Genshin Impact: Rise of the Desert

Villette's anger caused all the dukes to lower their noble heads, and the scene became so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

After five minutes of awkward silence, Navelette finally gave the order.

"You may all leave. I will take action regarding the Abyss Apostles after meeting with Duke Melo Peter tomorrow night."

All the dukes left in silence, and Villette breathed a sigh of relief, slumping into her chair.

Funina ran to Navelette's side: "Navelette, how are you? Don't be too angry, anger is bad for your health."

Navelette waved her hand: "I haven't been this angry in a long time. These nobles completely disregard the lives of ordinary people. The plan to purge the nobility needs to be brought forward."

Then Navelette looked at Ivan: "Mr. Rurik, I'm sorry to have made you laugh. The water god's handmaiden has been bribed to change the trial time. The news has already been leaked by unsuspecting people. Please bring Ms. Funina to the trial location before noon tomorrow."

Ivan asked, "So, I'll have to go to court tomorrow?"

"No, it's the Opikley Opera House. In Fontainebleau, trials are a form of entertainment," Furina said proudly. "The dramatic twists and turns of the trials, and the joy of the truth being revealed, significantly increase the people's happiness index!"

After exchanging a few more words with Funina, Ivan pushed open the door and left.

However, there was someone waiting for him at the door.

Aidan de Soft Lamp.

Ivan bowed slightly to him: "Mr. Soft Lamp."

“Come on, Mr. Rurik, let me see you off.” Aidan smiled as he walked alongside Ivan, pointing behind them. “Guess how long it takes to walk from outside the Moman Palace to Mr. Navelette’s office?”

Ivan looked back and thought that even at his slowest pace, ten minutes would be enough.

Before Ivan could speak, Aidan patted Ivan on the shoulder and said, "When I was young, I worked with my father. The first time I stood outside the Mo Mang Palace, I thought it was just a few steps away."

"But by the time I finally got here, I already had four children and two grandchildren. It took me a full thirty years..."

"What a pity, no matter how high I climb, I'll still be at this level."

“I had no dispute with Navilette. I led the people to do business in the port, and he was responsible for collecting taxes and giving orders.”

“But my son Willie. He was the one I had the most hope for. If he dies like this, the Soft Lamp family will have to be replaced in a few decades… I was so angry that I snapped at him. Looking back, I’m still scared.”

Ivan then noticed that Aidan had entered middle age, with graying temples.

Although Willie is rather stubborn and old-fashioned, he is much better than the other three spendthrift sons.

In short, Aidan is about to return to Softlight Harbor, and without him watching over him, those unscrupulous merchants in Liyue might raise prices to who knows how high. Ivan should apologize to Villette on his behalf.

Oh man.

Aren't you going to apologize?

Is it really necessary to go through all this trouble?

It was already late at night, but there were still a few people out there doing something late into the night.

Some were journalists looking to dig up firsthand information, some were doing it for work, and others were doing it because someone in their family was sick or had gotten into trouble.

Ivan returned to the Opiclay Hotel by cruise ship.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Ivan had just finished washing up and was about to pick up Funina when the front door was kicked open.

"Silhind? What are you doing here?" Ivan asked, puzzled. "Weren't you supposed to be modifying the armor?"

Sylhind gasped, "Boss... Boss, last night, Olu came to tell me that you've been charged. I worked overtime all night to fix the armor. You should put it on and try it on. Let's just run away when the court starts!"

Ivan was taken aback: "Why should I run? I didn't do anything wrong."

Sylhind caught his breath and said, "Proclamation to the Cardinal Judge, that machine will read all your crimes in one lifetime. Any attempt to hide anything will be futile under its scan. Let's run!"

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From birth until now, Ivan has been anything but charitable; in fact, he has committed countless evil deeds.

To put it more broadly, Ivan led his men to rob a caravan; to put it more recently, he killed a Fontaine just before entering Fontaine.

Ivan's face was ashen.

In this way, everything he had done these past few days, and the goodwill he had painstakingly built up with Funina and the others, would most likely be wiped out in this trial.

"Let's try out the armor first."

Silhind didn't dare leave such a precious thing outside. Even when conducting research, South Carolina allowed people to go outside for a walk, but didn't allow any researchers to enter.

The Fontaine Academy originally allowed Sirhind to use the laboratory because they wanted that armor, but in the end, Sirhind wouldn't even let them take a look.

South Carolina's son, Tsering, was stubborn and refused to let them in. When pushed too far, he even hit people, infuriating the people at the Academy of Sciences.

Just now, Silhind, along with Nanka Tsering and Oulu Osman, disguised themselves as deliverymen.

They changed routes five times and went around in circles four times before finally returning here and placing the armor in the room in the river.

It's worth mentioning that Nanka had his original crocodile shattered by the Abyss Apostle, and the fragments of his soul returned to his body.

Before their souls could reunite, Sirhind took him to the zoo and stole a crocodile. Without time to modify the crocodile's body, he directly turned it into an evil spirit and put the fragments of Nanka Cairang's soul back into the zoo.

Perhaps due to environmental factors, the desert crocodile is ferocious and large, and with physical modifications and the addition of mechanical armor, it becomes even larger.

The crocodiles in Fontainebleau are less than two meters long, and they actually look... kind of cute...

Nanka Cairang wore a huge arm armor made of magic rock, which extended about half a meter outward from his arm and could be used directly as a weapon.

The other tribesmen, having sharpened their scimitars and replenished their energy, gathered intently in the room in the river to witness this historic moment.

What came into view was a suit of armor with its doors wide open. All he had to do was lie down inside and wait for the silver needles to be inserted into his body. Then, he could move the armor with his own will and put it on without the help of others.

“That’s why I stopped you back then, Chieftain.” Silhind looked at his work with satisfaction. “Back then, the parts inside the armor had shifted to varying degrees, and the position of the [Neurotic Needle] was completely unsuitable for modern humans.”

"Now it's all right. I have repaired and perfected the combined wisdom of the King of the Great Crimson Sand Sea, the King of the Great Compassionate Tree, and the God of Flowers. Now, go and use the weapons of your ancestors, and be ready at any time to lead your people away from this [civilized] place."