Genshin Impact: I am the only one who can bring disaster to Teyvat

The second son of Tianling Fengxing was possessed by a monster.

That happened just a short time ago.

I still remember the second young master walking in the bustling festival, surrounded by several retainers, looking around curiously, sizing up the passers-by who were obviously different from ordinary people.

Just at this moment, a guy covered in a black robe, who didn't look like a good guy, jumped out.

"Hey! It was your father, that sinister old thief, who suggested this? He stuffed so many complicated polluting factors into such a pure festival, letting these damn guys disturb the excitement tonight. You, the hateful little devil, should pay the debt for that evil old thief first!"

The man in black robe spoke the common language of Teyvatian with a distinct Inazuma accent and exuded an aura different from that of an ordinary person. He expressed his purpose with gestures and hooked his finger at the alert retainers.

"And you, the inferior warriors who are guarding here, take out your swords and use your uncoordinated arms to perform clumsy swordplay. Let me see how many loopholes your clumsiness can cause in your swordplay!"

The man in black robes was obviously well versed in the art of provocation, as he fired repeatedly at the retainers holding swords, his body moving like a snake, as if to demonstrate the uncoordinated execution of his clumsy swordplay.

The monsters who were watching the fun burst into laughter, and some even blew provocative whistles, cheering and encouraging their compatriots' wonderful performance.

As for the young masters and young ladies who were able to participate in the festival because they were dependent on or on good terms with Tianling Fengxing, it was naturally not recommended for them to offer any help at this time. They even thanked the monster for giving them the opportunity to buy something.

Soon, an activist wanted to stand up, but his thoughts could not lead to physical actions. Feeling his body suddenly stiff, he obediently did not make a sound for help.

Now, the monsters in this festival have accumulated strong resentment because of the arrival of irrelevant outsiders. They are always straightforward and don't like to be chatted with in a roundabout way and with a purpose.

The era of monsters and humans coexisting had ended hundreds of years ago, so this time the plan based on the records in the book turned out to be a failure among failures. They had no experience in getting along with monsters and undoubtedly failed.

Instead of getting the benefits that he had imagined, he brought bad influence to these monsters.

Unfortunately, most monsters have minds that are even more paranoid than warriors. If the resentment in their hearts is not completely eliminated, they will often take straightforward actions, such as making a big fuss.

There were many records in the past that the former demon raccoon clan disappeared because of this.

If this gets to the general...

The young master of this small family secretly weighed the pros and cons in his mind and decided to ignore the second son of Jiujo who was being bullied.

no way.

Although Inazuma is now dominated by humans in all aspects, human life is not as precious as the life of a monster.

The three monster followers who surrounded the general in the past wielded power that was no less than that of the three magistrates, and some were even slightly higher.

The young masters and young ladies who came here to try to recruit monsters as retainers are not fools. Fools would not come here and give up one by one when they find that their actions to please Tianling Fengshen will bring greater harm.

It is better to do nothing at this time.

The young masters and young ladies may not do so, but the warriors who are the retainers must show their loyalty at this time and cannot allow this black-robed monster to insult their master at will.

Very quickly - a warrior known for his speed justified his title.

He rushed forward very quickly, swinging the sword in his hand very quickly.

It pours very quickly too!

"It's full of holes."

The warrior flying backwards was not worth the attention. The black-robed man, who was a master of swordsmanship, snorted disdainfully: "Use whatever moves you have."

Oh, this kind of attention really makes people fall in love with it easily.

Seeing the samurai falling to the ground with his hands and feet twitching due to the bite of the powder, the other retainers guarded Kujo Kamaji more closely and slowly retreated.

Safety comes first. As long as the Second Young Master is safe, we can still show our loyalty...

"Huh huh huh~"

"Whoa whoa whoa!"

The second young master, who was protected by them, suddenly let out a miserable cry. Several retainers looked back in horror and found that the second young master had neither lost his life nor been beaten. Their hearts, which had been hanging in the air, disappeared into the sky.

