Original God, looking for the heart

The lady casually placed the water meter on the table: "What do you mean? It's just a gift from an old friend."

In the space, "Zhu Yue" seems to have independent consciousness. The crystal rotated, and a red thread quietly emerged from the space and stretched towards the water clock on the table.

Mo Bei wanted to curb the ability of "Zhu Yue", but to no avail. He could only communicate with Zhu Yue in his mind: "Hey, what are you going to do? You can't touch that water meter casually. Zhu Yue!"

The moment the silk thread touched the water clock, the surrounding scenery was annihilated into pieces.

The moment Mo Bei stood up, new fragments fell, forming a familiar area - Mondstadt.

He stood in Mondstadt's square, watching the birds fly across the blue sky.

"Why did I suddenly arrive in Mondstadt?" Mo Bei rubbed his eyes. What should he do with his Asan?

"Forget it, it should be Zhu Yue's fault." Mo Bei rubbed his temples. He knew that Zhu Yue would not play such a prank. "This water meter belongs to the lady. Maybe Zhu Yue wants to tell me about the lady." information. In this case, the highest priority option is to find Rosalind."

After finishing speaking, melodious singing came from a corner of the square. Like a lark that embraces the morning rain and dew, it sings happily and forgets its emotions. Mo Bei walked straight across the square and found the source of the singing - a girl.

She was wearing a pure white dress and sitting on a wooden bench. Like a jasmine flower, waiting quietly in the bush.

"Rosalyn——!" A man wearing armor and holding a sword hurried over.

"Rosalind! Is she Rosalind?" In order to facilitate observation, Mobei Maomao approached the two of them furtively.

"Rustan!" Like all girls in love, Rosalin threw herself directly into Rustan's arms, "Deputy Captain, the Knights are doing well these days~"

Rustan pushed Rosalin's messy hair behind her ears and told the other party about the status of the Knights in a soft voice.

"I recently learned a new song, do you want to listen to it?"

"Of course, my lady. It would be a pleasure."

They linked arms and returned to the bench once more. Rustan quietly listened to Rosalin's singing voice as clear as a bell, and the fatigue of the day melted away here. He magically took out a white flower from behind and put it in Rosalind's ear.

"I know you are going to Xumi for further training." Rustan handed a water clock with both hands, "This is specially made by me. You see, when the water clock returns to its original point, I will come to you."

The girl shyly agreed to the other party and listened to the other party once again describe what he thought was the eternal white and flawless country.

……

Mo Bei saw Rosalin put on a large witch hat, and also saw Rustan put on armor again——

A magical dragon named "Dulin" invades this place. Its wings were strong enough to stir up strong winds, its sharp claws could tear the fiery chest apart, and its tail could destroy solid houses... People once again launched a struggle, and Rustan, the deputy leader, was deeply involved.

As an outsider, Mo Bei's abilities are restricted by illusions.

At the end, he saw Rustan lying in the ruins, still holding the battle sword in his hand.

The setting sun dyed the sky red, taking Du Lin's body with it. People cheered, people cried, they drank and sang, they knelt down.

After hearing the news, Rosalin, who was far away in Sumeru, decided to return to Mondstadt at all costs. In the bloody world, this white jasmine flower can no longer find her true love.

Gradually, the petals were stained red with blood. As a flower that blooms again after the disaster, she is willing to use her blood as a container to carry flames to burn all monsters in the world.

The fiery red under the setting sun was so shocking that it was so red. What is even more shocking are the wreckage on the ground - the remains of all kinds of monsters, large and small.

They were twisted and paralyzed on the ground, their lives burned by the fire.

She firmly believes that as long as she can burn all the filth in the world, the "pure white kingdom" that Rustan longs for will surely come. The girl wondered why her lover's wish could not be fulfilled by her.

Although the witch's target has always been monsters, her flames can't help but scare everyone. Perhaps it's because people have witnessed her madness as she burns to the ground, or perhaps it's because she simply can't control her own flames.

Mo Bei endured the heat of the flames and followed Rosalin, and all the fields they passed turned into scorched earth.

Once, Rosalin rescued a girl from the Qiuqiu people. The fire ignited half of the night sky, and the little girl was too frightened to move.

Rosalyn thought she would panic and run away like the others. Unexpectedly, the girl staggered to catch up with Rosalind, pulled her long skirt and handed her a piece of candy. Rosalin knelt down and carefully touched the candy in the girl's palm.

