The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

Hearing that tone, they knew without even turning their heads that it was someone from the Order of the Fathers.

Science and art, reason and emotion, should complement each other, but some people always like to set them against each other.

Unfortunately, that's how the Church of England thinks these days. The Church of England, which champions reason, has always viewed art as a scourge, even after the people of the Grand Bazaar moved to the shadowy base of the sacred tree.

"You dared to hold a large gathering without authorization? Did you even apply for permission?"

"Who said we can't have a rally and eat sunflower seeds in the square?"

"..."

"Who gave you permission to gradually build the theater troupe's stage so high up?"

“Look above us, some people have built their houses on the branches of the sacred tree.”

"..."

"Who told you to speak?! When the Great Sage speaks, those who are not involved should shut up!"

"Hey! Are you deliberately picking a fight?"

As he spoke, the man who had been responding to the Great Sage put away the melon seeds in his hand, rolled up his sleeves, and approached.

"What do you think you're doing?! Guards!"

"exist!"

The guards behind the Great Sage stepped forward, their muscular physiques appearing somewhat insignificant under the gleaming light of their spears.

"Can't I... I clean up the sunflower seed shells on the ground?" The resident of the Grand Bazaar who had stepped forward decisively backed down. He squatted down and began cleaning up the sunflower seed shells he had casually spat out earlier.

"laugh--"

The great sage chuckled. After being intimidated just now, no one would dare to touch his brow.

"Listen up, all of you! From now on, all such decadent and frivolous dances and music are strictly prohibited from appearing in Sumeru City!"

"why is it like this?"

"I haven't seen the Order of the Church achieve anything significant in recent years, have I? This is no joke—trying to shift the blame like this!"

"Damn it! Let's fight those guys from the Order of the Fathers!"

……

As soon as the great sage finished speaking, the residents of the Grand Bazaar were filled with excitement. Why did they live here? Wasn't it simply because they loved the unique atmosphere?

Even though they had moved to an inconspicuous corner of Sumeru, the Order of the Church was still unwilling to let them go.

Such behavior is simply outrageous.

"Hmm?" The Great Sage raised an eyebrow, and the guards behind him immediately understood and stepped forward.

"Back off! Back off! What do you think you're doing?!"

"Swords and blades have no eyes; if you get hurt, don't blame us for showing no mercy!"

"If you want to go to jail, keep going!"

The crowd that had gathered was quickly dispersed by the guards' rough shoving.

"Heh heh, I knew those guys from the Order of the Fathers weren't any good." Rahman whistled in front of the guards, seemingly not taking the thirty-man regiment seriously at all.

Indeed, this was the case. In the eyes of the desert people, the group of thirty was a bunch of traitorous lackeys who should be given priority "care".

"Watch your mouth, mercenary!"

"Mercenaries are better than dogs, what? Want to try?" Rahman drew his scimitar without flinching, his face full of arrogance.

"You're really asking for trouble, Miss, step back a bit." Seeing the mercenaries approaching, Dixia sighed helplessly and then pushed Dina Zedei behind her.

"It seems you have a problem with this?" The Great Sage noticed the commotion not far away, narrowed his eyes, and strode over.

"Four-eyed old man... Hey! Dinazede, what are you doing?!" Rahman was just about to show the Great Sage the "quality" of the desert people when he was pushed by Dinazede who rushed over, causing him to stumble.

“Great Sage, please don’t take it to heart. We have no objection.”

Dina Zede waved her hand hastily at the Great Sage, forcing a smile. As for Rahman, he had already been dragged away by Dixia.

The Great Sage glanced at Dina Zede, who was forcing a smile, and considering the amount of her family's annual donations to the Order of the Church, his magnanimity suddenly increased considerably.

"Since he's one of your guards, I'll let him off this time. Remember to discipline him properly when you get back, because it won't be so easy next time."

"You're right, you're right!"

After giving Dina Zede, who was smiling obsequiously, a mock reprimand, the Great Sage finally had his fill.

He looked around and shouted, "The ban will be issued in a few days, and you'd better tear down this dilapidated theater! It's an eyesore!"

"If anyone objects, feel free to speak up. Don't come back saying I didn't give you a chance!"

The great sage spoke arrogantly to the crowd. The Grand Bazaar certainly had objections, but even the biggest objections had to be swallowed down under the cold glint of the guards' weapons.

"Okay, since there are no objections..."

"boom!"

"I have an opinion!"

