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Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [16]

The eye of the storm, centered around the Extraterrestrial Flame, swept the Silvermane Guards high into the air, narrowly saving them from the fiery ring that scorched everything below.

Just seconds more and they would have been consumed in ...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [15]

The Rift’s flame-beast—or more accurately, a creature of Extraterrestrial Flame.

Just by existing, these monsters spread scorching flames across the battlefield, making them some of the Silvermane Guards’ most troublesome enemies.

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [14]

The outskirts of Belobog, at night.

“Silvermane Guards, charge with me! We cannot let a single monster through our line!”

“Yes, sir!”

Urgent footsteps shattered the silence of the night, a battalion charging forward in re...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [13]

“You know, I found a good venue for your next performance, just like you asked me to.”

Pela took a sip of her tea, speaking with a measured calm.

“It’s close by, at the Goethe Hotel. The event is on a rest day, so it’s bound ...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [12]

After dishing out their portions, Pela and Venti enjoyed a quiet meal. The silence wasn’t uncomfortable—it was peaceful.

It wasn’t their first time eating food that wasn’t common in the higher district. Pela, having grown up with a f...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [11]

“‘Eh heh’ my foot! Do you even realize how late you are—?!”

“Sorry, sorry! I just got a little lost on the road of life.”

Hearing his excuse, the girl, already well-acquainted with his personality, couldn’t help but wan...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [10]

It had been 2 hours and 34 minutes since Venti left the Robot Settlement and reached the Upper District.

It was now evening, and dusk’s light was slowly retreating from the city, draining the brilliance from this city of Preservation. Dark...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [9]

“Oh, so that’s how this was going to play out.” Venti sighed dramatically, feigning disappointment. “I always thought I had that ‘crowd-pleasing’ charm, but I guess that doesn’t work on machines. I’m seriously crushed!”

Pre...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [8]

After arriving at the Robot Settlement…

Unlike the dark, silent Rivet Town, this place was bright and bustling, thanks to the energy cores used for heating. Still, it was only a slight improvement.

Above them, the sky was as black as...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [7]

Hearing Venti bring up this issue, Clara’s expression turned somber.

“Mr. Svarog insists on following his calculations, so he won’t agree to open the transport channels. He says that doing so would only lead to a sudden flood of homele...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [6]

“Sister Venti, do you need some parts to trade for wine? Clara found everything she needed today, so if you’d like…”

Clara took out her small backpack, filled with the fruits of her labor for the day. Her generosity left Venti feelin...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [5]

“Mm—!”

Clearly, his words struck a deep chord, so much so that even Venti was a bit surprised by the effect.

Seele’s previous confusion had vanished, replaced by a fierce, steely expression.

“Tell me, how do I create a ...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [4]

Wildfire.

What was Wildfire?

In Natasha’s words, they were the Silvermane Guards of the Lower District, though with a warmer touch.

In other words, they were a grassroots, volunteer organization.

Of course, consi...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [3]

After a warm exchange, or rather after Natasha’s “professional habits” had run their course, she brought up business.

"Now, about that request from last time. Did you manage to gather any information, Venti?"

"Oh, that esteemed d...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [2]

Venti was Venti, and yet he wasn’t.

Before arriving here, he had another name and an ordinary background.

He wasn’t particularly knowledgeable about the god Barbatos, but he could speak a little on the subject and was even fortunat...

Star Rail: Starting with a Lyre, Living off Busking [1]

"Once, there was a glorious kingdom established among the heavens."

In the central square of Belobog, a bard stood serenely in front of the Eternal Winter Monument, playing and singing in a calm, lilting voi...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [30]

As soon as Suguru Geto heard the news, he rushed over without stopping.

And right away, he ran into Baobhan Sith, who was casually munching on an apple.

"Rushing like that—you might just keel over from lack of oxygen."

Baobhan ...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [29]

The surroundings began to waver and blur.

The vibrant green grass, the sparkling pond, the flowing stream from the artificial mountain, the Japanese house surrounded by bamboo—all of it was like a rainbow-hued bubble bursting, like a shatt...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [28]

In a sudden movement, the masked figure appeared in midair behind Baobhan Sith, a sharp dagger poised in its hand.

By the time Baobhan Sith sensed its approach, the blade was only a fist’s width from her pale neck.

But that mere dist...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [27]

The masked figure stood before Baobhan Sith, head lowered and silent. An ordinary person might’ve been terrified, knowing this figure could slip so close without a sound—and could just as easily take their life in the same silence.

But B...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [26]

It was an old, abandoned shrine built halfway up a mountainside.

There were barely any signs of modern civilization here, and the long stone steps were littered with fallen leaves, untouched by human hands.

No trace of recent human tou...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [25]

“Da Vinci, exactly how many times have I had to step in for schoolyard bullying now?”

Baobhan Sith walked further into the alley, having hypnotized the five delinquents and sent them home. By the time they got back, they’d remember not...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [24]

In the shadowed alley where sunlight never reached, darkness lay entrenched, hard to dispel.

Even in one of the world’s safest countries, crime existed. In a place like Japan, it thrived in hidden corners.

Bullying, catcalling, abduc...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [23]

“Star Vessel incident resolved flawlessly. Hmph, as expected of me.”

Baobhan Sith sat smugly on the sofa, marking a small check in her notebook.

Unlike most protagonists in novels, Baobhan Sith hadn’t found herself saddled with s...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [22]

After taking on the task of guarding the Star Vessel, Gojo Satoru had a private discussion with Suguru Geto.

“If that little kid refuses to undergo assimilation,” Gojo said under the tree shade, his gaze unwavering. “Then she won’t b...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [21]

“So!” Baobhan Sith’s voice boomed across the room as she slammed her hand against the blackboard. Dressed in her usual red dress, she stood at the podium, glaring at her audience of two with an exasperated, almost disappointed look....

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [20]

Gasp!

Suguru jolted upright, his body soaked in sweat as though he’d just been pulled from the depths of a lake. Droplets fell from his hair, hitting the floor beneath him, their faint sound masked by his heavy breathing.

Ev...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [19]

“Geto—!”

Gojo’s eyes widened in shock, but with Geto’s life in her hands, he couldn’t make a move.

Even Riko’s maid and Riko Amanai herself had frozen in place, legs trembling as the lingering brush of death held them roo...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [18]

Tokyo Jujutsu High was built halfway up the mountainside, accessible only by a long mountain trail.

Red torii gates lined the trail, one after another with only a few steps between them.

In mythology, torii gates marked the threshold b...

I Don’t Want to Be a Heroic Spirit [17]

“Humans really are creatures that will never stop amusing me—arrogant, self-centered, naive, full of themselves, foolish, short-sighted, blind. They’re unable to see the skies above the mountain or the abyss at their feet. Give them the smal...