Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

Chapter 431 Who gave the sword?
"Hmph... It's archaeological exploration, but I finally can't pretend anymore."

After Clement walked away, little Paimon folded his arms and complained.

Even she could see that Clement was not a scholar who came here sincerely to conduct archaeological excavations, and it was a good thing that he was not allowed to take away the relics of the Demon God of Salt.

"Clement's mistake lies in greed, but besides greed, there are many temptations that make people want to violate the contract. Facing what they desire, how many people can restrain their desire and follow the contract?"

"Well, let's take this opportunity to make it clear."

Zhong Li sighed softly, his golden pupils showed a color and texture very similar to that of Mora under the shadow of the distant light.

"Explain what?"

Paimeng didn't understand what Zhongli was talking about, so he asked curiously, but Dijun had already cast his eyes on Wanyan beside him.

"Miss Wanyan, you lack the most basic archaeological knowledge, and you don't know a few cultural relics, but you are very proficient in the knowledge of the Salt Demon God. Compared with archaeology and cultural relics, the Salt Demon God itself is more interesting to you? "

"The reason why Miss Ning Lan entrusted Traveler to investigate the cause of the emperor's death is probably related to the actions of the Yinyuan Hall..."

Hearing this sentence, Wan Yan was a little flustered suddenly, but she still forced herself to ask calmly: "What, what action...why can't I understand?"

Maybe it's because the timing didn't come, Zhong Li didn't light Wanyan who was pretending to be stupid, but just put away the salt cup with a calm face, and stared at the other party with cold eyes.

In this temporary archaeological team, no one is here for archaeology, and almost everyone has their own little thoughts.

Clement wanted to unearth the relics of the demon god in exchange for the status of Mora and the fools, while Wan Yan claimed to be an archaeologist just to find evidence of Morax's evil deeds, proving that the salt god Heulia was a A powerful demon god.

"Okay...I admit that Mr. Zhongli is really knowledgeable and talented. I mustered up the courage to ask you a question. It seems to be the right choice."

Seemingly unable to bear Zhong Liyao's gaze on Jin Hui, Wan Yan pursed her lips and finally decided to tell the truth.

"Everyone knows that Director Ning Lan and I are from Yinyuan Hall. Our ancestors were the people who were protected by the Demon God of Salt during the suffering period when the Demon God War swept across the mainland."

"During the war, Morax assassinated our god. He was jealous of Lord Heulia's power and made us homeless. I...we hate him! But Liyue is Morax's Liyue, history must be any Whitewashed by him."

Wan Yan looked excited, and seemed to have found a way to vent.

"So, I want to prove that Morax is also guilty. He has blood on his hands, and he has a cruel and ruthless side."

"We signed a contract, we must face the truth, right, Mr. Zhongli! You must have a fair judgment on this matter!"

Wan Yan finally revealed the real purpose of searching for the remains of the Demon God of Salt, and the expression on her face became more and more distorted with the narration, but Zhongli was silent for a long time after hearing the words.

Ying frowned tightly, looking at the hysterical Wan Yan in front of her, she just thought it was ridiculous.

She obviously lives in Liyue and has been blessed by the Emperor Yanwang for generations, yet she is so ungrateful.

Famas, who was listening, just smacked his lips, expressing his emotion at the power and scale of Yinyuan Hall.

Heulia died at the end of the Demon God War, more than [-] years ago, and today, a thousand years later, she still has a huge crowd.

Wan Yan's current belief is by no means created out of nothing, but formed after a long period of subtle influence. Her remarks just now can also prove from the side that there are definitely not a few believers in the God of Salt in Yinyuan Hall.

Although Morax was gone, the 700 years of walking with the gods was real.

The Seven Stars, who are also human beings, attach great importance to the death of the gods, and quickly grasped the power center of Liyue, but this does not mean that they deny the achievements of the gods. On the contrary, the deeper they go into Liyue's power center, the more they understand The wisdom of Moraxel.

