Yes, Lady Funina!

Obviously... more than four hundred years have passed.

Fu Nina's eyes flickered, but now was not the time to think about this. She asked Richard, "But this doesn't mean I have to believe you. What if the news you got is false?"

"Of course, what I want to talk about is not the [prophecy], but this contract." Richard shook the contract in his hand, indicating that this was the focus of tonight.

"The book of contract that contains the 'rules' has such a binding force that even the Seven Gods of the Earthly Realm cannot escape it, and I am no exception."

"With this contract as a guarantee and the constraints of the underlying 'rules' of Teyvat, I think you should not still trust me, right, Furninda?" Richard said to the girl in front of him.

"You can write down the most vicious punishment you can think of on it to ensure that I will not reveal your secret. For example, if I leak the secret, I will become Miss Funina's dog and be stepped on by Miss Funina every day..."

"Who would do that?" Funina couldn't help but reply unhappily.

"As for whether the secret will be known by the witnesses of the contract, you can rest assured about this, because the God of Contract is dead, and even the Heart of God is in the hands of others. He cannot hear your secret." Richard put the contract on the table and pushed it in front of Fininna.

"Now you can write the contract between us on it."

Finina did not reply, but just stared blankly at the contract in front of her. She did not doubt Richard's words.

Because the other party had no need to lie to her, Funina knew that the other party could threaten her to tell the secret in another way.

He didn't even need her to tell the secret, he just needed to make his guess public and then bring himself to trial on the charge of "playing the water god and deceiving the people of Fontaine."

Under the supreme judgment, the truth will naturally not be hidden.

But Richard did not do so. He accommodated Furninna's almost impossible request and gave the best answer.

When this answer sheet was placed in front of Funina, even she couldn't bring herself to refuse.

However, what really overwhelmed Furninha was not the contract, but what Richard said next.

"Funina, you have been hiding a secret for four hundred years. It must have been hard for you."

Sometimes it is like this. If you are alone when you are wronged, you will feel sad, but not that sad. But if there is someone by your side to comfort you and understand your pain.

This grievance will be magnified infinitely, and all the negative emotions accumulated in the heart will burst out along with tears.

Once again, Funina was filled with water elements.

This time she realized that she was crying, and she wiped her face with her hands randomly, trying to stop the tears from bursting out. However, her tears kept coming out, and the big tears soon soaked Funina's gloves. A few tears slipped down her cheeks to her chin, and finally dripped onto the contract in front of her.

After noticing this, Finina quickly pushed the contract further away and tried to absorb the tears dripping on it with her sleeves, as if these tears would affect the effectiveness of the contract.

And a magical scene happened. Finina's tears fell on the contract, and before her sleeves could wipe them away, they merged into the contract.

This tear seemed to have life, and it wrote on the contract quickly. Soon the blank contract was filled with words. The terms on it were clearly visible, emitting a golden glow.

And at the bottom right corner of the contract, a name had been signed at some point.

-- Fukaros.

PS: The update will be a little late tomorrow.

Volume 95: Chapter Why does this seal of contract seem a little unorthodox?

"Fuka... Ross?" Finina looked at the name that appeared on the contract, "But... but I..."

Finina looked down at her hands. She clearly hadn't picked up a pen, nor had she figured out how to fill in the blanks on the contract, but the contract itself had detailed clauses emerging...

Even signed the contract!

The water god - Fukalos.

Is it... the water god she was thinking of?

Funina recalled the image reflected in the mirror when she just opened her eyes that day. The scene is still vivid in her mind today and has not been blurred by time.

She held the contract in her hand, feeling a little overwhelmed. Her eyes were slightly red and tears were still hanging on her eyelashes, sliding down along the undried tears when she blinked.

God, do you agree to let me share the secret with Richard?

Can someone share my mission?

Can I really say it out loud?

Richard's eyes fell on the gilded "God's Name" on the contract. When he was writing the contract with tears, Richard felt a subtle energy fluctuation from the Cardinal of Instruction and Judgment not far away.

Following this wave, Richard's elemental perception vaguely "saw" a light blue figure. There was no mistake, it was Fucaros, or another Fu Nina.

"That was the real water god just now, right?" Richard said.

"No...yes." Finina subconsciously wanted to deny it, but she quickly realized that she no longer needed to keep this secret, at least not from Richard.

"Give me the contract." Richard stretched out his hand and asked Funina for the written contract.

Finina handed the contract back to Richard, but soon realized that she had not signed it yet and tried to pull it back, but Richard snatched it away and left his mark on it with great fanfare.

