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

In times of crisis, people's sadness, joy and anger are always so small.

Getting closer and closer to the finish line, the pressure is on.

Even if it is an extravagant wish that is too late to be fulfilled - since you have come to this world, you should travel to every inch of this beautiful world with the people you like, right?

Under that huge crisis, any obstacle is no longer prohibitive.

No one bothered them.

Go wherever you want.

There was no one chasing them.

Until the moment before the clock hits the clock.

They stepped into the territory of fire from the kingdom of water with the pace of chasing each other wantonly.

The cinnabar-colored soil breeds extraordinary vegetation.

The Queen of Fire was dressed coolly and was on a high throne. She looked down at the arena without any interest. The young girl who had defeated the dragon species who were proud of their strength met calmly in the center of the arena.

It has nothing to do with the audience's enthusiasm for the two dark horses.

The queen knew it all too well - that day, the two people were like intertwined butterflies and purple fireflies, walking together through the dense forest full of dangers and arriving at her jurisdiction.

They are basically a group.

I saw both sides in the final saluting each other under the guidance of the host.

With a sharp whistle, the host quickly left the battlefield.

And the two people got closer to each other.

Listen to the audience's increasingly thunderous cheers, how enthusiastic they are. The roars soar into the sky and the ground shakes faintly, giving people the illusion that the largest volcano in Natal will erupt due to enthusiasm——

But in full view of everyone.

The pair embraced each other briskly and began to kiss as if no one else was around.

Every bettor who placed a bet on this final lost everything.

Fortunately, the Queen, who has both ears and eyesight, bet on "Hard to Win".

Nanke and the skirmishers were just looking for the championship reward of the competition - the right to occupy the largest hot spring in Nata as a matter of course in the still cold season.

Of course, this was after knowing in advance that the sponsor had concealed the fact that the dormant volcano under the hot spring would erupt in the near future.

The fighting ended beautifully.

The young man still didn't want to finish, so he picked up his lover who had been kissed until his legs were weak, left behind the stunned audience, and flew straight to his own big hot spring.

Since they follow the rules of the game.

The Queen also chose to turn a blind eye, waved to the howling citizens, and left the stage happily.

Within a few days, with a loud noise like a volcano erupting, the gamblers who were itching to hate the situation changed their mentality to a good one.

I wonder why the volcanic eruption didn't have any impact on the surrounding area? While gloating and laughing at the phenomenon of current charging explosions.

That night.

At the Nata Market in the spring scenery.

The two beautiful lovers who were supposed to turn into ashes appeared in front of an apple stall in broad daylight.

People from all walks of life arrived at the scene belatedly.

The stall owner who was surrounded by people said: "I won't sell it anymore. I will sell it domestically and export it. Xumi Fontaine Rice Wife is waiting for delivery in several countries..."

After leaving Nata, Nanke and the skirmishers went to Mondstadt.

Visit the Fenglong Ruins and pay homage to the Holy Oak in Fengqi Land.

Accompanied by the God of Work, we walked to Musk Reef, witnessed the shell of the world being broken day by day, and went to the famous Love Island to watch the sunset.

Nanke's planned trip was in a hurry, but it finally came to an end.

Skirmishers sat with her on the rocks of the island.

Golden water surges beneath your feet.

Unexpectedly, Nanke thought that the skirmishers would ask casually where their next destination was as before.

But he put his hands behind his back, stared at the setting sun and said, "Tell me, where are you going to leave me?"

Nanke blinked slowly, his eyes moving from the red sunset to the faces of the soldiers.

The beautiful face was plated with a golden rim, which made the cold eyes glow with warmth.

"Not long ago, you were still preparing for the end of the world, but now you are running wild with me everywhere without any scruples, ha..."

The skirmisher pretended to be lighthearted and took a deep breath.

He lowered his voice and asked, "Are you going to be gone for a long time?"

The indescribable intuition that she was about to lose her appeared in his chest again at this moment.

More and more intense.

Like an invisible pointed cone, it drills deep into the flesh with every stroke.

The straggler's fingers that landed on the rocks curled up and tightened silently. The stinging pain caused by excessive force went from the fingertips to the organs, fighting against the illusory pain and trying to reach a balance.

"...The country collapsed," Nanke said for a long time, "Do you still remember the snow globe we got in the solstice?"

"It has something to do with that?"

Nanke carefully told the soldiers what Nasida told her.

