Original God's Dark Priest

"When we were on the water, I tried to sense the mark of the Fatal Flying Blade on Tartaglia, but unfortunately, he seemed very far away from us, yet also seemed very close. This feeling was very strange." The black cat in Alecino's arms said with a headache.

Alechino sighed softly: "Now? Still can't find it?"

Saphir shook his head. "I thought there was some kind of barrier in Mello Petersburg that blocked my senses, but now that feeling remains the same. It seems that it's not Mello Petersburg's problem."

"Let's not talk about the past for now. This time, it was you who sent Tartaglia here. If we don't find him, the rooster might take this opportunity to make trouble." Alechino was not worried about Tartaglia's safety. In her opinion, this person was very tenacious and it was impossible for him to die here.

But if the rooster takes the opportunity to do something, it will be a trouble for them.

Saphir was also a bit troubled: "The Hearth House was already sacrificed by that person. Now if he finds out that I am harming Tartaglia again...

The sacrifice ratio is going to increase again. Seriously, Sister Lei, do you think that old man with a big beard really cares about Tartaglia?"

"That's not important. What's important is Tartaglia and value." Alechino knew very well what kind of person Puccini was. If the other party really cared, the first thing he should do was to send someone to cooperate with us to find Tartaglia, and then take action.

Instead of taking action to gain benefits at the first opportunity, it is obvious that in Puccini's view, Tartaglia is not that important.

"But that Duckhead really respects the old man. He will be very uncomfortable if he finds out the truth, right?" Saphir felt a little sympathetic towards Tartaglia.

Alechino tapped Saphir's head and said, "Not liking to scheme doesn't mean you're stupid. Do you think he doesn't know about this? But from the beginning to the end, who gave him the choice?

He is just a poor man struggling in the vortex of fate."

As they talked, they unknowingly arrived at the deepest part of Melopentery.

"In the beginning, I found a way to leave Melopenerburg from here. If what Leosli said is true, Dadalia might have also taken this road." Saphir jumped to the ground and looked around carefully.

Suddenly, a severe headache came over him and Saphir froze in place.

Noticing her abnormality, Alecino ran over and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"Here... this is it..." Saphir murmured to himself, "The morning star in the deep water... Sister Lei, I can feel it. He is very close to us."

"Can we get him back? Or do we need to go over there?" Alechino felt that if possible, Saphir would have done it directly, but the fact that she did not take action meant that there was still a problem.

Saphir felt her vision blurry, and even Alechino's voice became distant. She realized that she was at a collapse node, and if she didn't get out of it quickly, she would be sucked to other places.

So it turns out that Tartaglia wasn't exactly escaping prison? He was being transferred.

Saphir understood and quickly stretched out his front paws to Alechino: "Quick... pull me out!"

Alechino moved quickly, bending down quickly, and grabbing Saphir's outstretched front paw with his black right hand. The next second, the whole space suddenly produced a wave, and the two of them fell directly into a bottomless ocean.

"Cough..." Caught off guard, Safir choked on a large mouthful of sea water. The salty and fishy taste filled her mouth. In a trance, she felt as if she had returned to the night of her prison break many years ago.

It is also the same sea water, and the dim light flickering around.

She looked up subconsciously, but did not see the sunlight. Instead, she saw a dark stone pillar bound by several chains.

"Abyss..." Seeing the stone pillar, Saphir was stunned. Behind her, Alechino was also looking at the stone pillar with a serious expression. The ominous aura entwined on the stone pillar was visible to the naked eye, and it was definitely not a good thing.

She made a prompt decision and took Saphir with her to get away, but they had only swam a short distance when they were sucked in by an irresistible force and were moved backwards towards the surface of the water.

Feeling this power, a hint of anger flashed in Saphir's eyes.

From the moment she entered this space, she tried to sense Tartaglia's position, but found that she could no longer sense it. In other words, the two of them had entered a dimension that had nothing to do with Tartaglia's position. This was extremely dangerous.

