Genshin Impact: Forced to Become a Follower of the Seven Gods

In the empty Mellow Petersburg, Villette sat quietly beside the tea table, her hands resting on her cane, her long legs crossed, looking relaxed and indifferent.

But several eyes from the side fell on Villette's face, making Villette feel like his face was being stripped away.

Is this the power of the legendary wild god?

Just spending a short time together is enough to make one's big toe dig through Teyvat and feel an emotion called embarrassment from the inside out.

Villette pursed her lips, and swept her calm eyes over the people around her, and finally spoke, "You..."

Isn't Leosley on his side?

Why did the rebellion happen so quickly?

"Haha..." Leosli chuckled, and finally straightened his expression. He leaned back in his chair and chuckled, "As the only surviving victim of Melo Petersburg, Your Excellency the Judge, may I bring a trial against these two executors in front of me?"

At this point, Leosli cast a playful look at Su Ming and chuckled, "It doesn't matter whether it's Mr. Executor or Mr. Su. I can ask for a trial and wait for the result of the cardinal's decision, right?"

Hearing this, Su Ming raised his eyebrows.

He looked Leosley up and down and whispered, "Want to put me on trial?"

Something is wrong. According to common sense, the person who went to the Inquisition should be a traveler.

According to the routines of the previous countries, Ying went to court, was arrested, escaped from prison, and was wanted...

"Let's give it a try." Leosli spread his hands indifferently and said helplessly: "Anyway, I can't do anything to you, so I can only try to see if the executive officer Disaster, who is known for his unconventional behavior, will find my proposal interesting and agree to my request."

no way.

You can fight, but there's no need to. You can only try.

"I don't want to." Su Ming shook his head and said softly: "The whole of Teyvat thinks I am a sin, and your machine... may not be immune to this."

Unorthodox gods, forbidden knowledge, desire, greed...

Layer upon layer of guilt piled on the same person, it would be a miracle if he is not guilty.

Hearing this, Leosli's eyes flashed with surprise, "Sin?"

Is your self-awareness so clear?

"boom--"

A light sound came from the side, and the conversation was interrupted at this moment.

Su Ming turned around in surprise and saw Tartaglia holding her forehead with her palms and pressing hard.

The young man had short orange hair scattered on his head, his evil eye mask tilted to the side, and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

"What's wrong?" Su Ming frowned, stretched out his hand to press Tartaglia's shoulder, and asked in a deep voice: "Are you feeling unwell?"

As he spoke, Su Ming's gaze swept across the surroundings, his eyes darkening slightly.

Not right.

There was a dark flash in Leosley's eyes, and he cast an ambiguous look at Neravilette.

The white-haired man remained silent, quietly looking at the young man who seemed to be in some pain.

Heavy breathing sounded at this time, and Tartaglia stood up suddenly, with a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

He glanced at Su Ming and walked towards the passage to the side.

There seemed to be some familiar yet unfamiliar calls in my mind, which made me feel upset.

The orange-haired young man paused, and his seemingly imposing pace was interrupted.

Su Ming reached out and grabbed the ribbon behind Tartaglia, tilting his head to look at Tartaglia in confusion, "Where are you going?"

"I..." Tartaglia rubbed his head violently and frowned, "I don't know..."

Very annoying, super annoying.

I just want to see what is bothering me so much!

"Come back." Su Ming tugged at the ribbon in his hand, his eyes sullen, "I said come back."

Dadalia: ...

There are people from Fontaine next to him. He is an executive officer after all, can't we give him some face? !

"I..." Tartaglia hesitated for a moment, but still remained stiff.

Su Ming looked up at Tartaglia and waved his hand, "Change into a fox."

A huge question mark appeared in Tartaglia's eyes. She looked sideways at Su Ming, seeming very puzzled.

Before Tartaglia could say anything, his body suddenly hung in the air and fell towards the ground.

"puff--"

With a slight sound, Su Ming quickly grabbed the orange-red fox by the back of its neck, and skillfully took out a roll of gauze to wrap around the fox's four paws. "If you scratch me, you're dead."

Tartaglia stared with a pair of deep blue eyes, looking at the scene that was magnified for no reason and was shocked.

what happened? !

When asking others to turn into cats or peacocks, they know to get them drunk first, but when it comes to the fox clan, they do it openly, right? !

This is a double standard!!!

Su Ming wrapped the little fox's four paws and looked up to meet two pairs of eyes full of doubt.

After hesitating for a moment, Su Ming pursed his lips and spread his hands, very seriously, "Sorry, you can't touch this fox..."

That Villette and Leosley looked at Su Ming with frowns, the confusion in their hearts was beyond words.

Is this a question of whether to touch or not?

It’s a question of how!

"hiss--"

Su Ming suddenly grinned, frowned and looked down.

The orange-red little fox with bared fangs and claws bit the palm of the hand without mercy, its sharp tiger teeth embedded in the flesh, and blood oozed out of the wound.