The sunset is infinitely brilliant, covering the sea and sky.

Just like every minute and every second you spend with the people around you.

One side is crumbling.

On one side, even the remaining photos passed irretrievably.

When it comes to her desire to become the nourishment for the seeds of the new world with Dream.

The man who was still calm in his peripheral vision suddenly turned his head in shock.

Nanke insisted not to look at the stragglers, and looked far away at the sea horizon that turned from golden to fiery red.

The sun has almost completely set, leaving only a corner submerged by large fire clouds, like a paint disk knocking over the sky, and the dull colors swallow up the golden light bit by bit.

"...Albedo said, maybe I can use his method to move the tree out of the dream." Nanke spoke softly, not wanting to disturb the beautiful scenery.

"You just believe him that much?!"

Nanke's shoulders were pinched and he was forced to face sideways.

What caught his eye was a pair of pupils that were as purple as the twilight, and a touch of snow-cold cyan that tightened and trembled.

"What if it fails?!" the skirmisher asked.

Nanke weighed his words: "Maybe... you won't be able to come back?"

"You will die!" the skirmisher corrected firmly, his voice almost roaring.

Even in such intense emotions, his eyes were still as transparent as glass.

"Don't you want me to go?" Nanke tilted his head slightly and asked.

The skirmisher stared at her, gritting his teeth and making no sound.

Neither the gods nor the other descendants will allow Nanke to escape.

The consequence of refusing to hand over the tree is nothing more than the two of them fleeing together.

He doesn't matter.

But Nanke...

Will it do this?

She was never one to stand by and watch others suffer.

"If you don't want to go..." The strength of the knuckles became stronger and stronger, touching Nanke's brows that slightly frowned because of the pain, and the soldiers were startled.

Reading the answer from her still warm eyes, the chest that was used to breathing suddenly felt suffocated.

"Can't you...be selfish once in a while?" The soldier lowered his head and rested his forehead on Nanke's shoulder as if he was out of strength.

Just because she never knew how to be selfish, he would repeatedly refuse to object.

In an attempt to use such a move to stop the ever-expanding ominous premonition.

"Didn't you tell me that even if everyone died in this cage..." Skirmisher covered his face and spoke with difficulty.

"Is it just because those who want to save the world are not capable enough?"

Nanke looked at the hair swirls under his eyes. The short hair was blown by the sea breeze, soft and slender, constantly tangled and intertwined.

"Of course I am selfish, the country will collapse."

Nanke lowered his head to kiss the top of his hair, sinking his chin into the soft hair. When he breathed and spoke words, it felt like countless pecks.

"I have never told you how Nasida extended an invitation to me before she came to this world."

"Is it because of you?"

"I became an Adventer in the first place because I wanted to see you."

"That's why after I regained my memory, I couldn't get rid of you and followed you. I didn't dare not see you for a moment."

"Your world graciously accommodated my selfish desires, and I was redeemed by it."

"So," Nanke tilted his head and rested the side of his face on the top of the soldier's hair, feeling the slight trembling in his arms, like holding a wounded animal, "I should also give."

There are no exceptions.

To get something, you must pay a price.

That's fair enough.

Nanke is also as sweet as glutinous rice.

Such a bizarre world gave birth to a world of beautiful dolls in my arms.

How great would it be if it could continue to exist?

Nanke felt deeply honored to become the Adventer, and she also had the awareness to take responsibility. She was also aware of what she had done, but she was the only person she yearned for.

Maybe it would hurt him.

But it's okay.

Over the years, they have built the safe houses with their own hands, including Shadow, Nasida, and the Wanderer...all of them are there.

Skirmishers are no longer lonely.

If she confessed like this, the soldiers still refused to accept it.

Amidst the monotonous sound of the waves, neither party made a sound.

Nanke closed his eyes and began to focus his attention on sensing the statue of Fontaine in the distance.

Suddenly, the clothes around Nanke's waist were pulled.

"Don't leave."

Think he can't feel her little movements?

"Swear you will come back."

The skirmisher raised his head and glared at her with a vicious tone. The ends of his eyes were thickly red and eye-catching like a trace of blood.

"Otherwise I wouldn't wait for you forever."

He has waited for her too many times.

Nanke stopped the transmission, curled his lips and looked into the eyes of the skirmisher.

"Yeah, I swear. I'll definitely come back."

No matter how, no matter what form.

She will definitely come back to him.