Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

The crowd became agitated after hearing Jiraiya's words. If someone said that he was a messenger sent by God, how could they believe it?

But now it has become a dilemma. How could a person drowning in the water let go of this life-saving straw?

It is like a microcosm of many worlds. In many stories of thousands of years, when people are oppressed to the extreme, there will always be someone who incites the people in the name of God.

During the reign of King Qin, the Chu State rose, King Chen Sheng, the blue sky was dead and the yellow sky should be established, the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was invulnerable to swords and guns by burning talismans and drinking water...

All it takes is a clever mouth. Don't think Jiraiya is not good at talking. Look at the disciples he taught.

Although this one is nothing new, it works well.

"We have lived here for generations! Whether it's the Church of the Lord or the Legacy of the God-King, they cannot oppress us like this!" Uncle Anpu, the village chief, was the first to raise his arms and shout.

Although he was already old, he still had a lot of energy and prestige, so after he had a leader, the people who followed him started to cheer.

They knelt down before Jiraiya one after another, "God's messenger! Please give us the divine decree! We will definitely stand with you and show our courage to the endless evil!"

Jiraiya shook his head and said, "The messenger of God is naturally not me, but the woman behind me who has protected you for more than ten years."

Jiraiya pointed at Candice, then turned around and half-knelt in front of Candice. Then, with steam coming out of his nose, he raised his eyes with his back to the villagers in great agitation.

What color would it be? White? Black? Oh, it should be light blue, right?

As Jiraiya was daydreaming about you, a white figure appeared before him.

"Ah! Fortunately, Paimon was watching you all the time, so I knew you had no good intentions!"

What Jiraiya saw was not Candice's, but Paimon's foot. Jiraiya is a very unruly guy. He was so arrogant just now...

"Paimon!" Jiraiya was so angry that his back teeth were about to break.

The villagers just looked at Jiraiya and Paimon in confusion, and then looked at the defeated Candice in confusion.

Rather than doubt, it should be questioning. They have always respected Candice, who has kept foreign enemies out for ten years.

Of course, until she is defeated, the victor takes all... people only respect the strong.

But the villagers quickly accepted it. After all, what they really cared about was not who the messenger of God was, they just simply wanted to cling to the thigh of a powerful man like Jiraiya.

Of course, Jiraiya did not expect these villagers to play any role. Even if those monsters were not powerful, they were not match for the old, weak and sick in the village.

All he needed was for the villagers to stop stabbing him in the back or running away. Just to stay together.

"Old man, what should we do now?" Candice asked, looking at the strange old man. Although he was revered as a messenger of God, Candice still saw it clearly.

The only hope for Aru Village is this extremely eccentric old man.

In response to Candice's question, Jiraiya immediately regained some composure and looked at Candice and the villagers, then solemnly said two words: "Surrender!"

"???"

As soon as these two words came out, all the villagers had a question mark on their heads. After all this trouble, they still want to surrender? Then what was the purpose of doing and saying all that just now!

The villagers were almost roaring! But Jiraiya just smiled and asked the villagers to prepare a banquet to welcome Mishale.

Outside the village, Mishal, who had swelled up like a monster, was still holding his son's body, in a daze, as if he had not yet come to his senses.

Outside the big tent, a guy with big ears walked into the tent with a righteous look on his face, staring at Mishal on the high seat with sharp eyes.

"Are you from the Order? How dare you appear in front of me!"

In just a moment, the huge head of Mishal turned into a huge dog's head, every tooth was stained with blood, and it was facing Tinari.

Looking at this terrifying posture, it seemed that he could tear the little Tinari into pieces in an instant! But Mishal stopped and stared at the bag on Tinari's waist with some hesitation.

There seemed to be some terrifying existence inside, causing his body to instinctively not dare to move forward.

"We are here to surrender. Lord Mishal, please keep your word and spare the people of Aru Village. If you agree, please come to the village square for a banquet."

Clearly, life and death were at stake in a split second, but there was no trace of fear in Tinari's eyes, and he conveyed his words clearly.

After finishing his words, Tinari walked out of the tent without looking back, and even Mishal, who was so irritable, didn't move a step. He just watched Tinari go away little by little without even saying a word.

"Surrender? It's a small village like this, yet you still dare to resist us?" Mishal gradually returned to his original appearance, with a stream of hot air coming out of his nose, as if to ease the embarrassment of his fear just now.

Before he sat back in his seat, a young man with gray hair and a stern face walked out from the shadows behind the tent. It was the clerk of the House of Decrees - Elhaisen!

Elhaisen was holding a book in his hand. The content of the book should be some extremely ancient text that could perhaps be traced back to the era of the Red King.

"I suggest you not to attend this banquet. If I'm not mistaken, this is a false surrender. You will face an ambush if you go." Elhaisen said coldly, without looking up, but quickly flipping through his books.

"Ambush? Hahahaha! Just those old guys, kids and trash?" Mishal obviously didn't take it seriously.

"You know the importance of Aru Village, so how could Azar, the great sage, not know? The reinforcements from the Order should have arrived."

Elhaisen was still the same, and didn't seem to care about Mishal's thoughts. To be honest, if it wasn't for the need for his brain, Mishal would have wanted to kill him long ago, given Elhaisen's arrogance!

"The Order? Who could be coming? I have the power of a god! I wish that bastard Seno would come quickly! I'm going to eat this dog alive!"

Mishal said as he hurried out of the tent, and Elhaisen didn't even look at him. This guy really didn't care whether Mishal lived or died...

After Mishal walked away, Elhaisen reluctantly stood up, stretched his muscles, and walked out of the tent.

The desert is such a disgusting place.

Sand was blowing everywhere. Jiraiya had actually set up the banquet in the open air square. The food in the bowls was covered with a layer of sand.

At the huge long table, there was only a tall white-haired man sitting upright, quietly watching the monster Mishal coming with a large group of people to surround him.

(It was down for a few days due to special circumstances, but now it has returned to normal.)