Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

This chapter is really 7,000 words, because it is not easy to divide, so I put it together

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Three days had passed since the morning when Funina and Navrette had faced off.

During these three days, Funina's life trajectory was not particularly different from the previous few days.

Including the gossip that was going on in the opera house.

Those people had no respect for Funina, who sat in the highest seat in the opera house. One could even say...

They don't consider her their God at all.

Many times, humans can only see what they want to see.

When they can't achieve their goals through certain words...they will choose to ignore a lot of things.

They did not see that Chang Ming saved the lives of all the residents of Baisong Town under the instructions of Funina. They only saw the result that the executors of this "plan" were swept away by the Taihai water.

Or...

It's not that they can't see, but that they don't want to see.

Furninna's performance in public these days made them completely lose confidence in "getting a plan to counter the prophecy directly from the water god", so... they thought of some unconventional methods.

That's public opinion.

They wanted to use public opinion to pressure Funina, forcing her to make her plan public under pressure, so as to completely put to rest the uneasiness in their hearts.

History is a cycle. Human progress has never come from learning from "mistakes", but rather from the "pain" brought about by "mistakes".

Unfortunately...the "pain" caused by the "Cares Incident" and the "Intelligent Guard Machine Incident" was not inflicted on them, so they will make the same mistake.

Today, they still choose to use the so-called "public opinion" and "public opinion" to oppress others, but because the target of their suppression this time is the water god, they have never succeeded.

But conflicts will escalate and public opinion will spread.

In just three days, this situation continued to expand, and some rational voices were drowned out by the public's criticism.

And today...this contradiction broke out completely.

As usual, Funina sat in the highest seat in the opera house, fiddling with her cane absentmindedly, waiting for the intermission to pass.

The public was very quiet today, without the discussions of the past, but those looks that made her feel uncomfortable were still there, even more than before.

In this regard, Funina was a little hesitant, but finally decided to stay and watch the opera quietly.

She wanted to take this opportunity to explain why she had left during the intermission a few days ago.

After all...the two reasons of "can't stand gossip" and "find opera boring" have completely different effects on the public.

However, just as Finina was waiting patiently for the second half of the opera to begin...a man wearing a black gentleman's hat and a black suit suddenly stood up from his seat.

He turned to look at Funina, his golden eyes filled with anger and confusion, and he shouted loudly:

"Lady Finina! Why are you unwilling to make your plan public? Why do you just watch your people fall into panic?!"

"It has been five days since Lord Chang Ming disappeared! Five whole days! That Lord has not appeared since! Even the Mo Mang Office, which is usually very efficient, is almost shut down! What on earth are you doing?!"

"Even if it's a big move, you should at least tell us why?!"

Hearing this, Funina frowned slightly, then slowly stood up and said as usual:

"I said, you will know the content of the plan sooner or later, but not now!"

"As citizens under my jurisdiction, all you have to do is obey my orders and follow my arrangements, instead of being so rude to me!"

This kind of rhetoric has always worked in the past, but today... at this moment when public opinion has been fermented in a special way, everything is no longer what Funina is familiar with.

The man did not calm down temporarily because of what Furninna said, but continued to roar:

"Follow your plan? Haha... Do you want us to disappear into the sea water one by one like Mr. Chang Ming?!"

"You saved the people of Baisong Town, but why was it not you, the Water God, who carried out this plan, but the Regent Chang Ming?!"

"My noble God of Water, the God of Justice! Why couldn't you save the regent who was so loyal to you?!"

"Where is your divine power? Where is your strength? Aren't these things enough to save the Regent?!"

"Even the Regent can be sacrificed for your plan, so what about us?! Can we also be sacrificed by your plan at will?!"

The man's words accurately hit Funina's trap.

The girl's hand holding the cane trembled slightly, and her fair little hand gradually turned red, indicating that the girl's mood at this moment had been depressed to the extreme.

——It's like a bomb that's about to explode.

Chang Ming clearly saved so many people, why couldn’t they see it?

Why can they only see that Chang Ming is missing?

Why does everyone suddenly seem like a different person?

All this...why is this happening?

Funina lowered her head slightly and began to think about the main reason for everyone's changes.

However, before Furninha could continue thinking, accusations arose in the opera house.

