Genshin Impact: Emperor

That is the patriarch of Gurnhilde, the father of Qin, an ancient family that has inherited Mond for 3000 years and takes eternal protection of Mond as its family motto.

The Gurnhilde family provided many great priests and brave knights to the Church of the West Wind and the Knights of the West Wind. Even in the dark aristocratic age, their oath to protect Mond forever has never been forgotten.

Therefore, in terms of this status, Qin's father can almost be called the king of Mengde. Why would such a powerful person say favor to brother Zhongli?

Amber didn't understand.

Especially after landing with the Wings of Wind folded, she clearly caught Qin's father facing Zhongli with his knees slightly bent, as if he was going to kneel like a knight.

That was clearly an etiquette only for people on the same level or higher in "[-]".

It's just that he didn't succeed, as if he was blocked by the wind out of thin air, and couldn't bend down, Amber thought, this must be done by brother Zhongli's strange magic again.

Amber saw Zhongli stepping forward to start a conversation with Qin's father, but he could only see their lips opening and closing, but could not hear half of the sound coming out, and he pursed his mouth unhappily.

"You don't need to salute, knight. If you do salute, what will the citizens around the church think? It's not good for me."

Zhongli used the wind barrier to ensure that the conversation between the two would not be heard by others, so he expressed his satisfaction to the knight in front of him with confidence.

He just wanted to use that contract to get close to Qin, but he didn't expect that once he was regarded as the guest of honor by the most respected person in Mond except the wind god, and was witnessed by people nearby, he would be a little embarrassed walking in Mond.

That's why when Liyue observes people's sentiments, there are always many different incarnations.

"Sorry, I didn't think carefully. Gong Gong, I was rude and stopped earlier. It was really wrong. Although you violated the flight ban in Mond City, with me, you can fly however you want in Mond."

He obviously understood what Zhongli meant, so he put away his overly respectful attitude.

On the one hand, he thought secretly in his heart: Ever since he was killed and rescued at Nantianmen ten years ago, his appearance has remained the same.Sure enough, he must be Liyue's immortal, otherwise he wouldn't be able to remain youthful, and he wouldn't be able to call out meteorites from the void and annihilate the abyss mage on a hillside.

"I don't know why Mr. Benedict came to Mond this time? I can give you a few words, and I will do my best."

Zhong Li shook his head: "At that time, the contract was completed, and the kindness and affection disappeared. I came here... partly for this contract."

"contract…"

The knight man stroked the stubble on his chin, and suddenly remembered the contract made at that time, "I see..."

In fact, he has his own small calculations. According to him, the immortal strength in front of him is the most powerful he has ever seen in his life, and Mengde was in a time of internal and external troubles ten years ago, which was worse than today, so he wanted to use his daughter as his... As a bargaining chip, I think Zhongli will always take into account the family's affection and help him slightly eliminate hidden dangers, but it's just a matter of little effort.

He originally thought that Liyue's celestial beings would avoid the world and be indifferent by nature, so it was unlikely that he would agree to it, and he just said it casually on a whim—

In the end, Zhongli actually agreed and formed a contract. He was both delicate and excited at the same time.

And now ten years have passed, Qin, who was only four years old at the beginning, has reached the age where she can marry soon, but...

Qin's talent was beyond his expectations. The Lion Tooth Knight has long been broken inheritance, and she has a great chance of accepting it. As Qin's father and Gurnhilde's patriarch, he is proud of Qin and faintly Some worries.

Worried that the contract bound Qin, so I haven't told her for a long time.

In the future, the entire Gurnhild family and the West Wind Knights will belong to her. If she really marries Zhongli, then...

Isn't it equivalent to handing over the whole Mond?

If Lord Fengshen learns about this, he will definitely be furious.

For this reason, he was troubled for a long time. If Zhongli really wanted to fight hard, he would definitely not be able to stop him, but it is impossible for an immortal to do such a weird thing. In his impression ten years ago, Zhongli had a gentle and quiet personality. In the journey of a gentleman, the actions of a martial god are calm and breezy, unlike that kind of perverse and violent character, it feels quite comfortable to people.

Ten years later, it looks the same.

