Original God's Dark Priest

On the other hand, a small incident occurred when Ying was delivering materials to the workshop.

It turned out that the workshop was not operating well and was already in debt. After the two men delivered the materials, a group of people came to collect the debts from the owner of the workshop, Estelai.

Ying and Xiao Paimeng looked at each other, confirmed that this was a normal debt relationship, and decided not to interfere in the matter.

After all, exuding a sense of justice that has nowhere to go at any time and anywhere, and standing up for the weak without asking any questions, is also a form of bullying the weak.

Ying is no longer a naive adventurer and will not interfere in other people’s debt disputes.

However, they were not going to intervene, but someone popped up and said, “Hey, before you rush to collect debts, why don’t you settle your accounts first?

It's fine that you, the Gabriel Chamber of Commerce, are trying to steal business from our Northland Bank, but you even dared to leave bad debts in the Northland Bank... How about cutting in line and letting me settle them first?"

"People from Northland Bank? We've already told you we'll pay it back next month, why are you still pestering us..." The Gabriel Chamber of Commerce thug named Tuong was a little surprised to hear someone bring this up.

Little Paimon didn't care what they were talking about. When she saw an acquaintance, she waved and attracted the attention of the orange-haired man.

Tartaglia naturally saw little Paimon and was immediately surprised: "Eh? Ying, Paimon! It's incredible to meet you in Fontaine!"

He ignored the thugs and walked straight through the crowd to Ying and Paimon.

Little Paimon nodded vigorously: "We didn't expect you to show up here. Why did you come to Fontaine instead of staying in your hometown of Zhidong?"

"I've had so many chance encounters these days. Fontaine is such a magical place." Ying sighed.

From the moment I landed at the Harbor of Helu, I first ran into Linny and Linnet, then saw Saphir who had transformed into a black cat and followed Furninna, and I met Charlotte on the patrol ship leading here...

She felt like she had been running into familiar faces ever since she set foot in Fontaine, so much so that this strange land of Fontaine didn't seem so strange to her anymore.

"Hahaha, it's a long story." Tartaglia laughed heartily. He had a very good impression of Ying. Of course, it was due to their relationship with Saphir, but more importantly, this girl Ying's personality and character were very much to his liking.

They are the type who disdain to use conspiracies and tricks. Their straightforward nature makes communication without any burden, which makes him feel at ease.

He did not forget the time when Liyue and Saphir cooperated, that girl quietly let him stay in the Golden House and lured Ying over there, so that the two of them had a fight there.

Although fighting was indeed what he pursued, it was still a very unpleasant feeling to be arranged by someone for no reason.

Since then, he has actually kept his distance from Saphir. Although he still longs to fight her, as for cooperation...

He felt that it was better to avoid it if possible. Otherwise, he would be buried in a hole later and have no place to complain.

Of course, he also did not forget the help from the Abyss, which is why he went to visit the Buffati Mansion with gifts. Tartaglia still made a clear distinction between the two.

"I've been idle for a while, and my life is quite boring." As he spoke, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes, "I guess it's fate that I met you now. Not only do I have old friends with me, but you guys are the ones who cause disputes wherever you go.

Hey, things are about to get interesting, one way or another."

In fact, he had a vaguely strange feeling in his heart. Logically, the old man informed him that Aurora had arrived in Fontaine. He had tried to find her in the past few days, but found no trace of her at all.

There was no one at the Buffati Mansion, and no one was seen on Ying's side. That guy might have been thrown into some vortex. This made him feel a little excited, and he always felt that something would happen soon.

Little Paimon disagreed with Tartaglia's words and shook his head, saying, "We don't really like the kind of fun you're talking about. It's better for the journey to be smooth, don't you think, Ying?"

"I've seen enough storms and waves." Ying nodded in agreement. She didn't like a life that was too exciting.

A few people were chatting here, which made the thugs from the Gabriel Chamber of Commerce who were ignored feel a little annoyed.

Tuong coughed twice: "Ahem... Um, Northland Bank, did you forget something?"

His words successfully caught Tartaglia's attention. The orange-haired man said coldly, "Don't interrupt. It's a rare opportunity for Ying and I to meet. You guys wait for me over there for a while."

"Hey! You're the one who came to us to collect the debt, and now you want us to stand aside and chat with you..." Tuang was shocked. He had never seen such a righteous person. He was immediately furious. "Listen to me, boy! We need to pay back the money now! Come here!"

