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"Well, the joke is over here, let me think about it for a while, how about some wine first?"

Saying this, Ying casually took out another wine cup from Yixin Pure Land, and filled it up with his own hands.

"There are not many chances that I, the most powerful and terrifying incarnation of thunder and lightning in this world, will serve wine in person."

"You really... do what you want."

After thinking about it, Xinhai finally squirmed his lips and only spit out words like a sigh, and then he accepted them honestly.

"There is nothing wrong with following your own heart and carrying out your own will to the end. I have been with Daozuma's people for thousands of years, and with the increase in experience, even death itself has a great impact on me. Governance is no longer something to be feared."

Holding the wine cup, Ying stared at the clear moonlight in the sky.

There are many gods who give up willingly, such as Beifeng's Wolf King and Liyue's Rice Crust, both of whom eventually integrated their power as demon gods into the earth.

"Xinhai, do you know that for the demon gods who walk on this land, born of concepts, and have a long lifespan, the most taboo thing is not such a trivial thing as death, even if the body dies and the dream dies, the demon god There is also something to protect."

"Is there something that must be protected?"

"Yes, on this point, whether it is a god or a human being, it should be the case. Death is not terrible. What we should be most afraid of...is losing our dignity."

Recalling the words of the big devil in a certain game work in the previous life, Ying felt quite the same.

"Keep this sentence firmly in your heart, Xinhai."

Although it seemed that he was pouring out words that had nothing to do with Xinhai's problem, Ying was indeed thinking about his relationship with this young girl who inherited the name of Coral Palace.

"Well, let's stop the small talk in this regard, and in fact return to the topic."

Taking a sip of the wine in the wine cup, feeling the clear sweetness spreading between his lips and teeth, Ying also showed a happy smile on his face.

"Aside from the matter of the Coral Palace itself, on the bright side, you are my important servant, staff member, family member, and reliable retainer. This has nothing to do with being a descendant of your Coral Palace, it is better to say that I approve of it. It is the girl named Xinhai who does not flinch in the face of Thunder's majesty."

Yes, that courage is indeed worthy of praise. As the shadow of the world's seven rulers, this is exactly what I look forward to.

The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage, the noble courage to stand up even when you know you may die.

"Except for these superficial identities that are known to the Austrians, you, Xinhai, are an irreplaceable existence in my heart."

"Is there no substitute?"

Hearing this, even Xinhai's pupilless eyes glowed with joy.

"It's natural, there is no joke, you are irreplaceable, no one can replace you, and you cannot be achieved. In my heart, your existence is unique. Until the end of eternity, there is no one who can replace you." your man."

After finishing speaking, Ying held up the wine cup to Xinhai and extended an invitation.

"Speaking of which, the moonlight is really beautiful today. The night is still very long. Come have a drink with me, Xinhai."

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The moonlight is so beautiful today.

This famous quote from Natsume Soseki is often used as a subtle confession in various ACG works in Japan.

Although it was just a sentimental expression, after subconsciously spitting it out from between his lips, Ying still realized his slip of the tongue.

Although she often fishes, she really doesn't have that kind of thought about Xinhai, at least... not now.

She regards Xinhai more as a reliable subordinate. After all, it is really hard to find someone who is willing to work overtime.

Moreover, Ying didn't care about Xinhai's innate identity as the descendant of Orobus.

As a hometown folklore, reckless heroes and ghost riders often appear, and shadows don't care about race.

As long as there is love and conforms to her own aesthetics, even foxes, crows, pigeon spirits, dragons, and even silicon-based life are within her acceptable range.

Compared with all kinds of strange things on the Internet in her previous life, which made aliens seem to be calling the XP system as friendly as returning to her hometown, she felt that she was considered a relatively normal type.

Fortunately, Inazuma does not have Natsume Soseki, so Xinhai probably doesn't understand this shy confession of literature and art.

However, you can see the night cherry blossoms in spring, the stars in summer, the full moon in autumn, and the first snow in winter.