"Right! Are we going to be sacrificed in this so-called plan?!"

"You've always said that you have a plan for the prophecy, but since Lord Chang Ming left... you haven't made any moves. Do you really have the ability to fight against the prophecy?"

"Lady Fu Nina...regardless of whether you have the ability to resist the prophecy, the work efficiency of Mo Mang Hall in this week...is really not commendable."

"Lady Funina, I hope you can give us an explanation, so that we can at least feel at ease."

The man who started it all was like a spark, igniting the dissatisfaction of most of the people present.

Some of their dissatisfaction came from the fact that the work efficiency of Mo Mang Hall was reduced due to Chang Ming's disappearance, and some came from the uneasiness in their hearts about the prophecy.

They used to rely on the gods as a matter of course, but when there were some flaws in the gods' protection...the first person they blamed was also the gods.

To them, it doesn't really matter what the facts are.

What’s important is whether the Mora in the hands of those merchants will be affected by the work efficiency of Mo Mang Hall, and what’s important is whether those frightened people can sleep well tonight.

They never thought about the people who had carried these things for them...

Never had a good night's sleep.

......

Funina looked with dull eyes at the people of Fontaine who were gradually beginning to denounce her, and for a moment she was at a loss as to what to do.

——This level of accident was beyond her control.

In other words... no matter what explanation she makes now, it's useless.

There was no way to quiet these people down unless she told them everything that her "mirror self" had said to her and the responsibilities she had assumed.

But this is not possible.

Thinking of this, Funina closed her eyes slightly, sighed softly, and then said:

“What a bummer…”

After saying this, Funina quickly left the opera house. As for the rest of the matter...just leave it to the Fontaine guards.

Since the situation is out of control, just give up and leave immediately, rather than letting the five hundred years of chess you have been playing be ruined in an instant. This is the best outcome.

......

When Funina walked out of the opera house, she looked at the rain which was obviously heavier than yesterday and sighed slightly.

At this time in the past... Chang Ming would always stand by her side, holding an umbrella for her, then carefully escort her back to Mo Mang Palace, and finally give her a cup of fine black tea.

But today...he's not here.

Funina looked at the somewhat empty left side of her, smiled bitterly, then turned around and held her umbrella and quickly headed towards Baisong Town.

The collection of building materials there was completed a few days ago, and with today's heavy rain, there will definitely be no one there.

so...

"Is it okay for me to go over there and stay quietly for a while?"

In the past five hundred years, Furninna has learned a lot, including the ability to regulate her own emotions.

If it weren't for this...I'm afraid she would have collapsed long ago.

After figuring this out, she quickened her pace towards Baisong Town.

She just wanted to be alone for a while and see if a miracle would happen there.

Just like those operas that symbolize "love", the dead prince was awakened by the princess' tears, and then they continued to live happily together.

Although she knew that her idea was nothing but a fantasy, but... at least thinking this way made her feel better.

......

Funina soon arrived at the pool at the bottom of Baisong Town.

She looked at the ruins around her, and a look of loss flashed in her eyes.

Regardless of why Chang Ming chose to rescue Baisong Town, let's just talk about his behavior.

——If it weren’t for him, she could hardly imagine how many people would have died here.

She looked quietly at the water in front of her, as if she saw "herself" in a holy white dress.

There was a light tinge on her eyes, and she spoke softly in her hoarse voice:

"I can't hold on any longer..."

"This time he blocked the evil intention for me, but what about the next time? Just a sign of disaster can take away the lives of an entire town..."

“Does everything I do really have meaning?”

"Where are you? Why... don't you show up and fix this?"

Finina looked at her own appearance in the water with tears in her eyes, as if she was asking herself, or as if she was questioning the "self" who had given her this inhuman responsibility.

"Give up...it's meaningless..."

"If disaster strikes again... everything I have done will be completely for naught..."

"It's my fault... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

"But what else can I do?"

Funina's vision became increasingly blurred, and she once wanted to squat down and have a good cry, but she knew very well that this was not a closed space.

——She is not qualified to do this.

"Funina..."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from behind her, which instantly made her hold back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes. She asked with a slightly trembling voice:

“Ah…! Who, who is it?”

At this moment, she was like a frightened deer, the kind that would run away immediately if she found something wrong.