Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 510 Tracing the Past

"Send someone to keep an eye on that kid named Tok. Tartaglia can't hide far away..."

Pantalone stepped into the magnificent hall of the Northland Bank and asked Russell to have someone follow Toker. Then, as if remembering something, he asked:

"Why don't I see Javert and Zamenhof? Russell, it's a rare trip for you, and your two sons didn't come to greet you?"

Russell actually had the same doubts as Pantalone.

Due to his early experience in the service of the Fatui, Russell neglected to communicate with his children. His relationship with his two sons was not good, but not bad either. In particular, the two children were very outstanding. Javert was the confidant of the young master, while Zamenhof was always by the side of the lady.

Long before arriving in Liyue by boat, Russell had used the Fatui vanguard's secret letter channel to pass on the message to Javert and Zamenhof, but unfortunately, perhaps due to mission restrictions or some other reason, neither of them responded to Russell's letter.

Although he was somewhat worried about the safety of the two brothers, Russell subconsciously spoke up to defend the children when he thought that the executive officer that Javert followed was a young man who had a grudge against his master.

"Master, they may be carrying out some special mission. There is no news for the time being."

Pantalone did not comment, but Andre, who was walking in front, stiffened his steps slightly for a moment after hearing Zamenhof's name, and a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.

After the debt collector named Zamenhof was frozen into an ice sculpture by the "lady", it was Andre and his men who personally dealt with him.

Fortunately, this brief pause was not noticed by the executive officer and the butler behind him. In order to change the subject, Russell started talking about the news of a certain lady who hides the mirror: "There is one more thing, sir. Miss Irina arrived at the Northland Bank before you came back, and then said she had to go out for something urgent. I wonder if you knew about it in advance?"

"Oh?"

Pantalone frowned in confusion, then regained his calm expression, narrowed his eyes and nodded at Russell: "I understand, let her be."

No one knew whether the big banker had guessed the reason why Irina left, while the travelers who were following Famas heaved a sigh of relief when they saw the boy and Pantalone part ways.

Famas walked along the bluestone alley towards the Hall of Rebirth. At this moment, the Hall of Rebirth, which should have been quiet and cold, was bustling with activity. The ceremonial attendants at the entrance of the hall carried all kinds of ritual vessels and costumes required for the ceremony and went from the small path at the entrance of the alley to Yujing Terrace to hold the farewell ceremony for Emperor Yanwang.

Big business like the Immortal Sending Ceremony was usually planned and hosted by Guest Zhongli and Hall Master Hu Tao. But Mr. Zhongli had been away from the hall for a long time and had not returned, and Hall Master Hu was nowhere to be found.

When the staff of the General Affairs Department came to the Hall of the Dead to arrange matters related to the ceremony of sending off the immortals, the ferryman who usually received "customers" at the door and the ceremonial attendants in the hall had to temporarily take on the task of organizing the ceremony of sending off the immortals.

Fortunately, the respectable traveler and Mr. Zhongli had already prepared in advance all the materials and instruments needed for the immortal-sending ceremony, so that the ferrywoman was able to stabilize the situation despite her confusion and bewilderment, and seemingly arranged the ceremonial attendants to perform the immortal-sending ceremony in an orderly manner in accordance with ancient rules.

"Mr. Zhongli, Master Hutao... where are you?"

"I really can't handle the Emperor's Immortal Sending Ceremony by myself!!"

The ferrywoman's face maintained the coldness and indifference that a disciple of the Hall of Rebirth should have, but her psychological activities were extremely rich. She wanted to cry but had no tears, but she checked every detail of the necessary procedures for the ceremony of sending off the immortals.

Little did she know that Mr. Zhongli, the man she had been waiting for, was now at the alley leading from Wangsheng Hall to Feiyunpo, sneakily following the seemingly unaware Famas. However, the young man soon stood beside the repaired broken canal at the alley, waiting for the traveler and Zhongli to show up. "...We seem to have been discovered?"

Seeing that Famas had not moved for a long time, little Paimon, who was hiding in the corner, whispered to Xieying.

She and the Traveler's tracking skills were not unprecedented, but at least they were at the pinnacle. Whether it was the sneak attack on the Fatui camp when completing a commission, or sneaking into the secret room of the Knights of Favonius to steal the Lyra of the Sky, it was enough to show that the Traveler had honed superb stealth skills during her adventure.

  There's no reason why FAMAS would discover their whereabouts, right?

Little Paimon suddenly jumped out from the corner with full confidence, intending to give a surprise to Famas who had his back to him.

The emergency food prank was perfectly executed. After all, even if Famas knew the approximate location of his stalker, he couldn't have expected that the little idiot Paimon would rush out from the corner and pounce on his head.

Fortunately, Famas was still somewhat cautious. He turned around and raised his hands to protect his head the moment Paimon pounced on him. However, Paimon, who was unable to stop himself, happened to hit his face into Famas's palm. To others, it seemed as if Paimon had taken the initiative to offer his face to the boy's hands.

  Famas subconsciously pinched the soft cheek in his hand, and then heard Paimon's familiar scream:

"Mmmmm... Damn the bottom line man, let me go!"

Little Paimon was grabbing Famas's hand, and at this time the Traveler and Zhongli also walked out from the corner.

The incident of summoning the gods in Yinyuan Hall was relatively properly resolved, and Zhongli should have felt relieved. However, after seeing Famas, the retired emperor lowered his eyes. His long golden brown hair was bound with a diamond-shaped hairband, and the ends of his hair gradually glowed with a Danxia-colored light.

"Hey, dear traveler! Long time no see!"

After seeing Yingmei appear, Famas enthusiastically opened his arms and gave the girl a bear hug, blocking the Traveler's words that were about to be asked. Paimon also took this opportunity to break free from Famas' clutches.

When the hug ended, the Traveler stood there in a daze for several seconds, while Zhongli stood appropriately behind Yingmei.

  However, when he saw the gentle look of Mr. Keqing, the enthusiasm on Famas's face quickly disappeared, just like meeting a friend he didn't like on the street but had to pretend to be polite to. Famas pouted in disdain and nodded to Zhongli as a greeting:

"Yeah, and Zhongli."

"As expected, the winner should not be resurrected. It seems that the work in the Rebirth Hall is too comfortable. Do you still have the leisure time to follow others?"

Famas crossed his arms and taunted Zhongli in the coldest tone, and the atmosphere between the two of them suddenly became weird.

But Paimon didn't care. After breaking free, she angrily rushed to Famas again, clenched her fists and began to ask questions like a machine gun: "Hey, Famas, Lord Paimon's face is not so easy to pinch!"

"Tell me quickly, what are you doing with the Fatui villains? And have you known about the conspiracy of Yinyuan Hall and Miss Ninglan for a long time? Was Heulia's resurrection done by the Fatui? Where have you been all this time..."

Paimon's questioning seemed like a complaint, but in fact it contained an inexplicable concern. Looking at the chirping emergency food, the corners of Famas' mouth curled up slightly again.

He reached out and patted Paimon's little head, then looked at Zhongli who was standing behind the traveler:

"Well, Master Paimon, you asked me so many questions at once..."

"Which one should I answer first?"