Coupled with the company of a beautiful woman, in this situation, how can there be wine that is not good to drink?

Although Xinhai has been used as a trick of Secretary Fujiwara since his appearance in the previous life, but in the end, it is just a slight similarity in appearance.

Of course, this is just a joke, after all, there is an insurmountable natural moat between the two.

While thinking this way, Ying silently shifted his gaze to the front armor of his ornamental fish, which is as humble as the fourth or fifth sister.

Well, if it's a ship girl, I and Secretary Fujiwara can be regarded as battleships, and Xinhai... I'm afraid I can only be a light patrol at most, which is a little bit better than expulsion.

So far, she has found it difficult to understand how the Okukatsu crowd confuses Coral Palace Xinhai and Fujiwara Chika.

Could it be that they are all two-dimensional crayfish face-blind, who don't consider other things at all except hair color and eye color?

Secretary Fujiwara has such a turbulent mind, can you really not see it?

Anyway, it's not something that can be hidden with a chest wrap, is it?

What's more, Xinhai is dressed in an overly cool ornamental fish outfit, how can there be room for a chest cloth?

"Master General, I always feel that you are thinking about impolite things again."

Faintly aware of Ying's "maliciousness" that could be regarded as malicious, after taking a sip from the wine cup, Xinhai let out a helpless sigh.

Drinking with the people of the world who is General Lei Dian may be regarded as a rare honor by other rice wives, which is enough to brag about to future generations for a lifetime, but to Xinhai, this is nothing more than a normal day-to-day.

Putting aside the handling of government affairs and the posture of the majestic General Raiden who appeared in front of Daozuma's people.

The Lord Thor in daily life is actually a god who doesn't have any pretensions and is very easy to get along with.

It's not that they don't understand, but that they simply don't care about the red tape at the formal level.

There is little courtesy but no great righteousness. On the contrary, it is as vulgar as sticking a flower crown upside down in the mud.

Compared with that kind of person, I admire Ying Jie who is informal and willing to sacrifice his life for righteousness in the overall situation.

Xinhai remembers very clearly that Ying really said so at the time.

"That's your illusion, my lovely Xiaohai."

"Cute or something..."

"This is based on an objective evaluation. Whether it's human aesthetics or my god's definition of beauty, Xinhai, you all meet this point."

Although she is not the white-haired and red-eyed type who is full of XP system points against Chinese people, Xinhai, the pink-haired and blue-eyed ornamental fish lady, does have her unique beauty, which is unmatched by others.

Not only on the surface level, but Ying also appreciates her courage to face herself.

She prefers this kind of person to the kowtow who can only beg for mercy and can't summon up courage when he sees his majestic side.

"This is my compliment to you, Xinhai, just accept it honestly, you have the qualifications."

Seeing Xinhai who was holding the wine cup with a embarrassed and shy look on his face, Ying smiled and shook his head.

Time is really a wonderful thing.

What was crushed by the torrent was not only the sea and the mulberry field, but also the interpersonal relationship.

Bringing the heirs of Orobus into the shogunate, becoming his own property, his family members, and his own retainers, this is really an unimaginable development.

This is the "future" that even she, a time traveler, could not have expected.

"Hey...Master General, you are saying such embarrassing words again."

"This is a sincere statement. I don't think there is anything wrong with expressing the content frankly. Every life is an independent individual. Naturally, the deepest thoughts in its heart cannot be known by others. Sometimes, if If you don’t speak your mind, how will others understand?”

"But this is because you are a god with great power. As a god, you can naturally be a little bit willful."

Saying that, Xinhai couldn't help showing a helpless smile.

"Actually, a long time ago, I didn't want to become a god maiden. I just wanted to read military books every day and be a staff member. This way I can hide myself behind the scenes, and the burden on me will be reduced a lot. But in the end, things backfired, after all. There is no way to defy something like blood..."

