Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

"Pepe!"

Clementine, wielding a short sword, rushed into the room first, followed closely by Mu Feng and Elodie, who had just unleashed their wind blades.

Behind them lay a pile of clockwork mechanisms and various broken and scattered parts.

Peruvée, seemingly oblivious to Clementine's calls, began to unfurl crimson wings behind her, as if soaked in the blood of countless dead souls.

Peruvéli's figure vanished from the spot, and the next second, she silently reappeared behind Mr. Fleetim, accompanied by surging flames.

Darkness spread from Peruvéli's fingertips to her wrist, and she effortlessly gripped Mr. Fleetim's neck, lifting the terrified Fleetim into the air.

"Cough...uh...help..."

Fleetim's legs struggled in the air, his fingernails scratching bloody marks on his neck, but he was completely unable to break free from Peruvieri's grip.

"Help……"

Fleetim uttered broken syllables with difficulty, his eyes filled with undisguised fear and despair.

"Click."

With a crisp sound of bones cracking, Fleetim's horrified expression froze on his face as his body slammed heavily to the ground like a rag doll.

"Pepe!"

Clementine and Elodie's terrified voices came from outside the door, while Mu Feng, gripping the Eye of God tightly, stood in front of them, his face showing a wary expression.

"Cravlie, Elodie, watch out."

"Peruveli has lost control."

The next moment, Peruvieri's gaze shifted to the three people beside her, her dark eyes flashing with a mad expression as she looked at the crimson cross-shaped pupils.

"boom!"

The wind blade and the flame scythe collided in mid-air, and the blazing flames, accompanied by a gale, instantly ripped the roof off, creating a huge hole.

Well, it's another desolate ruin.

Mu Feng thought to himself with a bittersweet smile, as he used his wind elemental power to barely withstand Peruvieri's fierce attacks, while secretly creating shields for Clementine and Elodie beside him.

However, as the exchange of blows accelerated and the wind and fire elements continued to spread, fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on Mu Feng's forehead.

You've now successfully mastered the Anemo elemental, reaching level 20. Now, challenge the max-level servant weekly dungeon!

What kind of hellish joke is this, buddy? This kind of thing is obviously a problem with the matchmaking system!

"when!"

Another powerful sweeping blow caught Mu Feng off guard, forcing him to draw his weapon and parry it head-on, causing blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

The flames around Peruvier flared up again, and the crimson moonlight gradually rose behind her, as if it were the prelude to the end of the world.

Can this be played without cutting?

Mu Feng cursed inwardly, and his wind elemental power was quickly circulated to its limit, forming a green wind shield in front of Clementine and Elodie.

Just as Mu Feng was preparing to take Peruvieri's attack head-on, Peruvieri's small face, which was gathering its strength, suddenly showed a painful expression, as if it was struggling against something.

The next instant, the flames surrounding Peruvieri went out without warning, and she fell straight down from mid-air.

A gentle breeze blew by, and Mu Feng caught the falling Peruvian steadily, letting out a slight sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the blue bar is a perpetual pain for every finisher player.

"Brother Mufeng! Are you all alright?"

"Mufeng, Mufeng, what happened to Peipei?"

As the aftershocks of the battle gradually subsided, Clementine and Elodie rushed forward, anxiously inquiring about the two's condition.

Mu Feng suppressed the chaotic elemental surge, shook his head slightly, and used the last bit of wind elemental power to nourish Peruvier's weakened body after she had been driving the cursed power without restraint.

"It must have gone out of control during the awakening of his bloodline, and was indirectly controlled by the power."

"He's out of danger now, but his elemental energy is depleted, so he needs to rest for a while."

After handing the unconscious Peruvée to Clementine and Elodie for support, Mu Feng once again raised his one-handed sword and walked toward the Count, who was trapped under the collapsed roof.

"Don't...don't kill me..."

“I’ll give you Mora… lots and lots of Mora.”

The count, who had been stunned by what looked like the end of the world, came to his senses and looked at the cold, gleaming blade in front of him. The fear of death immediately surged into his heart again.

"Don't kill... uh..."

The sword pierced the count's chest, and blood gushed out instantly, drowning out the count's pleas for mercy.

Elodie turned away reluctantly, while Mu Feng wiped the blood from the blade, his eyes showing no pity.

Although it wasn't one of those scumbags from Zhidong, this sword strike can be considered as paying back the first debt on your behalf.

Valencia, did you see that?

Mu Feng gazed up at the night sky, where rain was beginning to fall, and turned away indifferently, never looking back at the gradually cooling corpse.

"Mission accomplished."

"Let's go back."

The four small figures, supporting each other, gradually disappeared into the dark night.

……

Five minutes after the three left, Donatello, the then captain of the Fontaine Special Patrol, and Caroline, the head of the Shadow Court, rushed over with their team, only to be met with a scene of utter chaos.

Three gruesome corpses, a half-collapsed building, and a group of bewildered children.

After the investigation, the special patrol team and the Shadow Chaser found a large amount of evidence of human trafficking in the home of the well-known philanthropic couple, and learned another side of the truth from some brave children.

However, the enormous fortune inside the villa vanished without a trace.

"It seems a bloody storm is brewing..."

Donatello held the list of shady deals in his hand, a hint of seriousness in his eyes.

With so many important figures involved, how many people will be affected by this scandal?

Donatello looked at the children whose faces were either blank or terrified, and couldn't help but think of Chavorei, who was still a baby at home.

If evil cannot be eradicated, and if I am not the captain of the Shadow Chaser's Court, who can guarantee that my daughter will not be one of them?

Thinking of this, Donatello's eyes flashed with a resolute light, and his fingers holding the list turned slightly white.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Donatello.”

Noticing Donatello's mood, Carolie, standing nearby, waved her small round hand in front of Donatello's eyes and said with a serious expression:

"I will immediately hand this list over to Lord Navelette for his decision."

Donatello smiled with relief. Without the slightest hesitation, he solemnly handed the list to the Shadow Court official who had served for over four hundred years.

"Please, Senior Carole."

Caroline nodded gently, carefully hiding the list close to her body, but then, as if remembering something, she turned back to look at the count's corpse again.

The fatal wound pierced through the chest, shattering the heart and leaving no chance of survival.

The modus operandi is very familiar, but where exactly have I seen it before?

"Senior Carole, hurry up and keep up!"

Miu Miu's voice came from afar, startling Caroline from her reverie.

"Come here."

Carol shook her head, banishing the unfounded association from her mind, and followed the Shadow Chaser and the Special Patrol Team back to Fontainebleau.

Tomorrow is Mu Feng's birthday. If he can't see me from heaven, he'll be worried...

After taking one last look at the ruins of the manor, Caroline slowly turned and left the scene of the crime.

(P.S.: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival! There will be an extra chapter tonight.)