Original God's Dark Priest

Dust Song Pot.

It has been several days since Alechino woke up from her coma, but because of the side effects of the Fire in the Bottle, she still feels a splitting headache from time to time, so she has been resting in Saphir's room all this time.

The Hearth House had long been accustomed to the days when the father was away, and nothing went wrong; everything went on in an orderly manner.

Rosalin came here that day.

Seeing Alechino leaning against the head of the bed in yellow clothes, Rosalin's eyes flashed with surprise.

"I thought you were always meticulous." After entering the room, Rosalin looked around. There was nothing special in Safire's room except for a handmade music box on the desk.

Alechino rubbed his brows and said, "I am not a machine, so I will naturally relax sometimes. But you... why did you suddenly think of coming to see me?"

Rosalin opened the curtains to let in the light from outside, dispelling the dim atmosphere in the room. She said, "I'm a little curious. Where did you go? Why did you suddenly become unconscious for so long?"

"To be honest, I don't remember. I just vaguely remember going to a place with Saphir. I have no impression of what happened afterwards." Alechino recalled carefully, then shook his head weakly.

This made Rosalin a little embarrassed: "Didn't you find the young master?"

"I don't know." Alecino said truthfully.

The two stared at each other for a long time before Rosalin broke the silence: "So... now that guy is missing with the young master, but since she has a way to send you back, she should be able to come back by herself."

"That should be the case. Perhaps she sent me back because I would be a nuisance if I followed her any further." Alechino frowned in thought.

But Rosalin stared at her and said, "Don't you think your symptoms look familiar? Coma, amnesia, just like..."

"I drank the fire in the bottle." Alecino did not use a question but a statement. She was very sure of what happened to her.

Rosalin nodded slightly: "It has touched upon a secret."

"She has a lot of secrets, so it's not surprising that she turned out like this." Alechino lifted the quilt covering her legs and got out of bed.

She shook her head while slipping on a pair of cotton shoes. The light yellow dress showed her gentle temperament, but when this temperament was put on Alechino, the only thing left was horror.

Rosalin had a complicated expression: "I didn't expect you to have clothes like this."

"I didn't have any at first, but I suddenly got it a few days ago." Alechino frowned slightly, and it was obvious that this topic made her a little embarrassed.

This skirt and cotton shoes were actually made for her by Noel. It was impossible for Alecino to put them on on her own initiative, so she was forced to put them on by Noel.

That was not a very pleasant memory.

According to Noelle, she is now a patient and can no longer wear those rigid and tight clothes. She needs to wear loose clothes made of soft materials, which will help her recovery.

Not only that, she also collected the clothes that Alecino had changed out of, saying that she had taken them away to wash, and she has not returned them to date.

This is also the reason why Alechino has not left the Dust Song Pot until now.

She really didn't want to appear in front of the children of Fireplace House wearing such a little girl's dress. A father should be dignified, and it was enough for her sister to do similar things.

Seeing that Alecino was silent, Rosalin raised an eyebrow: "What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about that maid...she..." Alechino searched for adjectives in her mind, and finally found that there was no suitable one to describe her. She sighed, "I'm not very good at dealing with her."

"Noelle? That maid is quite approachable. I thought you two would get along well." Rosalin was a little surprised.

Alechino shook her head. According to her personality, she could get along with anyone, including Noelle, but... that was only if something like this didn't happen.

Now Alechino had no idea how to face the little maid.

"Looking at her, it seems that her status here is extremely high. Everyone who speaks to her is always polite. Is she that strong?" Alechino asked the question that concerned her.

This made Rosalin a little unsure of how to answer: "How should I put it... In the Dust Song Pot, rules are more important than anything else. Saphir is the maker of the rules, and Noelle is the executor of the rules.

It has nothing to do with strength. This little maid is like the chief steward in the pot. No one will offend her, not to mention that she is often the one who is most reasonable. "

Yes, as long as the rules are followed, Noelle won't say anything, but if the rules are not followed...

Even Saphir would suffer. She really suffered, and so did Ying.

Precisely because of the two previous examples of Safir and Ying, everyone in Hu is very well behaved.

No matter whether you are one of the Seven Stars of Liyue, the Geo Emperor, or the Thunder General outside.

Once in the pot, there were just Resident One and Resident Two.

"It's pretty good. A place that is willing to reason is a good place." Alechino nodded slightly and made such an evaluation.

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After Sephiroth dealt with Saphir, he drew out his sword and began to slowly wipe the blood off it with his sleeve. His hair was very long and his bangs covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression.

But his tight lips showed that he was not in a relaxed mood.

