Mr. Zhongli, we can't slack off anymore!

The entire cavalry of Fontaine were imprisoned in open-air prisons made of rock.

The traveler rubbed his temples.

Exhausted.

"Next! Reach out your hand!" the traveler said impatiently.

A soldier, his head bleeding from a fall, timidly reached out his hand. The traveler grasped his hand and used his internal elements to scan his internal organs.

"It seems his spleen has ruptured." After the reassuring green light enveloped the soldier's body, his complexion improved considerably.

"Next one, uh..." I'm so sleepy, both tired and hungry.

“I’m sorry, Miss Traveler, I’m next.” Charles extended his hand.

"You're the last one, aren't you?" The traveler glared at him.

This guy is everywhere!

"Yes, thank you for your mercy, Miss Traveler. Most people are fine." He smiled, his face beaming with wealth.

How annoying!

Hmm? Why am I so irritable today? It must be because I didn't sleep well!

“I’ve already told you what happened. Do you understand now?” After defeating them all, the traveler confiscated their weapons, built a cage around them, and told them all the information he had gathered.

"Haha, I understand now. Luckily, Miss Traveler and Mr. Navelette, two heroes with a strong sense of justice, stopped us." Charles's words were loaded with sarcasm, making one feel a sense of irony.

Meryl approached the traveler: "But even if you stop us, the nobles of Fontaine will not let Melusin go in order to consolidate their rule."

“Nobles who always handle things simply will never bother to find the truth. Moreover, only by executing the suspect can public anger be quelled.” Tobal sat on the ground, his chest heaving violently.

"Are you alright, sir? Do you need me to treat you?" the traveler asked.

You can't die at my hands! No staged accidents!

"It's an old problem. It's been a long time since I've had a match that I could play with such gusto like when I was younger," Tobal waved his hand.

"Ok."

"By the way, Mr. Navelette, I'm so sorry, are you alright now?" Bartol formally apologized to Navelette.

To the traveler, this didn't sound very sincere; my Vilette had her bones broken!

"I'm fine. But the clothes I'm wearing were a gift from the traveler, and I hope you can compensate me for them." He frowned and reached out to touch the damaged part of the clothes.

"It's just a piece of clothing, forget it..." the traveler thought to himself, "How petty this child is."

“But… this dress was a gift from you,” Navelette insisted.

"I think I smell a melon patch." Meryl looked at the traveler and Navelette with a meaningful gaze.

“What melon patch? No, no!” the traveler immediately retorted.

"Then... what should we do?" Navelette lowered her head, looking aggrieved.

The light rain started falling again.

"Just don't rush over to protect me, you troublesome fellow." The traveler finally found an opening to vent his frustrations.

Luckily, he was a dragon; if he were a human, he would be doomed in his next life.

When the traveler examined him, he found that his wounds had already healed. The dragon's healing speed was too fast.

"I know," he said.

"Huh?" The traveler couldn't understand his nonsensical words.

"I know the attack was aimed at me, but I don't want you to get hurt." He stared into the traveler's eyes, those deep purple eyes that seemed to look at a dog with affection, and the traveler was held captive for three seconds.

"I think I smell something sour and foul," Haroni, who had been silent until now, chimed in.

"You are such a good child!" The traveler felt gratified; the child had finally grown up!

I watched him grow up in the blink of an eye!

“Excuse me for interrupting. Fontaine’s reinforcements will arrive soon. Miss Traveler, why don’t you release us now and we can stall for time?” Tobal was still thinking about important matters.

“Alright,” the traveler agreed.

“If you break your promise, I will not let you off so easily as I am now,” Navelette said, uttering harsh words.

Is he going through a rebellious phase?

The traveler secretly observed the expression on his face, but unexpectedly, the child blushed with embarrassment at what he saw.

Water dragons don't cry, but they do blush.

The traveler removed the gabion.

The Fontaine cavalrymen's expressions suddenly changed; they quickly picked up their weapons and aimed them in the direction of the traveler.

"Hey, you guys..." The traveler didn't expect these ingrates to betray him so quickly!

“Turn around,” Navelette reminded the traveler.

The traveler slowly turned around, and before he knew it... his movements had become unusually quiet...

The sea rises like a cliff face, surpassing the rock walls built by travelers in both height and length.

"Who..." the traveler wondered, reflecting on whether his actions had angered the water goddess. Was she angry?

However, in doing so, it would only be ordinary people who suffer heavy casualties.

“It must be the source of the plague—the demon god,” Navilette told the traveler, revealing the information he had gleaned from the water.

"You all need to get out of here!" Tobal staggered as he raised his heavy hammer.

“But, Captain…” Haroni was unwilling to leave.

"We must bring the truth the traveler spoke of back to Fontaine! You are still young!" Tobal, with a death wish, was determined to hold off the impending crisis.

The traveler noticed the water's color was off; it was the color of rust. Could it be the pollution Melosin had described?

“I have bad news, traveler. I cannot manipulate the water that changes color,” Navelette said, indicating the severity of the situation.

Fontaine is surrounded by seawater, and the extent of the pollution is currently unknown. Fighting against the water without the protection of land is like throwing an egg against a rock.

“I’m so sorry, Miss Traveler, Mr. Navelette. I beg you to cover the safe return of these children to Fontaine,” Tobal said.

"You're really not being polite." The traveler was speechless.

My life and Navelette's life are both fates!

"I'm sorry, these debts can only be repaid in the next life."

"Hey, you!" The traveler felt like he'd been tricked.

The sewage was not focused on the three men; its first attack scattered the Fontaine cavalry.

"Damn it! It actually went towards the retreating soldiers." The traveler clasped his hands together, gathering rock element.

At least build a stone pillar that can get them out of the water!

As the stone pillar rises, the sewage recedes.

The soldiers who had fallen to the ground were left behind.

"Haroni! Charles! Meryl!" the old man roared at the spot where they had fallen!

However, no one stood up.

The true demon god has arrived.