The Homeless Man of Teyvat

Nacida frowned, subconsciously feeling that there was some conspiracy, but after thinking for a long time, she could not figure out what Azar wanted to do. He walked into the Jingshan Palace unprepared like this. It couldn't be because he felt guilty, so he gave his last words and planned to die to apologize, right?

Elhaysen was also vigilant. If he had not confirmed that Azar had indeed come here alone, he would have suspected whether the great sage was deliberately delaying time so that a group of thirty people could surround Jingshan Palace.

"Don't be nervous, I just want to chat with you, Mr. Little Lucky Grass King."

Azar looked relaxed, moved his body, and glanced at Elhaysen: "Untie the rope, I won't run away, you can rest assured."

“It is not the behavior of a scholar to give up existing advantages and choose to take risks.”

Elhaysen shook his head, unmoved at all.

As the great sage Xumi, Azar doesn't know if he has any other back-ups, so it's always better to be careful.

"It is not the work of scholars..."

Azar felt the dull pain in the back of his head, glanced at Elhaysen's strong body, sighed, and said nothing.

Little Lucky Grass King's eyes also turned to a certain scribe, and he hesitated slightly. Judging from the information he learned in the Void Network, Elhaysen was indeed different from a scholar in the conventional sense.

But now is obviously not the time to care about this. Nasida put away these irrelevant thoughts and looked at Azar: "What do you want to talk about?"

"You were the one who attacked me with mental attacks a few days ago, right?"

Azar ignored a certain clerk who could be called a "maverick" or "freak" among the many scholars in the Order, and looked up at Nasida: "I want to know what your attack was at that time. , did you keep it?"

"..."

Nasida pursed her lips and did not answer directly: "You are a Sumeru person and also one of my people."

"It's true..."

Azar seemed to sigh, and then his eyes became sharp and cold, as if the "kind" old man just now was just an illusion: "You really haven't made any progress, little Lucky Grass King."

"you……"

Nacida looked at Azar's sudden change of expression in astonishment, and didn't understand why she had let him go, but made him so malicious.

"Little Lucky Grass King, you have been studying in the Void Network for five hundred years. I want to know, do you understand what gods the Sumeru people need?"

Azar's tone was calm, "Controlling sandstorms, appeasing the people, and writing those so-called fairy tales... In the past five hundred years, this is all you have done, and even some things have had little effect."

"Little Lucky Grass King, do you think that you are the god of Sumeru because you have done this? Take a closer look! Is there anything you have done that cannot be accomplished by the scholars of the Teaching Academy? Is it possible that the scholars of the Teaching Academy can't do it? Are all people gods?”

"Gods should be more rational than emotional. They should have a lofty perspective and a calm mind. They should have the power to suppress all heretical noises! Only in this way can they give guidance to the people of Sumeru. Only in this way can they set aside the boundless darkness and allow the sages to see the light."

"But what have you done? But what do you know?"

"Five hundred years, a whole five hundred years, all knowledge in the void is open to you, but why do you still look so weak and childish?"

Azar looked at Nasida in the "birdcage" and saw that she was clenching her clothes tightly and pursed her lips, as if she was about to cry at the next moment. He couldn't help but feel even more disappointed: "She sheds tears just by saying a few words... But what's the use of tears? Little Lucky Grass King, you have failed..."

"Shut up!"

Elhaysen shouted coldly, interrupted Azar's words, and looked at Nasida with hidden worry.

"...I didn't cry, I was just a little disappointed."

Nasida took a breath and shook her head: "I know there are many things I have done that are not good enough, and I am far from being a real god, but I can learn..."

"You have studied for five hundred years and sent away generations of great sages, but what have you learned?"

Azar's eyes showed a mocking look: "Are you going to chat with the children who can't sleep and tell them fairy tales?"

"I said, shut up!"

Elhaysen's face darkened, and he wanted to punch Azar's slanderous words back in his belly, but he just thought about it, and the scholar's pride did not allow him to do so. He wanted to refute, but compared to the Great Mercy Tree King and the gods of other countries, the miracles performed by the Little Lucky Grass King were indeed as simple and childish as Azar said.

"...The progress of anything is extremely slow when it is first born, just like a seed. It needs to be prepared for a long time before it can break out of the ground and grow into a small bud. But once it grows into a bud, the distance is so long It won’t be long before it becomes a big tree.”

Nasida explained very seriously: "There are indeed things I have not done well, but I have been learning and making progress. I believe that I can become a big tree. This is also the expectation of King Daci Tree when he chose me."

"There is no time, little Lucky Grass King, you have no time to grow up steadily. Xumi also has no ability to devote another five hundred years to bet that you can become a big tree."

Azar shook his head, as if remembering something, and looked at Elhaysen: "It was evening when I entered Jingshan Palace. It should be completely dark now, right?"

"what are you up to?"

Elhaysen narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strong feeling of something bad suddenly appeared in his heart.

Click——

There seemed to be some breaking sound in the void, and an invisible wave swept across the entire Xumi City in an instant.

Elhaisen's eyes widened instantly, and he immediately noticed something strange. He clenched his palms, and a long knife appeared in an instant, and he rushed towards Azar without hesitation.

Although it was not clear what happened, it must be related to Azar. It would not be wrong to control him completely first.

However, as soon as Elhaisen made a move, a sudden dizziness suddenly occupied his brain. He looked at Azar who was close at hand with regret, and tried to adjust the direction of the blade. His eyes went black and he lost consciousness.

"Bang."

"Hiss... young people are still too impatient."

Azar took a breath of cold air, and with a thought, a dagger inlaid with emeralds flew out of the pile of items confiscated by Elhaisen. He controlled the dagger to cut the rope, and after his hands were freed, he carefully pushed the unconscious Elhaisen away, and slowly pulled out the long knife that the latter stabbed.

The long knife was originally aimed at the heart, but unfortunately the special situation made it too far off and the strength was much weaker. In the end, only the thigh was stabbed, without hurting the bones.

Fortunately, the Little Auspicious Grass King chose the secretary Elhaisen, not the great disciplinary officer Senor... Azar muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"What did you do?"

Nashida was a little confused by this series of changes, and stared at Azar who had escaped from the trap with a little nervousness.

"Nothing."

Azar threw the long knife on the ground, ignoring the bleeding wound on his leg, and said calmly: "The God-making Plan, its last step, has begun."

"God-making Plan... the last step?"

Nashida looked at him in a daze, as if she couldn't understand what he meant, and as if she understood, but didn't want to believe it.

"Before I came to Jingshan Palace, I made an agreement with Kavaja that if I didn't leave Jingshan Palace before dark, he would preside over the final step of the God-making plan."

Azar coughed twice and looked at Nashida: "Look, I said that time is never enough. Xumi doesn't have the ability to give you another 500 years to grow, so we chose another more efficient way."