Following the seal previously left on Dadalia's back, Zhongli and Famas came to the tile-roofed house at the foot of Tianheng Mountain.
The battered house cannot be seen in its original appearance. The swaying trees and weeds flattened by the strong wind tell the story of the fierce battle. The well on the edge of the yard is tilted and there is scattered dust everywhere.
What's even more shocking is that spring water has begun to gush out of the sunken pit in the center of the yard.
"Mr. Zhongli, you are here."
The orange-haired young man sat slumped on the ground, leaning against the cold blue-gray wall. There was no trace of blood on his lips, and his sapphire-like eyes no longer shined.
Seeing Zhongli and Famas coming hand in hand, Dadalia tried her best to put on a nonchalant smile.
"Famas is here too."
"Activating the Demon King's weapons while injured is indeed more difficult than imagined."
Before Zhong could leave his mouth, the young executive began to argue forcefully, but his voice soon weakened, probably because he was too weak to even raise his voice.
"It's just debt collection. Sir, you don't have to work so hard."
Zhongli looked at Dadalia who was covered in injuries and couldn't help but frown.
"There was an accident... I didn't expect that the debtor was a martial artist from Munata."
Dadalia coughed twice, and the lingering smell of blood in his mouth made his head feel dizzy.
Although the damage caused by the battle was staggering, neither Zhongli nor Famas were ordinary people.
In the demon wars of the ancient times, this kind of destruction could only be regarded as a small scene.
Famas originally folded his arms and watched, but after hearing the word "fighter", he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "Have you met the Munata people?"
"Yes, and he is a good fighter."
Dadalia responded weakly, noticing the solemn expression on Famas's face, and suddenly felt that the wound no longer hurt.
How can a Munata man make the young man in red, who is not doing his job all day long, look like this?
Zhongli, who was standing nearby, roughly guessed what Famas was thinking and sighed leisurely.
Due to Munata's volcanic terrain and the desert and Ember Sea that surround half of the country, it is difficult to trade with other areas. Famas also relied on the grass god's familiarity with the earth's veins to transfer from the shallow abyss to Fontaine and Mondstadt.
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Although after breaking the seal, Famas did not deliberately hide the fact that he was the former king of Munata, but there were only a few people who knew about it, except Ying, Wendy, Diluc, Walnut and Qin from the Knights of the West Wind.
Only an older demon like Zhongli knows about the leader.
The Munata people who are rarely seen appear in Liyue. Does this mean that the current Fire God has noticed him?
Famas frowned and thought, and a bloodthirsty red light flashed in his eyes.
The law of war is engraved in the body of living things. The loser becomes the ember of the war, while the winner reignites it.
This is the eternal rule of Munata.
If the facts are as Famaas guessed, following Ying around the seven countries, his plan to accumulate strength will come to nothing.
Instead, the remaining remaining troops were immediately summoned to counterattack Munata.
"What does that martial artist look like? Have you ever said why he came to Liyue?"
The fire elements in the earth's veins and the air surged violently, and finally gathered around Famas, pressing down on the orange-haired young man leaning against the wall with a commanding aura.
"You care so much about a Munata?"
Facing the aggressive Famas, Dadalia was stunned for a moment, but suddenly a look of victory appeared on his face.
Although I don't know what the connection is between Munata and Famas, the current situation is that the young man needs something from him. If he doesn't seize this opportunity to get some information, he will not be the executive officer of the Fools. Besides, even if something unexpected happened, wouldn't Zhongli still be there to help him take care of it?
As soon as Dadalia finished speaking, a bloody light flashed, and a spear sharp enough to cut through the sky had been inserted into the blue-grey wall along the gap between the red pendant in the young man's left ear and the fragile neck.<
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"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you now?"
Famas still lowered his hands, and with Dardalia's only reaction, he didn't see clearly when the boy had transformed into a weapon.
"Do you dare to attack me in front of Mr. Zhongli?"
Dadalia looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and kept hinting at Zhongli who was standing next to her with her eyes.
Although we don’t know Zhongli’s strength, various previous experiences show that this humble guest is by no means a helpless person.
It's a pity that I didn't find a chance to fight with him.
"It seems you don't understand me."
Famas said firmly, holding the young man's chin with one hand and pressing his head against the wall.
"Cough cough... cough."
Dadalia only felt a slight stinging pain in her lungs, but a proud smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Want to know?
Just don’t say it!
"That's enough."
Before Dadalia could put forward the conditions, Zhongli took the lead and stopped him.
"After the tyrant of Munata left, the new king led the rebels and opened the palace door with their swords."
"The king's hand who was loyal to the old master dismissed all the fighters, city defenders, servants and alchemists in the castle, and stood alone in front of the throne until he was pierced through the chest by the new king's sword."
"The fighters who originally enjoyed the highest honor have become homeless dogs. Most of them have taken refuge with the new king, and the rest have fled to the Seven Kingdoms."
"Liyue is a place where thousands of sails gather. It is not incomprehensible that there are occasionally a few Munata people living in seclusion."
There was a hint of alienation in Zhongli's voice, and he seemed to be explaining calmly why there were Munata people in Liyue, but the orange-haired young man heard some kind of reflection.
Coupled with the slightly stiff body of Famas and the loosening of his hand, Dadalia was sure that the boy in red, who had left the fools clueless, must have some connection with Gumunata.
After catching the boy's flaw, the young executive suddenly became excited, and the smile on his face became more and more crazier. Just when he was about to speak, he saw Zhongli squatting down, taking out a small paper bag from his sleeve, opening it and pinching a pill.
The elixir the size of a little finger was handed over: "Don't bite it open, just take it."
The pill was delivered directly to the weak Dadalia's mouth, blocking his provocative words.
"Your Excellency, you should pay attention to your injuries first."
Zhongli covered Dada Duck's bloody mouth with his hand and signaled him with his eyes not to talk too much.
The weak orange-haired young man's whale-blue pupils widened, his Adam's apple shrank involuntarily, and he swallowed the unknown pill.
The entrance was cool, and when it slid into the throat, it was like a line of ice water, which made Dadalia shiver.
However, his lungs, stimulated by the smell of blood and strong medicine, stung uncontrollably. Just swallowing the pill caused overwhelming pain in his body. For a moment, his internal organs seemed to be pricked by thousands of needles. The pain was so painful that he gritted his teeth and refused to show weakness.
, but still couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat.
Famas gave Dadalia a deep look, passed the two people on the ground, and walked towards the dilapidated hut.
Maybe you can find something interesting here.
After the boy in red entered the tile-roofed house, the young executive relaxed. The discomfort in his stomach became more and more intense. Looking at Zhongli's concerned face in front of him, Dadalia turned his head and leaned on
With the last of his strength, he turned his body and coughed and gasped several times.
The pill he just swallowed was spit out, fell to his side, and rolled into the puddle formed by the underground spring water.
"Now... I'm afraid tens of thousands of molas are gone."
After smoothing away the knot in her chest, Dadalia could still grin and joke.
The pills I just swallowed are very effective, but they are too bitter.
"Based on common rationality, this is 300,000 pills."
Zhongli's voice was steady, and he took out a whole bottle of Dadalia's black pills from his pocket, with a slight smile on his lips.