Genshin Impact: Demon God of Shura

"Heureia, after our discussion, we cannot accept your request."

"what?"

Heuria looked up at the blue sky with disbelief, but before she could speak, the blue sky raised its hand to interrupt her.

Lan Tian maintained a stern face and said seriously:

"Heureia, putting aside how your people treat us, do you know that with your current strength, going to the Dark Sea is nothing short of suicide? Are you sure you still want to go?"

Upon hearing this, Morax and the others nodded in unison, indicating their stance.

"I...I think there will always be a place in this world where I can belong..."

Heuria was clearly intimidated by Blue Sky's serious demeanor and spoke hesitantly.

Even knowing that death is imminent?

"Morax spoke up."

"Yes, even knowing that death is inevitable."

Heureia turned her head toward the direction of the Salt of the Earth and spoke resolutely.

[Was this the choice you were expecting?]

Looking at Heuria's resolute eyes, Lan Tian thought to himself.

[Heureia will still make this choice, as expected. However, you have the courage to face death, so why don't you have the courage to fight for yourself?]

Although Blue Sky is not Heuria, the Goddess of Salt, and has never experienced what Heuria went through, Blue Sky still feels a pang of remorse for the fall of this gentle and kind demon goddess.

However, given Heuria's cowardly nature, Blue Sky estimated that relying solely on their earnest persuasion would be of little use, so Blue Sky decided to take a tougher approach.

Heureia, you are too cowardly!

Thinking this, Lan Tian looked at Heuria in front of him and successfully ignited a nameless fire in his heart.

Because in his previous life, Lan Tian hated those who were cowardly and incompetent.

then……

Snapped!

"what!"

To the astonishment of Morax and the others, Blue Sky flicked Heuria hard on the head, causing her to scream in pain.

"Rolcius, why did you flick me?"

Heuria covered her forehead, which was red from being flicked by the blue sky, with both hands, looked at the blue sky in front of her with a wronged expression, and said aggrievedly.

Morax and the others also turned their attention to Lan Tian, ​​wondering why he had done such a thing.

"Heureia, you are too cowardly!"

Looking at the timid Heuria in front of him, Lan Tian was immediately furious and raised his hand to flick Heuria's forehead hard.

"what!"

Poor Heureya, after getting another flick on the forehead from Blue Sky, immediately burst into tears.

"Ouch...it hurts!"

Heurelia spoke with a wronged tone, much like a little girl who had been severely reprimanded by her parents.

"Heureia, I ask you, since you have the courage to face death, why don't you fight for yourself? If you use your Salt Authority well, you should be able to fight without fear of demons of similar strength, yet you choose to run away time and time again. Tell me, why don't you choose to fight for yourself! Just because of those disrespectful followers under your command?"

Blue Sky directly and sternly questioned Heuria, instantly stunning her and making her temporarily forget the pain in her forehead.

Not only Heuria, but even Morax and the others were somewhat surprised, because it was the first time they had ever seen Blue Sky so angry in front of them.

When the Demon God of Disease released the plague, Lan Tian had at least suppressed his anger and hadn't shown it in front of everyone.

“I… about fighting, I… I really can’t do it, I can’t… Although I didn’t mean to abandon my people, I really don’t want to keep leading them on journeys and burdening them…”

Heuria lowered her head and rubbed her dress, speaking weakly. She was clearly intimidated by Lantian's imposing presence, her entire body trembling slightly with nervousness.

"Can't do it? A drag? Noisy!"

Lan Tian slammed his hand on the table, stood up, crossed his arms, and pretended to be annoyed as he continued to question Heulia.

"Heureia! I ask you, have you ever fought against other demons?"

"I...I didn't...I led my people to migrate directly..."

Heuria was somewhat frightened by Lantian's appearance, and weakly crossed her hands over her chest.

"Heureia, you have disappointed me greatly..."

Lan Tian shook his head, feigning disappointment, and said:

"You've never even fought a demon god, how do you know you're not suited for combat?"

"I...I am..."

