Genshin Impact: My roommate and I became funny Hilichurls

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A piercing scream, so loud it was inhuman, came from the other end of the street, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

The silver-white wolf king was seen walking steadily towards them.

And dragging along one of its mechanical claws... or rather, something.

It was a "human stump" with all four limbs severed at the root, leaving only the torso and head! Fresh blood gushed out from the hideous wound like a ruptured water bag, leaving a long, shocking trail of blood on the ground.

The man seemed to have almost run out of strength to scream, and could only let out intermittent, broken bellows-like howls, his body convulsing uncontrollably from extreme pain.

This bloody and horrific scene instantly silenced the entire welcoming ceremony.

"Huh?! What...what are you trying to do?!"

Navelette's expression changed, and she immediately stepped forward to protect Funina, who was clearly terrified and whose face was deathly pale, behind her. She questioned her sharply, and water elemental power began to gather around her.

"I told you everything."

Qingyu's tone remained eerily calm, as if the wolf king had only brought a bag of garbage.

"This is the 'big gift' we prepared."

"puff--!"

Not far away, Navia, who was drinking coffee to calm her nerves on the makeshift viewing platform, suddenly spat out her coffee. She stared at the blood-covered figure, her eyes wide, and exclaimed in shock, "Mar-Marcel?! Impossible!"

"Let me introduce this gift to you!"

Erkang leaped onto a nearby flowerbed, snatched a megaphone from a band member who was already frozen in place, and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"He! He is the culprit behind the most heinous and unforgivable series of missing girls in Fontaine in decades—Vasher! This beast in human skin!"

"What did you say?!"

"impossible!"

"My God! This..."

Erkang's words were like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up a huge wave among all the Fontainebleau residents and officials present.

A series of missing girls! This is a nightmare and shadow that has weighed on the hearts of every Fontainebleau resident for many years!

"Supreme Judge, Mr. Navelette."

With his massive seven-meter-tall frame, Gu Qian carefully (for himself) held a thick stack of papers, some even stained with blood, and handed them to Navilette, whose face was extremely solemn.

"This is all of Vasher's criminal records, including experimental data, transaction records, and a list of victims. It's very... complete."

Navelette took the heavy stack of evidence and quickly began to peruse it.

His brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and the air around him seemed to become damp and heavy because of his emotions.

After a long silence, he put down the paper in his hand, took a deep breath, and said in a low, authoritative voice, "I am aware of the matter. Next, the Mo Mang Palace and the Court of Law will..."

Zhang Chu stepped forward, his loud voice interrupting the Supreme Judge's words.

"The matter of judging him."

Zhang Chu's gaze swept over the shocked faces of everyone present.

You can't do it!

"We cannot do it! Not even the gods can do it!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Chu suddenly stretched out his arm, and his thick fingers actually emitted a faint light as he plunged them into Vasher's broken body!

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, he suddenly yanked it outwards—a semi-transparent soul, twisting and struggling, exuding a strong aura of sin and pain, was forcibly pulled out by him!

"Only they can do it!"

As Zhang Chu spoke, a tiny blue dot of light suddenly appeared in the clear sky above Fontainebleau. The dot of light rapidly expanded, emitting pure and sorrowful water elemental fluctuations.

Finally, the light slowly descended, gathering before Vashe's agonizing, howling soul, transforming into a hazy yet beautiful pure water sprite.

"Pure Water Fairy?"

Navelette recognized the creature, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

The light of the pure water spirit flickered slightly, and a gentle yet endlessly sorrowful female voice softly rang out: "Washe...?"

Upon hearing the voice, Vasher, in his spirit form, froze abruptly, then let out an even more shrill and distorted howl: "That voice! Viner! Is that you?! No—!!!"

"You can handle the rest yourselves."

Zhang Chu nodded to the pure water sprite and said in a deep voice.

The gentle light of the pure water spirit enveloped Vasher's sinful soul, as if countless tiny streams of water were entwining and whispering around it.

They gave Zhang Chu a knowing, slight nod, and then, carrying Vashj's soul, transformed into a streak of light and vanished into the horizon.

In the air, only a faint whisper remained, as if it were formed from countless water droplets:

"Thanks……"

The next trial will be carried out by the girls whose future he robbed and who now lie dormant in the water!

Navelette fell silent. He looked in the direction where Vasher had disappeared, then at the still slightly twitching empty shell on the ground. After a long while, he seemed to want to say something, the concept of law and order swirling in his mind.

