King Ember's Journey to Tevat

Chapter 195 The Heart of Sending God
"But traveling requires Mora, we are still saving money." Paimon wanted to run out in the direction pointed by the ember, but she touched her empty pocket and the blood in her heart was immediately extinguished.

"Then there's no other way, I don't have any money either." Ember shrugged.If he encounters a strong enemy or something, he can help out, but if he's short of money, he can't help.

There is no way, money and other things have never been considered.Only when he occasionally needed to use it did he remember that there was such a thing as "money" in this world.

"Isn't Ying very strong? Why do you still have no money?" Yi Jin looked at Ying and Paimon who looked frustrated and asked curiously.

[Aren’t you pretty strong too?Isn’t it the same as having no money? ] Paimon cursed in his heart.

"It's all because Paimon is so edible!" Ying complained to Ember.

"No... you can't say that. I didn't spend any money except for food!" In front of others, Paimon still cared about his reputation.

However, her rebuttal was somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Okay, I got it. Paimon, you spend very little money!" Ember looked at Paimon jumping up and down and nodded perfunctorily.

"If you don't have money, what are your next plans?" Yu Jin looked at the same helpless Ying and asked.

"What other plans do you have? Let's do some commissions and save some molas. I heard that Liyue's business is very developed. If there are molas, it will definitely be much easier there."

"By the way, let's help Paimon lose some weight." Ying added with a smile at the end.

"Hey! I'm not fat, okay!" Paimon curled his lips, but didn't say anything else.She's been eating really well these days, so it's time to lighten things up a bit.

Right, that is it!It's definitely not because she has gained some weight!

"Going to Liyue?" Yu Jin was a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't expect that Ying's next trip would be to Liyue.

"Well, Liyue's Immortal Invitation Ceremony will be held in a while. I can see the Rock God then, and I can't miss it." Ying nodded.Even if you don’t want to see the rock god, such a magnificent scene is still worth seeing.

"Invite the Immortal Ceremony? Meet the Rock God?" Yu Jin wondered if he had gone to a fake Liyue before, why he hadn't heard of these things.

When Ying saw Yu Yan's appearance, she understood in her heart.So she repeated what Wendy had said to her before.

"Wow, is it so lively? It seems that I have to go there in a while." Yi Yan's interest suddenly aroused.

With such a grand scene, it would be unreasonable not to join in the fun, right?
But since Morax comes once a year, why does he still transform into Zhongli and wander around all day long?
Could it be that he, like Wendy, has a heart that yearns for freedom?Or is it that he is worried about Qixing and wants to spy on him secretly?
"Huh? Why does it take a while? Aren't you free every day?" Pamon thought of how Ember wandered around Mondstadt every day, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Who said I'm free? I'm so busy every day!" Yi Yan immediately retorted.

Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he patted his head and said, "I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. I have to prepare things for planting trees next."

After that, he turned around and ran towards Mondstadt.

Ying and Paimon looked at the dust and smoke raised by the embers in the distance, their heads full of questions.Plant a tree?There is no shortage of greenery in Mondstadt, both in the city and in the suburbs. What kind of trees should we plant?

"Incomprehensible."

"Senior has always been like this."

Paimon and Ying looked at each other, smiled and shook their heads.Ember has always been like this, and they are somewhat used to it.

……

As night fell, Mondstadt fell into darkness.

However, the Goethe Hotel was still brightly lit.

The lady was sitting at the table, processing official documents in her hands, but her mind was thinking about how to get Barbatos' heart of god.

Since the last time she released the fire in her body, she has recovered all her memories.

However, his condition after retrieving his memory was not as good as expected.Because the two completely different experiences of "Rosalyn" and "Ms." are 500 years apart.

Rosalyn is a girl who loves to sing and is very kind.Even if I go to Xumi, I still think about Mondstadt all the time.The lady is the executive officer of the fools, and she is above them all.In her eyes, most people in the world are no different than ants.She didn't want to, nor did she need to know what the ants were thinking.

Two separated memories, or personalities, were constantly tearing at her will.But the lady actually lived for 500 years after all.

Her experience and her will are not comparable to that of "Rosalyn" as a young girl.

So the lady is still an executive, and her demeanor still shows arrogance.However, this arrogance is finally softer than before, and not so irritating.

Sometimes she also wonders, she used to be so kind, why did she become like this?
But she soon figured it out.A blazing witch with no past was plunged into the big dye vat of fools for 500 years, and the only thing she could be dyed out of was a woman.

Before she knew it, Rosalyn had begun to blend in with the lady.The lady in the past would not have thought about this issue at all.

But having said that, Rosalind's influence on women is still extremely limited.Although the lady did think about why she was the way she was.But as for any sense of guilt, it can be said to be almost none.

Her mentality is still high, and the dead ants are still ants. At most, when she crushes them to death later, she will feel a little more unhappy.

"Hmph!" Huge heat came from the lady's eyes and the finger marks hidden under the fur coat behind her.

Wisps of orange flames crawled out of the lady's eyes like tentacles, looking very ferocious and terrifying.

Everything in front of the woman's eyes began to blur and turned into endless orange.She could still bear the physical burning, but the epileptic fire not only burned her body, but also eroded her will.

The lady could feel something in her soul being ignited.It might be anger, it might be courage...

Silent fear began to echo in the lady's heart, and then she found that even the emotion of fear gradually dissipated under the flames.

The despair she had experienced 500 years ago began to become clear, taking over other emotions and trying to fill the lady's entire soul.

"Stop...stop, I...I was wrong, he...they are not ants." The lady patted the table with a twisted expression and shouted with difficulty.

If she didn't give up, she would probably have only despair left in her soul.That would be worse than death.

As soon as the lady finished speaking, the tentacles of epileptic fire that stretched out from her eyes immediately retracted.At the same time, the omnipresent heat in her body also dissipated.

The scene of flames shooting out of her eyes just now was indeed terrifying, but to others, the lady was just having a nightmare.

"Can a lady who is an executive be lazy?" Wendy sat by the window and looked at the pale lady who opened her eyes and asked.

His nose moved, and there was a burning smell in the wind, but he didn't see any flames.

"Barbatos! Come..."

"Shh-"

When Wendy saw the lady looking like she was about to call someone, she immediately jumped down and made a "shh" gesture.

"Keep your voice down, you don't want to attract the embers, right?" Wendy looked around, as if she was afraid that the embers would pop out of some corner.

When the lady heard this, she immediately stopped her thoughts of calling people.True to her words, Wendy was also afraid that the embers would be attracted to her.

"Hey, that's right." Wendy immediately relaxed a lot when she saw the lady calm down.

"What are you doing here?" The lady braced herself and watched Wendy's every move.

This might be an opportunity.

"Well..., it's just like what you were thinking."

"I'm here to give you the heart of God!"

Wendy smiled and spread her hands, revealing the dim heart of God at her waist.

(End of this chapter)