Fate's Slave - Shadow Slave X Honkai Star Rail

The sorcerer seemed shaken. No, more than that... he seemed deeply troubled by something. Noctis stared at the door for a few moments, then frowned and said, his voice devoid of any emotion:

”...Let us go and see who is knocking on my door, then.”

With that, he drained his goblet, threw it aside, and walked toward the exit.

Sunny, March, and Veliona glanced at each other, then followed along. No matter who it was that had come to the Sanctuary, they were currently enjoying the sorcerer’s hospitality, so the identity of the new arrival concerned them too.

Who could have affected Noctis that much? Or was the change he had spoken about the real reason for this strange behavior, while the appearance of a guest just happened to coincidence with it?

They were going to find out soon.

Together, the four of them — three Awakened and an immortal Saint — crossed the garden of the Sanctuary and walked between the ancient menhirs, to the field of grass beyond. There, an elegant figure waited for them, dressed in an austere black garment. It was a young woman none of them recognized.

The young woman was tall and slender, with pale skin and lustrous raven-black hair that moved gently in the wind. Her face possessed an almost otherworldly beauty to it, its lines full of solemn grace and splendor. However, that lovely face was blemished by a stark abnormality — two strange golden horns protruded from her head, matching the hue of her eyes.

...However, Sunny was not paying attention to the young woman’s sublime beauty, or to her dress. Instead, his eyes were glued to a single detail...

There was a leather strap tied around the beautiful strangers shoulder, and on it hung a long spear. What was truly remarkable about it was that, between the shaft and the blade, was a rotating orb that seemed to magically connect them.

’...Dan Heng?’

Sunny squinted his eyes.

’Why is he hot? She?’

Sunny felt March’s grip on his horns grow tighter.

However, a moment later, Sunny’s looked towards Noctis.

He remembered how and why they appeared in this field of grass to meet Dan Heng, and looked at Noctis with concern. The sorcerer still had an ashen face... and unlike them, he did not have any relation to the horned... girl? Boy?

The situation was still strange, and dangerous.

As if sensing his gaze, Noctis frowned, then looked at the beautiful woman with a dark expression and asked coldly:

”An experiment of Long, that old madman... I wonder why the Night Temple would take you in? Isn’t it terribly far for you to travel south, all alone? Speak, girl... what do you want?”

Dan Heng lingered for a moment, then bowed slightly. When she spoke, her unfamiliar voice sounded deep and pleasant. She said:

”Greetings, Lord Noctis. I bring a message from my mistress, the One in the North.”

The sorcerer grimaced.

”Oh, yeah? What does that dreadful woman want from me?”

The man-turned-woman remained silent for a few moments, then lowered her head slightly.

”She doesn’t want anything, Lord Noctis. My mistress, Lady of the North, blessed of the Black Skies... is dead.”

***

Noctis swayed slightly, as if struck. He stared at Dan Heng with a pale face, then raised a trembling hand and silently grasped his neck. After a few moments, he spoke again:

”What are you talking... what is the message she sent, exactly?”

The horned girl was still looking down. Without raising her head, she answered evenly:

”Just these three words. I am dead.”

The sorcerer scoffed.

”It takes weeks to get from the Night Temple to the Sanctuary on foot... if one can even make it alive! Was she dead when she sent you? Huh?”

Dan Heng silently shook her head.

”No. She was alive.”

Noctis gritted his teeth in outrage.

”That woman... so insufferable. If she knew she was going to die, she could have said more than three words, at least! After... after everything we shared... ah, she just had to be frustrating till the very end!”

Despite the sorcerer’s irritated tone, Sunny could tell that Noctis was deeply aggrieved by the stunning news Dan Heng had brought... as if he had not been planning to kill the One in the North himself all along. The immortals were very strange people, indeed...

But Sunny was stunned himself. One of the Chain Lords... was already dead? Just like that? After a thousand of years of solemn duty, someone had managed to kill the undying Transcendent without alerting the other four?

Suddenly, I feeling of unease grasped his heart. If not one of the Chain Lords, then who could have killed the ruler of the Night Temple?

Who else possessed one of the seven knives?

As if reading his thoughts, Noctis stared at Dan Heng and asked, his voice trembling with anger:

”So, who was it? Who killed her? Solvane? Or the Ivory Lord?”

The horned girl slowly shook her head.

”Neither. It was a... a creature. A creature that came from the fog.”

The sorcerer chuckled.

”...I see. So the Ivory Knife fell into the hands of one of those. Ah, she could have saved herself, if she had only wanted... but she grew indifferent to things like that a long time ago, didn’t she? That... that was her madness.”

Noctis remained silent for a while, and then suddenly asked, his eyes glinting with his own madness:

”So then, the north is in disarray, the Night Temple is without a leader, and its army needs a new commander? Thousands of soldiers, hundreds of Awakened warriors, all hoping to find someone to serve and protect their families? Right?”

Dan Heng lingered for a moment, then shook her head again.

”...No.”

Noctis raised an eyebrow.

”What? Why not?”

She straightened, then answered simply:

”They are also dead.”

The sorcerer blinked a couple of times.

”Huh? Who is dead?”

The young woman remained still as she said, her voice calm and even:

”Everyone. The soldiers, the priestesses, the Awakened, the families. Everyone is dead, and the northern reach stands empty. The creature took them all.”