Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 378 How can the matter of the bard be called stealing

"Your Excellency, I have found some wound medicine for you..."

Zhongli stared straight ahead, his steady tone came with the sound of footsteps, and the rock-white earrings were brighter than the ethereal candles in the corner.

There are faint golden waves symbolizing the ancient elements flowing slowly around the man's body, and with a few golden threads pouring into his heart, it finally returns to plainness.

The power of Famas is still as tyrannical as before, and Zhongli, who seems to be harmless, has not yet completely suppressed the divine power of war.

Following the voice of the people, Zhong Li pushed open the door of the side hall of Xiangsheng Hall.

What appeared in front of my eyes was the scene of the traveler confronting Dadalia with a sword.

Famas stared intently at the girl and the seemingly docile executive, as if looking forward to the battle between the two.Wendy moved a few steps to the corner, fearing that the struggle would affect the Liyue wine hidden in her hat.

It wasn't until this time that Zhongli realized that he seemed to have forgotten to tell everyone that Dadalia was still hiding in the Rebirth Hall.

"I didn't expect that Liyue's emperor... would still remember me, a worthless pawn..."

Seeing the man in the rock shirt carrying the medicine bag step into the hall, Dadalia's whale-blue eyes lowered, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

The three gods Morax, Barbatos, and Famas gathered together, and beside them were travelers who were watching eagerly.

He has lost his last chance to escape from here.

But Dadalia could tell that, except for the traveler and the little floating objects around her, the three gods had a strange attitude towards him, as if they didn't care about the evil things this young executive had done.

Rather than being indifferent, it's better to call it outright indifference, just like humans occasionally glimpse ants crawling in the mud.

"Ha...is this the arrogance of a god?"

"Mr. Zhongli, you have really fooled me."

The air was filled with the smell of plum fragrance mixed with iron rust. Dadalia put down his raised hands and shrugged helplessly.

Just like what Dadalia said to the traveler in the golden house, he didn't mind that his fighting partner kept his personal grievances towards him, but Zhongli was a bit special.

Although Dadalia doesn't know where this particularity comes from.

Maybe it's the sadness of being betrayed by a friend, or maybe the annoyance of mission failure.

As the executive officer of the Fools, Dadalia is loyal to Her Majesty the Queen of Solstice, and should have a hostile relationship with Morax, the rock god of Liyue, even if that god was once the guest of the Hall of Rebirth.

"Ah."

Of course Zhongli couldn't guess what Dadalia was thinking, so he was silent for a moment before slowly responding, and then walked to Farmas with the oiled paper medicine bag, took the copper cup that the boy brought along from the small stove, and stretched out his hand to use the rock element Build a tripod of brown pottery.

The dusty medicinal materials were crushed into powder with Zhongli's movement of divine power, mixed with the well water in the yard and poured into the clay pot.

"Light a fire."

Dijun spoke softly to the young man at the table.

Famas looked at the opponent's exquisite operation of controlling divine power, curled his lips in disdain, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Of course he could see that this was Zhongli's behavior of boiling medicine to prove to him that even if he lost the heart of God, he could still use divine power freely.

After all, it is far more difficult to master small things than to pour great power into them.

Bright but not glaring flames floated in the stove, and the warm flames gradually dispelled the bloody smell in the hall.

The pot was soon steaming, and the traveler stared at Zhongli with puzzled eyes, then glanced at Farmas and Wendy, and silently put away the long sword in his hand.

As the "behind the scenes" of Dijun's fake death plan, Zhongli doesn't seem to intend to capture and release the ancient demon God Dadalia.

And she is just a traveler in a foreign land, so what reason should she use to stop the executive who is loyal to other gods.

Paimon, who was hiding behind Wendy, also felt the strange atmosphere at the moment, and shut his mouth in time.

In the eyes of everyone, the battle between the two gods ended too strangely.

When Farmas summoned the remnants of heroic souls to take the lead in resisting the collapsed space, Zhong Li rushed into the bloody cube that covered his sight with his soul that was about to dissipate in the end.

Then came the sky crack that shook the sky, the crimson square chain suddenly retracted into the sky, and the fittingly entwined world tree continued to disintegrate.

Wendy blows away the wreckage deposited in the battle with the power of the wind god, and throws it into the boundless sea of ​​clouds. After Zhong Li ordered everyone to wait in the Hall of Rebirth, he began to perform the drama of "The Emperor's Death" tacitly with Famas.

"Presumably everyone is full of doubts about this war."

Zhong Li walked to the shelf in the corner of the hall, took down the porcelain bowl on the top, filled out the boiled medicinal soup, and handed it to Dadalia who hadn't completely put down his guard.

"Your Excellency, there are still some wound plasters in the oiled paper bag."

"Traveler, and Paimeng children, if you also care about the truth about inviting Xian Dianyi, then come with me to the Bank of Beiguo."

Zhongli extended an invitation to several people in a flat tone, and then looked at Farmas and Wendy while holding his chin.

The excited eyes of the little poet kept scanning between Zhongli and Dadalia, his face was full of ecstasy, which caused Famas to turn his head helplessly, pretending not to know him.

"Oh my, my head hurts...it seems to be injured in the battle..."

Hearing that everyone was going to the Northland Bank, Wendy seemed to recall some bad memories, and suddenly covered her head and began to pretend to be sick.

Except Dadalia, everyone stared at the poet holding the wine bottle with distasteful eyes, and Farmas shook his head helplessly.

"I'll just stay in Xiangshengtang and take care of the house... You guys go quickly."

Wendy's flamboyant acting didn't have the desired effect. The little poet quickly gave Famas a wink, and then covered him with a cloak and gestured to him.

Famas opened his eyes wide at first, then an imperceptible smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, he got up and waved to Zhongli.

"This kind of thing should be easier to explain with me as the person present?"

"Also, Morax, don't forget the contract you voluntarily signed."

The young man opened the hall door first and walked out. Zhong Li looked back at Wendy, who was still pretending to be sick, and followed Famas' pace hesitantly.

He always felt that there was something strange about the flirtation between the boy and Wendy.

When mentioning Beiguo Bank, Dadalia vaguely guessed the truth of the matter, gulped down the bitter soup, and walked away without hesitation.

Ying and Paimeng looked at each other, and hurriedly caught up with the two gods who were about to leave.

For a moment, there was only the bard covering his head left in Nuo Da's Rebirth Hall.

After confirming that everyone had left, Wendy immediately propped up her body as if nothing had happened, quickly climbed up to the second floor of the Hall of Rebirth, came to the door of Zhongli's bedroom, and slipped in through the crack of the door like a breeze.

When the little poet opened the door and came out again, his arms were already full of all kinds of fine wines exuding a mellow aroma.

Especially for the bottles of wine with the most intense aroma, the cellar date marked on the cork seal is even earlier than that of some newborn seven rulers of the world.

"I've helped so much, the old man shouldn't mind taking a few bottles of wine, right?"

After getting the wine, Wendy immediately left the Hall of Resurrection, and fled in the direction of Guiliji secretly.

On the low hills in the northern outskirts of Liyue Port, Twarin, who was called by Song of Thousand Winds, had been waiting for a long time.

It's just that in the blue vertical pupils of Dongfeng Zhilong, there is a helpless look of hating iron but not steel.

"I am the guardian of the east wind, the king of the sky in the past, the dragon that tears the sky..."

"To escape with a god who steals wine..."

"Get down to business, Barbatos!"

　When it’s yang, it’s yin. I just got home (_`)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)