Genshin Impact: The traitor doesn't even let his senior sister go

Chapter 79 Dally Duck

Xiao turned around and stared at Tartaglia, who was tightly wrapped in blue-black armor. There was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

At this time, Tartaglia transformed into the Knight of the Abyss, his body floating steadily in the air, the cloak fluttering behind him, like a god of war returning from the purgatory of the abyss, exuding a terrifying and powerful aura.

He danced with both hands, quickly combining the two blades in his hands into one, transforming it into a slender and sharp long blade. Then he raised his arm slightly and pointed the tip of the blade, which was flashing with cold light, directly at Xiao. He said in a deep voice: "As powerful as you are, I will give my all today!"

Xiao had a stern expression. He raised his hand and put a ferocious Nuo mask on his face.

In an instant, a terrifying power like an overwhelming force emanated from him.

"General Jinpeng, enter the battle!"

With a low shout, Xiao tightly grasped the Hepu Kite in his hand, lightly tapped the void with his feet, and instantly turned into a dazzling blue stream of light, rushing straight towards Tartaglia.

"Just in time!"

Seeing this, Tartaglia was not surprised but happy. He immediately raised the long blade in his hand high and faced the enemy without fear.

In an instant, two figures, one blue and one black, crisscrossed in the air like meteors chasing the moon, and a fierce battle began.

"Song Yinjian, how could Tartaglia be so powerful? How could such a young man be able to compete with the Demon Subduing Great Sage?"

There was a hint of worry in Keqing's voice.

Song Yinjian explained her confusion in a relaxed tone, "Because Tartaglia is using the protagonist template.

If an ordinary person fell into the abyss, not even a bone would be left. However, he met a powerful, mysterious and beautiful master, and was taught martial arts.

In addition, he can use the Eye of God and the Eye of Evil at the same time, and no one of his peers can match him.

Of course, his true strength is still far behind that of the Demon-Subduing Great Sage."

Just as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise of something heavy falling to the ground in the air.

Tartaglia fell heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string, raising a cloud of dust all around.

He coughed weakly twice, then put away his demonic weapons and his figure gradually returned to normal, but he looked extremely miserable and covered in scars.

Xiao took off his mask, took a deep breath, turned to Song Yinjian and said, "He has lost the power to resist."

After he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from Song Yinjian's sight like a wisp of green smoke, as if he had never appeared here before.

Afterwards, Song Yinjian walked slowly to Tartaglia, looked down at him, and asked coldly, "Tartaria, tell me, why did you suddenly attack me and Keqing?"

Tartaglia struggled to get up from the ground.

However, just as he was about to stand up, Song Yinjian raised his foot without mercy and kicked him hard, knocking him to the ground again.

"I'm asking you a question!" Song Yinjian said in a bad tone.

Tartaglia's eyes burned with rage. "We only intended to capture you, not attack you. If you had cooperated, you wouldn't have suffered a single ounce of harm."

Song Yinjian was so angry that he laughed. "Master Ke, bring me the Dragon Roar in the box. Tartaglia, I don't really want to chop you up. It's all because you don't cooperate with me. If you cooperate, I will never hurt you."

Tartaglia was speechless.

Song Yinjian reached out and took the Dragon Roar in the box handed to him by Keqing. There was still some of her body temperature on the hilt, and a slight warmth came through his palm.

Seeing that he was serious, Tartaglia weighed the pros and cons and decided to confess honestly, "Someone within the Fatui told me that you are an extremely powerful disciple of the Immortal Clan. If we capture you, we can use you to threaten the Rock King."

After listening to this, Song Yinjian pondered for a moment and had a rough idea in his mind who wanted to deal with him.

He asked with a smile: "Tartaria, how much Mora are you going to compensate Keqing and me now?"

"Compensate Mora? But I'm the one who's injured now!" Tartaglia looked depressed.

Song Yinjian said confidently, "That's because you're not as skilled as us and can't beat us.

Think about it, if you win, Master Ke and I might be forced to become a pair of desperate mandarin ducks."

When she heard the words "fugitive couple", Keqing's originally fair face turned red in an instant.

She glared at Song Yinjian angrily and said, "If you dare to talk nonsense and take advantage of me again, I will really chop you down with my sword."

