The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

"What do you mean? The literal meaning. I am far different from you than you are from 'humanity'."

"As your senior, let me give you some advice. Running away is definitely not the way to go. You can try making friends, making lots of friends."

"It doesn't matter if they can't stay, it doesn't matter if they die. Just do what your friends want you to do."

"Although their traces may disappear, at least you still have their traces on you, don't you?"

After saying the last sentence, by the time the three came to their senses, Yu Jin's figure had already disappeared.

“Escape…” Gan Yu pondered Yu Jin’s words. Escape, indeed, she had been escaping for three thousand years.

Is Gan Yu's dedication to her work entirely due to her passion? Perhaps it's partly true, though Gan Yu herself isn't entirely sure.

Often, she's more like a grass slime that shrinks into the ground, burying herself in data and reports to escape time.

With a simple up-and-down movement of his head, the boy became an old man, and the people around him changed batch after batch.

"Gan Yu... are you alright?" Ke Qing asked worriedly when she saw that Gan Yu looked a little down.

Gan Yu is the chief secretary of Seven Stars, operating independently outside of the organization. And she herself is much like her role—alone and suspended in the shadows.

"I'm fine." Gan Yu shook her head and smiled at Ke Qing. These things could wait until she had some free time; the important thing now was to finish her work.

It has to be said that while escaping is shameful, it is effective. Gan Yu unknowingly used her escaping technique once again.

"Gan Yu, is he an immortal?" Ning Guang pondered Yu Jin's words for a moment. In her memory, only immortals seemed to fit the description.

“No, Mr. Yu Jin is definitely not an immortal.” Gan Yu shook her head decisively.

Immortals are few in number, and although they live in seclusion deep in the mountains, they communicate very frequently with each other.

As a half-immortal, Gan Yu can say with certainty that there is no immortal like Ember in Liyue.

"Is that so? That's quite mysterious!" Ningguang tugged at her hair, a rare occurrence for her. She really disliked this feeling of doubt.

Chapter 260 Good cigarettes don't need smoking

2023-10-29

Qunyu Pavilion has always been Ningguang's best office space. However, at this time, Ningguang's three ever-present little followers have become Keqing and Ganyu.

"Gan Yu, do you think we should put him in the Golden House?" Ning Guang looked at the form on the table, where Yu Jin's headshot was so clear.

Seemingly noticing Ningguang's gaze, the Ember photo on the form waved at Ningguang.

"??!!" Ningguang picked up the form in shock. Her phoenix eyes widened as she stared intently at the embers on it, as if trying to confirm whether what she had just witnessed was an illusion.

Ke Qing and Gan Yu might not believe it, but she actually saw the headshot move!

"Ningguang, what's wrong? Is there a problem with this?" Keqing saw Ningguang's surprised look and leaned closer to take a look.

However, apart from the crooked and unrecognizable characters and the large headshot of Yu Jin, she couldn't see anything else.

Ningguang put down the file, rubbed her eyes, and said, "It's nothing, I guess I haven't been resting enough lately, and my eyes are blurry."

"Tell me your thoughts."

After saying that, Ningguang took out her pipe, ready to take a puff.

Ningguang only smokes in two situations: when she is with family and friends and is feeling happy, and when she is puzzled and has doubts.

It is clearly the latter now.

"Um... don't ask me. Personnel appointments and dismissals at Golden House are not within my purview. I'm in charge of land. Ask Gan Yu; she definitely has her own ideas."

Ke Qing immediately waved her hand and passed the ball to Gan Yu.

Ke Qing herself was also conflicted. The Golden House was of great importance, and it was simply impossible, both morally and logically, to allow someone like Yu Jin, whose background and significance were unknown, to take up a position there.

But she wanted to consult Yu Jin, not wanting to offend him. So, after a few back and forths, Ke Qing simply buryed her head in the sand like an ostrich.

Anyway, as long as she doesn't suffer a loss, that's all that matters.

"Huh? Me?" Gan Yu shook her head and refused after hearing Ke Qing's words: "You two should know that I am a secretary and it is not appropriate for me to express my opinion on this matter. Let Tian Quan and Yu Heng make the decision."

Gan Yu kicked the ball back again.

"Phew—you two, you're pretty quick to shirk responsibility." Ningguang exhaled a puff of smoke. But her tightly furrowed brows showed no sign of easing.

"This tobacco won't do." Ningguang shook her head and emptied the still-burning tobacco from her pipe.

Good cigarettes can make her thoughts clearer; clearly, this time the tobacco wasn't good enough.

Just as Ningguang was about to call Baiwen over to fetch the new tobacco, she inadvertently caught sight of a charred wooden box that seemed out of place with the luxurious atmosphere of the Qunyu Pavilion—it was the "tobacco" that Yujin had given her.

"I'm telling you, Ningguang, you'd better get rid of your smoking habit." Keqing waved her hand, sweeping away the slightly fragrant smoke.