The gates of the Grand Bazaar were kicked open again, but this time the visitors were a blonde girl and... a white floating spirit beside her.

"Senior, Naxida, are you sure there's no problem?" Ying looked at the great sage in front of her, dressed in a magnificent fur robe, and her legs trembled.

No matter how incompetent the Great Sage is, he is still the leader of Sumeru. Is it really okay to teach him a lesson?

"Don't worry, it'll be fine! Just beat him up as much as you want, even if you kill him, it won't be a big deal!" Yu Jin encouraged him, patting his chest.

“Hazar is indeed not in the dream; he’s just a puppet, you can do whatever you want with him.” Nasida glanced at the familiar Great Sage and immediately noticed the difference.

This is not a true sage, but a lifeless object simulated by the void.

"Phew... that's all right now." Ying stretched and yawned, her last bit of worry disappearing.

Since Ember and Narcida have both said so, what is she afraid of? Even if it is a true sage, she will still beat him up!

"What are you whispering to the air about? You're obviously a crazy scholar who ran away from home. Come on! Take her down!"

The Great Sage saw Ying and the surrounding air muttering something, and waved his hand dismissively.

Why were these lunatics able to escape? It seems the person in charge of guarding the mad scholars needs to be replaced.

He had no idea that this was the case, and he had no idea that a crisis was coming.

Chapter 703 It’s hard to fly with wings

2024-06-01

"Ying, be careful!"

Seeing the guards charging menacingly with long spears, Paimon immediately and skillfully hid behind a large tree.

"Hmph! Just a few stinking shrimps!" Ying glanced up and immediately realized that these mercenaries were just ordinary people who had undergone regular training.

They might be good at bullying ordinary people, but for Ying, they are not a threat at all.

"Drink!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

"Ouch!"

With a loud shout, Ying met the oncoming guards at superhuman speed. The sound of air being torn apart and screams of agony rang out one after another. In just a few breaths, the guards who had been so fierce just moments before were all lying on the ground crying for their parents.

"Phew! All done!" Ying wiped her bladeless sword, which had no edge at all, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Ever since she realized she'd been tricked, she'd harbored an inexplicable resentment. And today, these guards gave her a chance to vent her anger.

"You...where did you come from! Do you even know this is Sumeru City?!"

As Ying stretched, she heard the Great Sage's panicked cries. She smiled wryly.

"Sorry, I forgot about you!"

"boom!"

"what--"

The sword hilt "lightly" touched the Great Sage's head, and the irritating shouts stopped.

"This feel...isn't right." Looking at the unconscious Great Sage at her feet, Ying waved her bladeless sword with some confusion.

That hammer blow felt like it struck steel; her hand was even a little numb from the impact.

“The Void Terminal controls the puppet; the Great Sage certainly wouldn’t enter this dream on his own,” Nasita explained to Ying, glancing down at the Great Sage’s body.

"Forget about puppets and all that, just get that girl dancing up there to understand the situation!"

"We finally managed to pin the doctor down inside, don't let him escape!"

Seeing that Ying and Nasita were staring intently at the Great Sage's rolling-eyes body, Yu Jin urged them impatiently.

"Understood!" Ying nodded immediately upon hearing this, then abandoned the Great Sage and ran straight to the stage.

People passing by made way for Ying with a mixture of admiration and concern. There were very few people with such strength who were also willing to step forward; it was uncertain whether this young girl could safely leave Sumeru City.

After all, no matter how arrogant a great sage may be, he is still a great sage, a great sage who can mobilize the entire Order of the Church.

Nilu on stage had long since stopped dancing. She looked at Ying, who was leaping up from below the stage, and extended her palm.

"Hello, thank you for teaching the Great Sage a lesson on our behalf. Is there anything I can do to help you in this urgent situation?"

"My name is Ying, that's right! I need your help right now!" Ying gasped for breath as she grasped Nel's hand and said without any hesitation.

This surprised Nel, as she had never met someone so straightforward before. However, recalling how decisively Ying had reprimanded the Great Sage, she felt somewhat relieved.

“Nilu, although I don’t think I can help you much, please tell me anyway! After all, you are a benefactor of our Grand Bazaar.”

Nilu nodded without much hesitation, but what could someone as powerful as Ying possibly need her help with?

"To make a long story short, we're actually now..."

"Ouch!"

Just as Ying was about to blurt out that everyone was in a dream, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her thigh.

Turning her head, she saw that it was Nasita who had pinched her thigh.