Genshin Impact: My confession was rejected, so I traveled to seven countries

"A crisis of a war between humans and immortals, but it ended peacefully, right?" Paimon sighed as he watched the Thousand Rocks Army repairing the streets.

Ying nodded. "Yes, a peaceful solution is also possible. If such a beautiful Liyue were to be destroyed, it would be a real loss."

After finally experiencing a great battle yesterday, the Liyue Seven Stars are now making plans to recuperate and have sent a large number of Thousand Rocks Army to repair buildings, especially those on the shore that were destroyed by sea beasts and Orsay, and to repair and pave the roads to help people rebuild their homes. Everything is in order and gradually recovering.

"Look, what a wonderful Liyue! If it weren't for the Fatui, how could it have suffered such a great blow? It also caused us to suffer in a great battle." Paimon complained.

"Speaking of this, I just want to complain about that Tartaglia. He never does anything serious all day and just finds things for us to do! Now I feel like giving him a hard time just thinking about it!"

Paimeng was still a little troubled by this. It was fine for her in this lifetime, but the problem was that she had been deceived two or three times in such a short period of time by the same person, and she had even been cheated and almost lost her life. How could she not be angry when she thought about it!?

"By the way, he said that Emperor Geo was faking his death, and he released the Whirlpool Demon to attack Liyue in order to find out where Geo Prince was. But it seems that the crisis was resolved by us in the end, and Geo Prince didn't show up." Ying asked doubtfully.

"That's right. I don't know what's going on. I guess he's trying to trick people again. But why is Su Mo missing?" Paimeng echoed.

Ying was also confused about this. She had just seen Su Mo and those people suddenly disappeared.

"Hey! Su Mo!" Paimeng suddenly pointed.

Ying looked up and saw Su Mo walking by not far away, wondering where he was going.

"Su Mo!?" The two hurried to Su Mo's side.

Su Mo looked at the two of them with some confusion. Just now, he and Yun Jin were walking on the shore, and Zhongli suddenly sent a message to remind him to go to the Northland Bank. He naturally knew what they were going to do, so he parted with Yun Jin.

"Where are you going?" Ying asked.

Su Mo came back to his senses and said, "I'm going to find Mr. Zhongli."

Paimon suddenly slapped his head. "Zhongli!? Oh, I remember now. Tartaglia said that the King of Hell is not dead, but Zhongli gave him a head start. Is there something fishy going on here?"

Then several people rushed towards the Northland Bank together.

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northland bank

"You're saying this is cooperation between executives!? So-called cooperation should at least include information sharing, right?"

Tartaglia pointed at the blonde woman in front and told her about her grievances.

"Ma'am, it's not that deceptive!"

The lady raised her hand to cover her mouth and chuckled softly, "Don't worry about it, this is what's important, young master. You didn't care about the deal and the gains and losses. In the end, you had a big fight and even had a fight with that Su Mo. Aren't you satisfied? I see you are quite happy, hmm, but it also suits your style."

"That's the point!" Tartaglia crossed his arms and turned his head to the side, feeling a little depressed.

It turns out that he has been a clown all along. He is so excited to get the Heart of God that he even wants to shake the foundation of a country.

It turns out that they have already discussed it, so will they give it to you?

Damn! What’s the point of him working so hard to offend people? Is he good at fighting?

Thinking of this, the depressed Tartaglia looked at Zhongli who was calm beside him, his eyes gloomy and full of resentment.

It’s okay for the lady, but there’s also this old Deng!

This old Deng obviously knew everything, but he just wouldn't tell him. He used to treat him as a good friend and paid for his things.

He looks quite young, but I didn't expect he is so talented.

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance!

At this moment, the lady suddenly spoke.

"Oh? Your old acquaintance is here."

Tartaglia looked up and saw Ying, Paimon and Su Mo coming together.

Seeing this, Paimon calmly exclaimed, "Tartaria, Zhongli, and... ah, it's you!? You're the Fatui's executor?"

The lady sneered, "Oh, I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be you. We met in the city of wandering poets, right? Not bad. You remember my name well."

"Ah, after all, watching your friend's important things being taken away while you're powerless to do anything about it, that feeling must be very uncomfortable, hahahaha..."

"you!"

The lady's mocking words immediately made Ying feel angry, and he wanted to go up and fight her immediately.

"Don't be impulsive, Ying!" Paimeng hurriedly stopped her.

Su Mo also stopped her.

"Ying, don't be impulsive. Now both of us are in the soul battlefield. Even if Su Mo is added, we may not be able to win." Paimeng quietly persuaded.

The lady chuckled and then looked at Su Mo. "On the contrary, you, Su Mo, are one of the few people in Liyue that I remember. Why do you need the Seven Stars to witness such a thing?"

Su Mo smiled and said, "You guys do your thing, I won't interfere."

Tartaglia on the side said, "Ying, Su Mo, this is the first time we've met since this incident. Hmm, how should I put it? The atmosphere seems a little awkward."

Ying rolled her eyes and Paimon turned her head away and didn't look at him.

embarrassment?

How did you get so embarrassed? Don't you know it?

Paimon couldn't help but get angry. He put his hands on his hips and snorted coldly, "How dare you say that? I shouldn't have trusted you when I knew you were this kind of executive!"

Tartaglia smiled awkwardly. "Haha, actually, I just secretly deceived you guys before. I have no ill will towards you, especially Su Mo. I just wanted to learn from you. Apart from the final falling out, which was quite satisfying, the rest of our cooperation was quite pleasant, wasn't it?"

