Original God's Dark Priest

On the patrol ship, Funina's hair stood on end, but because there was a Melusin driver watching her, she could only pretend to be calm.

Saphir no longer pretended. She jumped from Funina's arms, jumped to the bow of the boat, and looked towards the direction of Lujingquan while wagging her tail.

Her eyesight is very good and she can still see what's happening over there from here.

Finina, who had a stiff face and tried to look dignified, couldn't help but become curious when she saw Saphir's actions.

She followed Saphir's gaze and looked in that direction, but saw nothing.

After hesitating for a while, she finally couldn't suppress her curiosity and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Watch the show." Safir didn't even turn his head, wagging his tail, and seemed to be in a good mood.

When Funina saw her tail, she felt itchy again and tentatively reached out to touch it. Saphir did not react at all and let her touch his tail. It was obvious that he was already accustomed to this level of touch.

"Want to see?" Suddenly, Saphir turned his head and looked at Funina.

Funina was stunned. It took her a few seconds to react and she turned her head away: "How is that possible! What's new under the blue sky of Fontaine? I'm not interested."

"Really? Very good. It's best not to watch this scene. It's not good for sleep." Saphir nodded slightly and continued watching.

Now Funina was no longer calm, she was anxious and very curious, but Saphir pretended not to know.

Finally, Funina compromised. She walked forward and picked up Saphir in cat form: "I suddenly remembered that I left something at the opera house. Ophelia, please turn around."

"Okay, Lady Finina." At the bow, Melusin, named Oufengni, obediently controlled the patrol ship to go back.

Furninna stood at the stern, looking forward to the Lujing Spring in the distance, wondering what Saphir meant by watching a show.

As she got closer, she noticed that Lu Jingquan was under martial law and no one was allowed to approach.

This made her a little confused and she didn't understand why Lu Jingquan was under martial law.

After a while, a person ran towards the Lujing Spring in a panic. It was Marcelle.

"Wasn't he arrested by the security team? Why is he here?" Funina was a little surprised.

Saphir licked his front paw and said ambiguously: "Who knows? Maybe... it's because the security team is lax."

"It was you who did it! You asked someone to let him out! Didn't you hate the murderer of the serial missing girls? How could you help him escape?" Funina immediately realized that it was probably Saphir's people who were behind this, otherwise Marcelle would not have been able to escape.

Saphir shook his head calmly: "Don't talk nonsense. How could I, a legal citizen, do such a thing that violates the law? But... Lord Water God, how should we deal with prisoners who escape from prison?"

"Well...it depends on the situation. Considering Marcelle's crime, if he is escaping from prison, the guards can choose to kill him directly. After all, there is no chance for him to get out if he is imprisoned in Melo Petersburg." Finina thought for a moment and said.

Safir nodded with satisfaction: "Look, he escaped from prison, so..."

"So?" Funina was a little confused.

But the next second, a gunshot rang out like thunder in the clear sky, echoing in the empty and deserted Lujingquan. The sound of the gunshot spread far away and echoed in this space.

Marcelle's body was thrown out at the same time, falling heavily to the ground like a rag sack, and slid a short distance on the ground.

His eyes were wide open, and he was looking in the direction of Lu Jingquan until his death. His outstretched right hand was also reaching towards the direction of Lu Jingquan. It was obvious that he was extremely eager to reach that place.

But he no longer had this opportunity. Blood gushed out from his empty chest, staining a large area of ​​the ground red. Some of the blood flowed into the canal next to him and merged into the Lujing Spring.

Marcelle died, and until the moment of his death, he was unable to realize his dream of seeing Vignelle again.

Seeing this scene, Funina was stunned. She never expected that she would come back to watch a play with great enthusiasm, but she would see such a play.

"It's never too late for the Fatui to take revenge. He dared to have intentions towards Alecino. It's already a kindness of mine to keep him until now." Saphir's cold and emotionless voice rang in his ears.

Finina looked at the cat in her arms with trembling pupils. This was why she was afraid of Saphir. This person...she knew how to kill people and silence them. She was ruthless and left no room for others, and she didn't even leave any hidden dangers for herself.