Before Heuria could finish speaking, Blue Sky interrupted her, continuing:

"Furthermore, you say you've dragged your people down. I can now tell you with absolute certainty, Heureia, you're wrong, terribly wrong, ridiculously wrong, hopelessly wrong!"

Without making a sound, he winked at Morax and the others, indicating that they should just watch his performance, and then continued speaking to Heureia in front of him:

"Heureia, have you ever considered that, as the Salt Demon God, without your protection and the shelter you provide, your people would have long been torn apart by the monsters roaming the wilderness, or would be eking out a miserable existence in the desolate wilderness, trembling in fear!"

Lan Tian took a step forward, standing in front of Heulia. He took a deep breath, pretending to calm himself, and then said seriously:

"Heureia, you've actually done better than most demons, you know? Their way of loving isn't as gentle as yours."

"Really...really?"

Heurelia spoke with some disbelief.

"real."

Blue Sky nodded, turned to look at Morax across the conference table, and slowly said:

"The Demon God of Sandstorms, whose territory is perpetually filled with yellow sand due to the power of sandstorms, causes the people there to inhale a lot of sand every day, resulting in an average lifespan of no more than forty years."

Heureia followed the blue sky's gaze to Morax, who calmly nodded and said in a composed manner:

"Everything my old friend said is true."

Seeing this, Lan Tian turned to look at Gui Zhong beside Morax and continued:

"The Swamp Demon God's territory is a foul-smelling, muddy swamp year-round due to the power of the swamp itself. People are mercilessly swallowed by the swamp every day, which is why there were no people left in his territory when I destroyed the Swamp Demon God."

Gui Zhong echoed this sentiment:

“Blue Sky is right. I once used my divine sense to observe the territory of the Swamp Demon God from afar. I saw with my own eyes his people being mercilessly devoured by his swamp body without him even noticing.”

Lan Tian nodded upon seeing this, and then spoke, but this time his tone was noticeably cold:

"The God of Disease, because of his power over disease, his territory is plagued by plagues everywhere, and his people are like madmen, going crazy everywhere, their bodies covered with all kinds of black tumors or abscesses. They depend on the God of Disease's worms for survival every day, and their daily food... is the raw flesh of dead monsters or their own kin."

"This...this is too cruel..."

Heuria was clearly taken aback by the cruel way the Demon of Disease showed love, her face filled with disbelief.

“This is everything I witnessed firsthand, and the Demon God of Disease… was also slain by my own hand, and his people… were all killed by me… That was also the first time I attacked humans who were powerless to even kill a chicken…”

Lan Tian raised his hand and clenched his fist, his face full of resentment.

"Old friend..."

"Blue sky..."

Upon hearing this, Morax and Guizhong spoke with somewhat complicated expressions.

“Master…we all understand what you did back then. After all, even if you hadn’t intervened, those people wouldn’t have survived much longer…”

"Lord Shura, there's no need for that. I think their spirits in heaven are grateful to you for freeing them from their suffering."

Marcius and Luo Xue came to Lan Tian's side and comforted him.

"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

Lan Tian smiled gently at everyone, then looked at Heulia in front of him and said softly:

"Heureia, the reason I'm telling you all this is to tell you that every demon has its own unique concept and way of loving. And compared to the demons I just mentioned, Heureia, you've already done enough. Why do you feel like you're constantly owing them?"

"I...um!"

Lan Tian extended a finger and gently tapped Heulia's forehead, looking into her eyes, and said seriously:

"Heureia, you don't owe them anything. On the contrary, they should all be grateful to you because they were protected and didn't die tragically in the Demon God War. And for these ungrateful, greedy bastards, you still have to give your life for them. Do you still think... everything you did was worth it? Was it right? Was it reasonable? Was it correct?"

Lan Tian's words were like daggers, each one piercing the heart, slowly shattering Heuria's thoughts and leaving her stunned in place.

However, Heuria soon began to ponder Blue Sky's words.

