Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

The small tile-roofed house that Famas came to is located in a secluded corner of Tianheng Mountain, which is rarely seen on weekdays, and its roof is covered with a steep rock wall.

Unless you look for it deliberately, it is extremely difficult to find this simple residence if you occasionally pass by knights and righteous men who are riding the wind and clouds.

Although Ningguang used the power of the Rock God's Heart to save the Tianheng Mountains from falling, the shocks that had already occurred were irreparable. The house that was damaged in the battle with Dadalia was severely damaged again, and the original look.

Only when the sun sets and the sky is filled with sunset clouds, does this tile house hidden among the hills and bamboo forests show its dilapidated beauty.

The mountains shrouded in white clouds are dotted with sparse but sandy trees, and the red light in the evening dyes the wheat fields in the distance red, like a drunken drinker, with a drunken blush on his cheeks.

When the setting sun was about to fall into the horizon, the slightly vicissitudes of life, the red-haired middle-aged man, led the child in the uniform of the Thunder Fire Warlock, and limped out of the secret mountain path to Vikas' newly established In front of the grave.

"Marcus...uncle, is that man telling the truth?"

Little Leiying Warlock tightly grasped the fighter whom he called Marcus, and stared at the gun mound in front of him in dismay.

The bronze-skinned man raised his hand to cover the wound from the last battle with Dadalia, and after a long silence, he slowly answered the little girl's doubts.

"Your Excellency Harpas is still sober as always, as if the wear and tear had never taken effect on him."

"It's true what he says, Emery."

"Vikas Arjuna is your grandfather. Your surname is not Shenetsfna, and you are not from the Winter. You have the blood of the Arjuna family and the Kanria royal family."

Marcus came to Vikas's tomb, picked up the photo and finger wrench left by the boy on the top of the tombstone, and pointed to the old photo of the woman wearing a Mond-style scarf for little Warlock Leiying.

"Abrasive...she is your mother and my wife, [Tail of Innocence] Difuda Arjuna."

As the years went by, Marcus had grown gray hair on his temples, and he no longer had the crazy look in the old photos.

Even so, as the third-ranked winner of the Ancient War Country Martial Arts Conference, Marcus is very sure that the former Vulcan who left just now has discovered them, but he has no intention of exposing them.

"When the curse of disaster strikes, your mother and I have to entrust you to the care of Zhidong's best friend..."

The middle-aged man narrated these old stories with guilt, without the speed and ferocity of his fight with Dadalia.

"When all the dust settled, I tried to contact the friend, but he had already moved away from the original location."

"I didn't know until later when I went to look for you in the Winter Kingdom that he had changed his name and now works for the Queen of the Snow Country."

The man is like a dying lion on the prairie, squatting down and half kneeling in front of the little girl, gently touching her head: "I am indeed your father... Shabu, I am very happy. Although you have gone through twists and turns, you are still healthy grown up."

It's just that little Warlock Leiying didn't fall into Marcus's embrace as he expected, instead he gritted his teeth and knocked off the man's hand, complaining to him with tears in his eyes.

"Then why..."

"When I was wandering on the streets of Zhidongguo, when I was sent to Hearth House, when I was on a dangerous mission...you didn't show up!"

Shabu's dodging action also accidentally lifted the dark purple hood on her head, revealing the immature dragon horns similar to Vikas hidden in the light green hair.

"I'm very sorry……"

Marcus moved his lips, as if he wanted to comfort the other party, but the words on his lips turned into a pale apology.

In front of his daughter, the middle-aged man took off his shirt, revealing a muscular body that only belongs to a fighter.

However, that strong chest was covered with ugly scars as deep as the starry sky. The dirty dark blue scars spread along the left arm to the right shoulder, and barely stopped at the neck.

"Before Munata was destroyed, I sent you and your mother away, and fled to Kerria alone."

"But the god of the sky cursed all the Munata who tried to resist, and I was not spared."

Marcus, who narrated the past, knelt solemnly and alone in the mud, the clothes tied around his waist swaying in the wind, and his tall and strong physique seemed extremely small at this time.

"Fortunately, the god's authority assigned to the people by His Excellency Harpas played a role, coupled with the experimental potion of the alchemist of Carriya, it allowed me to keep my sanity and human appearance."

"If your mother and daughter hadn't left at that time, the end might have been the same as mine."

"These things, I wanted to wait for you to grow up before telling you..."

Marcus put on the tight clothes again to cover the horrific scars on his body, then took out the silver wrench in his pocket and handed it to the bewildered little Warlock Thunderfire.

The moment the finger touched the girl's palm, the engraved patterns on it shone with warm white light as if the lead had faded, and the blurred patterns reappeared.

On the ring is a simple pattern of a boy holding a sword cutting off the head of a demon god.

"This is the picture of Singh, Patriarch of Arjuna, when he ended the war of road rights, and it is also the first time that human beings have completed the feat of beheading a demon god."

"As long as the ring is still shining, it means that your mother has not yet returned to the embrace of the flame."

Marcus speaks earnestly, and the scars on his body are very old, as if he has not participated in the struggle for a long time.

All kinds of evidence can prove that he is indeed Shabu's biological father, not those wealthy businessmen in Zhidong Kingdom who pretend to adopt orphans but actually have ulterior motives.

But Shabu, who learned the truth, just sat on the ground in relief, holding the small fog lamp with dancing flames in his arms, and crying loudly.

"Why do you want me to give it to someone else..."

"Why didn't you show up sooner..."

The cold days in the northern country are long and the nights are short, and the outdoor temperature can freeze to death. As an orphan, Shabu’s first memorized word is the fireplace in the solstice language. Her childhood life was also composed of farm work, bullying, and the smell of rust in the cold water.

The aunt who took care of the children would always make up horror stories to scare them: "Poor little Peter Ilyich! After two spouts of fire water, he didn't know who he was, and he went out without his bearskin hat, with two ears It was frozen hard, and when the wind blew, it fell from the head!"

This story left a lot of psychological shadow on Shabu when she was a child. Every time she went out in winter, she had to carefully tuck in her hat. The first thing she did when she entered the house was to check whether her ears were still there.

At that time, every child was praying that the severe cold and frost would not leave them disabled. Fortunately, Lord Arechino discovered the identity of the Sabu dragon descendant and allowed her to become a reserve of the Fools in advance.

Marcus bowed his head guiltily, and took the emery cloth into his arms.

At this time, the father and daughter finally hugged each other tightly.

Until the moon and stars faded, the insects in the Tianheng Mountains began to chirp, the flags on the gun mound fluttered, and the evening wind swept over the pier under reconstruction from the harbor and broke into the corner of this wilderness.

Marcus lit a bonfire with the broken wooden beams of the house, and the sizzling hares were roasting on the fire, and the two sat snuggled up beside the broken beams, telling their respective experiences over the years.

And the God's Heart left by Famas has already been put away by Marcus, and he plans to bring it back to Nata after finding his wife Difuda.

Although Munata has long existed in name only, and Vikas's soul has been scattered as dust, but the burning desire will not disappear:
"go home."

World line, end!