If possible, they would rather the Second Young Master be beaten up.

The black-robed man snorted and laughed, "What do you think I'm waiting for? I'm waiting for the potion I secretly sprinkled to take effect!"

Looking at Kujo Kamajima who was staring at the pig's nose through the gap blocked by his retainers, the man in black robe was secretly amazed in his heart.

The gift from Alice was so effective.

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"Is this the whole process of what happened to Kujo Kamajima?"

Kamisato Ayato, who finally found the attendant god Sakurasai at the end of the festival, looked at him eating ramen across from him and patted his chest with a throbbing heart, "Fortunately, the monster did not attribute the actions of the Tenryo Bugyo to the Shrine Bugyo, this method is too vicious."

"That's right, but his method is indeed very satisfying. Anyway, I enjoyed watching it. It's just that the way he dealt with the traces afterwards was a bit crude. He even threw his ID card into the hole where he dealt with the clothes."

"prove?"

"At that time, several retainers escorted Kujo Kamajima back, but two were left behind to try to capture the instigator. Who knows, those two warriors failed to catch the man. If they hadn't tracked down the clues in time, hehe~"

"I think they should take off all their clothes and kneel down to apologize to the old thief Jiujo!"

The attendant god Yingsai drank up all the noodle soup in the bowl and placed it on the pile of empty bowls to his right.

"They found camouflage clothing and a token of the Kande Bugyo inside."

"When he was young, Kujo Takayuki was a good samurai. He always led the charge in defeating monsters and was known as a hero of justice. Unfortunately, since he succeeded Tenryo Bugyo, his methods and thoughts have become more similar to those of his father and grandfather."

Kamisato Bugyo suddenly appeared behind Kamisato Ayato.

"The Three Magistrates are not as peaceful as they appear. Even if this token is not real, it will become real after the fact. Shopkeeper, give me a bowl of soy sauce ramen."

"...Give me one bowl too! Now that the midnight snack time is over, it's a good time to have breakfast."

Looking at the hazy sky outside, the samurai god Sakurasai also raised his hand and shouted.

"So this is possible. Sakurasai, don't you realize you've eaten a little too much?" Kamisato Ayato tried to stop the servant god Sakurasai from adding more height to the pile of bowls.

"It's indeed a bit too much, but it may be because I exercised tonight, so I feel extra tired and hungry."

“It’s not a matter of having a little bit more.”

The samurai Sakurasai narrowed his eyes and said in a long voice: "Ah~ Ayato, we have only known each other for one night, and you are so anxious to care about us. It seems that our lovely Yae..."

“This is a little too little!”

"It's great that he's so flexible at such a young age."

Patting Kamisato Ayato's shoulder encouragingly, the shrine attendant Sakurasai turned to look at Kamisato Bugyo and said, "So why did that Kujo Takayuki only send his youngest son here? Don't tell me he thinks that some monster would become his retainer just because his youngest son is ignorant."

"Kujo Takashimune got some gossip. He wants his youngest son to be a playmate of the unborn future heir to the palace. Children can always play together."

"No wonder he was looking around all the way. Lin Qin, why do I only have an empty bowl?"

"The ingredients are insufficient, so just think about the taste."

Xuan Donglinqin knocked on the table in dissatisfaction, "We are about to close the stall."

"Is this how you treat your guests?"

"At the very least, we can't let customers meditate in our shop."

"Lin Qin, you know me. This is just a small part."

"There's still some fried tofu left..."

"No, no, not all foxes like to eat fried tofu. I expressed my dislike for fried tofu a long time ago. Lin Qin, you don't care about me at all! You don't even know what I like to eat."

"I hate the food you like."

Have you ever thought that every time you feel happy because you know that behind something you like, there is a witch working hard with a butcher knife?

There will always be someone who carries the burden forward.