Marcelle was a felon who had escaped from prison. According to the laws of Fontaine, she could be executed immediately upon sight, so the fact that she had someone kill Marcelle was not illegal at all.

But…is this right?

Furninha lowered her head, her eyes hidden in shadows. She knew very well in her heart that this was not right. Marcelle's jailbreak was planned by Saphir, so she should be an accomplice in the jailbreak.

But... who cares about this?

People only knew that Marcelle, the ruthless scum, was killed for escaping from prison. Saphir also witnessed Marcelle's death and felt relieved.

It seemed that everyone got the result they wanted, and the only real victim was the dead Marcelle.

In that case, there is no problem.

The suppression of one person by another is called competition, the suppression of ten people by one person is called bullying, so what about one hundred, one thousand, or ten thousand people?

What do you call it when so many people suppress one person together?

The answer is simple, it's called justice.

Safire also has her own understanding and views on justice, and she has been practicing the justice in her heart.

"My justice does not conflict with the justice of most people." Saphir suddenly turned his head and looked at Finina. "As the god of justice, will Lord Water God judge me for a dead criminal?"

"I..." Funina choked. She didn't know. Reason told her that she had witnessed a murder, but emotionally, she didn't want to pursue Saphir's crime.

However, before she could figure out how to answer this question, Saphir continued, "She won't. For her, preserving the history of Fontaine is all her justice, so she is very tolerant of people who can help her a lot."

"She..." Furninna opened her lips slightly, understanding what Saphir meant. "Have you... seen her?"

"Why do you think I stayed with you?" Saphir jumped out of Funina's arms, landed on the ground, and walked towards the direction of the patrol ship. "Go back."

After walking a few steps, she found that Funina had not followed her, so she turned around and asked in confusion, "You don't dare to want me anymore, do you?"

"Tsk! You want to stay by my side? What should I be afraid of? I don't need your cat food!" Furninna was not willing to be outdone. She snorted and quickly walked in front of Saphir.

A man and a cat were walking under the clear blue sky.

After knowing everything, for some reason, Funina felt as if a huge stone in her heart had fallen to the ground. The self in the mirror did not disappear, but a very reliable helper.

Five hundred years of perseverance and waiting finally saw a turning point, and she had a feeling that she would soon see the light.

Thinking of this, she picked up the slowly walking Saffire, lifted her above her head, turned her around twice, and then jumped onto the patrol boat.

As night fell, Funina couldn't fall asleep while lying in bed. As soon as she closed her eyes, she would see the dead Marcelle. The wide-open eyes and the blood on the ground would always appear in front of her, making her toss and turn, unable to find peace.

At this moment, she finally understood what Saphir meant by poor sleep during the day.

Looking at Saffire lying leisurely in the cat bed, Funina got so angry that she pulled her up.

"I can't sleep, so chat with me for a while!" Funina said as if it was a matter of course.

Saphir was stunned: "Are you sick, sister? Why are you waking someone up to chat with you in the middle of the night?"

"Oh, just talk to me. I have a lot of things in my mind right now, and a lot of things I want to know. I can't sleep if you don't tell me." Funina begged, not mentioning the things she was afraid of.

Saphir was too lazy to expose her. He thought for a moment before asking, "So what do you want to know?"

"Everything!" Furninha said seriously, "Tell me everything you know!"

"How about I find some time to write a book? You can read it when you have nothing to do?" Safire rolled his eyes with a look of disdain.

Even though she was despised by her, Funina was not annoyed and waited quietly for what to come.

Safir knew that she would not be able to sleep tonight if she didn't say something, so after some thought, she decided to tell Furninna something that would pave the way for Furnicros' future plans.

"Then let me tell you what you care about most, about that...grand trial..."

Funina listened very carefully. Before she knew it, a long time had passed. It was late at night and a drizzle began to fall outside the window again. Saphir's slightly hoarse voice mixed with the sound of rain lingered in Funina's ears like the gurgling of a stream. She gradually closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep without knowing it.