Tartaglia clicked his tongue impatiently: "I told you not to interrupt!" Then he turned to Ying and continued, "Oh, by the way, the last time I took Tonya and Tok to go ice fishing, Tok said..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Tuong again. Being ignored, the thug started yelling, "Hey! You, you, you, you...don't go too far!" Then he started to call on his subordinates, "Brothers, beat him up!"

As he finished speaking, a group of people began to surround Tartaglia.

Seeing this, Tartaglia held his forehead with his hand helplessly: "Alas, how can you not even wait to say a word? Well, I was originally asked by the North Country Bank not to take action against customers...

But if you take the initiative now, I can use "self-defense". You two have to help me testify. "

The last sentence was said to Ying and Paimon.

"Okay, okay, got it. Let's fight quickly." Ying held up her arms. She didn't think that this little cat could cause any trouble to Tartaglia.

Little Paimon also thought so. Saphir's combat effectiveness raised these two guys' perception of the executive's combat effectiveness. However, when the gap in strength was so huge, there was actually no difference between crushing and crushing.

Tartaglia took a deep breath, the Eye of God on his waist glowed, and two azure short blades appeared in his hands.

The Demon King's armed force, Rage, was released instantly. He moved through a group of thugs with erratic steps. Each of them was attacked by him at an extremely fast speed and was marked with the Severance Mark.

Then, he combined the short blades into a spear and swung it out fiercely. The extremely evil skill, the water light of annihilation, burst out and instantly detonated the flow-breaking mark on everyone's body.

In just a moment, the only one still standing was the leader Tuang.

Tuon was also seriously injured. He looked at Tartaglia with some fear: "Who are you? You are too strong... The Northland Bank of Winter... Could it be that you are——!"

His eyes were full of fear. He had realized that the young man in front of him was most likely an executive officer. How could he survive after offending an executive officer? In the eyes of many people, it was almost impossible.

Fortunately, Tartaglia was not a bloodthirsty person. He just sneered and said, "It's meaningless to realize it now. You just need to remember that you can't afford to offend the Northland Bank..."

He weighed the short blade made of water in his hand, thinking about how to knock the opponent unconscious.

At this moment, an obscure wave came, and the short blade in his hand exploded, turning into splashes of water on the ground, and the originally bright Eye of God on his waist also went out.

This sudden change surprised Tartaglia a little, as it had never happened before.

Ying and Paimeng were also stunned. This was the first time they had seen something wrong with the Eye of God.

Just as the three were stunned, Tuang shouted, "There's a chance!"

He rushed forward and tried to attack the dazed Tartaglia.

But... again, the gap in strength is too big. In a crushing situation, there is no possibility of any comeback. How can a person... fight against a steamroller? Tuang doesn't have a platinum star.

Seeing Tuong rushing towards him, Tartaglia did not hesitate at all. He dodged the opponent's straight punch with a light jump back, then turned around gracefully, raised his foot and gave a roundhouse kick, kicking Tuong directly away, and he fell to the ground unconscious.

Even without the Heart of God, the martial arts fanatic Tartaglia's physical strength is still monstrous. Otherwise, he would not be able to control the evil eye, which is a death warrant for ordinary people, let alone the demon king's armed forces, which have extremely severe backlash.

You know, even when he was seriously injured, Tartaglia was still able to forcibly activate the Demon King's Armor, all thanks to his superb physical fitness.

After dealing with Tuon, Tartaglia stood there lost in thought.

Ying immediately ran up and asked with concern: "How are you? What happened just now?"

"I don't know either." Tartaglia shook his head depressedly, "Just now the water elemental power seemed to suddenly lose my control. Could it be that there is something wrong with the Eye of God?"

Little Paimon was a little incredulous: "Could this happen again? The Eye of God lost control... This is the first time I've heard of it. It's so strange."

Tartaglia's mentality was still good. After a brief moment of confusion, he quickly shook his head and said, "Forget it. It doesn't matter. Over-reliance on the elemental power of the Eye of God will make people less sharp. What's more, I still have the Evil Eye to use."

He was indeed fearless. After all, he was an executive. It was impossible for him to be restricted by just one trump card or one God's Eye. This was impossible.

Ying shook her head in disapproval: "It's better to use less of that kind of thing..."

Among all the executives, she has already come into contact with several of them. The one she has the best relationship with is naturally Saphir, followed by Tartaglia. Rosaline and Arlecino remain friendly because of Saphir, but they are not very familiar with each other.

Scaramucci had only met him a few times and they were not very familiar with each other, nor did they talk much.

