Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

As Funina's suppressed cry echoed in the opera house, the red curtain representing the change of scenes slowly fell at this moment.

This time the interval between scenes is not as short as before, but it is longer than before.

——It was as if Chang Ming and Claude took the initiative to give the audience some time to relax.

Behind the red curtain, Claude looked at Chang Ming beside him with some concern and asked softly:

"Master Chang Ming, will the audience really be engaged in discussion as you said? But why... I didn't hear any sound at all?"

Upon hearing this, Chang Ming turned his head slightly, looked at the face that was tense with tension and worry, and smiled gently.

"Of course, you need to give them some buffer time before judging their behavior and status."

"After all, judging from the extent to which they had spread the announcement from the Momang Palace and the stories about Lady Funina on the streets..."

"They will have some discussion to some extent."

Having said that, Chang Ming paused for a moment, then continued:

"But this trick can only be used at the first performance. Don't use it during subsequent performances, as it will easily break the anticipation of the opera."

Hearing this, Claude nodded quickly, indicating that he understood.

And at this moment, outside the red curtain...there were some rustling sounds of discussion.

"This is really... hard to imagine."

"I really didn't expect that Lady Funina would suffer so much in the process of resisting the prophecy..."

"It's suffocating just thinking about it. It's like putting a mask directly on your face and not being able to take it off for 500 years."

"The point is not the mask, but that Lady Funina doesn't know when the prophecy will come true. This feeling of fear... can really drive people crazy."

"Yes, a sharp blade that can kill you and your country at any time is hanging in the sky. Even a god... can't stand the mental tension for five hundred years, right?"

"What's more, Lady Funina's way of dealing with the prophecy is very special. She can only keep it to herself. It's really hard to imagine how much pain she has gone through..."

......

The audience's discussion was not loud, but in this huge opera house, their words could be heard clearly by Chang Ming and Funina standing on the stage.

After hearing that they were gradually understanding Funina's pain, Chang Ming nodded with satisfaction.

After all, half of his purpose of launching this opera has been achieved, and the other half requires waiting until the performance is over to see what their reactions are.

Thinking of this, Chang Ming turned around and looked at Funina beside him, and asked softly:

"Lady Furninna, are you okay now?"

Hearing Chang Ming's greeting, Funina glanced at him with some annoyance, then said unhappily:

"Am I so fragile in your eyes? It's okay~ I know this is just a performance. I've been performing for five hundred years, and I know these problems."

"not to mention..."

As she spoke, Furninna looked around and after making sure that most people, including the travelers, were busy arranging the sets and props...

She tiptoed gently, and the warm breath with a hint of girlish fragrance sprayed into Chang Ming's ears, and she whispered:

"Don't I still have you by my side?"

After saying that, Funina stretched out her little hand and gently hooked Chang Ming's little finger, as if the two of them were holding hands.

Feeling the tenderness coming from his fingertips, Chang Ming was slightly startled, and a rather gentle smile appeared on his face.

This time he did not say any love words to Furninna like he did any other time before. Instead, he just said "hmm" softly and then stood quietly beside her.

The hands of the two people disappeared in the shadows of the stage, and no one noticed or discovered them.

After all, some flowers don’t smell very good when they first bloom, but as time goes by, those lonely branches have long turned into flower fields.

Although the relationship between Chang Ming and Funina will be revealed on the surface sooner or later, it is at least not now.

......

After the props and stage are fully prepared, the curtain above the stage slowly rises, heralding the beginning of a new act of the opera.

The spotlight moved slowly and then locked onto Furninna who was standing next to the bookcase, and next to her stood a man in a red uniform.

"Lady Funina, this is the recent hydrological observation table. The abnormal values ​​in Baisong Town are showing a slight downward trend.

But...the abnormal values ​​in other places in Fontaine have increased to varying degrees."

Hearing this, Funina gently pushed back the book she had just taken out of the bookshelf and said:

"Yes, over the years... the data you have obtained from your calculations have become more and more accurate. This makes me very pleased."

"As your god, I am pleased to see that my people possess extraordinary wisdom."

As Furninna said this, she had a signature smile on her face, as if she really felt this from the bottom of her heart.

But judging from Furninna's overall demeanor...she still seems a little lost.

Time took away not only the mortals around Furninna, but also the ambition in her heart.

Compared to the former Funina who always had hope for a series of organizations such as the Fontaine Academy of Sciences...

Now she is a little tired.

Hearing this praise from the gods, the clerk from the Fontaine Academy of Sciences bowed slightly and continued:

"Ms. Finina, thank you for your praise. We are just doing our job, but..."

