Paimon opened his eyes wide with excitement, looking at the two people walking towards each other one after another. Wendy, who was walking with Famas, quietly nudged Famas with her elbow, implying that he should not let him go.
Say something disappointing.
During the journey between Mondstadt and Liyue, Paimon had long been accustomed to Famas' intimidation. She was a magnanimous Lord Paimon, and of course she would not argue with a fire slime with a bad personality.
Isn't there an old saying in Liyue that a dog's mouth...ah no, slimes can't spit out ivory from their mouths!
After seeing the two people who suddenly appeared behind him, Paimon still seemed a little unbelievable and circled around Wendy several times.
"Singer, why did you come to Liyue? By the way! You deceived me and the traveler last time..."
What Paimon wanted to say was that when Famas and Zhongli were fighting earlier, Wendy only exchanged a few words before sending the two of them into the center of the battlefield where the gods were fighting, causing her to almost be scorched by the blazing fire.
"Hey, you two are great heroes who saved Liyue and Mondstadt at the same time. Who dares to lie to you now?"
Wendy winked at the traveler and Paimon, her tone of voice was ups and downs, and the fresh aroma of apples blew along the breeze, which seemed to dilute the strong sad atmosphere when sending immortals.
"As for me...the respected rock god from the neighboring country has passed away. As the best bard in the Teyvat continent, of course I should come to pay my respects and commemorate him, and write some new poems to praise the emperor's achievements..."
Wendy was worthy of being the glib bard described by Grandpa Diluc. She never mentioned anything related to gods or wars from the beginning, as if she was just an ordinary person who came from Mondstadt and wanted to admire the emperor's immortal body.
"Oh? Really?"
Paimon pouted, folded his arms and babbled to Wendy about their recent experiences in the Golden Room. He asked questions from time to time, but always received a brisk response from Wendy.
The corners of the little poet's mouth were curved like a crescent moon, and his green eyes were filled with spring water that crushed ice and snow. At this time, in Famas's eyes, this scene was really like a bright pearl, and a beautiful jade.
The traveler raised his head slightly to observe Famas, his mood was a little complicated. After hesitating for a while, he still walked to the young man's side.
"Famas, I..."
"Ask me while I'm in a good mood."
As if he had anticipated the traveler's hesitation, Famas did not look back, still smiling at the poet who was as warm and agile as the south wind. The fragrance of Cecilia flowers was not obvious in the slowly burning neon flowers, and even a little.
Ethereal, but unmistakable.
That is the true feeling of the prodigal son.
"I thought you wouldn't come to attend this ceremony."
Famas's frankness made the travelers confused as to where to ask. In this crowded ceremony site, the people of Liyue were filled with the atmosphere of remembrance and gratitude. After thinking about it for a long time, Xiying finally only showed a slight expression.
He spoke blankly.
"I received an invitation from a certain poet, and there is no reason to refuse." Famas finally turned his head and looked into the traveler's amber eyes with interest, "What? Do you still have doubts about the past of the gods?"
"No, I just don't know..."
What the traveler wants to say is that he does not know how to treat the gods that have existed in the past and today.
Only now did she understand the weight of the word devil. In order to fight for the throne of the world, the gods of the past used all kinds of methods. They did many evil things that were no less than those of fools, and their cruelty was even more incalculable.
But in the process of carefully preparing the ceremony with Mr. Zhongli, the traveler also realized the rich historical heritage of Liyue and the deep bond between the Yanwang Emperor and the people of Liyue, and Vikas's words when he burned his soul also echoed in her
's ears.
It seems that every god has an unknown past, but if the demon gods are all cruel and ruthless people, how can they gain the love and loyalty of so many mortals.
Various thoughts intertwined in the mind of the traveler, but the solemn mourning music in the Yiyan Palace Square gradually stopped, and the crisp dust-cleaning bell no longer rang. Yingmei could not help but look at the guests of the Palace of Purity in the middle of the Yujing Terrace through the crowd,
She was surprised to find those familiar golden-red eyes looking at her tenderly.
"Stop singing the music, please give a speech from the Seven Stars of Liyue!"
Zhongli's deep voice sounded, and the people watching the ceremony were all attracted by the figure in front of the emperor's immortal body. Travelers also saw Tianquan's condensed light standing in front of the towering incense burner in the gap between the crowds.
"Hey, what is the rich lady Ningguang talking about?"
Paimon left the bard beside him and flew as high as possible to look forward. Ying felt that it was a miracle that they could stand in front of the moon gate of the square. She was not crushed in the demon war, but it was a miracle during this ceremony.
I experienced the pain of being squeezed into a meat pie.
Given the height of the traveler, he could only see the dark backs of heads in front of him, and could barely hear Ningguang's speech clearly.
Seeing this scene, Famas raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The traveler and Paimon felt dizzy and couldn't help but cover their foreheads. Paimon almost fell from the air. Fortunately, Wen
Dee took off his hat in time to catch her.
"What's...what's going on?"
The traveler raised his head in confusion, but was surprised that the Yiyan Temple Square in front of him had become several times wider. The originally crowded crowd now gathered sparsely at the edge of the square, seemingly unaware that they could continue to move toward the center of the venue.
"This is just a superficial application of the power of the cave."
Famas imitated Zhongli's appearance in the Beiguo Bank, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and spoke in a deep tone to explain.
However, the young man's behavior did not seem to have the desired effect. Wendy couldn't help but burst into laughter. Paimon, who almost fell to the ground, flew to Famasi in anger, holding his little fist and complaining.
: "But when Zhongli uses the power of the cave, neither the traveler nor I feel so groggy, okay?"
"Paimon little idiot... what do you know? Zhongli just separated your existence from reality at that time. I opened a narrow space for one-way passage in reality. The people in Liyue around us can still see us.
Nothing has changed in their eyes, but we can broaden our horizons and move forward quickly through one-way passages."
Famas shook his head in disgust, but Wendy already knew it. He quietly sneaked up behind Famas, patted him on the shoulder, and drew everyone's attention back to Ningguang.
"Hey... before this, why don't we first listen to what Lord Tianquan is saying?"
Everyone turned around, and Ningguang's speech seemed to be coming to an end:
"...As just said, the return of the emperor's soul to heaven is the severance of the contract and the end of an era." Tianquanxing's voice was very solemn and distant, "Liyue people are happy. In happiness, we forget
Despite the coldness of time, we must remember that Liyue’s 3,700-year history, from Dihuazhou to Guiliyuan, and then to Liyue Port next to Tianheng Mountain, these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, are the sympathies of emperors and immortals.
Come through all the obstacles!"
"In this happy era, we learn to say goodbye to old friends in the ceremony of sending immortals. At the same time, please don't forget the roots. After the new contract is reestablished, I hope everyone can bless the next era and encourage you all!"
Ningguang stood on the high platform and bowed his hands to the people watching the ceremony, and the people also clasped their fists in return.
The gods have gone away, and now comes the age of humans.