As for Dotore...the only time we met was when I saw him being killed by Saphir. Later he was deleted from the World Tree, so it's better not to mention him.

So Ying still cares about Tartaglia, the executive who can be called a friend.

In response, Tartaglia smiled indifferently: "It's okay, isn't Aurora in Fontaine? If she's here, it won't be that easy for me to die, right?"

At one point, he did have the idea of ​​using the serious injury to lure out Saphir, but the idea only lasted for a moment before he dismissed it.

Those who know Safire well know that she values ​​the lives of her subordinates the most. She even said that she would rather they choose to linger on than fight to the death. Similarly, what she hates most is the behavior of not taking their own bodies seriously.

If you suddenly come to her with injuries all over your body without a reasonable excuse, she will most likely scold you and then refuse treatment.

By then, he would suffer a lot. Tartaglia thought that it was not so urgent to find the other party yet.

Ying rolled her eyes at him and stopped talking. She knew where Saphir was, so she wasn't too worried about Tartaglia's health.

I guess that guy is in control of the situation again now.

Little Paimon then remembered to ask about Tartaglia's purpose of coming: "So, why did you come to Fontaine? You can't really be here to work for the North Country Bank, right?"

"Well..." Tartaglia thought for a moment and replied, "Because I've been feeling a bit down lately."

This answer confused little Paimeng: "Ah? What kind of reason is that? Sir... do you ever feel so depressed?"

"Hahaha... Maybe I don't know myself that well." Tartaglia's answer was not sincere, and he was obviously hiding something important.

Ying was almost certain at this moment that Datalia must have come to Fontaine for some purpose, but she had no idea what it was.

Tartaglia continued, "Recently, there seems to be a force stirring in my body, and I don't know why, but my mood becomes depressed from time to time.

I thought about the new strength that the lady showed after her return, so I asked her opinion. "

"What did she say?" Little Paimon knew the lady was Rosaline, so he was very curious about the lady's opinion.

Tartaglia showed a hurt expression: "In the end, she poured cold water on me, saying that Saphir might not look down on a warrior like me who has an empty head."

"Puchi..." Ying couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Although she also felt that it was pitiful for the young master to be said like this, it was really funny.

Ying knew about the lady's new power, and she also knew that Rosaline was not the only one with this power, but also Husaigong and Beidou. She didn't know exactly how many people there were, but these people were all resurrected from the dead without exception. Thinking about it this way, it was estimated that Fushe was the same.

So what Rosaline meant by that sentence was not to belittle Tartaglia, but she believed from the bottom of her heart that Tartaglia was a tough guy and would not die so easily.

Feeling Tartaglia's resentful gaze, Ying immediately put away his smile and said in a serious tone, "Perhaps the problem with your Eye of God just now is also related to the power you mentioned."

She changed the subject, and Tartaglia nodded: "It is indeed possible."

"So, you really have no idea where this power comes from?" Ying asked curiously.

Tartaglia did not deny or admit it immediately, but frowned and asked, "I don't remember if I mentioned to you that I fell into an unknown abyss when I was fourteen...

Almost all of my skills were learned during that period, and the master who taught me these was named Silk.

She is taciturn and mysterious, and no one knows where she comes from or what she has been through. When teaching combat skills, she is always very serious.

But once when I asked her why she was willing to take me in as her apprentice, she answered me something like...

Because I awakened 'it', I have traces of 'it' on my body. In the future, I will be able to use these fighting skills."

These words made little Paimeng a little confused. He murmured, "What exactly does 'it' refer to? What did you wake up?"

"Master didn't say it explicitly, but I guess it has something to do with the dream I had when I first fell into the abyss..." Tartaglia pondered and made a guess, "In the dream, there was an endless depth of the sea... and in front of me was a whale so big that it was suffocating."

"Whale? Come to think of it, I seem to have an impression... When you were fighting with us, you used a big whale jump! Could it be that?" Little Paimon asked, recalling the battle in the Golden House.

"It's Star Sea Whale! Little Paimon keeps talking nonsense about other people's skill names all day long. I'm going to deprive you of the right to call my skill name, so as to avoid embarrassing me in public." A familiar female voice came from above.

The three of them looked up and saw a girl in black standing on the roof with her arms folded under the night sky, her scarlet eyes looking at them.

"Ah! Saphir is here!" Little Paimon opened his eyes wide.

Saphir leaped up and landed next to Ying, looking at Tartaglia who was much taller than him: "Hey, long time no see, Tartaglia."