Fortunately, two years later, Barbara was born. Although her talent is good, she is far inferior to Qin. As a bargaining chip for marriage, it is the best.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart, fortunately, he only said that he betrothed his daughter to Zhongli, but did not name the daughter, which gave him room to linger.

It seems that when I go back, I will give Barbara psychological counseling.

According to him, this is an easy task. Barbara has always been very obedient, and her daughter has a gentle and quiet temperament, which matches Zhongli's temperament, and they are just a good pair.

And earlier, Engong was flying hand in hand with a girl who looked very small beside him. No matter how you look at it, he has this strange habit.

Do you like younger characters?

He glanced at the cute girl who was pulling Zhongli from the corner of her clothes and looked timid. It seemed... Amber, right?The girl who sometimes comes to play with Jean and Barbara.

Although Barbara is a bit older than Amber, she is only eight years old this year, with a lively nature, and she just meets the... emm... mate selection criteria of benefactor?

In the blink of an eye, he thought about everything, put away his contemplative attitude and smiled at Zhongli:

"I already understand what your benefactor wants, why not... go to my house now, and I will introduce you to my daughter... 0"

Zhongli shook his head, then nodded again, "Call me Zhongli, there is always something wrong with benefactor talking about it, and this contract, I hope you don't tell your daughter about it, I want to take care of it.

"Of course, Mr. Zhongli."

He promised so on the lips, but he thought in his heart that it is better to let Barbara know, and let her take the initiative to approach En Gong...Mr. Zhongli, otherwise it would be bad if he fell in love with Qin first.

"So... I might go to your residence to disturb you for a while."

Zhong Li hugged his chest, thinking that since he could have close contact, he might as well just stay at Gurnhild's house for a while, and look at the moon first near the water tower, which can be regarded as fulfilling Barbatos' request.

The knight man smiled heartily, "Of course, Mr. Zhongli can stay as long as he wants, the Goethe Hotel is occupied by fools all the year round, it would be best to come to the Gunnhild family to rest.

The manor is located in the upper town, not far from the church, please come with me. "

Zhongli nodded, then withdrew the invisible wind barrier of sound insulation, bent over and rubbed Amber's long flaxen hair, and said goodbye to her with a smile:

"Little Amber wants to go home obediently, brother Zhongli will leave first if he has something to do."

"Well... well, then when Amber still wants to glide from the church steeple, where should he find Brother Zhongli?" Amber was reluctant to let him go. 2.4

"Cough, flying illegally without a license, according to Article 12 No.[-] of the Monde Public Security Management Law, you need to be locked up in a confinement room for three days."

Qin's father coughed lightly and reminded Amber, "But this time, for Mr. Zhongli's sake, I won't punish you. In the future, you should pay attention to the prohibition of high-altitude flying in the city of Mond, especially if you don't have a flight certificate." Down."

Amber shrunk his neck, hid behind Zhongli and stuck out his tongue at Qin's father, "Got it!"

Zhong Li laughed, "If you still want to find me, come to the Gunhild family, I will stay there for a while."

"Ok!"

Amber nodded happily, and let go of the hem of his clothes.

Watching the two of them walk down the steps of the church's main square and walking up the city, Amber tightened his overcoat, which completely wrapped her up, with some curiosity in his heart:

Brother Zhongli...why did you go to sister Qin's house? ?

Chapter Playing the Piano in September

That night.

Upper Town of Mond City.

Gunnhild Manor.

"Mr. Zhongli, here we are. In front of us is Gurnhilde's mansion. It's a little rough. Please forgive me."

There had been servants waiting by the side for a long time. Seeing the arrival of the patriarch, they immediately opened the large iron gate with carved patterns.

Zhongli opened his eyes and looked, although he had been here several times, he would always sigh.

This is a three-storey building, although it is of considerable scale, it does not feel grand in proportion. It is just a gentleman's residence, not a nobleman's mansion.

It is hard to imagine that with 3000 years of accumulation, the Gurnhild family's manor is only mediocre. This is not ironic disdain, but an appreciation of the Gurnhild family's integrity and self-discipline.

The area of ​​the manor is not large, only slightly larger than the West Wind Church.