There is an alien space in Teyvat, but even in the sealed space at the bottom of the Chasm, she could locate the mark on Xiao, but this time she was completely unable to locate Dartalia.

In this space, there is a seal that is more powerful than the bottom of the Rock Abyss, so powerful that it blocks her perception.

There are not many people who can do this, but each one of them is difficult to deal with. If Saphir had to deal with it alone, she would not be particularly afraid, but Alechino was there too, and she was worried that the enemy she would encounter this time would be very difficult and might cause the other party to be injured.

While she was thinking about this, the two of them had already left the water and fell onto the ground in the distance. Alechino held Saphir and flexibly rolled to her feet, then she became alert to the surrounding environment.

Fortunately, there were no enemies at the moment, so they still had time to observe the environment.

"Are you worried about me?" Alechino could sense that Saphir was in a bad mood and asked.

Saphir did not deny it: "I just don't want to see you get hurt."

This answer made Alecino chuckle: "But that's not what I think."

She put Saphir down and looked up at the abyss pillars high up: "Remember the first time we fought together?"

"Of course, Kugavina is a tough guy, and you were seriously injured that time. Most of it was because you were defending me from the attacks." Saphir naturally remembered the first time they joined forces to fight the enemy.

Alechino nodded slightly: "Yes, later you told me that there was no need for me to defend you against her attack, because you were not that fragile, but... you were only that small at that time."

She pointed to a location with her right hand: "It's about this high, only up to my waist. I always feel that if you get hit, you might die. I can't help but want to take a few more hits for you, regardless of whether you need it or not.

The children in Hearth House all call me father, but you are different from them. You like to call me sister, as if this can prove that you are stronger and more mature than them.

But you forgot that an elder sister is like a mother, and even if she is your elder sister, she will stand in front of you and resist the impact for you, so you should not worry about me, but should concentrate on dealing with the unexpected situation that will happen next."

"Sister Lei... after leaving Hearth House... the enemies I faced were stronger than the last. You have never been deep into the abyss, so you may not be able to imagine what these things are like. I'm just afraid that you won't be used to them." Saphir said cryptically.

The abyss is extremely cunning. It will imitate the corresponding enemies according to different people. Saphir has never told Alecino a thing.

That was when she went deep into the abyss with Scaramucci, she killed countless abyss monsters that looked exactly like Arlecino.

Those were all things that the abyss materialized based on what she thought in her heart. From the very beginning, the battle with the abyss was not only a competition of physical strength and endurance, but also a journey of tempering the mind.

As the two talked, obscure fluctuations began to emanate from the abyss stone pillars. Then a purple-black figure gradually took shape and slowly walked in front of the two.

She was a girl holding a spear and wearing a white headband on her head.

The girl's pink hair was scattered, and her emerald green eyes stared at the shocked Alechino without blinking.

"Krevy...why...is it you?"

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"Are we already in the sea here? So this is what it feels like to be a prisoner in Fontaine." Little Pimen was sitting on the elevator, looking left and right with a look of curiosity on his face.

Madeline, who was traveling with them, had a complicated expression on her face: "You seem to be in a good mood. It's rare to see prisoners as optimistic as you."

"It's okay. We didn't commit a serious crime. We won't be locked up for a few days." Ying shrugged.

The elevator quickly reached the bottom and the three people walked out and came to the registration desk. Maretti, who had previously received Safir and the others, was still there.

She yawned listlessly. "It's Madeline. Why did I ask you to come down here today?"

"Lord Villet specifically asked me to escort these two prisoners. Maybe he doesn't trust anyone else to do it." Madeline spread her hands helplessly and expressed her guess.

Hearing this, Maretti couldn't help but feel a little sarcastic: "Oh my, it's great to be favored by a big shot like Lord Villette, but I can only face new prisoners here...

And there are some jailbreaks that look bad.”

"Prison escapee?" Little Paimeng widened his eyes, a little curious.

"Shh..." Maretti raised her index finger, "This is not something you should know. Well, I'm not in the mood to think about those messy things. As a small fry, I'd better not get involved in the affairs of big shots.