Song Yinjian quickly admitted his mistake with a big smile on his face, "Master Ke, I'm so sorry, I just said it casually."

His apology was clearly insincere.

Keqing became more and more angry as she thought about it, so she took a few steps forward and kicked Song Yinjian hard in the calf.

"Could you two please stop flirting here?"

Tartaglia, who was lying on the ground, witnessed this scene and couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't help but remind the two of them that there were other people present.

Upon hearing this, Keqing snatched the Dragon Roar from Song Yinjian's hand. With a flick of her wrist, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Tartaglia's heart. She shouted in a delicate voice, "How can you tell that I'm flirting?"

Tartaglia replied helplessly: "I was wrong, okay."

"Hmph!" Keqing snorted in dissatisfaction and put away the Dragon Roar in the box.

Then, Tartaglia looked at Song Yinjian and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do in exchange for letting you go today?

If the conditions are too extreme, you can just kill me and call it bad luck for me."

Song Yinjian calmly took out a pen and paper from his pocket and said, "Write an IOU for 1 billion Mora."

"One billion Mora?" Tartaglia couldn't help but exclaim. "Do you know how much the entire Fatui's budget is per year? Forget it, you might as well just chop me up."

When Song Yinjian heard this, a look of disgust appeared on his face. He said, "You are the Fatui executive officer. Aren't you even worth a billion Mora?"

Tartaglia explained seriously, "It's really not worth it. Dongdong is located in a severely cold region with barren land. The North Country Bank's largest annual expenditure is used to protect people's livelihoods."

Spending one billion Mora might make it difficult for many people at the bottom of society to survive the cold winter."

After hearing this, Song Yinjian was very disappointed. "One hundred million Mora, this amount should be something you can come up with, right? If you still say no, then I will chop you up right now."

At the end of his words, his voice was filled with ice-cold murderous intent.

Finally, Tartaglia reluctantly picked up his pen and wrote an IOU for 100 million Mora.

Song Yinjian put the IOU away with satisfaction, and then advised earnestly, "Dazi, I think you should stop being the Fatui executive officer.

It would be better to find some rich women and use steel wool to wash them. Maybe in a month or two, you can pay back the 100 million Mora.

I've already thought of a stage name for you: Dally the Duck."

Tartaglia: “…”

Chapter 80 Rosaline and Zhongli

Northland Bank.

In the elegantly decorated reception room, Zhongli sat on a soft and comfortable sofa, looking relaxed and contented, savoring a cup of black tea.

Rosalyn sat across from him. After he took a sip of tea, she politely said, "Emperor, the Queen told me that she had an agreement with you. As long as I fulfill the contract with you, I can obtain your Heart of God."

Zhongli nodded slightly and said affirmatively, "It is true."

Rosalyn followed suit and asked, "Then, may I ask your Majesty, how exactly should I fulfill my contract with you?"

Zhongli picked up the teacup again, took a sip of the tea, and said slowly, "You can discuss this matter with the immortal disciple Song Yinjian."

Hearing this, Rosalyn's expression suddenly became a little ugly.

She never imagined that what Song Yinjian said in the etiquette of the immortals would come true.

Now, I really have to beg that guy.

When she thought of the obscene look in that guy's eyes as he stared at her snow-white vagina, the anger in her heart surged up like a burning flame.

"Emperor, this is an agreement between you and the Empress. Why must it be handed over to someone else to handle?"

Rosaline still did not give up and tried to make a final effort to change Zhongli's mind.

However, Zhongli had already made up his mind. He did not want to see the hardships of the lower-class people under the prosperous Liyue.

So he said firmly, "I have made up my mind. I will leave this matter to Song Yinjian. If Zhidong is unwilling, then this agreement is cancelled."

Rosalyn had no choice but to agree.

Zhongli's unfathomable strength cannot be easily shaken by them, the fools.

As he stood up to say goodbye and prepare to leave, Rosalyn could no longer suppress her doubts, "Emperor, why do you trust him so much?"

Zhongli pondered for a moment and answered seriously, "Because he understands the current social order and human nature better than I do."

When Rosalyn heard this answer, she found it absurd.