[Rolcius's words make a lot of sense, and he even listed several other ways in which demons love their subjects. So, what should the relationship between demons and their people really be like? Could it be... that I really did something wrong, just as Rolcius said? Terribly wrong?]

Thinking this, Heureia looked up at the blue sky before her, then lowered her head to ponder again:

According to what Rolsheus just said, I owe no one anything, because if I hadn't chosen to protect them back then, they would have ceased to exist long ago...

After a long while, Heureia finally raised her head, looked at the blue sky, and slowly spoke:

"So... in other words, I don't owe them anything, but... I love my people very much and don't want to see them suffer. I... I do everything I can to meet their needs. Doesn't that make me a good demon god?"

Heureia's tone was conflicted.

Meanwhile, Morax and the others, who had been watching Lan Tian's performance, had already fully understood and roughly deduced the situation within Heuria's territory through the conversation between Lan Tian and Morax.

After Morax and the others exchanged words for a while, Morax spoke first:

“That’s not the case, Heureia. Our definition of a good demon god is not based on whether he is entirely good to his subjects.”

"That's right. Take Guixiuli for example. As the demon gods who jointly govern Guixiuli, we do help our people in some ways, but more often we guide them and let them do what they want to do themselves."

Gui Zhong added, following Morax's words. Lan Tian nodded in agreement, turned to look at Heulia, and continued:

"Heureia, when you came to our Guixiuli, were you already awestruck by the magnificent city walls and the prosperity within Guixiuli? Those were all built by the people of Guixiuli with their sweat and hard work, as were the fields in the outer city."

After saying that, Lan Tian turned and walked a few steps to the open space to the side. He turned back to look at Heulia and continued:

"And I, Roltheus, who is known as the God of Grain, only gave them crop seeds and early farming techniques. The way they manage the fields now and their experience are all the result of their hard work and practice over generations."

After saying that, Lan Tian led Heulia to the open space outside the courtyard, pointed to Gui Xiuli's city wall, and said with satisfaction:

"As for the inner and outer city walls of Guixiuli, I personally led and directed my people to build them step by step. Throughout the process, I only planned the location of the city walls and provided all the building materials and design drawings. As a result, my people have given me the beautiful title of 'God of Construction'."

“I see. Then I have another question. Rolsheus, why don’t you just use your other demonic authority—the Authority of Construction—to help them build the city walls? Is it because you don’t love your people, Rolsheus?”

Heureia thought for a moment, then asked curiously.

“That’s not the case, Heureia. I think that’s what you need to consider right now.”

Morax, carrying a cup of hot tea, approached Lantian and said calmly.

The implication of his words is that demons cannot completely help humanity and take care of everything, and humanity should not rely entirely on demons for everything, but should learn to be independent.

After hearing Morax's words, Heuria began to think thoughtfully.

After a while, Heureia looked as if she had just realized something, and Blue Sky nodded and said:

“Hurlia, you guessed right. It is because of your excessive pampering of your people that we have created the current situation. Your people have taken this unconditional love for granted, believing that it is what you should do, rather than something that comes from your pampering.”

Marcius took a sip of tea and added:

"Simply put, this is a pathological condition that needs to be corrected."

Morax nodded upon hearing this and said calmly:

"The people of the Salt of the Earth, we, Guixiuli, can accept them, and even having you, Heureia, join us is not a problem. However, the prerequisite is..."

Gui Zhong, who had come to Morax's side, continued Morax's words and addressed Heureia:

"However, the prerequisite is that Heureia, you need to correct the current pathological condition in your Salt of the Earth, instead of letting Guixiuli pay for this mistake caused by you. Am I right, Morax?"

Gui Zhong patted Morax on the shoulder gently and said playfully.

“If we didn’t do that, we wouldn’t have chosen to accept your people, Heureia.”

Blue Sky turned around, looked at Heuria, and explained the solution to the problem.

Morax nodded slightly in agreement with Lan Tian's suggestion, while the others nodded in agreement as well.

Heureia was no fool, and she quickly realized her mistake from the arguments and reasoning of Blue Sky, Morax, and the others.