Genshin Impact: The Water God Wants Me to Confess

This was probably the most amazing speed Guderian had ever achieved! The reins in his hands seemed to turn into a flash of lightning, dancing wildly at a jaw-dropping frequency.

The horse under him keenly sensed the anxiety surging like the tide in his master's heart. He did not hesitate to use all his strength, vowing to break through all obstacles and run at an unprecedented speed.

"Brest, please, faster, faster!"

Guderian prostrated himself, pressed his body against the horse's ears, his lips trembling slightly as he murmured softly, begging his beloved mount desperately.

Just a few minutes ago, Guderian resolutely left the main force.

The horse he rode was the fastest among all the others. It would not be an exaggeration to call it the legendary Ferghana horse.

At this time, his captain Eula and the brave and fearless scout knight Amber were risking their lives to fight the enemy, trying their best to delay time.

Guderian knew very well that if he could not arrive in time to reinforce, Eula and Amber who stayed behind to fight bravely would most likely die tragically under the heavy axes of the Hillichells due to the delay in rescue.

When he thought of this, his heart felt as if it was pierced by thousands of steel needles, so he swung the whip almost madly, and hit his precious horse hard.

Every whip is filled with concern for the safety of teammates and an extreme desire for speed.

The horse Brest. Ever since Guderian had the honor of joining the Knights of Favonius, Brest has become a part of his life, and it is also the first warhorse that completely belongs to Guderian.

You know, although Guderian came from a civilian family, when he carefully selected excellent partners from many horses, his innate keen intuition and unique vision were amazing.

It was as if he was born with the ability to communicate with horses.

I still remember the moment when I first saw Brest, Guderian's eyes were instantly attracted by him.

The horse was completely snow-white, as pure and flawless as the first snow in winter; its slender and powerful limbs stepped firmly on the ground, and every step was full of strength and rhythm; its head was raised high and stood proudly, and a pair of bright gem-like eyes sparkled with smart light.

At that moment, a strong feeling surged in Guderian's heart - this was the ideal warhorse he had been looking for, a real BMW horse!

Because of this, Guderian loved Brest so much that he even thought carefully about naming it.

Finally, the name "Brest" came into being, because in Guderian's eyes, this name represents the speed and power of the wind, which appropriately shows the outstanding qualities of this horse.

Time flies, and during those years in the guerrilla squad, Brest always accompanied Guderian.

They fought side by side and faced all kinds of enemies coming from all directions.

No matter whether it is a cunning and treacherous treasure-stealing group or a vicious army of monsters, as long as Brest is by his side, Guderian can charge into battle without fear.

Not only that, they also overcame countless difficulties and obstacles together and successfully avoided countless insidious and cunning traps.

Over time, an indescribable tacit understanding was established between Brest and his master Guderian. No words were needed, just a glance or a subtle movement, and they could understand each other's intentions.

This state of spiritual connection enables them to cooperate seamlessly on the battlefield, becoming the best partners that terrify the enemy.

Today, when he felt his master's anxiety, Brest knew that this might be the last time he would accompany Guderian on a ride.

No verbal communication was needed. At this moment, Brest's strong and powerful heart began to beat violently, like a war drum being struck, making a dull and rapid sound.

It tries its best to squeeze out every bit of strength contained in its body, continuously transporting warm blood to its limbs.

Its skin gradually became extremely hot, as if it was burning. Under the powerful pumping of the heart, the hot blood flowed rapidly through the intricate blood vessels like a surging river.

At this moment, Brest was like a precisely constructed and efficiently operating machine, the blood flowing in his body was like the fuel that provided it with energy, and his heart acted as a powerful source of power.

It had no time to think about other things. The only thought in its mind was to accelerate again and again.

"Blast, you can do it!"

"Blast, run forward with all your might!"

"Blast, charge forward bravely!"

These words of encouragement echoed deep in Brest's heart, giving him endless courage and motivation.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to have fallen into silence. Apart from the crisp and loud sound of horse hooves rhythmically hitting the soft grass, no other sound could reach people's ears.

Guderian could no longer hear Brest's heavy breathing. All he could hear was the whistling of the wind and the incessant clatter of horses' hooves hitting the ground.

I don't know when it started, but Brest's eyes, which used to be as bright and shining as black gems, gradually lost their former luster and became as gray as dead ashes. There was no life at all, and it looked like a completely dead scene.

However, what is surprising is that although its eyes are lifeless, its mouth is still wide open, as if it is still working hard to fulfill its duty of dissipating heat.

Brest's strong and powerful heart was still beating, continuously transporting bright red blood to various parts of the body, in order to support its body which was currently in a very fast state.

This speed is a completely new experience for Brest. It is the first time in its life that it has been able to reach such an astonishing speed!

Unfortunately, this was also the last sprint of its life. Due to excessive fatigue and the huge pressure brought by the high-speed running, Brest's life was ruthlessly taken away in the end.

“Tatt, tatt, tatt…”

The once rapid and loud sound of horse hooves became weaker and softer as time went by.

Even the roaring wind that had swept all the way seemed to sense the passing of Brest's life, and gradually calmed down and was no longer so rampant.

At this moment, Guderian, who had been lying on his horse, slowly raised his head. What came into his sight was the familiar city wall - Mondstadt!

Incredibly, he actually managed to get back here in just ten minutes!

"Brester, good job!"

Guderian shouted excitedly, his face filled with joy that was difficult to conceal.

He raised his right hand habitually, ready to pat his old friend Brest on the head gently as usual to express his approval and encouragement for its excellent performance.

However, just as his palm was about to touch Brest, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Brest's originally tall and strong body began to shake involuntarily, as if it had lost its support and was about to fall.

Guderian was startled and quickly stretched out his hands to hold it, but it was too late.

In the next moment, Brest's huge body fell to the ground with a dull sound.

This sudden change shocked Guderian so much that he couldn't help but exclaim: "No!" His voice was full of astonishment, panic and disbelief.

Guderian hastily adjusted his posture and quickly stabilized his body, which was staggering due to shock. When he finally stood firm, he looked eagerly at Brest who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, he was horrified to find that this old friend who had fought alongside him for many years had stopped breathing, and his once bright and sharp eyes were closed forever.

A huge sorrow surged in his heart, and Guderian felt his vision go dark, his legs went limp, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

He could not accept this cruel fact - his old friend left him just like that.

However, now, Guderian has no time to mourn the sacrifice of his old friend Brest, Eula and Amber are still in danger!

Restraining the grief in his heart, Guderian took one last look at Brest and then rushed towards Mondstadt.