Genshin: The god picked up by Fufu

When we left Navilette, the sun had already set on the mountainside.

The setting sun shone like blood on the Feng Danting.

Yurifas followed Funina, and the two stepped out of Momang Palace one after the other.

The orange-red afterglow fell on Fu Nina, making her look unique.

Yurifas was stunned, and an inexplicable emotion slowly expanded in his heart.

This emotion was something he had never experienced in the past hundreds of millions of trillions of years.

It's like eating an extremely sour orange. It's so sour that your muscles tighten and your expression becomes distorted.

But it's like eating extremely sweet honey. The greasy sweetness fills the heart and makes people feel extremely happy.

Euripas was puzzled.

What is going on with this inexplicable emotion? His heart would obviously be like stagnant water and there would be no more fluctuations tomorrow morning.

[You enjoy the seven emotions and six desires of others...]

Yurifas's eyes narrowed, feeling helpless.

Sir, you really gave me a good thing. I should be considered a human being if I have emotions, right?

"Hey, Yurifas, why are you in a daze?" Funina saw Yurifas staring at her blankly, and couldn't help but joked, "What's wrong? You keep staring at me...have you missed me?" Are you more perfect than a god like me? Are you impressed by my beauty and wisdom?"

"Well, indeed. I have never seen a god as approachable as Lady Funina." Yurifas came back to his senses and took over the words.

"Hahaha! Just so so!" Funina said with a happy smile, "I am the most impartial God of Justice. Although my country is famous for judgment, I...Funina de Fontaine, but The most loving and forgiving of gods.”

Seeing Fonina happily acting like a child, Urifas's dull expression finally changed. The corners of his mouth raised slightly. If you didn't look carefully, you would easily miss it.

However, Funina noticed it.

"Eh? You can actually laugh, Yurifas!" Funina said in surprise, "After getting along with each other for a day, I thought you and Villette were the same people who couldn't laugh."

"Is that so?" Yurifas raised his hand and touched his face.

It turns out that he would also smile unintentionally.

It turns out that he can also smile from the bottom of his heart.

Urifas put down his hand and changed the subject: "Ms. Funina, it's not too late now. Why don't we solve the food problem first? I'm a little curious about the food in Fontaine. I wonder what Madam Funina can recommend. Do you want to visit Fontaine’s specialties?”

"Oh? Hahaha! This kind of thing is a piece of cake for me. Don't worry, I will take you to taste all the delicious food in Fontaine." Funina said confidently.

"I'm looking forward to it." Yurifas nodded.

The stupid little god is extremely contented, and his mind is no different from that of a child.

But why... in the little god, he felt the same strange life force as the humans in Fontaine, and there was also a hint of curse-like power with an ominous atmosphere?

Let’s not mention the former, but what is the curse of the latter? Who dares to curse the gods?

Euliphas kept this matter in his heart silently.

The stupid little god is his first friend in this world, and he cannot ignore the curse on his friend.

Yurifas followed Funina to a huge hotel.

Depok Hotel.

The historic hotel in Fontaine was funded and built by the nobles of Fontaine. It is famous for its exquisite and luxurious Fontaine cuisine. Every chef in the hotel is extremely good at making cakes.

There was once a chef who was even more famous because he cooked extremely delicious cakes and was praised by Lady Funina, the Water Goddess.

That head chef also created the highest profit in the history of the Depok Hotel.

From then on, every head chef at the Depok Hotel must learn cake cooking skills, and their lifelong goal is to win the award from Funina.

Although Fu Nina often invites pastry chefs to Momang Palace to make pastries, they are only in the kitchen and cannot contact Fu Nina, let alone receive awards.

"Urifas, let me tell you, the dishes in this restaurant are very suitable to my taste, especially their limited edition windmill flower mousse, which I never get tired of eating." Funina waved her little hand and said excitedly.

"I'm looking forward to Lady Funina's recommendation." Yurifas cooperated.

"Humph! I won't disappoint you. I have the best aesthetics and the most selective taste in Fontaine. Ordinary cakes are not acceptable to me." Funina said proudly.

Yurifas was speechless. He really didn't know why the stupid little god was so proud about this kind of thing.

"Oh! It's Lady Funina!" The receptionist at the door of the Depo Hotel saw the familiar blue figure and ran over very attentively, smiling ingratiatingly, "Lady Funina's presence makes our restaurant flourish. Thank you so much, we are so grateful."

"Ms. Funina, are you here with your friends?" the receptionist said flatteringly.

"Prying too much about the gods is not always a good thing for mortals. Just do your part and let the chef follow the specifications of ten years ago." Funina waved her hand to the receptionist.

