Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 135 The Story of Snow Country

"I can't save Fendenir either."

Hearing Uku's prayer, Famas refused without hesitation. During the most powerful period of Munata and Kanria, the old God of Grass, Gold, and Famas, who guarded the leylines, were just barely equal. Defeating the joint army of Tianli and Demon God, forced Tianli to end himself, and sent down divine punishment.

Famas, who fled back to Munata, shattered a few nails of cold weather sent by the law of heaven, controlled the plague and curse spreading in the country, connected the land lines, and prevented the city from sinking and breaking. Exhausted, he was optimistic and worked hard to maintain Mu Nata. The operation of Nata, from time to time, makes black humorous jokes with the loyal Hand of the King.

But a defeated king is not quite a king.

The people suffering from the plague and the curse began to rebel against the rule of Farmas, and then he was pressed and beaten by Morax who suddenly appeared.

And now, Famas no longer has enough power to fight against Tianli again, unless...

The seven gods gathered together.

"Don't punish and judge, you will lose the gift of the sky, and all life will come to an end. Destruction, ice and snow."

When the world is pierced by the spikes falling from the blue sky, even the silver-white ancient trees that shelter it will be eclipsed.

Uku, who was rejected, had disappointment in his eyes, and suddenly knelt down on the ground, groaning with his head in his arms, as if recalling something.

Famas supported Abedo, walked to Uku's side, held his head, and passed with a bit of divine power.

"It'll make you feel better...probably."

The golden light shrouded the huge frost-armored Qiuqiu King and the red-clothed boy. Just like at that time, Faluxi, the high priest of Fendenir, stroked the top of Uku's head and gave him the responsibility of a recorder.

The dazzling light began to spread around the snow mountain, and Famas' voice became ethereal and grand under the light.

"Although there is no way to help you rebuild Fendernir, you can see the last prosperity of Snow Country."

Under the influence of the light, both Abedo and Uku fell into some kind of hallucination. The originally withered and silver-white ancient trees began to recover, all the ice and snow disappeared, and the lawn and flowers covered their feet again.

The first is the golden red gradually rising from the distant sky, and the appearance of a majestic castle. At the tip of the tower, Fendenir's Lion King flag is rolled like a sea tide, and the howling wind is facing the magnificent sunrise.

Abedo stared blankly at the magnificent scene in front of him, and Uku was so excited that he shed tears.

The sound of the gardener's scissors being picked gently, the hurried footsteps of the purchasing maid, and the call of the priest seemed to be heard in their ears.

"This is…"

Abedo tried to open his eyes wide and asked Famas.

"Thousands of years ago, the capital of Fendenir."

The royal city of Fendernir is dominated by gold and white, and the altar rises from the mountain, reaching directly to the sky.

In the depths of the castle is a garden. Tall silver-white ancient trees open up the sky and the earth. Countless lives live on the top. Countless branches criss-cross from the trunk, and the leaves of the prosperous trees sing softly in the wind.

In a calm afternoon, a woman in white was pulling a kite by the inner lake, with blond hair tied with light-colored satin at the end, undulating in the sky.

A boy named Emon Loka sat sideways on the branch of an ancient silver tree, tilting his head to read an illustrated storybook called "The Legend of Munata: Origin". He was younger than when Uku saw it , barefoot, short orange hair fluttering in the wind.

When the princess passed under the tree, she heard a crisp cry above her head.

"Happy birthday! Princess Yuehui!"

Today is the 13th birthday of the princess, the daughter of High Priest Faruhi.

Emon Roca jumped off the branch and came to the princess. The foreign boy met the princess and fell in love at first sight.

The princess put on the most formal costume, and received her birthday wishes under the silver-white ancient tree. The border of the green mountains was full of joy, and the best poet of the mountain country came under the ancient tree and sang softly.

"The never-fading silver tree, piercing through the earth, the princess's beauty and virtue will be as bright as the moonlight, our homeland, the happiness of Sarfin Denir will surely last forever..."

Everyone thought so, until half a year later, the Nail of Cold Sky fell from the sky and split into three. The aftermath shattered the ancient silver tree that supported the homeland with the power of the earth veins.

