Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

In the prophecy recorded in the Forbidden Knowledge, Ying killed everyone in Teyvat.

The reason why Ying wanted to destroy the world is not yet known.

However, there are discrepancies between the prophecy and the current situation, which may indicate that the world they live in has been modified by a survivor who has returned from the apocalypse without even realizing it.

Maybe it's empty.

——All the above speculations by Nanke and Nasida are based on "the prophecy is absolutely credible".

Therefore, it is imperative to investigate the credibility of the Teyvat prophecies.

"Teyvat's first important prophecy, 'Double Star Arrival', has been fulfilled, so I screened out another prophecy that has not yet been fulfilled."

At the junction of the desert and the rainforest, Nasida, who was busy with her busy schedule, conveyed the purpose of her trip to Nanke through the mouth of Lambaris.

"About the prophecy that 'Fontaine will be flooded'. It is also about the disaster. I feel the mystery similar to forbidden knowledge. If it comes true, we may have to try to contact the Abyss Order to get in touch with the mysterious blood relative. See you again."

"If I find any clues, I will contact you through dreams as soon as possible." Nanke said to Nasida.

"I wish you good luck on your trip."

Nacida's voice gradually faded away, and the four-leaf seal disappeared in Lambaris's eyes.

Lambaris woke up and looked around confusedly: "King of Grass, has left?"

"You should also go back to Huana Lanna," Nanke put down Lambaris. "It's been a hard journey. Everyone in the nursery misses you very much."

When Lambaris heard this, the leaves above his head drooped slightly. He glanced at the person behind Nanke before nodding reluctantly: "Then, Lambaris will go home."

After watching Lambaris disappear into the rainforest, Nanke relaxed and turned around.

The skirmisher was waiting for her with his luggage on his shoulder and his arms folded with a sullen expression.

One meter away, beside the skirmisher, a few strands of gauze were fluttering in the wind, and the wanderer was also looking at her.

From Sumeru to Fontaine, they need to cross the vast desert of Sumeru, and he was sent by Nasida to escort them.

"Let's go." Nanke smiled lightly, and the huge wings suddenly spread out behind her.

Based on their distance, including the time needed for rest, it would take them two days and one night to reach the Fontaine border.

It was winter, and there were no storms in the desert. The view was much better than when Nanke and Kawei came here last time.

The disadvantage is that it's a bit cold.

In the evening, they camped in a wind-eroded area that was relatively sheltered from the wind. After replenishing water and food, Nanke took the skirmisher and checked the wounds again. After walking out of the tent, he saw the wanderer sitting on a stone with his head down in a daze.

When he heard her coming out, the wanderer raised his head and looked at her with complicated eyes.

"Want to go into the tent and rest?" Nan Ke paused and walked towards him, "It's okay now that the country has collapsed."

The wanderer glanced at the tent and pursed his lips: "No need."

Just now the skirmishers deliberately made strange noises.

He didn't want to go in and be offended.

The starry sky in the desert was bright, pure and spectacular. Nanke walked to the wanderer and sat down, looking at the undulating sand dunes and the Milky Way hidden in the distance.

"Are you still unable to accept the relationship with the collapse of the country?" she asked.

The wanderer's eyes flickered and he didn't answer.

"What he did in the dream at that time was because he didn't want you to be trapped by the past like him," Nanke carefully considered his words, "Those pasts had restrained him for too long, and he didn't want you to become trapped in the past after getting the same memories. as same as him."

"I know, that's why I accepted his arrangement and stayed in Sumeru." The wanderer muttered.

The past events of the current life flooded into his mind, grief, regret, hatred...

Too many strange emotions that did not belong to him became a part of him, but the longing that only belonged to him and died in vain was wrapped up in it, but became inconspicuous.

I thought it was inconspicuous.

When I saw Nanke again, the indescribable sourness came back to me all over again.

But just seeing the memory became so painful for him.

And the stragglers who actually experienced it all.

The person who is more qualified to be saved is obviously not himself.

"I'm sorry, Nanke," the wanderer lowered his bamboo hat and hid his expression firmly in the shadows, "I was careless before and caused you trouble... I never had the chance to apologize."

Nanke was amused by his words: "What trouble have you caused us?"

The wanderer murmured: "Of course..."

It's a very complicated, emotional thing...

"Guobeng showed that he doesn't like you because he knew your identity from the beginning, but you are different. You are innocent," Nanke said warmly, "On the contrary, we should apologize. He was inexplicably cruel to you, and so was I. It wasn’t made clear at the beginning.”

"That's not what I mean, Nanke, I..."

The word "like" stuck in my teeth and I couldn't get it out.

hateful.

