Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

Tartaglia clenched his hands, and the purple arcs of electricity that were constantly folding around him quickly condensed in his hands, eventually forming a pair of purple swords.

Almost at the moment he clenched his two swords, Tartaglia turned into a purple lightning and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The security machines that were originally attacking him completely lost their target because of his disappearance and began to look around.

The next second, a purple lightning broke through the quiet air in the opera house, accompanied by the sound of electric sparks, and a large number of security machinery fell to the ground.

He looked at the security machines in the distance, grinned, and then turned into thunder and rushed out again.

The weapons in Tartaglia's hands were sometimes double swords and sometimes double-headed spears. At this moment, he looked like a warrior honing his skills in the training ground, rather than a wanted suspect.

In just a moment, the security machinery that originally filled half of the stage instantly turned into a pile of metal wreckage.

With the evil eye fully activated, Tartaglia stepped on the metal wreckage and looked at the security machines that kept pouring onto the stage from both ends of the stage, a look of impatience appearing on his face.

He raised his head slightly, and his eyes hidden by the red mask stared at Chang Ming intently, as if issuing a declaration of war.

But...he was in no mood for a friendly exchange with the regent because he had to escape.

"Drink!"

Following a low shout from Tartaglia, lightning mixed with a hint of black suddenly appeared on the stage.

The lightning gradually entangled and condensed around his hands, eventually forming pieces of pitch-black armor.

Chang Ming felt the gradually rising momentum, and without any hesitation, he drew the long sword from his staff. In an instant, he jumped up from the prosecution seat, turned into a ray of lightning and rushed towards Tartaglia who was using the "Demon King Armor".

boom--

The pure purple lightning collided with the electric arc tainted with a little bit of the power of the abyss. A violent explosion sounded above the stage, stirring up layers of thick smoke, making it impossible to see the situation on the stage clearly.

"Chang Ming!"

Furninna suddenly stood up and exclaimed.

At this moment, she no longer cared about her image as the water god, and kept praying in her heart that nothing would happen to Chang Ming.

Ding——Bang——

Accompanied by a sound like breaking glass, a figure slowly walked out of the thick smoke.

"Guards, escort the suspect Tartaglia to the fourth floor of the Melo Petersburg, and tell the Duke that this guy... must not be released without a joint document between me and Villette."

The calm and familiar voice came from the thick smoke, which made the originally nervous Funina feel relieved instantly.

"Huh... Chang Ming is fine..."

She patted her chest gently, then slowly sat down on the chair.

At the same time, Clorinde put down the gun in her hand, looked at Funina beside her thoughtfully, and then looked at the figure in the smoke, as if she was thinking about something.

When the smoke slowly dissipated, everyone could see only Tartaglia lying on the ground, and Chang Ming standing beside her with a calm expression.

After a brief silence, cheers suddenly broke out in the opera house.

"Today we witnessed history three times! The regent Chang Ming took action! He killed the executive officer instantly!"

"Oh my god... I originally thought he was a civil servant specializing in clerical work, but it turns out that he is so powerful in combat?!"

"How much strength does our regent have hidden? Is this the power of the water god's followers?"

"This is just Chang Ming. If we add Lord Villette... do we really need to worry about the prophecy?"

Listening to the discussion of the audience, Chang Ming shook his head slightly. A flash of lightning appeared in his hand, and he used the traction between the elemental forces to pick up the broken evil eye.

"This sword actually shattered the evil eye directly?"

Chang Ming was a little surprised for a moment.

He didn't have the same powerful elemental power and strong control as Villette, so... he originally thought he would have to fight with Tartaglia in the Demon King's Armor state for a few moves, but...

As a result, the source of elemental power that Tartaglia used to support the changes in the Demon King's Armor was directly shattered by him. Without the energy source, the Demon King's Armor naturally dissipated, not to mention the backlash of the evil eye.

"Hey...why bother..."

Chang Ming looked at Tartaglia who was carried away by the security machine and sighed slightly. Just when he was about to say something, a girl's greeting came from behind him.

"Chang Ming! Are you okay?"

Hearing this, Chang Ming subconsciously turned around and saw Ying and Navia's worried expressions.

He shook his head gently and said with a smile:

"I'm fine, it's just..."

As Chang Ming spoke, he picked up his long sword that was broken by the elemental force impact and said with a wry smile:

"I might have to get a new cane."

Paimeng looked at Chang Ming speechlessly, shook his head and asked:

"Chang Ming, what is going on? Hasn't the young master been acquitted?"

"That's right, but I can guarantee that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the Cardinal of the Oracle. Maybe he has some connections with the Cabriere Chamber of Commerce?"

Chang Ming looked at the three people in front of him seriously and talked nonsense without any psychological burden.

"Well... now that you mention it... it seems to be true. I remember when she and I first met the young master on the street, he was collecting debts. The object seemed to be that... Kaburila Chamber of Commerce?"

Paimon stroked his little head and tried hard to recall.

"It's the Cabrière Chamber of Commerce..."

Navia corrected gently.

"Oh, yes, that's the name."

Hearing Paimong's words, Chang Ming lowered his head in a pretentious manner, and after thinking for a while, he said:

"Okay, I understand. I will ask the security team and the people from the Shadow Chasing Court to investigate this matter in detail."

"Ah... No matter what it is, as long as it is related to the Fatui, even the simplest case will become weird... Really..."

"Mo Mang Palace still has documents and subsequent diplomatic events that need me to deal with, so I will go ahead."

"Well, good! Goodbye Chang Ming!"

Chang Ming nodded slightly, and then left Ying and Navia with the back of a resentful civil servant.

"Uh...Navia, has Chang Ming always been like this?"

"Sometimes... it happens. I heard from my father that the last time Mr. Chang Ming took a rest... it seemed to be 50 or 60 years ago."

"Eh?! So dedicated?! Wait..."

As Paimon spoke, he fixed his gaze on Ying and asked tentatively:

"You feel that too, right?"

Ying nodded heavily, and used her vocal cords for the first time, and said softly:

"During the Lantern Festival, not only should he meet Zhongli and Hutao, but he should also meet Ganyu...these two will definitely get along well."

"Huh? Is there anyone in other countries who is more dedicated than Mr. Chang Ming?"

"Of course, I'll tell you..."

Just as the three girls were discussing Chang Ming's work style... a black "elemental power" flowed out from the broken evil eye in Chang Ming's pocket, and flowed little by little to the Eye of the Thunder Element God on Chang Ming's waist.

This black "elemental force" quickly merged into the Eye of God, which was emitting a hint of purple light. As a result, the originally purple Eye of God was stained with a hint of black.

But the black mark did not last long. There was only a flash of black light, and then the Eye of God returned to normal.

From then on, the Eye of God continued to emit a faint purple halo as usual.

It was as if...the black light had never appeared.