The tobacco Ningguang smokes, though called tobacco, doesn't really resemble tobacco. Besides ordinary tobacco, it's mixed with a large amount of spices from various countries.

It doesn't smell like ordinary tobacco; instead, it has a unique and exotic fragrance.

"Hehe, this is just one of my few hobbies. Besides, I don't smoke in public, do I?"

Ningguang smiled, opened the dark wooden box, and then she froze.

Because what's in the box isn't tobacco, but fine ash. Does the Seven Kingdoms have tobacco like this?

Ningguang casually scooped up a spoonful of ash from her pipe, and just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt a lightness in her hand.

"Clap."

The jade pipe melted and broke off, still emitting black smoke.

"Boom!"

"It's on fire!"

Flames burst forth from the thick smoke, and Ningguang's office suddenly burst into flames.

"Frost and cold give birth!"

With a clear shout from Gan Yu, a lotus flower formed from ice crystals bloomed.

The lotus flower emerged from the flames, then exploded. Ice crystals mixed with water droplets scattered and rushed into the burning fire.

Strangely enough, the fire looked very fierce, but Gan Yu was able to extinguish it with a small ice lotus.

The fire came quickly and went quickly.

Ningguang patted her cheongsam, which was covered in soot, but the soot didn't come off; instead, her hands became even blacker.

"Phew—" Ningguang threw away the half-broken pipe in her hand and exhaled deeply.

“Now I know what to do with him.” Ningguang still had that smiling look, but the bulging veins on her forehead looked rather unsettling.

"How should we arrange it?" Ke Qing swallowed hard; it was the first time she had ever seen Ning Guang's expression so terrifying.

"The General Affairs Department keeps saying they're short-staffed for the toilets, so assign him to flush them!"

Keqing glanced at Ningguang's kind face and decisively swallowed her advice.

[Senior, oh senior, you brought this on yourself, there's nothing I can do to help.]

……

"call--"

Within the massive plume of smoke was an extremely muscular figure.

The bulging muscles and veins all spoke of the man's strength. There was no greater physical endeavor than this.

Gofulei, or perhaps Holairu. The former King of Elden, a man who conquered far and wide, expanding the territory of the Golden Dynasty to the entire borderlands.

Of course, he is now unemployed and is entirely supported by his son.

"Cough cough cough! Where did you break off the scarecrow's arm? Put it back right now!"

On Gefuli's shoulder, a lion covered in iron armor appeared, sneezed, and spoke.

“This isn’t a scarecrow’s arm, it’s cigarettes I made.” Ge Fulei held a “cigarette” that was as thick as a human arm between two fingers. It was made by compressing and tanning dried yellow grass. He took a deep drag.

The "smoke" then quickly burned and turned to ash in an instant. At the same time, the smoke inside the room had become so thick that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

"Father, hoarse... cough cough cough!"

The door opened, and out of the hazy smoke was a "monster" with horns on its head.

He was called a "monster" because his head was covered with many intersecting spiral horns, and large areas of keratin covered almost half of his skull.

Beneath the cloak lay skin as gray as wood, covered in wrinkles, with scales of various shapes interspersed with downy hair growing from it. He looked like a life form woven from a hundred different creatures.

Montgomery, son of Gavrilo, was also the most abhorrent and taboo "ominous sign" of the Golden Dynasty.

"Haha! Montgomery, you've come!" Griffith laughed heartily a few times, then he exhaled sharply.

"Whoosh—" Two white streams of air gushed out of Ge Fulei's nostrils, dispersing the thick smoke in the room.

Mongot planted his cane-like cursed sword into the ground, and a huge gust of wind surged through the room.

The strong wind blew open Montgomery's cloak, revealing his equally robust physique.

If Govere's muscular physique represents the ultimate in strength, then Montgomery represents the ultimate in resilience.

He didn't have many muscles, but they looked like steel, reflecting a grayish-blue luster even though the light in the room wasn't strong.

"Father, what were you doing just now?" Mongot asked, looking at the ashes on the ground.

Could it be that my old man has suddenly become enlightened and is taking the initiative to learn magic or prayer?

But he quickly shook his head with a self-deprecating laugh. His father's muscles seemed to have grown into his brain. Learning magic? Gopher's muscles were the best magic.

With those massive muscles, even the comet Yazler, representing the turbulent currents of the starry sky, could probably be torn to shreds by them.

“I was smoking just now,” Ge Fulei said, scratching his head.

"Smoking? It's best not to do something that's harmful to both body and mind." Montgomery frowned slightly. Wasn't his father the most fond of fighting? How come he'd picked up smoking?

"Hmm... didn't you tell me not to fight with people all the time? So I wanted to try some other hobbies."

Ge Fulei scratched his head and said to his son, whom he owed so much.

Chapter 261 Montgomery and Goughrey

2023-10-29