The wanderer hated himself for not fighting and bit his lip.

If it was him before he got the memory, he would definitely be able to speak out openly.

It's all that Skirmisher guy's fault...

"What is it?" Nanke asked after hearing him remain silent for a long time.

The wanderer clenched his fists, turned his head and said stiffly: "...It's nothing."

Nanke felt a slight headache.

I haven't heard that after gaining memories, wanderers will also suffer from the same bad habits as stragglers, right?

In her impression, the self-contained character Wanderer is quite talkative.

Nanke thought for a long time, put his hands on his sides, and looked down into Wanderer's hat: "Wanderer, can I take off your hat for a while?"

"Eh?" The wanderer was surprised.

"If you mind, I won't pick it off," Nanke said.

The wanderer lowered his head and stared at the gravel at his feet. He was silent for a moment and nodded dully.

Nanke carefully and solemnly opened the shugenja's bamboo hat and placed it next to his hand on the other side.

The young man whose face was exposed under the starlight seemed to be uneasy, with unblinking long eyelashes and half-lidded purple hibiscus eyes.

Nanke raised his hand and placed it on the hair on top of his head, like caressing a cute little animal, rubbing it gently.

"Wanderer, you're a good boy."

It's comfort. The tone was almost sighing, full of tenderness and emotion.

The wanderer's fingers suddenly pinched deeply into his palm.

She clearly saw him showing his true nature in the dream and provoking the stragglers.

And he said something like this...

The wanderer didn't dare to raise his eyes to see Nanke's expression.

He thought that he would be unable to help himself and show his uncontrollable ugliness in front of her.

For a long time, the wanderer felt the strength on the top of his head, his cheeks were slightly warm, and he hesitantly raised the azure gemstone on his chest: "Nanke, do you want to see my eye of god?"

"May I?"

"Ah."

Nanke took the gem handed over by the wanderer.

Heavy, warm and slightly cool.

She raised it above her head and observed the stars carefully.

At this time, the wanderer finally dared to look sideways and look at her face openly.

Soft and delicate eyebrows, the profile of the face is smooth and thin.

The black eyes reflected the starry sky and gems, pure and bright.

Makes people's hearts tremble.

Heartbeat wavering.

Contentment comes from the heart.

Fall in love with this person.

Definitely, forever and ever.

It can't be a bad thing.

The wanderer plucked up his courage a little and opened his mouth: "Nanke..."

"How long are you going to talk?"

A voice suddenly emerged from the tent, and its indifferent voice interrupted the perfect atmosphere.

Nanke turned around and saw the stragglers opening the door and coming out. He was surprised: "The country collapsed? Did it bother you?"

The skirmisher snorted lightly, saw the Eye of God in her hand, and flicked his eyes sideways, landing on the wanderer's face.

Their eyes collided, and the wanderer's eyes instantly darkened.

But then, as if he wanted to hold Nanke's hand, he raised his hand and paused lightly in Nanke's hand, taking back the Eye of God.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault for occupying Nanke for too long." The wanderer showed an apologetic look on his face and said with a smile, "Nanke, you should also go and rest. I will keep vigil by myself."

The straggler's eyebrows instantly twisted into knots.

This guy……!

"I'll also come to watch the night."

Just as Nanke was about to speak, the skirmisher suddenly interrupted her in a serious tone.

"is that OK?"

He even gave her a sullen look.

It was as if if she dared to have any objection, knives would shoot out of her eyes.

Nanke glanced at the wanderer, nodded and stood up: "Then I'm going to rest. If you are tired, call me at any time and I will take your place."

"The country is collapsing," Nanke warned as he passed by the skirmishers, "Stop fighting with the wanderers, okay?"

The skirmisher was furious and could not bear to pay any attention to her.

After the people behind him got into the tent, the skirmisher looked at the wanderer who slowly picked up his bamboo hat: "Do you think I'm dead?"

"Please don't say anything that makes Nanke sad, Mr. Shanbing." The wanderer adjusted his bamboo hat and looked at him with a jingle, and said softly without any sincerity, "We are not all the same, we are immortal. A doll?"

The stragglers narrowed their eyes and looked cold.

After staring at the wanderer for a moment, he suddenly squeezed out a trace of determined interest, turned around and sat on the stone and looked at the stars: "Forget it, it's up to you. If you can seduce her, it's your ability."

"Then I would like to thank you in advance for your blessing."

The Wanderer touched the Eye of God on his chest and smiled politely.

Rolling his eyes, he said again,

"Ah, by the way, Skirmisher, the long night is very boring. Why don't you perform that one again - 'Baalzebul, I have become a god'?"

Someone maintained a cold posture.

The back molar cracked loudly.