Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Outside Fontainebleau, scattered ruins.

Where the sun sets, the site of the final battle with the servants of the previous generation.

Mu Feng gripped the cross earring in his hand, took a deep breath, and slowly stepped into the center of what used to be the dueling arena.

The setting sun was sinking towards the mountaintop, its blood-red glow painting the scattered ruins and walls, gilding the remaining marble brick walls with a touch of crimson.

The huge circular arena was quiet; not a single person could be seen. The only sounds were the chirping of insects and the wind whistling through the treetops.

Incorrect password?

Mu Feng opened the note he was clutching in his hand with a puzzled look and turned his gaze to the stone tablet in the distance.

Here we bury the last rays of the setting sun and welcome the rising sun.

It shouldn't be.

As he pondered these thoughts, Mu Feng looked around at the broken stone walls, his forehead already beaded with cold sweat.

Oh no, if I really go to the wrong place, Pepe will probably kill me.

Where is the trust? Where is the understanding? Where is the agreed-upon meeting place?

The riddle teller misled me!

A sonic boom that tore through the air came from behind, and the wind, sharper than a blade, gave the warning first.

A chilling danger rapidly approached from behind. The traveler's bladeless sword, crafted by the mechanical workshop, was instantly drawn. Without hesitation, Mu Feng raised his hand and unleashed the standard sword technique of the Hearth House.

"when!"

The bladeless sword and the scythe clashed in mid-air, dazzling sparks and a crisp metallic clang illuminating the silent dueling arena.

Behind the blade of the scythe, through the brim of the black hood, bright red cross-shaped pupils stood out conspicuously.

"wear……"

Before Mu Feng could utter the name, Peruveli vanished instantly, her scythe attacking from behind at a tricky angle.

This isn't what we agreed on!

While enduring Peruvé's merciless attacks, Mu Feng silently shed tears of sorrow.

What was supposed to be a heartfelt conversation about reminiscing about past hardships and appreciating present happiness has now turned into a bitter experience, with the focus shifting to the time when Peipei would dominate and beat people.

As for speaking frankly and openly... that's probably a matter of physics and anatomy.

After exchanging blows for more than ten rounds, Peruvieri, who was knocked back by Mu Feng's sword, swung the long-handled scythe in her hand, and flames instantly appeared on it, while dark red threads also appeared faintly in the sky.

After I've done this week's Mora boost, I'm going to make Yingmei bleed a lot of money!

Seeing that Peruvelle seemed to be serious, Mu Feng made a bitter joke to himself and then put away his already riddled-with-holes sword.

A bluish-green wind elemental force gathered around him, while fire and wind elements continued to spread as they collided, causing the temperature around the desolate ruins to rise sharply.

Crimson threads intertwined, and flaming scythes danced in the air, shattering the wind blades that attacked from afar.

A blood-red fireball hurtled towards them head-on, and a thin water elemental shield instantly rose up. The white mist formed by the evaporation of water and fire spread throughout the entire arena with the diffusion of wind element.

Two elemental forces?

Peruvelle's bright red cross-shaped pupils narrowed slightly. Caught off guard, a water arrow shot through the thick fog, pulling off the hood from her head.

"Sister Peipei, aren't you cold...?"

Seeing that the battle seemed to be coming to an end, Mu Feng took the opportunity to withdraw his elemental power and stepped forward to begin reasoning with him and appealing to his emotions.

After all, playing the second phase costs extra money.

However, Peluveli seemed not to hear him. She withdrew the scythe from her hand, but the flames in her palm burned even more fiercely.

A dark curse began to spread, dense blood-red threads tore the sky apart, and dark red wings unfurled from behind Peruveli, with ashes of flames swirling around her.

The embers of the fire between the two worlds.

Peruvieri's white coat had turned deep black, and she stood suspended in mid-air on a silken thread, while a crescent moon composed of blood and fire slowly rose.

isn't it...

Mu Feng put on a bitter face and reluctantly adopted a fighting stance.

Is this some kind of new kind of welcoming ceremony? Shouldn't the first thing you see when you open the door be the lovely Ms. Sora, or a thrilling weekly game?

The air temperature was rising steadily, and the deep black curse had overwhelmed the golden light, extending towards the arm. The ever-increasing pressure gave Mu Feng a sense of foreboding.

Why is this about numerical inflation when it's not a girl's fault?

The blood moon's light grew ever brighter, and the calamity moon resembled a beating heart, with blood and fire surging through its veins, as if it wanted to burn everything to ashes.

No, the curse is about to get out of control.

"Stop, Peruvéli!"

Mu Feng saw Peruveli's arm, completely ravaged by the curse, and in a moment of desperation, the broken Sands of Time instantly appeared in his hand.

The hourglass, its luster worn away by time, turned, and the golden clock instantly enveloped the entire desolate ruins, causing everything around to gradually fall into a state of stillness.

In an instant, the golden light overwhelmed the power of the curse. Through the hands of the clock, Peruvieri's gaze fell on the light green short-haired rabbit doll at the boy's waist, and she suddenly smiled.

"It seems to have been a worthwhile adventure."

The next moment, the power of the Calamity Moon Bloodfire dissipated, and her body fell from mid-air, exhausted.

……

Fontaine, Boufati Mansion.

"Am I dreaming."

Linnie stared dumbfounded at the bizarre scene before her, then stiffly reached out and tugged at Linette, who remained expressionless beside her.

Oh my God of Water, if this world has gone mad, then Linni has gone mad.

Inside the room, the boy stood with his hands on his hips, passionately speaking into the microphone without holding back at the three parents of the Fireplace House, making the three little ones outside the door tremble with fear.

Even more strangely, neither Elodie and Clementine, who are usually quite mild-mannered, nor even their usually stern father showed the slightest sign of anger.

Lynette didn't answer, but her perked-up cat ears clearly betrayed her feelings.

"It's... him."

The usually silent Fimini spoke up, looking at the familiar figure in the room, and slowly uttered a few words.

"he?"

Linnie and Lynette turned their heads at the same time, looking at Fimini with a strange expression. Fimini opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

"You know, 'Father' and the others were also children of the Hearth House, weren't they?"

Linnie and Linette nodded; this wasn't exactly a secret among some of the former members of the Hearth House.

Fimini lowered his head, seemingly unwilling to recall that dark period. After a long silence, he spoke in an extremely weak voice:

"actually."

"My previous 'servant,' who was also my adoptive 'mother,' was not killed by my 'father' alone."

The twins' pupils suddenly contracted, and just as Linni was about to ask a question, another sound from inside the room interrupted their conversation.

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