"However, fate pushed you to my side in the end, and you finally became my staff, Xinhai, which shows that fate is favoring you, Xinhai, isn't your wish granted in this wonderful way?" Did it happen?"

"Having said that, the burden on me hasn't been lightened much, has it, my lord general?"

As Xinhai said, after joining the shogunate and becoming a capable secretary, she has more work to do.

"Ahaha, that's the only point I really can't refute."

Even though Yingcong had thought of assigning a secretarial team to Xinhai's secretary a long time ago, he had no choice but to give up this idea because he didn't have the right staff.

There are only so many original gods with names and surnames in Dao's wife, and she is also very desperate. The majestic god of thunder, Balzebu, can't dig into the walls of Barbatos and Morax.

Whether it can be dug is another matter.

After all, on Tivat, how should I put it, most people believe in their own gods.

For example, in Liyue next door, the per capita Emperor's Kitchen doesn't even exist.

"However, more importantly, I met you because of this, didn't I?"

Gently, hugging Xinhai into her arms, Ying said to Xinhai like this.

At the same time, Zhenzhen, who was eating melons and watching a show on the roof of the castle tower not far away, just shook his head helplessly after seeing this scene.

Why don't you marry me?

Although I really understand, with my sister's personality, I probably didn't realize that I was flirting.

But she felt that if she continued to tease like this, sooner or later sparks would be sparked, causing the harem to catch fire.

Well... Forget it, I can't die anyway, so let's just ignore it.

And from an onlooker's point of view, it's quite interesting.

Ying is already a mature Thunder General, and he should handle his own emotional problems by himself.

As an older sister, she could only silently pray for Ying beside her.

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Coral Palace Xinhai's alcohol capacity is very poor.

At least, this Xinhai in my family can't hold a lot of alcohol.

After being downed by Ying for three bottles of sake, Xinhai, who was drunk, was already leaning against her arms, as if he was already a drunk fish.

Thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising that the heart is overwhelmed with alcohol.

Xinhai was not very good at communicating with people.

In the past, when I was on Haizhi Island, even if I was toasted, I would probably put on the airs of the priestess of the god of the gods and deal with it directly.

What's more, rather than becoming the perfect leader of Haizhi Island, she hopes to be a little girl who likes to stay at home, pursue her personal hobbies, and read military books to entertain herself.

At this point in his thoughts, Ying casually pulled out a feathered fabric with the Triple Bar of Thunder printed on it from Yixin Pure Land and put it on Xinhai's body.

Although Daozuma's autumn nights were far from being cold, if she caught a cold because of drinking with him, it would be the fault of the Thunder General himself.

Taking care of the health of one's family members and subordinates is also the responsibility of a god as a monarch.

If Xinhai asks for sick leave, she will be quite distressed.

"Master General..."

"Huh? Is there something wrong, Xin... I see, is it a dream?"

Although there was indeed something muttering in his mouth, but Xinhai's closed eyes gave Ying a clear understanding.

According to general rationality, it is the right answer to wake her up now and send Xinhai back to the warm bed.

But for some reason, Ying, who was aroused by curiosity, wanted to hear what kind of dreams and what kind of dreams his ornamental fish would have.

After all, the opportunity is rare, if you miss it, there will be no next time.

Of course, if her "best friend" Teresa knew about this, she would probably complain again, "Aying, you are a subordinate who got drunk and eavesdropped on people talking in their sleep that it is Thor or scum", right?

Thinking of this, the image of a certain white-haired dumpling appeared in his mind and laughed at himself.

"Once, I also often fell into self-doubt."

"Can someone like me really be qualified for the position of the current Goddess?"

"But now, I seldom think about it anymore..."

Now, I seldom think about these things anymore, isn't that a matter of course.

You have shed the shackles you were born with.

Although it’s enough to be put on new chains by Ying, the general of thunder and lightning again, but on the other hand, if there is a loss, there must be a gain, just like God will open a window for you when a door is closed, and Ying will also perform. It is my responsibility as a monarch to personally protect my heart until the end of eternity.