Then — a flash.
BOOM!
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They arrived at the Space Station hung in orbit like a spear aimed at the heart of creation. Its sleek frame extended outward, crowned with a rotating energy ring that pulsed with cerulean light.
"Woah…" Sirin hung her mouth open as she stared at the space ship, pressing her face at the shuttle glass.
"Amazing right? Humanity reached so high, they soured towards the sky, where heaven stayed, yet their curiosity built up as they continued, reaching a place where no being can reach without power or a divination. A place filled with never ending darkness and celestial objects stayed." Solomon looked up at the space station in amazement, he smiled at it.
Solomon carried Sirin through his arm, as the space shuttle cracked open, and they floated through space.
Bella gave a soft growl, her wings glimmering with cosmic dust. Sirin reached out, patting her snout affectionately. "You did great, Bella! Next time, don't go full speed through a wormhole, okay? My stomach almost left me behind."
"Rowr…" Bella replied apologetically, her tail drooping — though her massive eyes still glowed warmly.
Solomon smiled, raising a hand and channeling golden symbols that circled Bella's body, reducing her size until she became a small, chibi-like dragon perched on Sirin's shoulder.
"Wha—!? She's so cute now!!" Sirin squealed, hugging Bella like a plush toy.
Solomon then headed towards the empty dock, his bare foot stepped into the cold metal, and deliberately slowed his movements so Sirin could admire the place.
"Let's go, this will be our starting point, where our fated protagonist awakens from his long slumber."
"Hm! Okay, big brother!" Sirin raised her hand in the air in enthusiastic manners, before Solomon continued walking.
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By the time Solomon and Sirin reach the entrance, Solomon's black and white robes like a royal outfit glowed, and then it vanished and was replaced by a long white coat tailored with sharp lines and modern grace, its edges flowing just above the boots. Beneath it, a deep teal inner garment extended down the front, adding contrast and calm sophistication. Silver seams traced subtle patterns along the coat's surface, white gloves and high white boots.
Sirin let out a surprising shout and said, "Ah! How did you do that?!'
"That would be a secret, Sirin." Solomon uses his index finger on his lips to shush.
With that, they continued their way. The door opened on its own, as Solomon simply stepped in. By the time they arrived at the elevator, Solomon saw them.
Pink hair while some colored by a shaded blue, pink coat, short skirt and white trousers, followed by pink heel boots.
Next to him was a young man, black hair, sharp eyes, long neck black trousers, long greenish-white coat and a piece of headset to his right hair.
"Oh, look Dan Heng, a worker! Hello!" Said by a pink hair, her enthusiasm clearly showed what it truly means to be extrovert.
"I know, no need to point it out, March." Dan Heng said cooley, he was the opposite of March enthusiasm.
"Hello," Solomon greeted them with a smile, followed by Sirin's soft snort, "Hmph, another human being."
"Ohh, what a cute little girl!" March stared at Sirin, her hand twitching and reaching out towards her camera.
"Click!"
A small flash of light entered Sirin's eyes as she yelped in surprise, before she leaned towards March… to be exact, she leaned to grab her neck…
"YOU-!" Thank goodness, Solomon was there to hold her off, while March continued to take a picture of Sirin, seemingly oblivious to Sirin's growing hatred towards her and Dan Heng sighing.
[END]
A/N: Seriously, you all loved Madam Herta so much, I thought you'll gonna vote Columbina (I was mesmerized by her ethereal, that's why I mentioned her in the chosing) and there, another chapter is done! Thanks chatpgt for giving me more vocabulary I could used while writing this chapter!
Ps; Chatgpt carried my ass while writing. (*´ω｀*) And thanks for reading! If you have thought for the future chapters, make sure to comment or DM me! Peace. (♡ω♡ ) ~♪