"Okay, okay, everything is as usual." The receptionist stopped talking and opened the door for Funina and Yurifas in a sensible manner.

Because of Funina's arrival, the chef's job was taken over by the head chef. More than ten chefs were transferred to another kitchen, and the dishes for the other guests were served later.

Fonina and Yurifas were enjoying Fontaine delicacies in an extra-large box.

……

Nobility is an inevitable class in every country.

Wherever there are people, there will be nobility.

As for Fontaine, there are eight nobles who rule Fontaine under the gods and the supreme judge.

The eight nobles are [Four Lords] and [Four Vice-Presidents]

The main nobles are the Duke of [De Kesdey], the Margrave of [von Sacribe], the Count of [Te Cadillac], and the Count of [Van Rolinka].

The deputy nobles are the Marquis of [Rochefort], the Viscount of [Siliacres], the Viscount of [Toulouse], and the Baron of [Gese].

Eight aristocratic families have monopolized the upper-level power of Fontaine, which has solidified the Fontaine power class for a hundred years.

At this time, the full moon was high and there was no cloud in the sky.

Kesdey Mansion.

This conference room, which had not been opened for nearly fifty years, lit up again.

At a rectangular table, eight family heads were seated according to their status.

A man with white hair and a very young appearance sat on the main seat.

He is the contemporary head of the De Casdey family - Hibbert de Casdey.

Although he is over fifty, he has an appearance that does not belong to his age, which is really surprising.

The two seats next to Hibbert were Sebelina, the owner of von Sacrib and Benz, the owner of Cadillac.

These two people are also over fifty but look young.

None of the three of them possess the Eye of God.

Sitting in the second position on the left is Leiblint, the head of the last family of the [Four Lords] - Van Rolinka.

He is the only young man among the [Four Lords], and he looks like he is only in his early twenties.

The remaining [fourth officers] positions are also occupied according to their titles.

Ilin, the head of the Rochefort family, was wearing a purple dress, which was incompatible with the dresses of the viscounts and barons below.

He looked embarrassed and his lips were a little pale.

The other family heads turned a blind eye to this, but Sebelina, who was also the Marquis, sneered disdainfully.

The sound of pindrops could be heard in the conference room, so Marquis Sebelina's laughter was particularly harsh.

However, the Marquis of Ilin only looked angry and embarrassed, but did not dare to take any action.

"Ahem, I believe you all know the reason why our eight families gathered together again." Hibbert said.

The seven people were silent. Hibbert was not asking them, and he didn't care about their attitudes because they had common interests.

All they can do is obey.

After all, Kesdeyi is the head of the eight families.

"Another outsider has entered Fontaine, and the other party has also been invited by our gods. This is not good news for us." Hibbert said.

"I still remember that two hundred years ago, the current Grand Inquisitor Navilette was also invited by our gods to serve as the Supreme Inquisitor of Fontaine. From then on, we became like civilians, being grilled on the law .”

"And our Lord of Ilyn is the victim."

Hibbert pointed at Yilin, whose face turned green and red, and it was as exciting as changing his face.

But Hibbert didn't care about Yilin's mood, he continued.

"On that day, we nobles lost our dignity. Villette pressed our glory to the ground and trampled on it. We ran away with our tails between our legs like stray dogs without an owner."

"Then, Navilette brought the foreign beauty Luxin into the center of Fontaine's power."

"We tried to resist, but unfortunately, we failed. We did not overthrow Navilette's dictatorship, and we also lost most of the control of the Shadow Chasing Court. Our power was further weakened, and we were once again at the mercy of others."

As he spoke, Hibbert suddenly stood up and slapped the table hard.

"Now! Another outsider has bewitched our innocent and pure god. He is trying to dictate to Fontaine, trying to suck our blood and eat our souls like Villette."

"Two hundred years ago, our ancestors withdrew and allowed Navilette to take over Fontainebleau. Fifty years ago, our fathers withdrew and let the nobles' dignity be trampled to the ground. Now, we can no longer retreat!"

"Behind us are our wives and children, and the inheritance of our ancestors. We have no retreat! We must fight and resist!"

"We want them to know that Fontaine is not something outsiders can get their hands on!"

"My colleagues, let us unite! I believe that under my leadership, we will be able to defend the glory of the nobility."

Hibbert spoke impassionedly, but who here is not a human spirit? How could one be aroused by such inciting words?

They knew Hibbert was just looking for a reason to rip a piece of flesh off their bodies.

Benefits are eternal.

However... a plan against Yurifas is still underway.

The conservative aristocrats are full of malice.