"Happy? Huh? Do you think it's happy that I ran such a long distance for nothing? Or is it happy that you fought with us in the Golden House and injured us? Or is it happy that you released the demon god in the end and let us fight?" Paimon retorted?

Tartaglia touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Well, actually, we just have different standpoints. It's not a personal grudge. Of course, it doesn't matter if you become a private courtyard. It's true that I didn't do it very kindly. However, I know that we still appreciate each other."

"As for you being deceived?" At this point, Tartaglia covered his forehead and sighed, "You were deceived, but who wasn't deceived? It's hard to explain. Not only were you deceived, I was deceived too. Mr. Zhongli and Ms. Zhongli really kept it a secret from me..."

Ying and Paimon were a little confused by Tartaglia's behavior.

He was also deceived? What does that mean?

Just when I was about to ask.

The lady at the side suddenly said, "Okay, Tartaglia, let's get down to business first."

Then he looked at Zhongli.

"As promised, I have come to take your Heart of God, Morax."

After these words were spoken, Paimon and Ying looked at Zhongli in shock.

“Huh!? What are you talking about!?”

Zhongli ignored Paimon and just stretched out his hand. A brown square-like chess piece appeared in the center of his palm.

"The contract has been fulfilled. As you asked, I will give you what was promised."

The lady couldn't help but roll her eyes at this and said, "This condescending tone really makes me feel uncomfortable." As she said that, she was about to take it from his hand, but Zhongli stepped back.

The lady immediately became alert. "What? Is the God of Contract going back on his word?"

Zhongli shook his head. "The contract is already signed and I won't go back on my word. But there are still some things I need to do before I give it to you."

His eyes flashed, and a rock-yellow light flashed in his hand, passing through the Heart of God, and a stream of light flew towards Su Mo and penetrated into Su Mo's body.

Su Mo felt the light, and only felt relieved when he heard a response.

Zhongli saw Su Mo nod, and then handed the Heart of God to the lady.

The lady finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If the other party really doesn't want to, it will be difficult for her.

Paimeng, who witnessed the whole process, opened his eyes wide, almost popping out, as he looked at the chess piece floating in the air, and then looked at the calm young man.

A voice echoed through the roof.

"What! So you are Prince Yan!?"

"No, no, no, no, that's not the point. The point is why did you give the Heart of God to the Fatui!?"

Ying was also confused about this. As a god of Liyue, it would be fine if he really passed away, but now he is still alive and well and gave the Heart of God to the Fatui. This is really unbelievable!

Zhongli said calmly, "This isn't a gift, but a contract between me and the Ice Queen."

Paimon was speechless. "Yeah, that's right, the contract. Let's not talk about anything else, let's just talk about your faked death. It was really too much. Everyone held a ceremony to welcome you, but then you turned into a dragon and fell from the sky with a clang. Then Liyue Harbor was in chaos and it caused a disaster."

Listening to Paimon's sarcastic words, Ms. Achieved Her Goal couldn't help but laugh. "Gathering the undercurrent beneath the surface, applying pressure to the limit, and then exploding it—isn't that what he wants?"

"Let me do it," Zhongli took the initiative.

"As you all know, I have lived for over six thousand years. I built Liyue with the immortals over three thousand seven hundred years ago."

"Even the rock that a whirlpool can't break will continue to wear away under the erosion of time. It's just that I keep convincing myself that the day when it will be worn into cracks has not yet come."

"Until one rainy day, I was walking in the harbor and heard a merchant say to his men, 'Your duty is done, go and rest.'"

"At that time, I was still there, struggling with myself for a long time, because I kept thinking, Liyue has developed on its own now, and have I fulfilled my responsibilities?"

"But when I really considered stepping down from the throne, I realized there were many reasons why I couldn't step down."

"What's the reason?" Paimon asked.

Zhongli responded, "For example, Liyue in the Land of the Gods, is it ready to set sail on the sea alone? Has it grown enough to leave my protection? What will it endure after I leave to avoid collapse?"

"These are the things I'm worried about, so I had to create a crisis to verify my thoughts before making a decision. That's why I took the opportunity to stage a fake death to drag the Liyue Seven Stars, Young Master, and others into this vortex."

Paimon was puzzled. "No way, what if there's really no way to end it? You just pretend you're really dead and simulate the real scene and just watch it."

Zhongli shook his head. "Of course not. After all, we are all the people of the Rock King. I will protect you in times of trouble. That's why I have kept the Heart of God until now."

"So you're saying that if there's really no way to resolve this, you'll resurrect and use your divine power to resolve Liyue's crisis once again?"

The lady laughed and said, "You are so funny, little one, but you are right. Of course, this is easy for him..."

Of course, she didn't say the rest.

That is

This is why the Fatui made a deal with him.

Instead of pouring out your heart like that bard.

"But speaking of it, just like a child who loses his parents will mature quickly, this city of Lingyue has also grown this time in the face of the death of the god," the lady sighed.

If all gods cared about their people as much as Morax did, there wouldn't be so many injustices in the world.

……

Somewhere, a green figure who was tasting Liyue's fine wine suddenly sneezed.

"Who missed me?"

Hehe, never mind. Even if the people of Mondstadt miss me, this is Liyue’s territory.

In someone else's territory, their gods are temporarily unable to hear their calls.

Drink, drink!

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