Instead of thinking about that, I might as well think about how to keep this month's salary. I can't stand being evaluated again later."

Madeline thought about it and suggested, "Well...you can try smiling service, maybe it can improve your business reputation."

Maretti was not interested in her suggestion at all: "Come on, come on... Every prisoner who comes here to register with me has a sad face. How can I smile...

And even if I smile at them, they will probably just think I'm a twisted sadist or something, right?"

"Hmm... that does sound reasonable." Little Paimon nodded in agreement.

Madeline was helpless about this. The working environment also determines the working attitude. It’s really not Maretti’s fault. If she came here, it probably wouldn’t be much better.

She nodded helplessly, then turned to Ying and Xiao Paimon and said, "Okay, then the handover is complete. You two should register here now, and Maretti will guide you through the subsequent procedures."

"Oh, leave it to me, and go back to that sunny world." Maretti said listlessly.

Madeline shrugged and walked away.

After she left, Maretti picked up the roster beside her: "Let me see... Ying and Paimon, right?"

The two nodded immediately: "That's right."

"Let me first confirm the charges and sentences with you. Your charges are..." Looking at the contents on the list, Maretti's eyes, which were originally narrowed slightly, widened a lot. She carefully confirmed it with some disbelief, and then said, "Without the permission of God, you ate the cake that the Envoy of Winter carefully prepared for the Lord God... causing the political core of Fontaine to fall into silence for a short time...

A sentence of… forty-five days?”

After reading it, she doubted her eyes a little. She looked at Ying and Xiao Paimeng carefully, and confirmed the content to make sure she was not mistaken.

At this moment, Maretti was a little dazed. This long list of charges made her unsure how to understand it. Was it what she wanted to understand?

Little Paimon was stunned when he heard the accusation: "Ah? Then the cake that Villette gave us is..."

"Based on this crime alone..." Maretti tilted her head, "You should be people who can do great things.

Considering how much Lady Funina has always loved desserts, what’s the difference between this and assassinating the water god…”

She really couldn't think of any other comment, but no matter what, these two people were indeed amazing for daring to eat Funina's cake.

Assassinate the Water God...

Hearing these four words, Ying instantly thought of the incident when Saphir assassinated Zhongli, and immediately felt that this evaluation was not bad, so she put her hands on her hips and puffed out her chest: "You have good taste!"

"Thank you for broadening my horizons, but I still have to complete the procedures to enter Melopentery." Maretti now completely understood. Being jailed for eating cake secretly was obviously not something that Funina would do.

In other words, these two people are similar to the two who just came here.

However, those two had very high status, and were said to be executives of the Fatui, so they came directly under the name of visiting, while Ying and Paimon were just stuffed in with a random excuse.

But their purpose of coming here is similar, which is to investigate the disappearance of the young master.

The disappearance of Dartaglia was no secret among the management staff of Melopentsky. After all, he was a special prisoner, so it was normal to pay more attention to him.

It is normal for Zhidong to send an executive officer to investigate.

As for Ying and Paimon coming here, Maretti guessed that it was probably arranged deliberately by Villette. After all, no matter how good the relationship between the two countries is, it is impossible to have no conflicts at all, so the bigwigs will definitely make preparations for both situations.

These two people are obviously a backup.

But...what does this have to do with her, Maretti?

She just needs to do her job well: "Please stand in front of that board, I will use the camera to take pictures of you."

This is something that every prisoner will experience when they go to prison, and Ying and Paimeng are no exception.

So, with Maretti's help, Ying and Paimon, the two funny guys, left their prison photos here and changed into prison uniforms.

Looking at the black and white striped clothes similar to those of a zebra, Ying's face looked unhappy.

Look at little Paimon again. Since there was no suitable size, the prison uniform he was wearing was temporarily modified from other clothes. It was not only rough but also wrinkled, which made him look extremely funny.

Seeing her friend looking so funny, Ying suddenly felt that her prison uniform wasn't so ugly after all.

After completing the formalities, the two of them followed Maretti to the patrol boat leading to the prison.