Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

"El Haisen?! Even though he seems quite rude, he shouldn't be that kind of person, right? And why did he kill Mikael? Do they have a grudge?"

Paimon still looked puzzled.

He is not such a person? No one will ever truly write his good and evil on his face. It is said that you can know a person's face but not his heart. The heart is hidden in his belly.

But after meeting Elhaisen once, how could I be sure of his kindness? Moreover, Elhaisen gave me a very familiar feeling.

People like Orochimaru probably won't talk to you about sentimental feelings. They are just absolutely rational in pursuing their goals.

Paimon was not clear about the reason, but the great sage in the Teaching Institute deep in Xumi understood it much better.

The great sage who lives deep in the Temple controls the entire "Void Terminal" and contains almost all the information of Xumi.

For example, someone in the Church Order killed the son of Mishal, the leader of the "Relics of the God-King". Naturally, this heavy news reached his ears first.

Perhaps he deserved the title of Great Sage of the House of Lords, as he did not show any surprise like Seno when he heard such important news.

Instead, he stroked the armrest of the recliner with a calm expression, and said with his old eyes narrowed: "Driving a tiger to devour a wolf... Is this guy Elhaisen determined to fight the entire Xumi to the end?"

A father who dotes on his children but holds great power is a good card that can be easily played.

Sure enough, it didn’t take long before the raging fire burning outside Xumi City told everyone that the wrath from the desert had been ignited at this moment!

Outside the huge sand-proof wall, yellow sand filled the sky, and under the yellow sand, tens of thousands of desert people were rushing towards the wind-proof wall that blocked the sand with weapons in hand.

As a transit point between the desert and the rainforest, Kawanyi was in a state of panic. After all, the anger that had been pent up for a long time burst out in an instant.

The people who suffered the most in the desert, even the ordinary people who were not part of the "Legacy of the God-King", all raised their torches and shovels to shovel sand with the intention of looting.

They even violently vented their resentment on the equally innocent rainforest people, especially scholars and wealthy businessmen. On the first day of the riot, they were almost completely slaughtered by the angry desert people.

One after another, the high-ranking scholars and wealthy businessmen died at the hands of the shovels of the ignorant people they once despised.

People rushed to Xumi City carrying large and small bags of supplies, but the wealthy people in the city wanted to flee to the safer Liyue.

Crowded together, people in the city want to get out and people outside the city want to get in...

"What happened? Why did it suddenly happen like this?!"

Even though Paimon had experienced many things, he had never seen such a cruel war!

Jiraiya didn't say anything, he just tried to shuttle through the war-torn Kawan Station, saving as many people as he could! While shuttling back and forth, Jiraiya clenched his fists until they made a clattering sound.

Why would such a peaceful and happy world fall into the quagmire of war again? How many years have passed? In Jiraiya's memory, it seemed that he had been involved in wars since he could remember or even since he was born.

"Wow! Wow! Wow!"

Next to a wealthy businessman's carriage, a baby was lying in a pool of blood and crying loudly. The source of the blood was his parents.

On the bodies of my parents, which had not yet cooled down, there were several extremely thin and dark-skinned men groping around.

Jiraiya had never seen his parents, and according to the adults, he also lay in a pool of his parents' blood.

Looking at the poor baby, Jiraiya was at a loss as to what to do. He could only pick up the poor baby in front of the mob.

Then he stood there in a daze.

"Jiraiya? Why aren't you moving? We can't go on like this! More and more people will die! And those guys will rush over!" Paimon shouted anxiously.

But Jiraiya did not respond, he just shook his head. He had experienced too much suffering in war and had seen too many people die.

But no matter how many times he did it, he could never get used to it. But this world kept forcing him to become numb!

Looking at the travelers, Tinari, Ito and others who were still fighting on the front line, Jiraiya shook his head. He thought that if he could not save them, a hundred people would die if he saved ten. If he saved a hundred people, thousands of people would die!

There is no point in continuing like this, or it is only treating the symptoms and not the root cause.

Jiraiya, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly turned his head while holding the child and said, "Paimon, show me the map of Xumi."

"Ah?" Although Paimon didn't quite understand, he quickly opened the old-fashioned map he bought from the merchant for Jiraiya.

I believe that the latest maps have been uploaded using the void terminal. Paper maps are almost impossible to buy on the market. Even if there are any, they can only be old-fashioned maps from decades ago like the one in Paimon's hand.

After the map was opened, Jiraiya used his wrinkled and calloused fingers to stroke the map. The four hesitant men seemed to think for a moment before picking up the various iron tools they were working with.

There was blood on the iron tools, the blood of the couple and perhaps even more people.

"Nosy old man! Go to hell!" The men shouted angrily, venting their resentment at will.

At this moment, Jiraiya's fingers had stopped. He turned half of his face slightly. That was a murderous look! Under the old eyes, there was a murderous intent that had gone through decades of vicissitudes!

"Hatred breeds only hatred." Jiraiya said, his white hair dancing wildly behind him. He strangled the throats of the thugs with great precision and cruelty.

The white hair, like needles, pierced their necks and oozed a lot of blood.

Seeing this situation, Paimeng hurriedly dissuaded him, "Lecherous Immortal, that's enough. Just knock them out, and don't do anything wrong!"

However, Jiraiya did not listen. War is always cruel, and the people you let go of out of softness may kill more people in the future!

This is what Orochimaru told Jiraiya and Tsunade. Not many people can understand such a simple truth. Just like Jiraiya and Tsunade didn't understand it very well in the past.

The place where Jiraiya's finger paused was the Aru Village in the desert!

Deep inside the Order Hall, the old man trembled and gave the order: "Mobilize Sai Nuo to lead the troops to Aru Village."

"Great Sage, this is not right! The Grand Disciplinary Officer of Senor is the leader of the front-line defense. As long as he is still on the front line, Xumi City will not be easily invaded by the rebels.

Once the six academies react, it will be easy to destroy the rebels!"

The young man next to the great sage gave advice.

However, what he got in return was the great sage's cold gaze. This old man was obviously very old and almost dying, but he still had an astonishingly sinister aura.

"I don't want my orders to be given twice! I think if you need to repeat them twice to remember them, Ithaka, you may not be competent enough."