Genshin Impact: The Vision of Gods Shines Again

The silent blade of the sword lay across Ayaka's face...

She looked at Mu Xian and forced a polite smile.

Those were the last words Ayaka uttered before the blades clashed.

"Mu Xianjun, do you still remember what you said to me...?"

"What kind of girl do you like...?"

Chapter 203 Mu Xianjun, you've lost.

The real sword clashed with the wooden sword, and even though Mu Xian deliberately tilted the wooden sword, a portion of the blade was still cut off.

But it was only a very small part, far from enough to cut through the wooden sword...

—But...at least there's still hope, isn't there?

Linghua gripped the famous sword in her hand, its blade reflecting the luster of metal.

Holding the hilt, Ayaka could feel the warmth emanating from it, as if another person was also holding the sword.

This is a famous sword forged from the remnants of the Thunder and Lightning Five Transmissions, and it is also Ayaka's heartfelt gift.

—Everything is slowly getting better...everything should get better with time...

—Whether it's the Five Transmissions of Lightning...whether it's the Kamisato family...whether it's her feelings for Kizuna-kun...

—Shouldn't it be like this?

The blade, devoid of any kindness, drew out a few icy shards, which were easily neutralized by the person in front of it.

The icicles scattered like snowflakes in winter...

There is no flashback when someone dies, but before they die, people always can't help but think back on the past.

Those are the marks the world left on them, their memories of the world.

Linghua also remembered that it snowed heavily on the day her mother passed away.

When her sickbed mother said, "It's snowing," Linghua realized that the snowflakes outside were as pale as her mother's face.

Her brother, who was usually busy with his own affairs, also put aside all his work and stayed by her side with her.

A faint smile graced the mother's face.

She and Ayaka had made a promise: as long as she didn't cry, Ayaka wouldn't cry either.

She talked a lot that day with a smile.

She recounted how, after their first encounter, she accidentally hit her father on the head with a violet...

How did I manage to see my father glaring at me with such resentment, and then give him a good beating...?

The mother said that she used to be a naughty girl, always covered in dirt and mud on her face.

Completely different from the mother Ayaka remembered...

Of course they're different!

Because her mother said she met someone who would always carefully wipe away the mud stains for her...

A person who will shield themselves behind a robber...

"Since someone cherishes themselves so much..."

"Then why shouldn't I cherish myself?"

"When you meet someone you like, you should try to become the kind of person they like..."

...

In Ayaka's view, the falling snowflakes turned into icicles once again.

The icicles floating in mid-air did not fall to the ground due to gravity, but were instead controlled by the Eye of God and shot towards Mu Xian.

Kamiri did not stop moving, gripping the Silent Goodness in his hand and slashing upwards diagonally.

...

"So, I married your old-fashioned father..."

Linghua could still hear her mother's voice.

She spoke these words with a happy expression, even her complexion was much rosier.

She was happy but complained that her father was always too busy...

She complained that her father talked most about revitalizing the gods every day, instead of thinking about her...

But the complaining mother always looked happy.

When her father was alive, she would always listen with a smile as he spoke of revitalizing the Shinri family...

She was also happy to be by her father's side, and happy that because of him, she had met Ayaka and Ayato...

...

Mu Xian easily shattered the flying ice shards with his wooden sword, and then deflected Ling Hua's slash with an even faster wooden sword.

As the blade flashed, Linghua's blade flipped, meeting the wooden knife that Mu Xian was swinging.

...

"If we're going to have a martial arts contest..."

"Except for when I deliberately let him win during the proposal, he's never beaten me..."

"Because at other times, he's always the one giving in to me..."

“I’m pretty amazing too, look, I’ll just live a little longer than him.”

At that moment, Ayaka saw a fleeting sadness cross her mother's smiling face, completely overshadowing any hint of triumph she had gained from her father...

The sound of the wooden sword clashing with the blade of the silent sword pulled Ayaka back from her reverie; she saw the marks where the blade had embedded itself in the wooden sword.

With a slight effort, the blade slashed upwards, but it failed to cut the wooden sword in half.

The wooden sword came slashing down from an odd direction, and Ayaka slashed down with the upward-sweeping blade...

...

"If I leave, the entire Kamisato family will be just the two of you..."

"I'm actually a little reluctant to part with it..."

"But...your father has been there for a long time."

A tear fell from her mother's eye, and the sight of her mother's tears caused Ayaka to sob and shed even more tears.

At that moment, Ayaka should have said something to persuade her to stay, but she was so focused on crying that she forgot to do so...

...

The wooden sword that Mu Xian swung did not collide directly with Bu Yanshan; its trajectory changed the instant Bu Yanshan swung down.

The wooden sword struck Ayaka's hand, and the pain from the blow made her want to loosen her grip on Bu Yanshan's hand.

But the next moment, as if remembering something, he gripped it tightly...

...

"Don't cry."

"The eldest daughter of the Kamisato family can't cry so horribly."

Ayaka had never cried so loudly before. Her mother gently wiped Ayaka's eyes with her thumb and softly stroked Ayaka's head...

"I will always have to go see your father... I will always have to leave..."

"But in the future... our Ayaka will always meet someone who takes care of you just like I did..."

"For example, Ayato...for example, the person Ayaka likes..."

...

The wooden sword struck Ayaka's hand again, but Ayaka, who was gripping the hilts with both hands, at that moment hid Bu Yan Shan behind her back.

As the power was unleashed, the Eye of God danced in mid-air, and this time, hidden behind Ayaka was not just the Silent Goodness.

Beyond the blade lies the back of the blade, and beyond the back of the blade lies accumulated frost...

...

"Just like I met your father, Ayaka will definitely meet someone she likes."

...

The blade, imbued with frost, swung out, carrying an imposing aura as it was about to collide with the thin wooden sword.

...

"Little Ayaka is so cute, so anyone who likes her will definitely like her too..."

...

The sudden force knocked Bu Yanshan out of his hand, and Linghua sat on the ground, her right hand red and swollen.

The metal blade reflected the sunlight, appearing particularly dazzling in mid-air...

"I'm so happy to have married your father..."

Even now, I'm still so happy to have met your father...

So...

Exhausted, Ayaka sat on the ground, panting heavily as she slowly stood up.

She remembered the last words her mother said to her.

I've always remembered.

...

"Even if I'm gone... you must marry the person you love, Ayaka."

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