Genshin Impact: Great, you guys still remember

It started raining in Mondstadt.

The drizzle turned into mist, and the transparent wine lake was dyed leaden. The rain curtain hung on the eaves and seeped into the cracks of the brick walls and tiles along the ditches.

In the empty square in front of the Knights, a black-haired boy can be vaguely seen under the rain.

The rain hung on the hair on his forehead, followed the boy's lowered gaze, and fell on the sword.

When did this idiot run away?

Under the eaves not far from him, a girl with long golden hair looked anxious.

This guy... was stabbed for that girl a few days ago, and I thought he would behave himself for a few days.

In the end, after just a moment's absence, he ran off into the rain in the blink of an eye.

If you don't show off your abilities, you will die.

"Captain, do you want us to bring the deputy commander back? Even holding an umbrella for him would be fine."

The guerrilla leader on the side said.

The Golden Lion hesitated for a moment, then showed a helpless expression:

"Forget it, let him be, he is now..."

Through the layers of rain, she saw his pupils becoming brighter and brighter.

"I don't want to be disturbed,"

"Do what you have to do,"

She finally waved her hand:

"I'll just stay here with him."

...

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. The wolf cub could even hear the sound of raindrops hitting his scalp.

The rain and fog thickened, and the accumulated water turned the foggy city upside down. The young wolf saw himself in it.

The knife wound under my ribs that had not yet healed was still aching slightly, and the stitches on my arm that had burst a few days ago were itching slightly.

The pain like a needle prick can make him think carefully, and the coolness brought by the raindrops penetrating into his skin can calm him down.

he was thinking,

Why did he do so much?

This is not confusion, this is review.

The courage to draw the sword and the skill to wield the sword are certainly important.

But the most fundamental thing is still the purpose of drawing the sword——

You have to understand why you are fighting.

The beginning of a story is often clean and pure.

Maybe it was a childhood joke, maybe it was an inadvertent promise, maybe it was a sudden surge of blood -

I wish to be a shadow that the Knights cannot touch.

A casual remark became a promise that has been kept till now.

This is what the Golden Lion calls "rigid".

Being a shadow means that he has the power to take anyone's life.

Because the people he hunts are often criminals who are beyond the reach of the Knights due to insufficient evidence.

This also means that anyone can be a 'criminal' if he wants to.

This power is like **. Once there is one, there will be two, and then you will fall into the abyss completely.

Although he was extremely cautious before every action,

But the huge psychological burden cannot be avoided.

Why am I doing this?

He stretched out his bloody hands in the darkness and asked himself,

He urgently needed a meaning for his move.

...

These confusions were long ago.

He actually found the meaning a few days ago, but for some reason he couldn't remember anything when he thought about it carefully.

If he can't remember, then forget it. He doesn't want to think about those things now.

Because the swords under the rain have begun to dance.

...

what is that?

The golden lion stood on tiptoe and looked out.

A vortex seemed to appear in the rain, with invisible winds gathering at its center.

The wolf cub gently closed his eyes and moved his hands as his mind moved.

The raindrops hit the sword wind, breaking into water foam and merging into the rain mist again.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and the movement almost became an afterimage, with only the sharp sword light waving in the air.

The flashing of swords and sabers in the darkness, the thrilling fights under the candlelight, the fatal counterattacks in danger, all the accumulation in the past completely erupted at this moment.

The raindrops are shredded, the fog is cut, the light is cut,

When the wind cuts through the clouds, breaks through the rain and fog, and disperses the thick fog like a storm,

At that moment, the sun shone brightly.

His sword skills have reached the pinnacle and no one in Mond can match him.

My arms felt hot and my abdomen was cramping for no apparent reason.

The wolf cub was very excited.

He found it, he found his answer.

Just when he wanted to take advantage of the momentary sunlight to take a closer look,

A figure running towards him through the rain caught his attention.

When she arrived, she also brought her anger:

"You bastard, are you still giving me peace of mind?"

The clouds covered the sun again, the rain continued to fall, and the thick fog gathered again.

It was as if the scene that had just been cut off was an illusion, but compared to before, there was an extra figure in the rain.

The golden hair was stuck to his forehead by the rain, but the golden lion didn't care and just picked up a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his arms.

Following her movements and looking down, the wolf cub discovered that—

It turns out that the fever and cramps just now were not hallucinations.

The wound burst again.

After roughly stopping the bleeding, Golden Lion pulled him under the eaves, scolding him as he walked:

"Practicing sword skills is useless no matter how good you are at it. You will get hurt if you are going to get hurt, and you will bleed if you are going to bleed. I would rather you die of pain than worry about it."

"..."

The wolf cub covered its bleeding belly and let her pull it, looking at her profile without saying a word.

"What's wrong? Why don't you answer me? Are you speechless?"

The Golden Lion tapped his forehead and said unhappily.

"No,"

The wolf cub shook his head and smiled a brilliant smile she had never seen before:

"I've found the answer."

...

Qin has actually been hesitating, not knowing whether to tell her mother He Li's true identity.

If she believed it, it would be a great convenience for their affairs.

But for some reason, she didn't really want to say it.

From the beginning to the end, the one she liked was just He Li, and it had nothing to do with whether he was a wolf cub or not.

But when she looked at the figure in the courtyard, she was still a little dazed. She had never seen such exquisite swordsmanship.

Even though she knew that he was an excellent swordsman and that he was the wolf cub from five hundred years ago, she had also read about his ability to "slash raindrops with a sword" in a book.

When you see it with your own eyes, the shock is incomparable.

Frederica had the same reaction as her.

As the eldest daughter of an ancient family, she had seen so many heroes when she was young.

But in my memory, it seems that no one is better than the young man in front of me.

No, not as if, but absolutely not.

Moreover... seeing something, she stood up without caring about her manners and said in a lost voice:

"West Wind Swordsmanship can actually reach such a level? It is exactly the same as the level of His Highness the Young Wolf in the book. The North Wind Guardian has someone to take over!"

Golden Lion: [...]

Qin: "..."

...

The dust was cut off, the morning light was revealed, the dazzling sword light was sheathed,

He Li, who was not even a drop of rain on his body, stood in the light:

"This is my sword, and it also represents my intention."

...

We must admit that there are still many pure beings in this world.

Haven’t you heard of returning to simplicity and nature?

The sword is one of them.

Frederica is also an expert swordsman, but she knows that she can't make any progress.

why?

Because of her heart,

If one's mind is full of confusion, the sword will hesitate and pause before thrusting out.

With these, the sword is not so clean and sharp,

The top sword skills competition is often to see who has less impurities in the sword skills.

When moving forward without hesitation, if there is a slight leak or pause,

The sword will not be perfect.

Not to mention the sword of lies,

That would be full of loopholes.

So what they say may not be true.

But the sword must be real.

...

"Aunt, this sword of protection is my intention for them,"

He Li formally made the commitment.

With the sword of protection, I show my determination.

...

Looking at my daughter who rushed into the rain, and seeing her usually reserved and steady, now embracing her lover without caring about others,

Frederica smiled with relief.

What else could she say?

I can only say that my daughter has a good vision, more than ten thousand times better than her mother.

Steady, sensible, skilled in martial arts, and sincere about the zither...

She was very satisfied.

only...

She rubbed her ears.

Just now I seemed to hear that guy say...'We?'