Killing his sister with his own hands was also an extreme pain for him.

"Hmm...are there any guests here?" Just when he was feeling heavy-hearted, a figure staggered in and disappeared into the shadows. "The air is filled with the smell of blood..."

He took a deep breath as he spoke: "Ah... What a rich fragrance... It reminds me of Filigus who turned into cherry blossom rain many years ago..."

"What are you doing here?" Sephiroth asked coldly, seeming a little impatient with this uninvited guest.

The man laughed and answered honestly, "The boss was worried about you, so he asked me to come and take a look. It seems that you have solved it? You are not injured, right?"

"Are you worried about me, or do you not trust me? Or are you expecting to see me here half-dead... or already dead?" Sephiroth raised his sword, looked at the extremely sharp blade, and nodded slowly.

The man slowly walked out of the shadows, revealing a hideous face. His face was covered with scars. One scar ran through his entire face from his left eye and spread to the corner of his right eye, almost destroying both of his eyes.

The long ice-blue hair fluttered casually behind her, moving without wind, like a blazing fire.

He stared at Sephiroth in front of him and said provocative words in a teasing tone: "Of course I hope you die quickly, but unfortunately, if I only see your corpse here, it means that I am not far from danger.

Sephiroth, I am really glad that you are still alive and standing here, but of course... I am even happier about that thing."

As he spoke, he looked at Saphir, who had fallen to the ground with no vital signs, and walked over: "This must be the intruder, right? Tsk tsk tsk, a sword pierced his chest, so decisive, it makes me tremble..."

"Largo, if you come here just to talk nonsense, I don't mind adding a few more scars on your face." Sephiroth spoke immediately when he saw him wanting to step forward.

The man named Largo stopped and turned his head 180 degrees without warning to look at Sephiroth behind him: "The boss said that Filigus is back and is here to find you, so he asked me to come and see, he is afraid that you can't beat him.

But if you can't beat me, wouldn't I just be dying here? So my understanding is that he thinks you can't be trusted."

"I have already killed Filigus, what else is there to worry about?" Sephiroth pushed Largo away, not letting him get close to Saphir's body. "I will do what I should do, but don't try to do anything to my sister's body. This is the bottom line."

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a touching brother-sister relationship... What a pity, she is already dead. She died once, and now she dies a second time... Will there be a third and fourth time? It's really exciting..." Largo dodged a sword beam before he could finish his words.

Sephiroth stared at Largo coldly, the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and another sword light shot out, scaring Largo into dodging in haste again.

"Filigs broke into this place, killed the Dark Demon Aisen, and was then killed by me. That's the situation, you can go now." After saying that, he picked up Saphir's body, opened a dark portal, and stepped in. "Now, I'm going to bury her. Anyone who wants to attend the funeral is always welcome."

"Tsk..." Largo curled his lips as he watched Sephiroth leave, "Sick guy..."

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In the restricted area of ​​Melo Petersburg, Leosli brought Ying and little Paimon to the gate.

"Here is what I want to tell you, the biggest secret of Melo Petersburg, the real restricted area." Leosli looked at the gate in front of him with a solemn look in his eyes.

Ying has been pestering Leosley these days because of Saphir's disappearance, thinking that he must have done something.

Leosley couldn't persuade her, so they made a bet and had a boxing fight in the ring. Whoever won would promise the other a favor.

If Leosli wins, Ying will have to stay in jail until she is released after serving her sentence.

And if Ying wins, Leosli will have to confess everything.

Now that several people appear here, the result is obvious.

Ying defeated Leosli.

In fact, her victory was not glorious. She relied on the mixed flames on the Chalk Sword to suppress Leosli's ice element and then won.

Of course, if it were just that, Leosley wouldn't have brought her here so easily.

The main reason was that Ying assisted Xigwen in handling a work-related accident.

Someone in the work area had his arm broken due to improper operation. The medical conditions in Mello Petersburg are not very good. Although a person can be washed and bandaged, the broken arm of the injured person cannot be restored.

At this moment, Ying stood up. She used the mixed flames on the Chalk Sword to separate the fire of life containing the power of Saphir and successfully treated the wounded. This action made Leosli completely identify with her.

Although Ying was the person arranged by Villette, Leosli never completely believed her from beginning to end. After all, she was a foreigner, and in Leosli's eyes, such a person was not so reliable.

Considering Ying's actions in treating the wounded, Leosli thought that it would not hurt to trust this traveler.

With this feeling, Leosli brought Ying and Little Paimon here: “After taking over Mello Petersburg, I have always been concerned about what is behind this door.

