That year, the heavenly principles crumbled, the sky fell and the earth split apart. I saw the people of Khaenri'ah kneeling on the ground, weeping uncontrollably. I will never forget that sight. At that moment, I thought: if the stars fall and the world is remade, if I can control my own fate, then I must win it all.
Now that the heavenly principles are decaying once again, I have to consider whether this is the only chance I'll ever get in this life.
I believe the Kingdom of Khaenri'ah can shine across the land, and the people of Khaenri'ah deserve all the credit.
We've lost it for five hundred years now, but not one Khaenri'ahn will forget that great nation that once stood upon the earth.
Restoring Khaenri'ah to glory is our generation's duty!
All of the above is Zhao Li's fantasy. The truth is:
Boss, boss! The Traveler's here again, smashing our crates and barrels!
Zhao Li: Get him!
Boss, boss! There's a guy outside in a green hat. We knocked him out!
Zhao Li: Ehehe?
Boss, boss! The female Hilichurls have all sent you a letter asking when you'll visit them!
Zhao Li: What did you say? I didn't hear you!
Boss, boss! We just pulled off a job and captured a "female Hilichurl"!
Zhao Li: I have a feeling this isn't good news, but let me take a look!
But when he saw who had arrived:
Zhao Li: Holy crap, isn't that Lumine?!
