Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 527 They Are All My Wings

The sun was high in the sky, and the streets and alleys of Liyue had lost their bustle, leaving only a few pedestrians. The noise of cicadas rose and fell, making the heat even worse. The heat in the port was completely different from that in the inland. The former was more stuffy, and even if you just sat there, you would easily be contaminated by moisture, and your whole body would be sticky and uncomfortable.

Only the gurgling canal water beside the street is leisurely and leisurely, dispelling some of the summer heat. The lush vines hanging on the branches silently declare the tension of life. The landscaped spring water outside the temple is clear and transparent. The breeze brings up ripples, and the reflections gently ripple in the water.

The afternoon in Liyue should have been pleasant and leisurely, but when the Traveler and Paimon slowly came to the stone railing in the southwest corner of the square, they found that Zhongli, Famas and Venti were strangely gathered together. The three seemed to be having a friendly chat, but many details proved that this was not the case.

Famas was leaning against the flag that was erected for the Emperor, with his hands behind his back, seemingly nonchalant, his eyes empty as if he had lost focus, but in fact his back hand had quietly grasped the flagpole, as if he was ready to stick the flagpole on Zhongli's head at any time.

The gods' gaze was everywhere, and the retired Zhongli would obviously no longer use the power of earthly rule at will. But even so, he could see FAMAS's impatience from his tense physical expression.

  However, Zhongli did not take any defensive stance. He even folded his arms across his chest in a leisurely manner, looking at the bard who came all the way from Mondstadt with a smile on his face. Then he turned his gaze back to the boy, and his confident look seemed to be telling FAMAS:

"Do you have the guts to try and move me?"

The buildings were distinctly light and dark under the scorching midday sun, and people's vision was filled with large patches of bright light, as if everything had lost its color. The plants drooped their branches and leaves, lying lifeless in the flower beds.

However, the confrontation in the corner of the square made the air around them even colder. Wendy, who was sandwiched between the two men, sat on the edge of the stone railing and played the piano, trying to ease the tense atmosphere. But as the situation became more serious, the poet's piano sound became more urgent, and it sounded like a war song.

"This Wendy guy... is clearly fanning the flames, isn't he?"

The traveler quickly judged the delicate situation between the three people. He coughed twice to attract everyone's attention, then stepped forward quickly and directly blocked Zhongli and Famas with his body.

"Hey... Zhongli, FAMAS, and Venti... What are you talking about?"

The traveler brought up the topic abruptly. Paimon tilted his head and looked at everyone, seeming to notice that the atmosphere was a little strange.

However, after the Traveler forcefully interrupted the negotiation, Venti stopped playing the music, Famas loosened his hands behind his back, leaving only clear fingerprints on the sandy wooden flagpole, and Zhongli's stone-like eyes quietly looked at the girl in front of him, as if he was watching all the living beings on the land of Liyue.

"Oh? It's the Traveler and Paimon... I missed you very much after we parted yesterday. What do you think of today's Farewell Ceremony?"

Zhongli did not answer the traveler's words. Instead, he smiled and asked the two about their feelings about the ceremony of sending off the immortals. What was different from the past was that there was more humanity in Mr. Keqing's eyes, as if he had completely drawn the line between gods and humans.

"Although there were many twists and turns, it ended smoothly in the end. I am still very relieved."

The traveler answered honestly, occasionally glancing at Famas and Wendy out of the corner of his eye.

Seeing that Famas was in a stable mood, Yingmei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hey, hey! Isn’t this the main point? When the people of Liyue heard the Seven Stars Announcement saying that the Emperor was seriously injured and died, they all thought that they would never see Prince Yan again. Look at the atmosphere of the memorial service… Zhongli himself seems to be in a state of relief…”

Paimon pouted and complained, circling around Zhongli. After the adventures of the past few days, the traveler was filled with indescribable emotions, but the little mascot was the only one who looked happy and carefree.

“Haha, wouldn’t it be easier after putting down the burden of 3,700 years?” Zhongli smiled and shook his head. “Seriously injured and dead… this is a good reason, but it caused His Excellency to suffer a lot of undeserved injustice. I guess it will be difficult to see him in Liyue in the future.”

Zhongli shook his head with emotion. After the dust settled, he could now speak out his previous thoughts. The time he served as a guide for Tartaglia was also the happiest time for Zhongli when he was traveling in the mortal world.

"If you like that silly executive officer so much, just bring some warm clothes and live with him through the winter."

Famas suddenly spoke up, drawing everyone's attention to himself. Wendy also blinked her beautiful green eyes and turned her head to stare at Famas who was leaning on the stone railing.

Famas originally wanted to make a few sarcastic remarks to dampen Morax's mood, but all these words were blocked by Wendy's innocent gaze. The little poet sat on the stone railing, swinging his legs and smiling slightly, like an unrestrained breeze.

"I originally had this intention, but I still have unfinished business in Liyue, so I have to consider it more."

Zhongli was not annoyed by Famas's ridicule, and even nodded in agreement. Then he raised his right hand and two amber balls emitting brilliant rock light appeared in his hands.

This is the forbidden knowledge that Zhongli sealed in the Golden House.

The aftermath of the great war five hundred years ago is still vivid in people's minds. Even a powerful man like Morax would refuse such forbidden knowledge.

Fortunately, the living container that seals the taboo is right in front of him, and this wisdom that should not be known to the creatures of Teyvat still has a suitable place.

"Famas, do you still remember the appointment with the goddess of fate? Fulfill your duty."

Zhongli casually threw the ball to Famas, seemingly not worried at all that the other party would not accept it. And just as he expected, Famas was stunned for a moment before hurriedly catching the amber ball.

"Wait, skirt date?!"

Paimon covered her mouth and screamed. She and the Traveler certainly still remembered what Zhongli said in the Golden House. Famas had made a deal with fate and became the keeper of forbidden knowledge.

  But the term "skirt appointment"... seems a bit far from the meaning of a transaction, right?

Upon hearing this, Famas also stared at Zhongli with disbelief. His hand slipped and he almost crushed the two pieces of forbidden knowledge. Then, as if sensing a crisis, he turned his head and looked at Venti, who was sitting on the stone railing and swinging his legs.

The little poet smiled and tilted his head, staring straight at Famas, and it was obvious that he wanted to say, "Oh? So you have a secret love history that I don't know about?"

"Morax...you want to hurt me!?"

Famas gritted his teeth and glared at Zhongli, but found that the other party still looked indifferent, as if he had no intention of mentioning the past.

But the smile in Mr. Keqing's eyes could not be concealed, and it was clearly a response to Famas's previous remarks about the young master.

"You misinterpreted my relationship with Tartaglia, so I will tell you about your past in front of a certain poet."