But a hand wearing a white glove gently blocked his way.

She had calmed herself down at some point. Although her face was still somewhat pale, a complex flame burned in her blue eyes—fear, shock, but more than anything, a resolute determination and a profound understanding.

She stepped forward, took a deep breath, and declared in her voice, as loud as possible, even slightly trembling with emotion:

"This...this is indeed an unprecedented 'gift'! Fontaine...thank you!"

She paused, her gaze sweeping over the group of four, then her voice suddenly rose, carrying an almost desperate trust:

"In view of your past actions! As the water god, I hereby grant you my trust and permission! Go and do whatever you wish in the land of Fontaine!"

But she quickly regained her composure and added, "Of course! Except for evil deeds! Otherwise, I... I, Furnessa de Fontaine, will also judge you in the name of justice!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

After saying that, she let out a series of her signature, slightly exaggerated laughs, turned around abruptly, and left the scene quickly with seemingly calm but actually somewhat flustered steps.

The group of four: "..."

They exchanged a knowing glance—she was putting on a brave face again.

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"Huh...huh...huh..."

At the corner of an empty corridor in the Mo Mang Palace, Fu Ningna leaned against the cold wall, her legs went weak, and she slid down the wall to the ground, panting heavily, her forehead covered in cold sweat.

"Ugh! How...how terrifying! That...that thing...blood...soul..."

She muttered incoherently to herself, constantly wiping her sweat with a handkerchief.

"Thank goodness... thank goodness I reacted quickly... and managed to hold things together..."

As she calmed her wildly beating heart, she instinctively grabbed the hand that had reached out to her from nowhere, trying to help her up.

After catching her, Funina suddenly realized a fatal problem—she had run in on her own, and there shouldn't have been anyone around her!

Funina's body stiffened instantly, her neck turning her head slowly, bit by bit, like a rusty gear.

Her gaze met that of Arecino, the "servant" who had been standing silently beside her for who knows how long.

Those red eyes, like burning roses, were calmly, even with a hint of indescribable inquiry, watching her.

Arecino's hand was still being held by her, and in her other hand she was even elegantly holding a delicate little cake box.

"Miss Funina."

Arecino's voice was deep and calm, yet it sent a chill down Fryna's spine.

"Are you okay?"

Looking at Arecino's face so close to hers, Funina felt a wave of dizziness.

Her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died completely.

Chapter 94 Feeding the Water God

"I must be seeing things..."

Linni rubbed his eyes hard, and even took off his magician's hat, took out his glasses and put them on.

"Or did you accidentally create a hallucination while performing a magic trick?"

Lynette's usually calm cat eyes widened in shock, and her tail straightened involuntarily. She uttered two words expressionlessly: "Abnormal."

"Father, Father, she..."

Fimini's voice came out muffledly from his diving helmet, carrying immense confusion and a hint of barely perceptible panic.

"...Are they feeding the water god cake?"

The three little ones from the fireplace house were currently huddled behind a huge decorative flower bed in an extremely unprofessional manner (mainly because they were too shocked to pretend), their six eyes fixed on the scene unfolding in front of the cake shop not far away—a scene that was enough to shatter their worldview.

Their majestic, powerful, and absolute "father," the Fools' executor "servant" Arecino, was carefully holding a small, exquisite silver spoon and offering a piece of fruitcake that looked delicious to the lips of Funina, the water goddess of Fontaine.

Lady Funina, on the other hand, wore an expression of "ready to die," "righteous indignation," and "this cake must be poisoned." With her eyes tightly closed, she opened her mouth with trembling hands and ate it.

Linni: "Father must have a deeper meaning! This must be for the grand plan of the Winter Kingdom! Such as a strategic feeding of sugar to paralyze the enemy!"

Lynette: "I have serious doubts about the effectiveness of the strategy. The target looks distressed, suggesting the feeding attempt may have failed."

Fimini: (whispering) "But...but the cake looks really delicious..."

On the other side, Arecino tilted her head slightly, her red eyes revealing pure confusion.

Why? Every time I hand her the spoon, this water goddess looks like she's about to be beheaded, but then obediently eats it.

Are you that terrible?

This is completely different from the warm and wonderful memories of sharing cake with Clementine when I was a child!

The steps are correct, right?

First, buy the best-tasting cake.

Second, bring it to your mouth.

Third, the other person eats it and smiles.