The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

"Excellent, Miss Mameh's painting skills have improved again. Look at the strokes of this painting, and look at the mixing of the paints—Miss Mameh, you are simply an artistic genius!"

Jacob carefully examined the painting on the canvas and then praised Mameh.

“It’s really good, almost good enough to be a portrait of the Deep Ones.” Ember had run over at some point, admiring the colorful black as he clapped at Mameh.

"Hehehe, you two are really flattering me too much..." After being praised by two people in a row, Mameh almost fainted from excitement.

Finally, someone can appreciate my paintings!

“A deep portrait… wait! Who are you?” Jacob realized what was happening, and his eyes were filled with wariness as he looked at Ember.

Where did this guy come from? Why didn't he notice him at all?

“Here for tourism.” Ember glanced at Jacob, then swiftly plucked a hair from his head.

He twirled the short brown hair in his hand, and the strand of hair turned into a black mass and vanished.

"No? The Abyss Order has been quite free lately, hasn't it? How come a Baptist of Deep Sin has the mind to admire paintings here?"

Upon seeing the dissipating black object in his hand, Yu Jin immediately realized that Jacob was a member of the Abyss Order, and judging from the concentration of Abyss power in his hair, he was also a Deep Sin Baptist.

"What Abyss Cult? Don't compare me to those short-sighted people who are smug about gaining a little power!"

Jacob was furious when he heard Ember compare him to the Abyss Order, as if he had been insulted.

"Oh, I see. You're a traitor to the Abyss Order." Ember nodded. He hadn't expected to run into a double agent from the Abyss Order here. Weren't the Abyss monsters supposed to never betray the Abyss Order?

However, upon further reflection, he thought of those eccentric individuals on the highlands and realized that Jacob's understanding wasn't entirely incomprehensible.

"Think what you want, anyway, I'm not on the same page as those guys from the Abyss Order."

Jacob looked the embers up and down, but ultimately resisted the urge to do it himself.

To see through one's disguise so easily, their strength is probably not to be underestimated. The moment the prophecy comes true is fast approaching; it's best to avoid conflict.

"Hey...you guys, don't fight!"

Standing in front of the two, Mameh overheard their conversation and immediately waved his hand to advise them. Although he couldn't understand what Ember and Jacob were talking about, it seemed there was a lot of tension between them.

To avoid a fight, she felt she needed to step in and offer a warning.

"Fight? I never start trouble. Don't expect me to retaliate only after you've slashed me three times."

"Nobody's going to bother cutting a tin can three times."

"Phew...that's good."

Mameherian and the other man had no intention of fighting, which relieved her. They were both good people who could "appreciate" her paintings, and she didn't want them to come to blows.

"So, you two... could you give me some advice on my painting?" Mameh asked, looking at the two of them expectantly.

She loves to draw, but unfortunately, apart from herself, no one can understand what she draws.

When the other Meilushin villagers in Haimo Village saw it, they would only say polite things like "good-looking" and "pretty," and would not offer any substantial advice.

Therefore, Mameh was eagerly anticipating what the two would say next.

Upon hearing this, Jacob lowered his head slightly, rested his chin on his hand, and seemed to be deep in thought.

“I think you could use more red, Mameh. Red is passionate and vibrant, and it can better express your creative ideas.”

"Red? Well... alright, although red is a bit hard to find, since Mr. Jacob has said so, I'll improve on my next painting!"

Mameh immediately nodded. Looking at her colorful canvas, she also felt that the emotions she felt while painting had not been fully expressed.

"improve……"

Ember, mimicking Jacob, rested his chin on his hand, and then began to sketch a human face on the patch of multicolored black.

"Are you suggesting that instead of using colors to express emotions, it's better to use a paintbrush to sketch directly? That makes sense..."

Mameh imagined a whole host of thoughts that Ember didn't have, and then nodded to himself.

"What is this? A shoehorn?"

Jacob also peeked over and took a look, and then he discovered that Ember was also a master of abstract art.

"What shoehorn? I drew you!" Upon hearing this, Yu Jin slammed down his paintbrush.

This person has bad eyesight!

Chapter 765 Cheats

2024-07-07

"Do you know that your behavior just now is enough for me to report you to Fontaine for insulting others?"

Jacob looked at the long, distorted face on the canvas; calling it a shoehorn would be an understatement.

“Okay, actually this isn’t you, it’s just something I drew on the spot.” Yu Jin immediately whistled.

He wasn't originally drawing Jacob, but this guy's words just now angered him, so he said it on purpose.

Jacob glanced at the embers that were looking around, too lazy to argue with him. He turned to Mameh and instructed him:

"Mameh, remember to use plenty of red paint next time you paint!"

“Yes, I’ve got it! Jacob, you must come and see it then.”

