The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

"Tears of Stars?"

"It's nothing, just a kind of atonement product. I've heard that if you drip it on yourself, you can be absolved of your sins, but I've never used it."

"Besides, I'm too lazy to bring this kind of thing. As for atonement... if you don't take action, how will anyone know you've atoneed?"

Ember got up from the ground and rubbed his hands together:

"So, do you want to take action now?"

"Move? But I can't move at all, and before long, my consciousness will return to that blurry state it was before."

Erinas remained dejected, clutching her head and refusing to look at anything.

However, not being able to see something doesn't mean you can't hear it.

"Roar!!!"

A dragon's roar echoed from the painting. This huge and familiar sound was like a paintbrush, slightly clarifying the vague thoughts in Erinas's mind.

"Dulin..."

Erinus's eyes showed a hint of doubt, and then the image in his mind became clearer and clearer: a jet-black dragon.

"Durin? Durin!"

She jumped up in surprise, but the joy in her eyes quickly turned into doubt.

The giant dragon before her seemed quite different from what she remembered.

The hideous, pitch-black body became pure white, while the once innocent and naive eyes on the face unexpectedly showed signs of weariness and vicissitude.

If Dulin was previously a being with a body of deadly poison but with pure eyes, then now he is the opposite.

"Hmm...it seems even better than I expected." Ember circled the pure white dragon several times and nodded in satisfaction.

"The transparent prism refracts a rainbow of colors... Ember... your alchemy..."

Du Lin's words left Yu Jin completely baffled. He felt that the kid had grown up, but a bit too much.

"What are you saying, kid? Alchemy..."

Yu Jin took out the mint and the stamen of the Flame Flower, and then vigorously rubbed them in his hands.

An empty bottle was placed at his feet, and all the juice extracted from the kneading process was dripped into it.

“Look, Flame Oil! If you really want to talk about alchemy, this is the only thing I know!” Ember played with the bottle in his hand for a moment, then drank it down.

"Burp~, it has no taste."

Yu Jin put the empty bottle away.

"I remember this should be called Fiery Essential Oil, right? And the ingredients should be frog and the stamen of the Fiery Flower, shouldn't they?"

"So now you know my alchemy skills, right?"

"..."

Dulin and Erinas fell silent.

"Dulin, quickly pass on the techniques to your older sister, then we'll get started!"

Seeing that no one was speaking, Ember couldn't stand it anymore. So he jumped up and patted Dulin's knee, asking him to give Erinas some pointers.

"Why do you know that Erinas is my sister, Brother Yu Jin?"

"Because she didn't cry when I first saw her, but she cried terribly when she saw me."

"Ok."

Dulin shrank back somewhat dejectedly, wondering if it was this person who had betrayed his seniority.

"Dulin...your body..."

"My body... is it chalk...?"

Dulin nodded, then shook his head. He spread his wings, the flawless dragon wings purifying any light that pierced through.

"Calmite..."

Erinas looked in surprise at Dulin, who had sat up straight. Chalk, if she remembered correctly, her mother seemed to have only one work that reached this level.

"Perhaps not? I don't even know what I am right now."

As Dulin spoke, his body began to change. His body, forged from white light, began to collapse, and countless points of light rained down from the sky.

These points of light pulsated in the air, and by the time they landed, they had taken on the shapes of people.

And the petite Dulin was surrounded by the crowd.

"If Mom were here, perhaps we could ask her."

"Calmite, is that right?"

Chapter 775 The Great Artist

2024-07-13

"Dulin, is this your sister?"

"Sister Yi'er, could you please stop rubbing my head when you're asking me questions?"

"Dulin, where is this..."

"Darkeng, you're back. This is Fontaine, it's quite a distance to go back to Mondstadt."

……

Dulin was very busy amidst the crowd. If he were just a consciousness, anyone could talk to him, but once he had a physical form, people were no longer satisfied with just talking to him.

At this point, words alone cannot fully express people's emotions, so people start to physically assault Dulin.