She dreamed of a trial, in which she faced countless Fontaine people with serious expressions, all of whom looked at her with scrutiny.

But Funina in the dream was not panicked at all. She put her hands on her hips and greeted everyone's gaze with a smile on her lips: "There is not a trace of filth in my ideal. I will hit all of you.

The water god has never been necessary for Fontaine! The water god does represent justice, but justice is never just for the water god.

Here, the only thing that can truly make a judgment is the law.

You can even judge me! Praise my nobility and purity!

People of Fontaine, you are about to face a most special and grand trial, because you are going to judge me, your god: Funinna de Fontaine!

I have waited for this day for five hundred years! Please give me the most magnificent and brilliant curtain call! "

The scene in the courtroom flashed by, and the next second, she felt like she was dancing. Facing the flood that was like a natural disaster, everyone was screaming and running away, but she was dancing.

The disasters in the world became her background, and the surging sound of water became her accompaniment. The rain kept falling, forming lines and strings, but she did not stop. Even though her body had long been numb, even though the rain wet her clothes, her dance did not stop.

She saw countless musical notes and countless pure water elves. They surrounded her, dancing to her rhythm, and turned into an eye-catching landscape at doomsday.

"Saphir...will you dance with me in the future?" asked Funina, who was already in a daze.

Saphir did not answer. She just silently looked at Funina who had fallen asleep. Her tail, which had been wagging all the time, hung quietly beside her. She was silent all night.

Safir was not in a good mood the next morning. Funina was not a very good sleeper at night. She would put her legs on Safir in a daze. How could a kitten like her withstand such oppression? She was almost crushed to death.

After this incident, Saphir was extremely reluctant to be held by Funina while sleeping. Ying was still better, as she didn't move around when she slept at night.

In fact, it is not the case. Ying does not move because Saphir is in human form. Even if Ying moves, it is useless and he will be suppressed easily.

But this time, Saphir was in cat form, so he was naturally at a disadvantage in terms of strength, which was why he was suppressed by Funina's small arms and legs.

In the blink of an eye, a few days passed. During this period, Fontaine was calm and nothing special happened. Ying also took this opportunity to open Fontaine's teleportation anchor point.

Knowing Miss Louise's identity, Funina no longer takes her with her. After all, Saphir must need some private space. The same goes for Funina, so they no longer spend every day together.

But Furninna had no intention of letting Saphir leave. Perhaps, for her, being able to raise a Fatui executive was a great achievement. There was probably no one else in Teyvat who could do such a thing.

On this day, Safir welcomed a special guest. It is a bit far-fetched to call him a guest, it should be said that he was a former colleague.

Shuanghua, also known as Scaramuzi, looked at the black cat sitting on the table in front of him with a strange expression: "You... are Aurora?"

"If you don't believe me, then forget it. What are you doing here?" Safir was too lazy to argue with him and went straight to the point.

The corner of Shuanghua's mouth twitched. This way of speaking made him look like he deserved a beating. It must be that bastard Aurora.

But now the other party is in this state...

He shook his head: "Forget it, it looks like you can't help me in your current state."

"You underestimated me, didn't you?" Saphir rolled up a teacup with his tail and drank water gracefully. "Even though I'm a cat, I can do more than anyone else. How do you know I can't help you if you don't try?"

Seeing that she was not giving up, Shuanghua simply said, "Okay, if you want to know, I'll tell you.

This time I came to you because I wanted you to help me forge a sword. I know Kunfeng is under your command, so I wanted to ask him for help. You know, there are very few master craftsmen I can contact, and Ying won't help me, so I can only think of you."

"It's just a knife. Why mobilize a large force? I'll ask Fushe and Kunfeng to help you. It's not a difficult task." Saphir thought it was a serious matter and agreed without hesitation.

Unexpectedly, Shuanghua shook her head and said, "It's not just one, but many. I want to make up for the years that Inazuma craftsmen missed. Simple methods will definitely not work, so I came up with a new way."