It is unwise to open it rashly, but not exploring what is behind it is also allowing hidden dangers to arise.”

As he spoke, he brought the two of them closer and said, “Since I took over Melo Petersburg, the dashboard on the gate has not changed, but in the past year, its pointer has quietly moved, I’m afraid some data has changed a little.

Nothing has happened so far, so I haven’t thought too much about it, but a lot has happened recently, so I can’t help but start to think more. What do you think it could be?”

Ying stared at the slightly trembling needle and guessed, "Water pressure?"

"Well, it's a reasonable guess. I've thought about it. It's not that conventional." Leosli nodded and confirmed Ying's guess. "The temperature will change with the climate. Compared with the temperature, the water pressure is more likely.

We did some tests from the outside, trying to increase the pressure, but it was not affected. Later, I thought of another possibility, which was related to the original fetal sea. Based on this conjecture, I started to prepare.

Do you remember the last shock? After that shock, the deflection of the pointer was visible to the naked eye.

Combined with the information brought back by Clorinde, we can now be sure that this index represents the concentration of the original fetal sea water."

"Concentration? But this is the bottom of the sea..." Little Paimon found it unbelievable.

Leosli sighed, "That's the problem. We are at the bottom of the sea, and the seawater has quietly deteriorated. Fetal seawater is mixed in, and the concentration is still rising."

"Sure enough... fetal water has started to mix into the sea water." This conclusion has been put forward long ago and can now be said to have been confirmed. Although Ying was mentally prepared, she was still a little panicked.

Little Paimeng scratched his head: "But, let alone the two of us, even Villette and the others don't know where the original fetal sea is, and where the fetal water comes from..."

Little Paimon suddenly covered his mouth in surprise while speaking.

A possibility occurred to her.

Looking at the little Paimon who was covering his mouth with a look of fear, Leosli nodded slightly: "You seem to understand.

I think that the original fetal sea is below this gate. For some reason, the fetal sea water behind the gate has begun to rise sharply and is now very close to us.

The dashboard is now red, and although the gates are still there, the fetal water has leaked through part of the seabed and mixed into the ocean.

If this continues, it will soon be unable to hold back the water below."

"If the original fetal sea is leaking... once the valve is lost, Fontaine will be finished." Ying thought about it and felt that it was indeed a disaster that could not be ignored.

Leosli smiled bitterly: "Yes, the Taihai Sea comes from the original Taihai Sea. This is the legend of Fontaine. If this place is completely lost, all the people in Fontaine will turn into water overnight."

"It's so weird, why was Mello Petersburg built right above the original Fetal Sea Gate? Who built this place?" Little Paimeng felt like he was having trouble breathing.

Looking at the confused Paimon, Leosley crossed his arms and said, “Your expression seems to be trying to guess how complicated this matter is. To be honest, it may be simpler than you think.

It’s just that, before I rediscovered this secret, no one in Fontaine knew the secret of the restricted area.

There is no traditional founder of Melro Petersburg. These rumors are also left by the people who gathered here in the past.

When the previous water goddess Egolia was in power, people from Fontaine who committed crimes would be exiled, and people would drive away the criminals like a pack of wolves expelling a single wolf.

Criminals were usually not offered any form of sympathy and were banished to a desolate seaside setting to experience hardship, cold and suffering.

Some people began to change their ways, prayed to the sky, and asked the water god if there was anything else they could do. The water god took pity on their desire and said: Go to the bottom of the sea and guard my secret.

Then, with the help of the water god, they gathered at the bottom of the sea and began to build a fortress for many people to live in. They gradually attracted more people.

As the number of exiles increased, more people followed their old path. Before the first group of members died, they left the then incomplete Melropeburg to other exiles.

The water gods of previous generations sent help from afar to help the exiled fortress grow stronger. Located in Haiti, far away from the sun, Fort Melo Peter became the only habitat for sinners.

So people here don't call Melopenburg a prison. They believe that they are atonement for their sins, and one day when their sins are paid for, they will be free again.

But later people gradually found that Mellow Petersburg was a lonely place. They got used to the life here and gradually became unaccustomed to the water world.

After serving their sentences, some left, while others stayed, taking up sinecure jobs and allowing their withered souls to perish along with the ancient secrets.

Hundreds of years have passed, and few people remember why Melro Petersburg appeared. They just think that this place has existed since ancient times and is where criminals should go. "

"Does Safir know this?" Ying suddenly asked.

Leosley looked at her for several seconds, then suddenly chuckled, "Of course she knows, and she is most opposed to treating this place as a prison."