Genshin Impact: Learning makes me stronger

In the room on the top floor of Mo Mang Palace, Su Xun was using pure Yuan Qi to sort out Funina's chaotic soul.

Outside the opera house, in the shadows and at the edge of the crowd, Arlecchino's figure was like a silhouette blending into the background, silently watching the final outcome that overturned the fate of Fontaine.

The golden dust and light rain from the collapse of the throne were still floating in the air, and the people's ecstasy and the cries of the survivors merged into a huge wave of sound, hitting the dome of the Oprykle Opera House.

The grand echo of Villette's declaration of absolution was still resounding, and the majesty of the Water Dragon King's authority was like a tangible tide, causing the hearts of all elemental power holders to tremble.

Alechino's deep, strange eyes reflected the golden rain in the sky and the boiling crowd below.

Beneath the usual scrutinizing mask of calm on her face, there were emotions that were a thousand times more complicated than what appeared on the surface.

“Sacrifice”...huh?

When the guillotine fell, the beam of light shot up into the sky, and when Fucaros' figure was "annihilated" in the dazzling sacrificial light, Alechino's heart was indeed clenched for a moment.

It was a throbbing that came from deep in the blood.

Fucaros, no matter what she carries, she is the god of Fontaine and the spiritual symbol of this land.

Witnessing the farewell of a god in such a decisive manner, even she could not remain completely indifferent.

However, the sharp intuition of the executive "servant" allowed her to capture an indescribable sense of disharmony amidst the huge shock.

too fast.

From the moment the guillotine fell, to the moment the beam of light engulfed Fucaros, and then to the moment the beam of light hit the throne and destroyed it - in her eyes, this process seemed to have an extremely short, almost illusory "fault".

It's like a smooth painting with a frame cleverly removed in the middle, causing a subtle crack in the overall continuity.

The way that Fucaros's aura disappeared was too "thoroughly" and "cleanly". It didn't seem like the violent annihilation of energy, but rather like... all traces of his existence were precisely "erased" by something.

Alechino thought of the Liyue man, Su Xun, who had just held the unconscious Furninna and seemed to be immersed in sorrow.

It's him.

Arlecchino was almost certain.

Although there was no energy left and no spatial fluctuations could be captured by her perception, but at the moment when the strange "fault" appeared, all her crisis intuitions pointed to that location, to Su Xun!

'What did he do?'

This thought grew wildly in her mind.

'Did he intercept Fukaros? Or... bend some rules?'

The possibility sent a slight chill down her spine.

This is definitely not an ordinary person's method, it even exceeds the concept of ordinary demons!

She recalled the temptation that night before. The fog around this man was thicker than the snowfield in winter.

Then, a cold piece of information came to mind - Dr.

The crazy scholar who played with the power of gods and created gods in Xumi, the colleague who even she was afraid of... disappeared completely.

The intelligence network of the Hearth House confirmed the most important news: the "false god coming" plan planned by the doctor in Xumi City suffered a devastating blow.

The executor is the new god of Xumi, the god of wisdom Buyer, and even - Su Xun is involved.

The slices that the doctor was so proud of were completely cleaned up, without even a trace of residue left.

The Doctor's real body died together with the "Scattered Soldier" Scaramucci!

This news caused a great shock among the Fatui's top leaders.

The Doctor's strength and means of survival were among the best among the executive officers, yet he met such a drastic end.

This is enough to make anyone who has any ideas about Su Xun and Buyer think twice.

Alechino withdrew his gaze, his fingertips twisting unconsciously in the wide sleeves of the executive officer.

fear.

This was her clearest feeling about Su Xun.

This man possesses the power to kill gods, but his actions are secretive.

He saved Funina and seemed to have good intentions towards Fontaine, but what purpose was hidden behind this kindness?

Why did he interfere with Fukalos's "sacrifice"?

She didn't dare to gamble.

The children of Hearth House are still in Fontaine and her roots are still here.

It would be too risky to rashly test the existence of a being that could obliterate the Doctor.

Especially now, the situation in Fontaine has been completely reshuffled due to the arrival of the Water Dragon King and the "fall" of the Water God.

The Fatui's deployment in Fontaine needs to be re-evaluated, and her plan... also needs to be adjusted.

"Sir 'Father'?" A slightly childish but steady voice sounded beside him.

It was one of the older children from Hearth House, looking at her questioningly.

The children around still had confusion on their faces, and a sense of helplessness about the future.

Alechino instantly suppressed all his outward emotions and restored his calm and reliable "father" image.

She nodded slightly, her voice soothing, "It's all right. The disaster is over. Go help others, comfort the younger children, and follow the instructions of Melusin and the guards."

"Yes!" The children seemed to have found their backbone and immediately took action, showing discipline beyond their age.

Watching the children blend into the crowd and begin to help the frightened people to the best of their ability, a ripple of bitterness arose in Alechino's heart.

Many of these children were abandoned and hurt under the shadow of Fontaine. She built the Hearth House to take them in, train them, and give them the illusion of "home" and the ability to survive.

She uses the Fatui's resources, but also strives to give them a chance to survive in this cruel world.

Her goal has never been to be loyal to the illusory "ultimate" of the Ice Queen, but... to atone? To protect?