There are no exotic trees and flowers, no rare treasures, and the magnificent words are separated from it. If compared with the condensed jade pavilion, it is nothing but the firefly to the bright moon, the corn to the morning star, and the concubines to the sacred tree.

30 After entering the iron gate, a clean and wide corridor leads directly to the house. The white pillars stand toweringly, the marble rolls with snow-white swirls, and the ebony doors and windows are exquisitely carved.

Under the background, it also brings out the deep beauty of Jun.

There is a fountain pool in front of the house, and there are many mufeng mushrooms crawling on the reddish-brown walls. The two sides of the house are surrounded by emerald green lawns, and the light of small lamp plants at night dots the lawn like stars, and there is a pond on one side. , rockery, flower garden.

Walking into the house with Simon, the wide hall comes into view. Along the way, there are paintings and tapestries recording war scenes, bird and animal sculptures, and some pottery oil paintings of various eras.

These are also not very expensive, but just some objects accumulated over time. Although they can be called antiques, they are not superficial wealth, but symbols of a thicker history, which is the continuation of Gurnhild for thousands of years. Just a constant symbol.

The first floor seemed to be a place for meeting and eating, and behind it was the fireplace. Since it was past dinner time, there was no one else there except the servants who were sweeping the windows of the house and cleaning the floors and furniture.

The second floor is the library, storage room, and study room, and the third floor seems to be the bedroom, and then there is an empty rooftop.

However, there were some changes from the last time he came.

As for the dozens of maids who manage the courtyard, they should live in another two-story house next door, or in the city.Among these Gunnhild's maids were the daughters of other fallen nobles.

Simon led him all the way to the third floor, stopped at the corridor with the tapestry, and said to him respectfully with a knight's salute:

"Mr. Zhongli, please take a look around first, I need to ask my beloved daughter first, so as not to be rude and cause trouble to you.

Please give me 5 minutes. "

Zhongli nodded to express his understanding. Seeing Simon knocking on the west door, he heard a crisp response from the girl, who nodded apologetically at him, and then Simon closed the door and disappeared from sight for a while.

"That's Jean's room..."

Zhong Li thought to himself while pacing in the corridor admiring the old hanging paintings.

There are four rooms on the third floor, one in the southeast, one in the north, and one in the north. The three-story buildings are all empty in the middle, and only the off-white pillars bear the weight. Therefore, looking down from the third floor, you can see the second and first floors of the situation.

Silently watched Mond's paintings for a while, maybe a quarter of an hour passed, but the door hadn't been opened yet, Zhongli could faintly hear the girls arguing inside, and was even more puzzled, thinking about it for a while, something to discuss It won't be so easy to solve.

His gaze happened to pass over the stairs leading to the rooftop, so Zhongli simply went up to the rooftop.

The stars on the rooftop are as bright as yesterday, the bright moon has never changed, and the breeze is coming.

The rooftop is filled with the elegant fragrance of windmill chrysanthemums. Behind the purple grape climbing vine trellis is a round table, on which there is a teapot, a plate of golden wheat cakes, a handful of dandelions, and a black and blue women's shawl.

Following the images in his memory, Zhong Li was about to find a place to sit down and make a pot of tea.

As Wendy said, what is life without drinking, but what she drinks is wine and what he drinks is tea.

But there is not much difference in essence, what the two drank was actually the same thing, and they just poured out their hearts.

Just as he was wondering why there was a woman's shawl on the table, suddenly, he noticed that there seemed to be a shooting star passing by at a very close distance on the rooftop, and a blue arc approached his eyes from nowhere, and the speed was too fast.

Let the air produce bursts of sonic booms, such as ordinary people, at this moment, the ears must be roaring and painful.

Zhong Li let the blue and white rapier stab his neck.

The name of the rapier is a sacrificial ceremony, and it is a name passed down from generation to generation by Gurnhild!The cold air from the sword coated his skin with a thin layer of ice mist.

The tip of the sword was only a centimeter away from his skin.

The precision of the grasp makes the bottom stroke of the clock in admiration.

He didn't move, because at the moment when the sword light flickered, he recognized who the person holding the sword was.

"Who are you? Where did you come from? Could it be... a crowd of fools?"