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

The evidence that Zhi Dong paid for with the lives of people all over the country was truly displayed in front of the eyes of all Tiwat.

"Looks like I have to go back to Mondstadt,"

Wendy was sincerely distressed,

"The popular Bard of Mondstadt is actually Lord Barbatos, the wind god who has retired for thousands of years! I can't even imagine how shocked the Knights of the West Wind will be."

"Heroes see the same thing." Zhongli agreed.

"Travellers and friends should also have seen this tree. I'll go find them and explain the situation." Abedo said.

"Then I'll go back to my wife?" Lei Qianqian was not at ease and looked at the stragglers for consultation.

The usually indifferent person glanced at her, rarely responded, and nodded slightly.

People left one after another, Nasida looked up at the tree for a while, and finally her eyes fell on the skirmishers:

"This tree seems to have taken root in the sea of ​​Fontaine a long time ago, and now it has begun to fulfill its mission of collecting souls and gradually appears. Its appearance shows that Nanke is still alive. If the country collapses, you can relax."

Feel relieved?

Although they are colleagues with no friendship.

But seeing everyone die without hesitation, it was hard to say that the stragglers felt relieved.

Too many people have made sacrifices for that inevitable ending.

I couldn't figure out the complicated emotions. For some reason, Nasida and Navilette left one after another, but the wanderer still stayed here, uttering an absurd murmur.

"The more souls collected, the closer the tree will be to completion. Does this mean that as long as everyone in Teyvat dies, Nanke can come back?"

Dangerous remarks made even Colombia look back.

Two figures appeared in her field of vision. Columbia realized it later, but found that neither of them was affected by her magic eye.

Columbia looked at the two teenagers who also wore hats and had similar body shapes and looks: "Who are you?"

"Scatterer." The skirmisher glanced at her and introduced himself in the simplest words.

Then he glanced at the Traveler, "What? You also want to imitate the Traveler and destroy the world once?"

"I don't think it's a bad idea," two pairs of purple eyes looked at each other in the shadows, and the wanderer lowered his voice, "Everyone will die in the end anyway."

If the two of them cooperate.

It might not be impossible.

"You have stayed with the Grass God for so long, and you are still so rebellious," the skirmisher mocked, "It is hard to change your nature, I really admire you."

"I just want Nanke to come back soon." Wanderer consciously said honestly.

"Go ahead and try." The skirmisher looked up at the trees growing out of the sea carrying light, his eyes narrowed in danger, "Let's see who kills first, or I break your neck first."

"You are as duplicitous as ever," the wanderer chuckled, "and I admire you."

"Na-" A pair of golden and red eyes suddenly approached the wanderer.

Columbia almost got under Wanderer's hat. Wanderer suppressed his displeasure and frowned, looking down: "What are you doing?"

"Will you accompany Columbia to Nata?" Columbia's tears had long been dried by the sea breeze. Now she smiled softly and poked his chest where he couldn't hear his heartbeat. "Columbia will help you realize your wish."

"……have a finger in the pie."

The wanderer stepped back with a slight scoff, turned around and left with the wind rising from the ground.

"I really don't understand you people." Columbia rubbed her eyes that were blurred by the sand and cried sadly, "Ugh, it hurts..."

Unable to find anyone to accompany her, Columbia took the flight to Nata alone.

After leaving the country, Navilette had no reason to continue to monitor her. After some thought, he sent an envoy to visit the God of Fire in Nata to explain the recent changes and the danger of [the girl].

Everyone has his place.

The world of skirmishers is once again clean.

The flowering period of the iridescent rose has not yet ended. Above the swaying soft colors, only the tree of dreams that holds the soul stays.

From then on, like the sun in the sky, it is allowed to be admired by every passer-by.

-

Half a year later.

Following the feat of Winter Solstice, the Queen of Nata also led her people to Fontaine.

"Are you going to stay and witness the end of Teyvat for Nata?"

“How can the flames continue to burn when the firewood is all gone?”

Kagami laughed and rejected Columbia.

As the queen waved her hand, the fire given by God turned all her people into dust and were buried in the sea with the wind and snow. She herself walked into Columbia's field of vision calmly.

As yet another nation gives its soul.

The Dream Tree became more solid, and its lush branches and leaves supported a piece of heaven and earth, shrouding the earth where monsters were becoming more and more rampant.

Columbia sighed alone and turned to the next country.

Next up is Mondstadt.

A part of the Mondstadt people stayed in place with the grand leader of the Knights of the West Wind, choosing to protect their homeland until the last moment. The other part was led by the acting leader and escorted all the way to the vast ocean of Fontaine.

"Amber and I stay," the blonde priest girl's eyes filled with tears, and she and the knight with rabbit ears bowed to Villette, "Although we are both human beings, we have the eyes of God, and we hope to persevere. You guys here do your part.”

"I want to wait for a friend here," Amber scratched her head and smiled sheepishly. "This is probably the last time we see each other. That... won't cause you any trouble, right?"

"Columbia doesn't want to leave either."

Columbia covered her eyes and turned to Navilette.

"I'm tired. I really want to eat cookies."

The reasons are insignificant.

The truth of the world has long been declared to the world by the gods themselves, and the remaining countries no longer need her to persuade them step by step.

Navilette nodded to them: "Welcome to Fontaine."

Years later, it was Liyue's turn to devote herself to the tree.

It is said that it was because all Liyue people insisted on holding the last Hai Lantern Festival before leaving.

Liyue has a large population, so they came in two groups. The first group was led by Qixing, while the second group was escorted by Zhongli and Immortal Liyue.

In addition to Zhongli, the people left behind also had Mandrill.

One day.

Fonina and the new little idol Miss Barbara finished the stage, and while she was sending Barbara back to the embassy, ​​she rushed to the window of Villette and knocked on the glass.

Villette's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he had to put down what he was writing in the middle of writing and open the window: "How did you get up here?"

In order to prevent Funina from coming to interfere with official duties at any time, he would not hesitate to climb stairs to work every day and moved his office to the third floor.

"I met a traveler and her boyfriend on the way and asked them to send me up." Funina said while climbing through the window unskillfully.

While Villette was holding her forehead, he had to give her a hand: "Is something wrong?"

"If it's Fontaine's turn to sacrifice his soul," Fonina leaned under the window and asked him without blinking, "then Villette, will you stay?"

Villette was stunned for a moment: "...I haven't thought that far yet."

After all, the tree grew in Fontaine, and it wouldn't be surprising if they stayed until the end.

"Start thinking about it now." Fonina urged, "I never thought about it before. I suddenly thought of asking you after talking to Barbara about this."

Navilette did not hesitate: "As the Dragon King of Fontaine, the ruler who inherits the power of the Water Country..."

"Okay, okay, stop it, I get it," Funina waved her hand to cover his face, saying in a dull tone, "It's such a suspense-free opening, so you don't even have to guess what's going to happen next."

Villette pursed her lips and said "hmm" before watching her straighten up and walk towards the office door.

"It's not that I can't guess your answer, I just want to confirm it. So..." Before leaving, Funina turned back and smiled at him, "Goodbye, Villette."

It was a little different from when he was in office. His smile was more cheerful, almost giving the illusion of being carefree.

The door closed softly, and Villette sat back down, picked up the pen, and wrote half of the pen on the paper, but failed to continue writing.

Funina said the word "goodbye" to him many times.

Maybe hundreds of times, maybe a thousand times. He hadn't paid attention.

But that goodbye just now...

But it was like the felt placed under the paper when stamping, bearing a profound weight and leaving some invisible imprints on his heart.