Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

The Lady with Hidden Mirror is a special ceremonial guard belonging to the Fools.

They manipulate elements using evil eyes, usually blindfolded, and rely on special detection abilities to sense the enemy's location.

The name "Lady" seems to imply a certain illusory elegance and dignity, but in order to achieve the grand and almost ruthless goal of the Fools, they are willing to trample on all bottom lines.

Besides the purity of being a priest.

Ironically, the purity they were so determined to protect was the ultimate temptation in the distorted hedonistic spectrum of the powerful and wealthy during the winter.

Defilement of the purity of those who serve the gods brings these bloated and powerful individuals a twisted sense of satisfaction—a sense of superiority over the mortal realm and a desecration of divine authority.

After Irina asked Famas about the price, she sighed silently in her heart.

Before her eyes appeared clearly the priests who had stood alongside her before the cold base of the statue, draped together in snow-white sashes symbolizing holiness.

They once had burning eyes and unwavering beliefs.

However, the honey-like bait eventually melted the dam of will, and the immense pressure crushed the straight spine inch by inch.

Lilia, the lady-in-waiting whose singing voice once soothed hearts like a clear spring in the forest, trembled like autumn leaves in the wind before the glittering illusion, and personally untied the sash symbolizing divine favor.

Now, she has become a beautiful but voiceless canary in the cage of a wealthy businessman. Even though she is dressed in fine silks and adorned with jewels, her eyes, which once reflected starlight, are now just empty and lifeless.

And then there's Sophia, the warrior whose sword-wielding movements were as agile as a silver eagle. Under the crushing weight of her family, she became a delicate doll in the hands of the Grand Duke of Winter, only meant to be flaunted. Before the initial excitement had even faded, she was carelessly tossed into a dusty corner like an old object, never to be pitied again.

And now, FAMAS's hand is reaching out to her, just like the beginning of those ordinary stories.

This abrupt act of goodwill seemed to Irina more like the shadow cast by another carefully crafted deal.

Like those greedy nobles, Mofamas coveted her body, which had already been corrupted by the abyss.
Irina, too, had read extensively through the Winter's Tome and knew that many demons, due to their immortal lifespans and their power over all living beings, often had strange and unpredictable temperaments.

As for a demon god like Famas, who has experienced the rise and fall of kingdoms and witnessed life and death, his mind is probably even more profound and complicated, and his quirks are even more... indescribable.

The thought sent a chill down her spine, and Irina almost instinctively gripped her left wrist, which was tightly wrapped in a black glove, with her five fingers.

Even through the leather, the ugly marks branded beneath the flesh seemed to burn.

Could this body, which even she herself despises, possibly attract the favor of so-called gods?

The idea was so absurd that Irina herself almost laughed.

What price do I need to pay?

Irina wanted to ask another question, but she moved her lips without making a sound.

Just as the lady was lost in her suspicions, Famas's gaze fell upon her, carrying a strange and inexplicable quality.

Irina's mental state seemed quite advanced, and Famas always felt that she was thinking about strange things.

The boy couldn't help but wonder again if it was a good idea for him to try and distract Ye Lan by seeking out the other person.

Unfortunately, the arrow was already on the string and had to be released. Famas sighed helplessly in his heart, then raised his head, his crimson eyes piercing through the void and firmly locking onto Irina's eyes hidden by the cloth.

There was no calculation in his gaze, only an almost open and calm demeanor.

“You don’t have to pay any price, Miss Irina, this is just a friend helping out.”

Famas's words were clear and direct, even carrying a hint of barely perceptible gentleness. "Friend?"

This word is like a pebble thrown into an icy lake.

Irina's fingers instantly loosened their grip on her wrist, her fingertips trembling slightly beneath her velvet gloves.

She stared blankly at Famas, trying to find a crack in his facade, a trace of greed, on his face.

But there was nothing inside, only sunlight dancing in his eyes, reflecting a pure and unadulterated sincerity that made her heart clench.

A sense of absurdity collides violently with something even more unfamiliar.

Irina instinctively took a half step back, as if those two words had burned the soles of her feet.

However, soon, a faint glint of light flashed in the evil eye on Irina's chest, and the temperature in the lady's eyes quickly cooled.

She straightened her back, tucked her chin slightly, and nodded slightly in Famas's direction, her tone flat:
“Well then, thank you very much for your help, Your Excellency Famas.”

In Irina's view, this was nothing more than a small favor that Famas had bestowed upon her out of consideration for the Fools.

The lady bowed again, her movements precise yet conveying a formulaic aloofness.
“Lord Famas, if there is nothing else, please allow me to take my leave.”

Famas's gaze inadvertently swept over Irina's chest, and the faint glimmer of light that had just flashed on the dim evil eye emblem naturally did not escape his eyes. Only then did the young man seem to be deep in thought.

It seems that the Evil Eye not only devours the user's lifespan, but also provides sustenance for turbulent emotions.

Hearing Irina's distant farewell, FAMAS snapped out of his thoughts and gestured for her to leave.

"Good luck, Irina."

Irina nodded, saying nothing more. Suddenly, she opened her arms to the sides, and a rich indigo water elemental force rapidly gathered and swirled in front of her.

The water shimmered and hummed softly, and a clear, sparkling mirror of water instantly solidified into a physical form.

Irina didn't stop, and strode straight toward the portal constructed by the water element.

Just as her figure was about to disappear into the water mirror, Famas's gaze fixed on this familiar scene, and the scene in front of Scarlet Cloud Slope suddenly flashed through his mind.

At that time, he and Pantalone had just left the Golden House. Famas wanted to use the lady's water mirror to take a shortcut, but as soon as she stepped into the mirror, the water mirror collapsed instantly with a "poof", leaving him and Pantalone stunned by the sudden disappearance of the water vapor.

Thinking of this, a slight smile appeared on FAMAS's lips.

He shouted at the figure whose half-body had already disappeared into the ripples of the water:
"Oh, right, Irina."

The lady's slender back visibly stiffened, and her movements froze for a moment.

"I'm just lending you my compass. Remember to return it when you're done using it."

Famas's voice was drawn out, carrying an undisguised mockery, and clearly pierced through the hum of the water element.

The moment the words fell, the surface of the water mirror trembled slightly, as if startled by them.

Irina's figure did not stop; instead, she leaned forward at an even faster speed, completely merging into the violently rippling blue vortex.

Immediately afterward, the water mirror rippled violently a few times, then, as if an invisible hand had completely smoothed out the ripples, it vanished silently into the air without a trace. (End of Chapter)