Genshin Impact: Funina's Official Pastry Chef

"Chang Ming... look at them..."

Paimon pointed meaningfully at the man in front of him who was smiling strangely, and asked in a low voice.

Chang Ming nodded slightly, and then said to the man in front of him:

"Mr. Bell Ringer, please forgive me for being so presumptuous. Is the "Supreme" you are talking about the Lord "Supreme Remus" who led the Immortal Fleet to achieve the Great Harmony?"

Chang Ming's words left Ying and Paimeng confused, but the man in front of them was visibly excited.

"Yes, that's right! Is this respected gentleman also a devout believer of His Majesty Remus? Welcome here. I can personally lead you to the Holy City and obtain the protection of His Majesty the Supreme!"

His voice was getting higher and more excited, as if... Remus was actually alive now.

Looking at the so-called "bell ringer" in front of her, Ying suddenly felt that... this person seemed to be no different from those people who fanatically worshipped Chang Ming and Funina.

"Or is this something that Fontaine managers often come into contact with?"

Ying couldn't help but think so.

Looking at the fanatic in front of him, Chang Ming slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said with some pity:

"But sir...the Lemurian dynasty ruled by Supreme Remus disappeared into the vast ocean thousands of years ago."

"At this moment, everything you said...can only appear in dreams."

Hearing this, the "bell ringer" who had originally had an enthusiastic expression was suddenly stunned, and then as if he suddenly thought of something, he repeated with lifeless eyes:

"I...was actually dreaming?"

"Yes, you are dreaming."

"Dream...dream...dream..."

The repetitive whispering made Ying and Paimon's hair stand on end instantly, and coupled with the almost night environment...it was simply too weird.

However, just when Ying and Paimon were about to be unable to bear it, the "bell ringer" who was still standing suddenly fell down, as if he had really fallen asleep.

"Ah! Chang, Chang Ming! What did you do to him? Could it be that you know something like hypnosis?"

Paimon looked at the "bell ringer" lying peacefully on the ground, then looked at Chang Ming who was standing beside him as if nothing had happened. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"If I really know hypnosis, do you think those nobles would still come to me to cause trouble every now and then?"

Chang Ming glanced at Paimeng, shook his head slightly, looked at a house not far away, and said loudly:

"Could the friend hiding behind the pillar come out and explain what's going on?"

Hearing this, Ying and Paimon looked towards the house at the same time, with a hint of shock in their expressions.

people?

Where is the person?

Just when Paimon was about to ask a question, a gentle man dressed as a scholar walked out of the house with a wry smile.

He first bowed to Chang Ming, and then said apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Lord Chang Ming. I have no ill intentions. I am just observing the behavior of these people and hope that you can help us solve this problem. That's all."

"Of course I know you mean no harm, Mr. Esther of the Fantasy Club."

"I hope you can give me a similar reaction, in other words... so that I can figure out what's going on here."

Perhaps because he heard the seriousness in Chang Ming's tone, Esther's originally apologetic face also became serious. After a brief moment of thought, he spoke:

"Mr. Chang Ming should know that there have always been legends about the Lemuria Dynasty in Petric Town."

"But whether it's the 'Faded Castle' or the so-called 'Golden Troupe'... they are just things that don't live up to their names."

"The castle was built thousands of years ago, and there is nothing valuable left in it.

The "gold" in the so-called "Golden Troupe" is just an image, not that there is really gold everywhere. "

"But despite this, Petliko Town will still welcome groups of adventurers every now and then. Even if you tell them the truth, they will not listen and insist on going to explore."

"Not long ago, I led a group of adventurers to the ruins in the back mountain. They suddenly started destroying the statues and stuffing them into the box like a demon, saying something..."

A strange and incomprehensible complex emotion appeared on Esther's face, as if she found it difficult to understand what these people said.

"These are the treasures of the Demon King Limos. They are the key to immortality and the gold that will make them rich..."

"Those statues are just stones, but they are all rare historical research materials. I wanted to stop them, but... I'm just a scholar and I can't stop them at all."

"I wanted to go back to town to find someone to help me, but I didn't expect them to be possessed and speak a bunch of nonsense, as if they had really seen Lemuria in its heyday."

"Although the Fantasy Club has studied hypnosis, this level is obviously not something that humans can achieve. I think... it may be caused by some changes in the ruins."

Hearing this, Chang Ming nodded slightly, and then continued:

"In that case, we have to go to the ruins and find out what's going on."

As he spoke, he gave Ying a questioning look, as if asking for her opinion.

Ying nodded slightly to show her agreement, and Paimon said decisively:

"Since the ruins have changed, there must be something that has not been discovered before, right? That means... there is a treasure!"

"I don't know why we are not affected, but since it has come to this... just leave all the adventures to us!"

Paimon said with a grin.

"Then...I'll leave it to you all."

Esther said as she bowed to everyone to show respect.

However, as they were talking... a white figure flashed in the bushes not far away.

——It was a cat, a little white cat.

......

After a brief exchange with Esther, everyone headed towards the back mountain on their own.

"Chang Ming, why do you know so much about the Lemuria Dynasty?"

Paimeng waved his little hands and asked casually.

"Hmm? At my age, is it unusual for me to have such experience?"

Chang Ming tilted his head, as if he was a little confused about Paimeng's question.

"I heard from Leosley before... that many things in Lemuria only exist in history books. Why do you——"

Before Paimon could finish his words, a golden light flashed from a stone statue on the side of the road. The greatsword that was originally placed on the pedestal was suddenly raised up without warning and slashed towards Chang Ming and the others.

“Uwaaaaaaaah!! What the hell is this!!!”

Seeing the golem starting to swing the greatsword, Paimon was so frightened that he flew to the side subconsciously.

"Tsk...the souls of the dead from thousands of years ago still refuse to rest in peace?"

Chang Ming murmured in a low voice and drew out his ceremonial sword, slashing at the golem without hesitation.

bang——

The purple sword light instantly broke the golem in half, and the giant sword was shattered, and everything returned to peace.