Since that day, the heavy snow has never stopped, and within a week, the country in the mountains has been covered with a thick layer of snow.

High Priest Faruhi tried to listen to the revelation from the sky, but to no avail, he could not respond, and the envoy did not appear.With everyone's expectation, Farooshi set off for the summit.

"The old man will go to the top of the mountain again to seek guidance. When he goes down the mountain, his daughter's second painting should have been completed. The third painting should be a picture of melting ice and snow."

The wind and snow made the way up the mountain extremely difficult, and the priest struggled to climb the stone steps. He felt that the paradise he had worked so hard to escape from the Tornado Demon God could not just be annihilated in the wind and snow.

The high priest finally ascended to the altar facing the sky, but failed to hear the voice of the sky and failed to return.

The princess completed the second mural according to her father's last request. The king's capital on the top of the mountain has been built, and there is even an altar dedicated to offering sacrifices to the envoys, but all this was overshadowed by the wind and snow.
The newly planted fruit trees have not survived, and all the crops, fruits and vegetables on this land have stopped growing. The extremely harsh living environment has become as barren as the ice field.

Now, the princess who was still a child ordered people to pick all the fruits, and planned how to distribute the food in the warehouse so that everyone's life could be extended as much as possible.

In times of crisis, the people of Fendernir are trying their best to find solutions to the problem, burning relic candles, and fires everywhere.

The silver-white ancient tree of Hugu Kingdom was destroyed in the aftermath, and the princess took down the most complete branch, hoping to renew the life of the ancient tree.

But this branch is too short, and it is not enough to continue the life of the ancient tree.

But if you want the ancient silver tree to revive, you must find a new ancient tree, and then graft this branch to it, so that there is hope.

But if you want to find a brand new silver-white ancient tree, it means you have to leave Fendernir and go to the war-torn outside world.

At this time, Emon Roca stood up, he was willing to go to the outside world, and bring back the hope of life for this beautiful country.

The princess used star silver as her bone to forge an artifact that can cut through the wind and snow, the star silver buried in snow.

She said to him: "The fourth painting here is for you. When you come back, your image will remain on this wall forever... For this mural, for everyone, I will always be here Waiting for you, praying for your return."

In this way, the warrior Imon Loka embarked on his own journey with the last hope of the country.

If the story is a fairy tale, the ending must be very happy.

The princess stood in the wind and snow, standing in front of the mural for a long time, she didn't know how to draw the third mural.

She hasn't seen the greenery and blue sky for a long time, and she doesn't know what kind of green or blue to use to paint the scene of melting ice and snow that her father wants.

And Emon Loka hasn't returned to China for a long, long time.

In the country, people have complained about the cowardly Emon Loka, and the hateful words in the snowstorm have accused him of fleeing.

But the princess comforted the people with her singing, and took good care of all the memories about him.

Time passed.

The princess was also swallowed by the wind and snow.

"When he comes back, everything will return to the way it used to be, right? But, it's too cold, and I can't do it anymore."

When dying, the princess looked at the snow-white sky.

"I'm sorry, Dad. I'm sorry, Uku, who has been looking at us ugly. And...Emon Loka, it would be great if I could see you again..."

This last wish can only float in the sky with the wind and snow, and there is no possibility of it being realized.

And after a long time, the warrior Imon Loka ended his journey and returned with the ancient tree grafted from Kerriya.

When he returned to the former country, he was greeted only by the lingering sound echoing in the mountains and the vicious curse of the people in the snowstorm.

Dark blood dripped from the blade of the big sword, and heavy feet stepped on the unfamiliar snow path, stepping into the former capital of the Snow King.

The warrior knelt down on the ground, his eyes that had never been wet were gradually covered with mist at this moment.

He raised his head to look at the sky, looked at the island suspended in the sky, and inserted the hard-won old tree branches in front of the princess's tomb with a sword as a monument.

"Isn't there anything worth protecting even here..."

"You guys in the sky just want to see the misery of human beings... If that's the case, let's entertain you with a song of steel and blood!"

　Because when Tianli was writing the book, he never produced the Ice Injury Cup, and broke the silver-white ancient tree in a fit of anger →_→

　　
　
(End of this chapter)