Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

"Um, um, Traveler, FAMAS... hiccup~ What are you guys talking about?"

Hearing Famas's uncontrollable laughter, Paimon finally raised her head from the delicious food in front of her, with some food residue at the corners of her mouth.

Even when enjoying delicious food, little Paimon doesn't want to miss any fun.

However, the traveler who was shocked by the sensory impact obviously didn't want to say much, and Boss Zhu, who had shown off his wealth, took off his apron contentedly and returned to the front desk of the inn to wipe the ornaments on the cabinet.

As the traveler expected, those seemingly ordinary ornaments on the inn counter were probably worth a lot of money, because the traveler found that she seemed to have seen similar items in the collection of Zhongli's bedroom.

"We are discussing how to complete the commission..."

The traveler made up a reason at random. She was too lazy to explain the whole story to Paimon.

"Tsk, forget it."

Feeling bored, Paimon was just about to lower her head to continue enjoying the food when Wendy also happened to lower her head to drink her soup. Paimon's peripheral vision immediately caught a few red marks on Wendy's neck. Her movements immediately stopped and her curiosity was rekindled.

"Wendy, why is your neck red? Is it a mosquito bite?"

Paimon's voice was filled with confusion, and she pointed at the red mark on Wendy's neck, her eyes wide.

Wendy was visibly stunned by the action of using the spoon, and obviously had not expected Paimon to notice such a detail.

He had so much fun playing with Famas last night that he forgot to use his divine power to cover up his traces when he woke up in the morning, and was discovered by Paimon.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across the young poet's face, and then he looked at Famas with a slightly complaining look, as if blaming him for not reminding him, and then said lightly:

"Oh, this... yes, I got bit by a mosquito last night. It was so itchy that I couldn't help scratching it a few times."

Paimon was obviously not satisfied with Wendy's answer. She wrinkled her nose, with a gleam of determination in her eyes. She was about to open her mouth to continue asking questions, but Famas was faster.

The boy quickly picked up the fruit on the table and stuffed it into Paimon's mouth skillfully, while asking in a serious tone:

"Paimon, this strawberry... ah, the fruit is fresh. Try it. Isn't it very sweet?"

Paimon's train of thought was interrupted by this sudden action. Her eyes widened in surprise. Her mouth was stuffed with fruit, and she was unable to speak for a moment. She could only chew and make unclear sounds:

"Damn Famas, you, well... are pretty sweet."

Paimon swallowed the sunset fruit cube with difficulty. She looked at Famas, then at Wendy, and finally decided to put aside her doubts for the time being. After all, the dish in front of her was more important.

"Okay, I'll just continue eating then."

Paimon said, picking up the cutlery again and immersing himself in the food.

After Paimon's reminder, the Traveler also noticed the abnormality of Venti's neck. She was not as easy to fool as the little idiot Paimon. The Lantern Festival was approaching and Liyue was about to enter winter. In such cold weather, where did the mosquitoes come from?

Moreover, as the Wind God, travelers doubted whether ordinary mosquitoes could bite his skin.

But looking at Wendy's calm demeanor and Famas's winking expression, the traveler began to doubt his own judgment.

However, compared to questioning Wendy and Famas, Yingmei still felt that the commission in her hands was more important. Taking advantage of the break between meals, she told the two of them about Toke's identity and the specific content of the commission.

However, when introducing Tartaglia's identity, the traveler deliberately used the words of a toy salesman, and kept winking at FAMAS and Wendy while speaking.

Famas knew it well, so he naturally didn't raise any objections. Even though Wendy had been asleep most of the time, she still had thousands of years of experience, so she immediately nodded in understanding. "Well...it seems that Tok is well protected."

Wendy smiled and reached out to touch Toke's head, but Toke avoided her in disbelief. He was still holding a skewer of grilled tiger fish in his little hand, and said in a serious tone with a firm look in his eyes:

"Tok can protect his brother when he grows up!"

The child's words surprised everyone present. Wendy withdrew her hand after a moment of pause, and a warm smile reappeared on her face.

"Of course, Tok, I'm sure you can do it."

Wendy whispered encouragement, and Toke, who had received the approval of the green big brother, lowered his head happily and continued to focus on the fish in his hand.

The traveler finally found a gap in the conversation and gently moved his chair next to Famas and Wendy. He whispered to them about the difficulties he encountered in the commission and asked them if they could find the missing Tartaglia.

Although Wendy and Famas are not very reliable at ordinary times, they are real gods anyway.

The Great Sage who subdues demons still has the ability to follow voices and respond to messages. So, something like finding someone should be a piece of cake for Famas and Venti, right?

Yingmei's amber eyes were full of anticipation as she stared straight at Famas and Wendy.

"Sorry, no."

Famas's refusal was simple and direct, and he seemed to want to avoid Yingmei from thinking too much, and he did not forget to add:

"If he were in Munatar, I would have hundreds of ways to...find him, but this is Liyue, I suggest you ask Zhongli directly."

The traveler blinked at Famas's answer.

What you wanted to say was to kill Tartaglia, right?

After getting a negative answer from the young man in red, Yingmei turned her gaze to Wendy, who was hesitant to speak, while the young poet also spread out his hands, looking helpless.

"Liyue's wind is too heavy. Coupled with the previous war, the information conveyed by the wind has become fragmented and incomplete."

Wendy explained helplessly in a low voice, with a hint of apology in her tone, "Besides, Liyue is old man Zhongli's territory. If I exercise my authority in his territory, if he gets upset and flies over to punch me, that would be troublesome."

The young poet shrugged half-jokingly, as if he was very afraid of the rock god Morax. But if you had a little understanding of the relationship between the two, you would understand that what Wendy said was just an excuse.

When a certain wind god blew a large number of blooming dandelion petals through the stone gate and scattered them onto the water lake of Dihua Island, why didn't he mention that Morax would beat him?

Each ruler has his or her own area and responsibilities, and they maintain the most basic respect for each other.

Wendy's power will not be easily interfered with by Morax. Although the Emperor is majestic, he also understands the principle of everyone having his own duties, and will not arbitrarily interfere with the exercise of power by other gods.

These two guys clearly don't want to help!

The traveler pondered secretly, frowning slightly.

The simultaneous rejection of Famas and Wendy made her feel that something was fishy, ​​but after hesitating for a long time, Yingmei did not ask any more questions. Instead, she decided to eat a few more bites of the remaining food on the table. After all, only when she is full will she have the energy to complete the commission.

The rest of the dinner was held in a very pleasant atmosphere.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Famas waved his hand to call over Boss Zhu to settle the bill. The words he said made the traveler stunned for a moment, and after a moment he showed an incredible expression. (End of this chapter)