With a wave of his hand, Jacob and Mameh parted ways. This left Ember somewhat puzzled. So, this guy had forced his way into Haimo Village just to see the painting?

When did even the most sinful baptists learn to cultivate their character?

Jacob left, but it's worth noting that he didn't seem to leave Haimo Village directly, but instead went to other places along other paths.

Ember glanced at it and then paid it no mind; he had no right to comment on Jacob—after all, he also planned to take a look around inside.

"Mr. Ember? Is this your first time visiting our Haimo Village?" Mameh asked, seeing Ember looking around with his head up.

“Indeed, it’s my first time. This place is quite amazing.” Yu Jin nodded, but he didn’t stop tilting his head back.

Light was streaming down from the roof of Haimo Village through the cracks, which wouldn't normally be anything special. But the key point was that those cracks were rather strange.

The crevices were not narrow, wide lines, but rather incredibly long ovals, with the rocks on either side of these ovals being thin and transparent.

The light not only streamed through the cracks, but also penetrated the thin, transparent, and peculiar rocks.

The more Yu Jin looked at the object, the more familiar it seemed. Finally, upon seeing a bright red stone at the top, he realized what it meant.

"How come this looks so much like the bubbles in the lungs?"

Yu Jin realized what was happening.

"The bubbles in the lungs? What are those?"

"Get out of here, kid. This is none of your business." Yu Jin shoved the curious Mameh away. He had discovered alveolar tissue in her lungs after killing countless people.

This kind of knowledge is better learned from books; the case of "Ember" is a special case.

Upon hearing Yu Jin's words, Mameh retorted somewhat indignantly, "But I'm not young at all; I'm over four hundred years old!"

“To me, four hundred and four years old make no difference.” Yu Jin shrugged, indicating that he didn’t care at all.

Thinking of the peculiar sights of Haimo Village, he asked Mameh with some curiosity, "You've been here for so long, have you noticed anything unusual?"

"Abnormal? Yes!"

Mameh seemed to realize something, and then nodded.

"Is there really something unusual? Take me to see!" Yu Jin immediately became interested. He had said it couldn't be such a coincidence. If this place resembled alveoli, then there must be more unusual things elsewhere.

“Alright, come with me.” Mameh thought for a moment, and considering that it was Ember’s first time visiting Haimo Village, she felt she should do her part as a local and act as a little tour guide.

So she put down her paintbrush and started wandering around the small village of Haimo with Yu Jin.

Although Haimo Village is a village, there are not many Meilushin residents living there. In terms of houses, there are only a few dozen.

There are even fewer people in Merushin who are still in the village. And almost all of them are busy with other things.

Some of them were fiddling with parts, some were fishing, and some were carving stones... Their focused expressions made even the carefree Yu Jin feel embarrassed to disturb them.

"Everyone in Haimo Village is doing what they love. If you and Jacob hadn't come today, I probably would be out painting by now!"

Seeing the puzzled look in Yu Jin's eyes, Mameh explained. The Merusin people have no worries about food and clothing, nor do they need to.

So they poured all their childlike energy into their hobbies, which resulted in many Melusians spending most of their time away from home.

After all, when you're doing what you truly love, forgetting to eat and sleep is commonplace, and staying out all night? That's a piece of cake!

Take Mameh for example; she herself has spent several days and nights on a mountaintop in order to capture the sunrise.

Although the process was arduous, the excitement of finishing the painting outweighed all the hardship—even though I didn't really appreciate much of the "Sunrise" painting.

Nevertheless, there are still some points worth noting.

"This is it."

"What's so magical about it?"

Yu Jin looked around and saw only a shallow stream nearby, at the end of which was a miniature waterfall.

Why is the waterfall described as "miniature"? Because it's not even as tall as the embers.

Yet, standing quietly beneath this waterfall was a pink-clad Meloshen. Her eyes were closed, and the waterfall's flow made the seaweed-like horns on her forehead sway.

Even so, there was no sign of pain or discomfort on her face.

“Look, Shanotira has started her ‘meditation’ again, as she always has ever done ever since she found that book.”

Upon seeing this, Mameh couldn't help but sigh.

If there's anything unusual lately, it's that Shanotila found that book.

When she first found it, she was so excited that she invited all the Melusians to come and see it, but unfortunately, no one could understand it.

To this day, only Chantella remains passionate about that book.

In a way, this is also a source of enjoyment for her, just like Mameh's love of painting.

“Meditation? That’s interesting.” Ember raised an eyebrow. Meditation is what mages love to do most, because it helps them concentrate and makes it easier to analyze complex magic circles.

And Chanottila's meditation was probably for the purpose of understanding that book, right?

"Is there anything magical about that book?" Ember asked Mameh, looking down at him.

"It's amazing, you'll see in a moment," Mameh said mysteriously to Ember, before taking out paint from his pocket and mixing it.