Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

At the age of ten, Winterfell no longer sent any more Fools to garrison it. In the remote border villages, only a Thunderfire sorcerer and a group of bewildered orphans remained.

Aside from continued daily supplies, the nameless town was almost completely cut off from the outside world, with only the endless howling blizzard swirling around it.

Perhaps, you have already been forgotten.

As for the Eye of God, you haven't mentioned it to anyone, not even the Thunderfire sorcerer who raised you.

This has nothing to do with trust. You understand that in the depths of winter, to survive, and even to raise the blade of revenge against your enemies, depends entirely on yourself, and can only depend on yourself.

Just when you think your childhood is destined to remain in this icy wasteland, fate takes an unexpected turn.

On this very day, an unexpected guest arrived in this nearly lost village.

"Da da……"

As usual, snowflakes fell heavily from the sky. In the blizzard, a carriage broke through the obstruction of the snowstorm and gradually revealed its outline in the white expanse.

"stop."

Approaching a dilapidated building, a woman's voice suddenly rang out from the carriage that was moving forward in silence. Her gentle voice carried an undeniable air of authority.

The fools who were driving the carriage slowly brought it to a stop and respectfully lifted the curtain for the passengers.

"Please get out of the car, Your Excellency."

The woman slowly stepped down from the carriage. Her clean white shirt added a touch of competence to her, while the black coat she wore subtly conveyed a solemn and gentle religious atmosphere.

Two completely different temperaments are perfectly blended in this tall woman.

With a flick of her long, dark pink hair, the woman known as the Executive Officer walked gracefully toward the building that seemed out of place with her demeanor, her high heels creaking on the snow.

Kujavina, the fourth executive officer of the Fools.

Kujavina walked slowly forward, her lips, painted with bright lipstick, slightly upturned, and her deep blue eyes gleamed with an enigmatic light.

"Children...it's time to go 'home'..."

She chuckled softly, slowly reached out, and gently knocked on the dilapidated wooden door.

……

The Executor's visit filled Lei Ying, the only Fool's Clan member in the Orphan Camp, with immense fear. She couldn't understand why the high and mighty Fourth Executor would suddenly visit this neglected border town.

"I've come to pick the children up and take them home."

"Please bring them here."

The image of the arrogant Fourth Seat of the Fools was vastly different from the gentle, smiling Kujavina before her. The Thunderfire sorceress hastily responded before heading off to gather the orphans from the camp.

Soon, the orphans in the camp gathered in the dilapidated hall, gazing with curiosity and longing at the elegantly dressed, beautiful woman before them.

Kujavina stood before the huddled children, a kind and gentle smile on her face.

"Poor children."

Kujavina walked toward the orphans and gently ruffled the hair of one of the little girls, as if a loving mother were comforting her flesh and blood.

She stood up, sunlight streaming through the shattered French windows illuminating her black robe, making the purple gem on her chest sparkle, like that of a holy priestess.

"By the grace of Her Majesty the Queen, I will lead you away from this harsh land and into a new kingdom."

"We will form a 'home,' a place where there is no cold, no hunger, and no class distinctions."

"You will live happily and grow up."

"And I will become the 'mother' of all of you."

Kujavina's gentle voice seemed to possess a magical quality, making the suffering orphans around her yearn for the beautiful "home" she described.

"I will teach you knowledge and impart skills to you."

"Until... you become qualified warriors, warriors loyal to 'Home' and Her Majesty the Queen."

Reaching out to gently smooth the little girl's previously disheveled hair, Kujavina's soft voice, like a gentle stream, soothed the hearts of everyone present.

The little girl looked up, gazing into Kujavina's deep blue eyes, her innocent face sparkling with longing.

"Mother...your Majesty?"

The little girl spoke timidly, trying to call out.

Kujavina touched the little girl's forehead with an encouraging and approving smile. Then, she stood up and looked with satisfaction at the excited and expectant little faces.

Suddenly, she raised an eyebrow and looked in a certain direction with considerable surprise.

That kid... is interesting.

……

The cheering atmosphere around him did not affect Mu Feng's mood. Vague memories of his past life flooded his mind. He coldly observed the excited discussion of the crowd without saying a word.

Kujavina... a former servant.

For Her Majesty the Queen, what a noble reason!

It's laughable that a woman who treats even her own daughter as a tool can still show a loving expression.

It seems they are not heading towards a warm "home," but rather a terrifying "breeding ground" for poisonous insects.

A large number of highly toxic insects and poisonous creatures are placed in a sealed container and allowed to kill each other until the most toxic "Gu" is determined.

And this so-called "home" is nothing more than a breeding ground for evil.

The victor survives, the loser dies, the wounded lose their value and are discarded like worn-out shoes, and the ultimate victor will be rewarded with the right to duel with "Mother".

The living will become the new "king" of the fireplace house.

"Child, you seem to have some doubts."

Kujavina pushed aside the jubilant children, squatted down, ruffled Mu Feng's short hair, and spoke gently, her tone full of certainty despite being a question.

Mu Feng raised his head, looking directly into Kujavina's dark blue eyes, which were like a bottomless pool of water, and asked in a calm tone:

"So, what's the price?"

Kujavina looked at the boy, who was no more than ten years old, with great interest. A flash of madness appeared in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

She gently patted Mu Feng's shoulder, gave him a meaningful look, then stood up and spoke loudly to the children present:

"Children, you only need to remember one thing."

“Home does not tolerate betrayal.”

Then, Kujavina gave Mu Feng a deep look, her sharp gaze seemingly piercing through his body and focusing on the Eye of God hidden behind him.

Mu Feng shivered, and his gaze toward Kujavina gradually became serious.

Kujavina walked back to the front of the stage, her deep blue eyes, with her back to the crowd, gleaming with a captivating light.

It seems... this contest for "King" is getting even more interesting.

Calm, rational, with considerable strength, and knows how to conceal it.

How many more surprises will you give me?

Mu Feng Xuenetsevich.

Kujavina's fiery lips curled into a smile, and a frenzied excitement flashed across her eyes, like a top hunter who had found interesting prey.

She turned around, half of her face obscured in the darkness, the other half bathed in the sunlight reflected off the snowflakes, appearing both radiant and fractured.

"So...children."

Welcome to "The House of Fireplaces".