"Wow! It's too crowded! Let's talk later!" Dulin, unable to bear the huddling in the crowd, shouted.

"All right!"

"It seems this has caused quite a bit of trouble for little Dulin."

"Didn't you see Dulin's sister here? Let's not disturb their sibling reunion."

The voices of the people hummed, but in the end they all turned into rising specks of light. The pure white dragon that had vanished earlier reappeared before Erinus's eyes.

Erinas just stared blankly, completely bewildered by Dulin's current situation.

"Sister Erinas, what do you think of me now?"

Dulin asked, but only received a blank shake of his head from Erinas.

"Haha, even Mom wouldn't believe it if she saw this." Du Lin chuckled upon seeing this. Such a change was unimaginable even in a dream, let alone that it had actually happened.

This situation with Erinus was to be expected, so he continued to explain:

"Sister, look into my eyes."

As Dulin spoke, he lowered his head. The pure white dragon head drew closer, and Erinas was able to see more details.

The white dragon's head has no scales or patterns; the entire dragon seems to have emerged from light and jade, forming a single entity.

But what's most striking is Bai Long's weathered eyes, so out of place with his body.

His eyes, with their vertical pupils, held a weariness and vicissitude that rivaled that of a human. Upon seeing them, Erinas felt a jolt in his heart; what had Dulin endured?

Just as Erinus was worrying about his younger brother, the enormous dragon eye blinked.

Dragons blink differently than humans. Humans blink by opening and closing their upper and lower eyelids, while dragons blink by covering their eyelids once.

A transparent membrane moistened the tired and weathered eyes, but what was used was not tears, but the unwavering resilience in the dragon's heart.

Erinus suddenly felt that Dulin had grown taller in an instant, taller in every sense of the word.

It was as if, in his presence, she was the ignorant little one. Erinas felt no joy at her brother's growth; she couldn't imagine how much Dulin had sacrificed for all of this.

Perhaps those tired and weathered eyes had already told her everything.

"Sister, are you sad?" Dulin asked with some concern when he saw tears welling up in Erinas's eyes.

Erinus nodded, and then she saw a white dragon claw reach out and gently wipe away the tears from the corner of her eye.

"There's no need to be sad. I am still me, with nothing missing and nothing added. It's just that... they've slightly changed positions."

"They changed positions?"

"Yes."

Dulin nodded, his eyes closed, as if he were pondering how to explain the changes in himself to Erinas.

“I exchanged my most flawless self for everyone’s suffering, and that’s how I became like this.”

Dulin stretched his body, surprised at how intense his emotions were.

The pure white that was buried deep in his heart surged out from his chest and was able to forge such a huge body.

"Are you alright?" Erinus asked with obvious concern.

“Very good, a flawless body and soul, and an indomitable will. In the stories I’ve heard, this is called growth.”

Dulin smiled at Erinas. He was no longer the naive little dragon he once was.

At least, he won't cry so easily anymore.

When the resentment clinging to him seeped into his heart, Dulin realized how insignificant his so-called "pain" was compared to those who died under claws and teeth.

So from then on, Dulin would no longer cry easily; he would just hug himself and silently savor the suffering that he had caused.

Fortunately, resentment is not insurmountable. As those dark emotions were replaced by a pure white glimmer, the pain Dulin felt gradually faded.

However, the pain still left indelible marks on him, and his long eyes, etched with scars, are the best proof of that.

By now, the pain that had haunted Dulin's heart was negligible. This was also the reason he emerged from the embers' body today.

Their bodies were already full enough to support them as they embarked on a new journey.

Next, Dulin will follow the path he once destroyed to bring down the newly reborn people.

But what comes after that? A hint of doubt appeared in Dulin's eyes. The future after flying over Mondstadt was shrouded in mist, making it unclear to him, and thus Dulin felt somewhat afraid.

Perhaps he himself did not realize that the pure emotion in his heart still remained.