Governance should allow for different opinions, but such opinions should not appear at such a turbulent time, let alone artificial speculation based on unwarranted evidence.

Morax is still the foundation of Liyue, and this behavior of Yinyuan Hall is tantamount to shaking Liyue's foundation.

Famas silently mourned for Yinyuan Hall in his heart. Although he didn't have a good impression of Liyue, judging from Ning Lan's previous entrustment and Wanyan's reaction now, Yinyuan Hall must be planning something that would harm Liyue's interests. action.

"Miss Ning Lan... Yinyuan Hall... action?
Little Paimeng extracted key words from the conversation between Zhong Li and Wan Yan, and hurriedly asked.

But Zhong Li shook his head at Pai Meng, and turned to comfort Wan Yan who was gritting his teeth.

"Since the contract has been signed, I shall abide by it... Besides, Liyue is no longer Liyue of Morax."

"Come with me, all the answers are ahead."

Several people continued to go deep into the ruins and entered the third sacrificial room, where two cut-off swords were enshrined on the altar.

After the erosion of time and salt, the blades of the two severed swords were pitch black, and the original shape and appearance could no longer be distinguished. However, when Famas saw the broken sword, he was stunned at first, and then showed a clear expression.

He sort of understood why Zhongli said that the truth about Heulia's death was still inextricably linked to him.

"Ah! It's a broken sword, this is the evidence! It proves that the Salt Demon God once resisted, but he couldn't resist the poisonous hand of Morax!"

Wan Yan reacted faster than Famas. She seemed to have fallen into a state of magic. She looked at the damaged weapon carefully, as if she saw enough evidence to support everything, and explained to everyone excitedly:
"Compared to the salt cup and the salt ruler, the power of this sword must far exceed them. If this sword can be repaired, it will be able to show others the power of Lord Heulia..."

Wan Yan started to argue endlessly, after Pai Meng stroked his chin and looked at the broken sword, he walked around to Zhongli: "It looks...it really looks like something left after the defeat?"

But Zhongli did not give any explanation on the origin of the sword, instead he first emphasized the contract of getting the sword in sequence.

"The two broken swords, from an archaeological point of view, are two cultural relics. According to the contract of [take objects in sequence, one at a time], you can only take one of them."

Hearing Zhong Li's words without any emotion, Wan Yan was stunned.

"W-why? Although it's a sequential order, but that guy Clement has already..."

"Yes, but [one at a time] is still valid. If you want to take two cultural relics at the same time, it is a violation of the contract."

"This this……"

Wan Yan stood there at a loss, and Paimeng, who didn't know why, was still pleading for Wan Yan: "Well... Zhongli, she is not malicious, and she didn't fight, can you accommodate me?"

But at this time, Zhongli was like the God of Contract in the past, with a calm but unquestionable tone:
"The contract cannot be accommodated, and if it is not obeyed, it is broken."

Wan Yan's thoughts changed a lot, thinking of the consequences of Clement's breach of the contract, she suddenly made up her mind.

"No! If only half of it is taken away, then, there is no way to repair it, and there is no way to reproduce the power of Lady Heulia..."

"No matter what, for my faith in Lord Heulia...even if it breaks the contract, I will not hesitate!"

Zhongli Jintong narrowed his eyes slightly.

"If you violate the contract, you will be punished by eating rocks."

Hearing this, Wan Yan flinched in fear, but then nodded slowly.

"That's...it doesn't matter. Lady Heulia is willing to sacrifice her life to protect her believers. My sacrifice is insignificant. It doesn't matter how you punish me, as long as I bring back...the proof of my faith!"

Although her words were stammering, Wan Yan's tone was extremely firm.

From this point of view, she is indeed a devout believer of the Demon God of Salt, and her beliefs are not false.

But how strong can such piety be in the face of the cruel truth?

Paimon was still desperately waving his hands to stop Zhong Li.

"Hey, Zhongli, even though Miss Wanyan is nagging, she doesn't believe in you... I mean Emperor Yan, but..."

"...No, you can't hit girls!"

(End of this chapter)