But she can't control the flames! The candy wrapper ignites the moment you touch it!

Rosalyn slapped the girl's hand away and the burning candy fell to the ground, setting the lawn on fire.

The witch wanted to cry. But she can't. Her tears and blood have become vessels of fire. If the "tears" were allowed to fall, the girl might be killed in the fire.

Mo Bei saw a little fire light up in another place.

It's a nearby villager.

The light of fire in the night sky frightened them. They were afraid of flames and of witches. But a child goes missing and they have to go to the burning place.

"Little sister," Rosalin's voice was surprisingly not affected by the flames. This may be the last mercy of the flames, "your family is here to find you, go back with them."

The little girl nodded ignorantly and walked around the burning candy towards another fire.

"Witch! It's that witch!"

"Go away! You are not welcome here!"

This is truly ungrateful. But Rosalind couldn't blame them.

From the moment she awakened the flame, she was already prepared for awakening. There is no need for understanding or sympathy from anyone on the way to bring hope to people. As a witch that historians do not want to record, she does not need to worry about the judgment of future generations.

Rosalind walked aimlessly. It wasn't until early morning that the sky finally stopped lighting up because of her flames.

In an unknown lake, the gurgling water wraps around the small island in the center of the lake like a ribbon.

She hesitated and looked at her face reflected in the water. The beautiful appearance of the past no longer exists, and the flames burned the right side of her face until it was scorched and broken.

After burning for a long time at the cost of her life, she was finally tired. The flames were about to burn her heart together.

Crystal snowflakes fell on Rosalind, and the burning of the fire seemed to be relieved.

A man wearing an ermine cloak leaned over and handed Rosalind a black crown mask: "Put this on, it can cover your scars."

Rosalin looked up and saw that the right side of the other person's face was also covered with a mask: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. Madam, are you willing to join our fools?" A white ball of light appeared on the man's hand.

Mo Bei knew that Rosalin's eyes were fixed on the ball of light. But he couldn't see what Rosalind saw.

Could it be because this is the memory contained in the water clock. What Rosalin saw, the water clock must not know, so that's why it couldn't be projected.

In the next scene, Rosalin took the mask from the other person's hand: "Can you guarantee that what you just showed me is true?"

"Of course. Madam, our goal is the same as that of the Ice Queen, which is to cleanse the source of distortion in this world: the short-sighted and ignorant gods, and the filthy and dark abyss."

"If everything she said is true," Rosalin put on the mask, and Mo Bei also saw the "lady" she was familiar with, "then it doesn't matter if I join you."

"I'm glad you can join me. Chief Executive Officer of the Fools - Piero. You can call me that."

"Rosalyn Kruzhika Loefaat. That's my name."

"Please follow me, and Her Majesty will suppress your flames and give you new power."

……

The memories contained in the water clock ended, and the scene in front of him changed back to the original Kujo Jinya.

Mo Bei looked at Rosalin, who fell into a deep sleep for some reason.

The difference is that this time there is a ghost waiting by her side.

"Put a trace of your soul on the water clock to protect her. Is it you, Rustan?"

Ghost performed a standard knightly salute to Mo Bei.

It seems so.

"So what I just saw was your memory, not Rosalin's." Mo Bei rationalized his thoughts, "What do you want to say? Do you want me to protect her for you?"

Ghost shook his head. His strength is too weak to communicate with others.

The crystal in the center of "Candle Day" once again stretched out a silk thread and connected it to the ghost.

"If you can, I'd like you to tell her to stop."

"Eh?" It was actually not a "protection" request, "Why."

"Rosalyn, she has been overdrawing her life. I know she is for that ideal world...but it's time for this fire to be extinguished." Rustan stayed beside "Madam", "How I wish she was as pure as before .”

Mo Bei has never been good at speaking: "You should tell him these things. I can help you." After saying that, "Zhu Yue" released a thread again.

Rustan took the red line: "Thanks for the help. Your weapon is very special. It seems to be able to draw energy from "memories" to strengthen itself. "

Mo Bei didn't seem to have thought about the source of Zhu Yue's power. Is its power really derived from memories? Then have the stories collected previously become nutrients for Zhu Yue?

But he had enough time and opportunity to ask Zhu Yue.

Threads connect Rustam and Rosalind. Mo Bei knew that the rest of the time would be enough to wait.

"Well," he looked at the secret passage leading to the underground area, "Why hasn't Asan come out yet..."

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