"I am still a little confused about one thing. I wonder if Lady Funina can answer it for me?"

Upon hearing this, Funina narrowed her eyes slightly, thinking of the trivial matters in Fontaine recently, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

The prophecy left her speechless, and all she could say was "I already had a solution, but I can't tell you now."

This also led to a continuous decline in her reputation within Fontaine. Although no one has questioned that she is not a god so far, but...

The time for this denial is probably not far away.

Thinking of this, Finina sighed silently in her heart, then pretended to be indifferent and said:

"As the god of Fontaine, of course I have to answer the questions from my people, especially people like you who are relatively wise."

"Tell me, what do you want to ask?"

"What I want to ask is... do you really have a plan to resist the prophecy? If so, why do you keep silent about it?"

The clerk raised his head slightly with a hint of sadness on his face, as if he was worried about Funina's current reputation in the outside world.

"Lady Finina, please...can you explain clearly."

Hearing this, a hint of impatience appeared on Furninna's face, and she then spoke:

"I've already said that prophecy is a matter of the gods, and has nothing to do with ordinary people like you."

"As for the method to crack the prophecy... Of course I have it. If I don't have it, what kind of god would I be? But once such a thing is said, all order will be disrupted!"

"I am the Water Demon Fukaros, the god of justice in Fontaine, the "Queen of the Peoples, the Lands, the Waters, and the Laws." I naturally have a way to deal with the prophecy."

"All you have to do is wait patiently and do your job well instead of questioning me."

Having said this, Funina turned her head away unhappily and said:

"Okay! Let's stop here! Since your data has become more and more accurate recently, I won't say any more."

"Don't equate gods with mortals. There is a reason why gods remain silent. Just remember this!"

After saying that, Funina waved her hands impatiently, signaling the clerk to leave her sight quickly.

As the clerk left, Funina lowered her head slightly and held her right forearm with her left hand, as if she was injured.

She sighed quietly, and then murmured in a low voice:

"Why hasn't it ended yet... They have already begun to doubt me. If this continues... it's only a matter of time before something goes wrong."

"I just want everyone to be able to survive safely before the crisis comes. I really... have been trying to do all this well..."

Snapped--

As soon as Funina finished her words, the spotlight instantly shifted from Funina to the other side of the stage, which was Chang Ming's office setting.

"Master Chang Ming, this is the hydrological observation data you requested. Please take a look."

Hearing this, Chang Ming just nodded slightly, then picked up the document and began to look through it.

And just as Chang Ming was flipping through the documents...Lauvik, who was standing beside him, spoke.

"Master Chang Ming, recently...someone in Fontaine has been complaining about Master Funina's behavior. What do you think...?"

Chang Ming glanced at Lawik, who was standing in front of the desk and seemed hesitant to speak, then turned his gaze back to the documents in front of him without saying anything.

When he saw the abnormal data of Baisong Town that suddenly increased and then began to decrease, Chang Ming frowned slightly and then asked:

"What are you looking at? Are you referring to those voices in Fontaine who are doing nothing about Lady Funina? Or... are you trying to get some information from me?"

Snapped--

Chang Ming slammed the folder in his hand shut, and an invisible sense of oppression spread over the stage, so much so that the audience near the front row felt a little pressure.

Fine beads of cold sweat instantly broke out on Lowik's head. He kept cursing himself in his heart for asking this question, and kept thinking about how to reply to the regent.

As if noticing the panic of Lawik, Chang Ming sighed silently, and then restrained his invisible pressure.

"Alright, there's no need to be so fearful. There's only one thing you need to do, and that is to trust Lady Funina."

"Prophecy is a matter of the gods. Only gods can touch the gods' realm. Including me... I am just a mortal."

"We don't have the ability, let alone the qualifications, to touch these things, so...all you have to do is do your best."

After that, Chang Ming handed the folder in his hand to Lawik, who was still a little numb, and then said:

"Okay, go ahead. Remember to have the residents in those areas with abnormally high data numbers move to the interior of Fontaine."

"Oh, by the way, pay special attention to the observation in Baisong Town. I always feel that there may be something wrong with the data there."

"...yes!"

After a brief moment of daze, Lawik took the folder and left in a flash.

Chang Ming was still sitting in that position, his hands crossed under his chin, his eyes deep and calm, as if he was thinking about something.

"The hydrological observation data in Baisong Town was abnormally high a few days ago, and it has begun to drop like a cliff recently..."