After Richard signed the contract, the characters on the contract seemed to come alive, flew out of the contract, and split into three parts, shooting towards Richard, Furninha, and the Cardinal of Oracle and Judgment not far away.

The ancient piece of paper carrying the contract had quietly turned into stardust and disappeared into the world.

The only thing that could prove the existence of the contract was a light blue mark that quietly appeared on the back of Richard's right hand. It was roughly in the shape of a long, flat diamond. It was exquisitely designed and looked quite beautiful.

However, although it is a diamond-shaped mark, for some reason the corner of the mark that should be facing outward is instead turned upside down. In this way, although the shape is roughly a diamond, it looks like a heart shape if you look closely.

With soft lines, all sharp protrusions are slightly curved, making it more like a heart shape instead of being as sharp as a regular diamond.

Richard clenched his fist, and after stretching the skin on the back of his hand, it became... more like a heart shape!

This seal of contract doesn't seem to be that serious.

When Furninna saw the mark appearing on the back of Richard's right hand, she also felt a slight warmth on the back of her left hand.

After taking off her gloves, she also found the same mark on the back of her hand as Richard's.

But the problem is...she didn't sign the contract?

Could it be that the contract written with her tears also included her?

"Funina, after all these years, have you ever wondered why you were chosen to play the role of the Water God? There were so many choices, but in the end it was you who was chosen. The most important thing is that you were probably just born at that time. Why was K so sure that you could play the role of the Water God well?"

"Yeah...yeah, why is that?"

"Don't you understand yet? Fenina, you are the water god." Richard's words stunned Fenina.

Only if you are the Water God, will K be sure that you can play the role of the Water God well. After all, what could be more trustworthy than playing yourself?

After signing the contract, a memory or information about the connection between Finnina and Fucaros automatically emerged in Richard's mind. He also completely understood why Wendy said that Finnina was the water god.

Two sides of the same coin, he separated his divinity from his body and spirit, leaving behind a person named Fernina, while Furkalos as a god went on to accomplish more important things.

As for what this more important matter was, Fucaros did not tell Richard. This was all the information she gave, and even Furnina herself did not know the rest.

"I am the God of Water?" Finina's first reaction was that Richard was joking. After all, the contract had been signed, and Richard should be clear that she was not the God of Water.

The real water god is someone else, and she is just an actor who was asked to play the role of the water god.

"There is no doubt that you are the God of Water, but your power does not lie in you, but in another you," said Richard.

"Another... me?" Fu Nina was a little confused by Richard's words. Am I not right here? Where is the other me?

"It was you who signed the contract with me, wasn't it? The water goddess Fukaros, whose earthly name is Furnina de Fontaine."

"It's just that you are the 'human' side, and it was your 'god' side that asked you to play the role of the water god."

"I think you can understand it now, right?"

Funina murmured, "It's me, please?"

Richard affirmed, "It's you, please."

"Sorry, wait a minute, let me sort it out." Finina stroked her forehead, feeling that her brain was not enough. The excessive influx of information made her not know what to do.

It was clearly Richard who was exploring her secrets, but why do I feel like he knows more than I do?

If what Richard said was true, I am actually the God of Water, or an incomplete God of Water, then where did the missing part of me go?

The other self, what is she doing?

By the way, Funina remembered that when she took on the important task of playing the role of the water god, she heard the person in the mirror say that she would find a way to save Fontaine.

In other words, the other me is also working hard to save Fontaine right now?

"I know you have a lot of questions right now, like what are you doing with the other one?"

"You know?" Finina's hair stood up and she looked at Richard with her almond-shaped eyes without blinking. She didn't ask why Richard could always accurately guess what she was thinking.

Compared to these, she was more curious about the answer given by Richard.

"I do not know."

The white fur softened visibly, and at the same time, Funina looked at Richard angrily, "Don't you know why you are saying these things?"

I thought you knew it!

"But even if I don't know, it doesn't stop me from making guesses based on the existing information," Richard said.

"Speculation!" Finina looked at Richard expectantly, ready to hear his thoughts.

"First of all, she must be doing something very important."

"Hmm! Then what?"

"Secondly, she must not let anyone else know about this, not even [herself], that is, you, Funina."

"Oh! So..."

"So the current information is too little, and I can only speculate these. If you want to speculate more, you need Funina's help to obtain more information." Richard paused and said with a smile, "We should be on the same boat now, right, Funina?"

