Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 170 Actually, I am the Red King

Three days later, a report of the pacification of the rebellion of the God-King's Legacy reached the Council of the Order.

[Azar was overjoyed. He had almost given up hope of a peaceful resolution to the conflict between the God-King and his remnants, but you not only successfully quelled the dispute, but you also brought back news that the desert mercenary group led by the God-King's remnants was willing to obey the orders of the Council of the Holy See.]

For a long time, rainforests and deserts have been bitter enemies. Rainforests are arrogant and look down on deserts for their perceived lack of knowledge; deserts, in turn, regard rainforests as dangerous monsters and avoid them like the plague.

Sand barriers block more than just sandstorms; they are not merely built on the borders of rainforests and deserts.

At this crucial juncture in his god-making plan, the desert mercenary group's allegiance naturally delighted Hazard.

He could almost see himself after becoming a god, unifying the rainforest and desert, and mastering the knowledge of the Red King and the Tree King.

[As for the desert mercenary group's demands for money and official positions, Azar considered them merely worldly matters. While secretly mocking the desert people's short-sightedness, he readily fulfilled all their requests.]

[A sum of hundreds of millions of Mora and a nominal position as commander of a thirty-man squad, in exchange for a well-equipped mercenary force, is undoubtedly a worthwhile deal.]

As for the desert's reneging on its promises, Hazard didn't even consider it.

Although the desert people are known for their unruly nature, they are also very loyal and trustworthy. Moreover, the promises made by most desert mercenary groups are unlikely to be broken.

Thus, under the personal approval of the Great Sage, Mishal's mercenary contingent passed through Kawan Post Station with impunity and proceeded towards the city of Sumeru.

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"So, how exactly did you manage to do that, kid?"

In the cottage in Aru Village, Farusan looked Mu Feng up and down, who was sitting calmly at the table sipping tea, her light green eyes filled with disbelief.

She had thought her students' journey was fraught with danger, but before she could even think that was the end of it, news came that the remnants of the God-King were leading large and small groups of travelers to join the Order of the Church.

Is this still the same group of brave and fierce desert people she remembered, who would risk their lives for honor?

Could it be that the senior slept for a long time, and the world has deteriorated to a point where she can no longer understand it?

Mu Feng smiled mysteriously, elegantly picked up the tea on the table, and took a sip.

Just as Farusan, who had been eagerly waiting and was getting a little impatient, raised her small fist as if to threaten him with a couple of punches, Mu Feng finally spoke up with an air of seriousness.

"Actually, I am the Crimson King. In my previous life, I was harmed by forbidden knowledge in order to revive my beloved, and I was forced to fall into this state."

“Vip me 50 Mora now, and you can hear my revenge plan immediately.”

Farusian: ...

It's hard, the fist is hard.

"Hmph, if you don't want to talk about it, then forget it."

Farusian snorted and turned her head away, picking up a few books scattered on the bed and pulling them into her arms, but her eyes secretly peered at the situation behind her through the reflection in the window.

Young people, it's not good manners to keep your seniors waiting.

Mu Feng chuckled, put down his tea, and leaned close to Farusan, keeping her in suspense.

"Actually, it's nothing much. It just let the people of the desert know the true face of the Red King."

The blue-haired girl was indeed intrigued. What kind of deity had troubled her senior for a hundred years with just a few small tricks?

Is the Red King a god-king who rules the desert, or a wise man skilled in techniques?

"Ahem, then listen carefully, senior."

Mu Feng coughed twice, then picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and struck a pose like a storyteller.

“Every Teyvat knows that official history isn’t necessarily authentic, but unofficial history is definitely unofficial.”

According to historical records, the Red King Ahmar pursued the goddess of flowers, Marikata, but could never win her heart.

"But even after the Flower Goddess fell, the emotional relationship between the two gods had not yet broken through zero. So the Crimson King, grieving the loss of his beloved, unleashed a technique that could only be used once in his life."

"Resurrection, my love!"

"Even Kong, a famous Teyvat Online player and head of the Abyss Group, said that some people think Heath Ledger is the best Joker, while others think Phoenix is ​​the best Joker."

"But we all know that Red King is the evergreen among simps, the mainstay of the Joker, the mascot of McDonald's, and a major customer of Batman."

"You're the busiest in the circus, the wildest in Gotham City, the guard at McDonald's, and the Joker in a deck of cards."

"And you, my friend, are the best clown."

"The epic documentary, The Legend of the Red King: Three's Journey - I Fell in Love with My Deceased White Moonlight, will continue to be broadcast for you."

After listening to Mu Feng's passionate speech, Farusan on the other side fell silent.

Aren't you afraid that Ahmar will jump out of the Red King's tomb and personally strike you with lightning punishment if you make such a distorted representation of the gods?

Mu Feng shrugged. In his previous life, he had opened the Red King's tomb and looted all the raw stones and Mora he could take from his house, but the guy didn't even show up his health bar.

"Puch."

Coming to her senses, Farusan carefully considered the seemingly absurd joke, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, her light green eyes curving into a beautiful arc.

Upon closer reflection, it actually seems to make some sense?

"So, senior, it seems you have a lot of opinions about the Crimson King."

Mu Feng stood with his hands on his hips, defiant despite being in the wrong.

"It's natural."

"Our lawyers believe that due to the malpractice of the defendant God's institutions, the great epistemological scholar Fiona was besieged in the Church for a hundred years."

"This has caused incalculable damage to the development of knowledge about Sumeru, and our representatives strongly condemn it."

After saying that, Mu Feng winked at Falushan.

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"Huh, glib."

Farusan gently tapped Mu Feng's forehead, a slight smile playing on her lips. The slight resentment she felt about the failure of the Crimson King's Tomb project gradually dissipated in the midst of the joke.

Mistakes are inevitable for scholars; now, it's time to look forward.

Farusan picked up the remaining books from the bed once more; she hadn't yet taught the children of Aru Village to read and write today.

The children in the desert are very diligent and inquisitive, and they also respect her as their senior.

Unlike some disrespectful fellow.

The girl gave Mu Feng a light, indifferent glance, which earned her a puzzled look from him.

Farusian didn't answer, but simply puffed out her cheeks and gave a faint smile.

Immediately, she pushed open the door of the small house and walked briskly towards the house of Uncle Anpu, the village chief.

However, you are very magnanimous and have decided to forgive me.

The deceased Red King: ...

So, am I also part of your play?

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