Or is it simply to fill the hole in his heart that can never be filled because of the darkness of Fontaine?

She looked at the people of Fontaine who were cheering and hugging each other around her, and saw her tears of joy as the dissolving marks on their bodies disappeared.

Villette's pardon was real, and the great power that came from the Water Dragon King's origin could not be faked.

The people of Fontaine truly escaped the fate of dissolution.

This should have been a moment for celebration.

But why was there only a cold heaviness in her heart?

Fukalos' "sacrifice" was like a huge rock pressing on her heart.

The power displayed by Villette made her see the possibility of Fontaine's rebirth, but she also felt her own insignificance in the face of such great power.

Su Xun's existence was like a sword hanging over her head, forcing her to restrain her hands and feet when making her plans.

The identity of a “servant” is a tool and a stepping stone.

The responsibility of being a “father” is a shackle, but also... the only remaining proof of her humanity?

She looked up at the huge hole in the opera house's dome, at the fragments of the throne that were dissipating.

The golden specks of light were like the last tears, sprinkling onto the scarred earth.

"Fukalos... Is this the ending you chose? Your demise in exchange for Fontaine's rebirth?"

Alechino asked silently in her heart, but no one could answer.

She turned around, ready to quietly leave this noisy place with the children of Hearth House.

Fontaine's future is closely linked to the existence of Water Dragon King Navilette and Su Xun. She needs time to digest all this and re-examine her position and path.

"For the great cause of Her Majesty the Queen of Winter..." She whispered this slogan, but a hint of very faint and cold self-mockery appeared at the corner of her mouth.

The Ice Queen's will may be grand, but in her heart, what is more important at the moment is how to preserve her "home" in the coming new era dominated by the Dragon King and the mysterious powerful, nothing more.

As for the Heart of God?

Alechino pondered this question silently in her heart, and a hint of cold mockery flashed in her heterochromatic eyes.

The throne has been shattered, the water god has "fallen", and the ownership of the heart of god, which symbolizes the authority of the seven ruling powers on earth, has long been self-evident - it will inevitably be completely integrated into the complete water power in Villette's body as the throne collapses.

Take it by force? It is tantamount to directly challenging a Water Dragon King who has just obtained complete authority and whose status is equal to that of the top ruler in the mortal world!

Not to mention that there is Su Xun, who is unfathomable and has strange methods, standing next to him.

The Ice Queen's cause is certainly important, but trying to seize the Heart of God in Fontaine right now is tantamount to seeking death.

Alechino's rationality quickly overwhelmed the inertia of his duties as an executive officer.

The top priority is to safely evacuate the center of the storm with the children of Hearth House, and then re-evaluate the new situation in Fontaine.

As for the Queen, just report the truth. I believe that given the current situation, she will not blame me too much for my incompetence.

Alechino no longer hesitated, turned around, and her figure was like flowing water merging into the shadows, quietly and silently merging into the edge of the chaotic and excited crowd.

"Linnie, Linnette, Femini."

Her voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by the three boys and girls who had gathered around her, carrying an unquestionable command, "Take all the children and follow me. Keep quiet and don't attract any unnecessary attention."

"Yes, 'Father'." Linnie bowed slightly, his eyes sharp and steady under the brim of his hat. He immediately began to use secret codes and gestures to direct the other older children to organize the younger members.

Linnet nodded silently, her cat ears moving slightly at the chaotic sounds, scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

Femini stood silently at the back of the team, like a solid barrier.

The children of the Hearth House showed amazing discipline. In the chaos of ecstasy and sorrow, they were like a silent stream. Under the leadership of Alechino, they quietly went against the flow of people and quickly evacuated through the backup passage on the side of the opera house.

Alechino walked last. At the moment when she was about to step into the shadow of the passage, she turned back again for some unknown reason. Her eyes penetrated the crowd and accurately cast to the center of the stage.

There was no one there anymore, only the water-shaped rune array on the floor, which had not yet completely dissipated, was emitting a faint blue light.

Her gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the barrier of space and see the man holding Funina in Momang Palace.

"Su Xun... What role did you play in Fukaros's 'annihilation'?" This question, like the seeds of poison ivy, was deeply buried in her heart.

She turned around and disappeared completely into the shadows.

On the top floor of Momang Palace, Funina’s bedroom.

The sunlight shines through the huge carved glazed windows, casting mottled shadows on the carpet. The sea breeze rushes into the room, carrying a faint salty smell and the faint noise in the distance.

Finina lay on the soft velvet bed, her face so pale that it was almost transparent, and fine beads of sweat soaked the blue hair on her forehead.

Even in a coma, her brows were tightly furrowed and her long eyelashes trembled constantly, as if she was struggling in a nightmare.

Occasionally, her body would twitch violently without her realizing it, and vague and painful mutterings would escape from her lips: "No... don't... Fukaros... come back..."

Su Xun sat on the edge of the bed, his face as calm as water.

He put his index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, with an extremely soft, almost transparent silver-white halo lingering around his fingertips, like the purest moonlight, gently pressing on the center of Funina's eyebrows.

Strands of extremely pure Yuan Qi carefully and cautiously penetrated into the depths of Funina's sea of ​​consciousness.