Looking at Richard with a gentle smile on his face, Funina's heart couldn't help but skip a beat. A warm current surged up from somewhere, making her face feel a little hot. Her breathing became rapid and she didn't know where to put her hands.

"I, I... I am not in the same boat with you! Don't you know everything I know? I have no secrets from you anymore..."

As she spoke, Finina turned her body to the side, her eyes reflecting the musical actors on the stage who were holding hands and thanking the audience. Her eyes were shining with waves, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Richard walked to the side of Furninna and stood side by side with her. "How do you feel? Do you feel more relaxed after telling her the secret?"

"Well..." This time, Finina didn't try to be stubborn. Indeed, after Richard knew her deepest secret, she felt an unprecedented sense of relief.

It was like a huge mountain that she had been carrying on her back for so long was finally lifted off her back. However, her mission was still there and she still needed to play the role of the water god in front of people tomorrow. But she just felt relieved and felt that the world before her eyes had become different.

"Um..." Furninna didn't know what to say. She hesitated for a moment before continuing in a low voice: "Thank you."

"You're welcome, Furninda." Richard replied with his head down.

Finina felt more and more that something was not right with her. Her face was getting hot. She had just relaxed, but after getting Richard's answer, she became tense again.

The girl suddenly clapped her hands exaggeratedly, waved her hands and shouted to the actors on the stage: "Good performance, I, Funina, approve of your performance!"

In Fontaine, most musical producers are eager to get the recognition of Funina. This is not only because of her identity as the water god, but more because Funina is the most professional and authoritative person in the entire Fontaine art world.

Many famous artists in Fontaine regarded Fournine's praise as the highest honor in their lives.

It is precisely because of this that Fontaine also set up the "Funina Award" named after "Funina" during the Thousand Spirits Festival.

I don't know whether Funina really liked the show she watched tonight, or she wanted to change the subject in this way to hide her strange mood, but Funina did it anyway.

However, the actors on the stage seemed not to hear it, as if they had no idea that Funina had awarded them the "highest honor" in the musical world.

"Funina, this is a business room. Although we can see and hear the performance on the stage, we can't hear the sound or see the scene inside the box from the outside." Richard explained helplessly.

He watched as the color of Funina's already slightly red face gradually deepened until it became as red as an apple. After thinking for a while, he gave them a way out and said, "But since you think the performance is good, Funina, why don't you tell them in person?"

"I, I'll go now." Finina fled out of the box, her beautiful legs moving at a very fast pace, with no intention of waiting for Richard at all.

After leaving the box, Funina went backstage to meet the director and actors in charge of the musical. She praised their performance and also judged their many problems from a professional perspective.

The biggest problem is the story of the musical, which is too old-fashioned and lacks originality. Although musicals are mainly about music, a good story is also very important. I suggest going back and revise the story.

The director of the musical looked at Richard, who was following behind Funina, with some embarrassment. After all, the copyright of the musical was in the hands of Richard. As the largest investor, his consent was obviously needed to change the story.

"Just change it according to what Funina wants. I will release the copyright later and any theater troupe can perform the play. They can also adapt it. Of course, anything too outrageous will definitely not be allowed. Someone will come to discuss these things with you later." Richard said.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Richard." The director of the musical is also the head of a well-known theater troupe. When he learned that Richard would release the copyright of the musical, he was very happy.

This not only means being able to earn Mora, but also means that in the future, he will be able to perform his masterpieces without restrictions.

For this drama, the middle-aged director put a lot of effort and used a lot of his own connections. For him, it is not an exaggeration to say that this drama is his "own son".

Funina was not surprised that the copyright was in Richard's hands. After all, the sense of déjà vu of this story was too strong. She could tell at a glance that this was a "custom-made drama". However, compared to those custom-made dramas that were created for advertising, Richard's drama was much more attentive and the cost was visibly high.

"Now that the copyright has been opened, I look forward to seeing better performances. If the changes are not good, I will take back my evaluation of you." Funina said seriously.

"I, I understand, Lady Funina! I promise that next time I will give you an even more exciting performance than today! If I can't, I will just quit the music industry!" The middle-aged director promised loudly, patting his chest.

"That's not necessary..." Finina felt that such punishment was a bit too much. After all, creating a musical is not enough with passion alone, it also requires inspiration. Usually good works are born out of a flash of inspiration from the creator.

After bidding farewell to the actors in the troupe, Finina suddenly remembered something. She reached out and touched the seal of the contract on her left hand, and asked Richard beside her, "Does the other me have this seal as well?"