How can a young man who is only in his twenties understand the world and human nature better than the Rock King Emperor who has experienced countless vicissitudes of life?

She would never have imagined that this young man had seen off nearly a thousand people in his two lifetimes and witnessed countless human warmth and coldness and the sadness of the world.

At this moment, the office door was gently pushed open, and Tartaglia, covered in bandages, limped in. He then lay down on the sofa, his face full of fatigue and embarrassment.

Seeing Tartaglia's expression, Rosalin asked unhappily, "How did you end up like this?"

Tartaglia's face was filled with depression as he replied, "Before I left Winter Solstice, someone told me that if I could successfully kidnap Song Yinjian, I could get the Rock King to hand over the Heart of God.

So I took some people to try it, and the guy directly called the Monkey King.

I was no match for the Great Sage Conquering the Demons, and after my defeat, Song Yinjian forced me to write an IOU for 100 million Mora.

After Rosalyn heard this, she felt her blood pressure soaring.

She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger that was about to burst out, and said sternly: "Tartaria, from today on, all your actions in Liyue must unconditionally obey my command.

If you dare to disobey me in the slightest, get out of here and go back to Winter Capital immediately!"

Tartaglia shrugged nonchalantly. "It's just 100 million Mora. What's the big deal? Is it necessary to get so angry?"

Rosaline was certainly not angry about this mere 100 million Mora.

What really annoyed her was that Tartaglia's reckless kidnapping would put her at a disadvantage in the subsequent negotiations with Song Yinjian and allow her to be manipulated by the other party.

She said in a cold tone: "I don't want to repeat what I just said."

"Okay, I promise you." Tartaglia looked reluctant, muttering softly, "I really don't understand you women. Where do you get such bad tempers? You're all like you've eaten gunpowder, ready to explode at the slightest provocation."

Rosalyn could no longer contain the rage in her heart. The fiery fire elemental power in her body surged wildly and quickly condensed into a long whip emitting blazing flames.

"Oh my god, big sister, are you serious?"

Seeing this, Tartaglia ignored the pain of his wound and quickly used his hands and feet to climb up from the sofa and ran out of the door for his life. In a flash, he disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the only person left in the reception room was Rosalyn, whose chest was heaving with anger.

One afternoon a few days later.

As usual, Song Yinjian sat at the counter of his own shop, concentrating on writing the novel titled "Legend of the Immortal Yakshas".

Shen He sat quietly beside him, holding the manuscript she had just written in her hands, her beautiful eyes fixed on the words on the manuscript, reading it very seriously.

After a while, she finished reading the manuscript and asked, "Junior Brother, why did Fanan have to kill Mi Nu?"

Her cold voice trembled slightly at this moment.

Upon hearing her words, Song Yinjian put down his pen and turned around with a gentle smile on his face. "This is real history. Senior Sister, I didn't mean to write it this way."

Shen He replied softly: "I know this history.

However, you deliberately portrayed the deep bond and beautiful emotions between them, and then ruthlessly tore these beautiful things apart before my eyes.

I... I don't like stories like this. I always hope that every story can have a happy ending."

This was the first time she spoke so much in front of Song Yinjian.

The tragedies of Fa Nan and Mi Nu really made it hard for her to let go.

Song Yinjian gazed into her eyes and said earnestly and affectionately, "The meaning of tragedy is that it makes us learn to cherish each other more."

As he spoke, he gently took her slender, white hand, lowered his head, and placed a light kiss on the back of her hand.

This sudden action instantly dissipated the sadness in Shen He's heart, and was replaced by shyness and happiness.

She turned and left in a panic, leaving Song Yinjian sitting there, savoring the softness and fragrance of her slender hand.

Chapter 81: Someone Must Be Taken the Blame

Just as Song Yinjian was still immersed in the aftertaste of Shen He's soft and boneless hands, Rosalind walked in with elegant steps.

Her gaze lingered on Song Yinjian for a moment, and then she spoke calmly, "Song Yinjian, the Emperor asked me to come to you to complete the contract."

Song Yinjian's face suddenly broke into a brilliant smile. "Okay, if you can take down Sky Island, then the contract will be fulfilled."