Genshin Impact: Rise of the Desert

The office of Navelette, where six of the seven Dukes of Fontaine are located.

Li Fei, Cang Jing, Bai Lu, Mo Er Tai, Yi Li Ye Lin, Rou Deng.

Among them, Soft Lamp, Azure Crystal, and White Dew are very supportive of Navelette. They came mainly to discuss how to kill the Abyss Apostle. The other three want to oust Navelette and restore the seven dukes' council when the Water God was on his expedition to Kanria. At that time, human power reached its peak in Fontaine.

Furna stormed up to Duke Morte and shouted, "Whose dog are you again?!"

Duke Mortey seemed to have discovered something interesting and exclaimed with surprise, "Oh ho~ who do we have here? It's Lady Funina. I wonder what your thoughts are on the Abyss Apostles roaming around Fontaine?"

Funina was speechless for a moment, and to be honest, she had no idea what to do.

She instinctively looked to Navelette for help, but Navelette, her head throbbing from the noise, covered her head, lowered her eyes, and closed them. Furnessa then turned to Ivan, her eyes lighting up immediately.

He ran over and pushed Ivan in front of Duke Morte: "This is Ivan Rurik! He's the one who fought against that Abyss Apostle, and even had a slight advantage."

"Hahahahaha..." Duke Morte laughed loudly, pointing his cane at Ivan's chest. "You're just a desert man, a barbarian. What the hell do you think you are, daring to stand in front of us?"

Duke Iriyelin sneered, "Hmph, the Steambird newspaper says that a patrol ship accidentally entered a secret realm, allowing the Abyss Apostles to escape. I think it's you, a desert barbarian, trying to make contact with us, the Fontaine civilization, isn't it?"

Duke Li Fei tapped the ground with his cane: "Since this barbarian caused it, let's first sentence him to Mello Petersburg, and then..."

Before Duke Li Fei could finish speaking, Ivan said coldly, "If you keep showing off, I'll make you fly."

The scene fell silent.

Duke Mortaire stared in disbelief, tapping Ivan's chest repeatedly with his cane: "Oh ho~ What did you say? Say it again?"

"I said, if you keep showing off, I'll fucking make you fly!" Ivan grabbed Mortaire's silver-plated cane and snapped it in two. "Who the hell do you think you are, pointing fingers at me? Who the fuck do you think you are?"

The force of the impact forced Mortei back two steps before he could regain his balance. He looked at Ivan in disbelief: "You're just a desert man. What right do you have to appear before us when we're discussing state affairs?"

“I am employed by Mr. Navelette to temporarily serve as Ms. Funina’s bodyguard until the Apostle of the Abyss dies,” Ivan said righteously, gently patting the chest where the cane had touched him.

Morte chuckled lightly: "Haha, if it could be handled, it would have been handled long ago. Why wait until now?"

Navelette then said, "I have invited Duke Melopité to come. At that time, I, the strongest dueling agent Clarind, and Leosley de Melopité will join forces to suppress the Abyss Apostles..."

Mortaire slammed the broken half of his cane onto Vilette's table: "He's just an ordinary Abyss Apostle. We've killed him before. Do we really need so many people?"

Ivan sneered, "That Abyss Apostle was the Abyss Princess's first follower, and his strength rivaled that of a god. Do you know the legendary God of Time? He killed three of them."

Seeing the splinters from the broken cane flying all over Villette, Furna couldn't help but feel annoyed: "Mortaire, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Villette slammed her hand on the table and stood up: "Enough! You just want me to resign, right? Let me tell you, don't even think about it!"

Mortey laughed in anger: "You? What makes you think you can stop me from thinking about it?"

"You might die right now." Water element gathered in Navelette's hand, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

The three dukes who had come to force him to abdicate couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Naviette, let me tell you, you can't do anything reckless."

"I...I am the Duke! You...you are nothing, you have no right to kill me!"

"Hmph, Vilette, aren't you afraid that what happened today will get out?"

Navelette chuckled lightly: "It's simple, just kill them all except for the water god, right?"

Ivan's eyes widened.

No, brother.

I'm just doing this for money, it can't be that bad, right?

The three dukes were speechless for a moment, and only when he saw that he had frightened them did Villette breathe a sigh of relief.

But the anger in my heart must be released.

Navelette sat down in a chair and sighed, "I know, I know, the essence of you humans is to want higher rights and to accomplish greater things. But even if I resign, who among you will take care of the Abyss Apostles first? You? Or you?"

Duke Mortaire immediately jumped out, pointing at Ivan: "I... I can hire him. Didn't he fight the Abyss Apostles? With Clorind and Duke Melo Peter on the side, victory is assured."

To save face for Navilette, Ivan sneered, "I'm more interested in how much money your family has than in your reward."

Morte was immediately rebuffed.

Navelette had calmed down and was thinking of reasoning with him and giving him a lecture, but Morte's sudden jump reignited her anger.

Navelette slammed her hand on the table: "I'm telling you, although I'm not a god, I grew up alongside the gods!"

"I am not the Little Auspicious Grass King who has not shown his face in the Palace of Wisdom for five hundred years, I am the Grand Judge of Fontaine who has served for five hundred years!"

"Entered from Mörlebütburgh, emerged from the Primitive Sea of ​​the Sea, worked at the Fontaine Academy of Sciences, served at the Opiclie Opera House, a tough guy forged from the eight provinces of Fontaine!"

Then, with trembling hands, Navelette pointed at the three dukes: "I tell you, I've judged the cases you've judged, and I've judged the cases you haven't judged!"

"Back in Mero Petersburg, the Primordial Embryonic Sea almost couldn't hold me back. I soaked in the Primordial Embryonic Sea for a whole day and night and I wasn't afraid at all. Why would I be afraid of that damn Abyss Apostle?"

"What can he do? Can he drown me?"

Navelette flicked her sleeve and looked at Duke Soft Lamp and the others who were watching the drama unfold: "And you? Are you here to make me resign too?"

Duke Soft Lamp hurriedly bowed, accompanied by two stilted servants: "Lord Villette, you are fair and impartial. In the past five hundred years, the cases you have judged have outlived our lives. If anyone dares to ask you to resign, I will be the first to object!"

"me too!"

"Me too, me too!"

Duke Soft Lamp was a shrewd man; at this moment, he needed to save face. Compared to the two burdens he brought along, he was much more astute.

Regardless, Vilette has cultivated water elemental skills for five hundred years; no one would believe he's weak.

In the end, this world belongs to the strong.

The strong are meant to ruthlessly humiliate the weak.

1. Primordial Sea of ​​Conception: The high-ranking nobles of Fontaine know about the Primordial Sea of ​​Conception, but keep it a secret to avoid causing panic and riots among the common people.