Genshin Impact: Report to the Emperor! Xiao Shen is creating people again

After the flood receded, Fontainebleau became lively again.

That Villette looked down at Fontaine.

Remembering the memories that were too long ago made his mood fluctuate several times. Fortunately, while remembering the past, he also regained control over the water element, preventing the country that had finally restored order from raining again.

When his eyes moved slightly, he noticed the boy's arrival.

A slight breeze blew from the mountaintop. After a few seconds of silence, Shen Qianluo spoke first: "What are you thinking about?"

Retracting her gaze from overlooking her people, Villette sighed and replied, "I wonder what kind of scenery you, as the heir of Heaven's Law, would see when you look down upon the world."

Glancing at him from the side, Shen Qianluo smiled faintly, "It's not really a taboo topic. Although gods cannot be understood by common sense, they are simply more powerful beings."

"Since I was a child, I have looked down upon the world, and all its scenery seems but smoke. But after seeing so many wonders and magnificent sights, it is inevitable that a thought will arise in my mind, or perhaps, confusion."

With a slight ripple in her eyes, Villette looked over and said, "Confused?"

The god tilted his head slightly and said, "I question the position of Heavenly Principle. Why are gods called gods? Why aren't those born as humans or dragons considered 'original gods'?"

The Water Dragon King was stunned.

Shen Qianluo looked directly at him, a faint smile on his face. His golden pupils reflected the morning sun, more like a lake stained by the sun. "Thus, I will do what is right for a god."

"No more sorrow will happen, no more fragmented dreams, no more broken water... The dragons scattered in the flames of war will eventually find their home. Water, I said, I will take you home..."

Before he finished speaking, the scene in front of him changed. The boy was slightly startled and bumped into the chest he had not seen for a long time.

White hair slid down from the shoulders, and when he raised his eyes, it disturbed the loose hair around the god's ears.

He opened his mouth, but Shen Qianluo was the first to be speechless.

The lines he had prepared in his mind were stuck. The god had thought of all kinds of things, including the scenario where Villette ignored him, refuted him, or even became his enemy, but he had never expected that in a trance, he would get a hug from the Lord Dragon King.

"What's going on..." After a long pause, the young man finally regained his voice. He coughed lightly and tentatively raised his hands to hug the dragon who buried his cheek in his neck.

Warm and fluffy, just like when they were children... never having transcended war and hatred.

"Teacher," Villette's voice was slightly deep within the cloth, trembling against his earlobe. "As the king of the dragon clan, I should doubt the authenticity of your promise..."

His heart tightened slightly, and Shen Qianluo tried hard to put on a nonchalant attitude, coughing: "Hmm... Not bad, this is a bit like a Dragon King. There is a price to pay for trusting others, especially a god like me..."

"But all my doubts, questions, and even resentment were resolved after I saw the damage done to the teacher's soul."

...So sharp?

“…Caring about your enemies is not a good habit.” Shen Qianluo’s eyelashes trembled slightly, and he pushed away the chest, trying to change the subject, but was grabbed by the wrist again with a rare and tough grip.

“Even if you are born with the will of heaven, you will have to pay a huge price to bring back the souls of the entire dragon clan.”

Unlike the ignorant and humble young Dragon King of the past, Navilette now possessed the skills and aura of a judge. His fingertips clasped around the delicate, slightly cool wrist, his eyes and even his tone incredibly serious, imbued with the solemnity of a judge.

Shen Qianluo stared at him for a moment, then sighed softly, his demeanor as calm and magnanimous as ever. "But the gods are incredibly powerful, and I'm only resurrecting a few deceased souls. Matters caused by the gods must naturally be ended by my own hands."

The god was also different from his childhood, the aura of someone who had held a high position for a long time now clearly revealed. His thin shoulders were still draped in a pure white brocade robe, his silver hair swaying in the wind, half-hiding his gem-like golden eyes.

That Villette stared.

Shen Qianluo looked back.

"..."

Finally, the Water Dragon King drooped the dragon horns on his head dejectedly.

Looks like a poor and helpless little animal.

Shen Qianluo blinked.

The great young master always had an inexplicable fondness and love for all dragons. He subconsciously wanted to comfort him, but once again forgot that Villette had already grown into the most reliable supreme judge of Fontaine.

"Is there anything I can do to help you, teacher?"

Facing the opponent's proactive attack, the god turned his head and considered for a moment: "Put your faith in me, and leave the rest to me."

Villette's eyes darkened slightly. "Could you tell me the details of your plan? After regaining power, I have shouldered the responsibility of the Dragon Clan. As a member of the Dragon Clan, I believe I have the right to know about plans that are closely related to the Dragon Clan."

For some reason, the serious Judge frightened the child particularly. Shen Qianluo shook his ahoge, pinched his chin, and his mind raced, feeling unusually guilty.

The gods never told anyone or anything else about their complete plan, not even their own beloved dragon knew the full picture.

After all, in his prediction, if Zhongli learned of the entire plan, he would probably tie up the great god on the spot, throw him into a small dark room, severely criticize him, and execute him...

Well, in short, even Shen Qianluo, who looks down on all living beings, cannot guarantee that at the moment of really letting go, he will not be soft-hearted because of attachment.

So, the same goes for Vielette.

"Well... the so-called plan is not complicated." The young man started to talk jokingly, his words well-reasoned and full of nonsense. "It's just a secret method involving the laws of nature. If you want to learn, I will..."

"Teacher, you taught me that information parity is the cornerstone of fairness."

“…Shui’er?” His expression changed slightly as Shen Qianluo met the stern gaze of his disciple and listened to the steady and fair tone. He couldn’t help but feel a little awkward.

"Simply understanding the secrets is not enough to fulfill this responsibility. Teacher, I am willing to understand and listen to your plan. This plan may involve certain risks, and for this reason, it requires the participation of more knowledgeable people."

"I understand your desire to shoulder all the burdens alone, but I am no longer merely the Water King of the Dragon Clan. As your only student, teacher, please allow me to be an insider who walks alongside you."

The wind from high above brought a chill, and after meeting the determined and humble dragon eyes for a moment, Shen Qianluo couldn't help but look away, muttering, "It's been years since we last met, but you've become quite a bit more imposing."

Noticing the slight chill in the god's body temperature when he pulled his wrist away, Villette took off her coat and put it on him.

The young man lowered his head slightly, perhaps the warmth allowing him to let down his guard and arrogance. He looked down at his fingertips, which couldn't reach his sleeves even if he stretched them out, and his tone was tinged with a subtle tenderness, "Shui'er."

"Well, I will listen carefully." Villette also stared at the boy, with indescribable emotions in her eyes.

He saw a few strands of the boy's silky silver hair pouring down from the wide dress. The dark blue satin was dotted with bright silver luster. The soft curve of his neck outlined his shoulders, and the hem of his dress almost fell to his feet.

He was a little taller than when he was young, but also much thinner.

Maybe it's because the injury hasn't healed for a long time.

"I need your strength."

But just this one sentence made Lord Water Dragon King freeze in place.

After a moment, even her tone was secretly filled with joy: "Teacher, what do you need me to do? No matter how difficult it is, I am willing to participate."

Fortunately, he finally confided his plan to him.

They are still the teacher and disciple of that year, from the cheerful chattering in the past to the resurrected dragon clan today.

"I promise you, Shui'er." He saw that the golden-eyed god only smiled at him, their eyes intertwined, and the sea water was calm. "At the end of the plan, when all the dragons return, I will need you. I need the power of the current Water Dragon King to guide all the returning souls—"

The god said, chuckling softly, "Take them home on my behalf."