Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

“The Liyue Immortals are far more numerous and stronger than the youkai of our Inazuma. I don’t know if Liyue can withstand them, but Liyue is definitely stronger than Inazuma,” Torachiyo said in a low voice. “Before Ryo’er evolves into a god like True Shadow, he only needs to sleep in a cradle like Liyue.”

"My lord."

"My lover."

"My God."

The great demons turned their gaze away from the desolate sea battlefield and stared at the towering castle tower.

"So don't die! You'd be more than content to die before you've even tasted the flavor of Crown Prince Inazuma. The future of Inazuma isn't yet in our hands; it's still ours! Gentlemen, it's time to rise up!"

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the other side.

Mistelin, with her thighs encased in white boots, sat high on the roof beam, tilting her head and staring expressionlessly at the three people who were drunk and sleeping together on the tatami mat.

After all, it was the last day. Lei Dianzhen had never been separated from Shen Liang in more than ten years, so how could he bear to part with him? He simply spent the whole night drinking and laughing with his beloved son. Shen Liang had never drunk alcohol since childhood, so how could he compare to the two true gods, Lei Dianzhen and Lei Dianzhen? Before long, he swayed and fell into Zhen's arms, feeling dizzy and unsteady.

The drunken child had no sense of restraint whatsoever. All night long, Mistelin listened to Shen Liang's fragmented ramblings in his sleep while holding Raiden, sometimes complaining, sometimes acting cute, and sometimes revealing his true nature by being adorable—although he was usually like that too.

It wasn't until late at night that Shen Liang finally drifted off to sleep. The child, still clinging to a lock of her mother's long hair even in her sleep, was too reluctant to leave. Lei Dian had no choice but to hold Shen Liang and lie down fully clothed. Since they couldn't get into the bed, they simply slept on the tatami mat.

Mistelin silently gazed at it all night.

At first, Raiden Shin held the boy in her arms around the waist. Half an hour later, Raiden Shin fell asleep, and Raiden Dianying secretly opened her eyes and quietly took the boy away. Another half an hour later, Raiden Dianying fell asleep, and Raiden Shin, who had been pretending to be asleep, opened her beautiful eyes, looked at her sister with helplessness and sorrow, and then pulled her son close to her again.

By the time the two sisters were truly tired and asleep, they had reached a consensus. Raiden lay on her left side, holding Shen Liang's waist so he could curl up in her arms and fully enjoy the warmth of his mother's embrace. Raiden lay on her right side, her slender legs, revealed by the slit of her kimono, pressed against her sister, tightly enclosing the boy in the middle, and also holding the little guy's head against her chest.

The two sisters usually sleep in each other's arms, so the white-haired, red-eyed little wolf dog, who was woken up midway through the night, tried to resist but couldn't move. Instead, his chest and back were wrapped even tighter.

Fortunately, Shen Liang really liked the feeling of being held in someone's arms. He quickly calmed down, hugged Ying's slender waist, and fell asleep again.

In short, one person kept waking up all night, and I ended up feeling like a sandwich.

Mistelin grew angrier the more she thought about it, and finally, unable to contain her anger any longer, she shoved the heel of her white boot hard into Shen Liang's face: "Get up!"

Although it wasn't her exclusive right to hold Shen Liang to sleep, there weren't many people who actually did that, let alone two at once? This little guy is very lucky, but didn't he consider how she felt watching him all night in the cold and lonely room?

Mistelin genuinely disliked Shen Liang sleeping with someone else, not because she felt jealous... but because she was an unobservable being, and the only person she could communicate with was Shen Liang. She didn't actually experience "sleep." Usually, when Shen Liang slept in her arms, she would stare at his breathing until dawn, considering it her own rest. But if Shen Liang already had someone else with him, she had nothing to do.

It's only when you have nothing to do that you realize how hard it can be to get through even just one night.

However, Shen Liang must not discover any of this. Mistelin has always been assertive, arrogant, and intelligent in front of Shen Liang. She is never lonely or weak, and Shen Liang will never discover that she actually needs him... Shen Liang is only worthy of being bullied by her unilaterally. When she hugs him to sleep, it is only to deliberately squeeze into his bed and bathtub space. Yes, that's all.

Raiden was wearing a disheveled half-kimono, revealing her white tube top and shoulders. Her hair was also messy and not tied up properly, but she first knelt behind Shen Liang and used a hair tie to fix his hairstyle for the trip.

This is the last time.

Lei, kneeling at the other end, combed her beloved disciple's waist-length white hair with a wooden comb. Although the two sisters still reeked of excessive alcohol, their fragrance intoxicating, they were much calmer after the night. So much had been said the night before, and though they were reluctant to leave, the boat to the island had docked.

With the last hair tie secured, Shen Liang's long white hair was neatly tied into a high ponytail at the back, with excess bangs hanging down to cover her clear eyes. Some of her hair was braided and hung down in front of her shoulders, tied with a moth-to-a-flame hair clip.

"So beautiful, no wonder you're my Liang'er," Raiden said softly. "What will I do if Mother can't find a girl who matches your face?"

"See you in five years." Shen Liang shrugged. After the straitjacket was zipped up, he turned around, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Lei Dianzhen's lips. "Love you, Mom."

"And me?"

"I love you, Sister Ying," Shen Liang repeated politely, but without kissing her.

For him, kissing Raiden in front of Raiden Makoto... still put some psychological pressure on him.

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Chapter Seventeen: The little wolfhound has no romantic feelings for humans.

After seeing Shen Liang off from the castle tower, watching him carry the coffin on his back with a fox perched on his shoulder, and head towards the island with the Otsui Clan, Raiden Shinji and his sister turned back into the main gate.

The two sisters, one in their true form and the other in a phantom form, walked side by side for half the distance until they were alone. Then, Lei Dian Zhen suddenly spoke up: "How is Liang'er now...?"

Lei Yingdian was caught off guard and paused for a moment. He turned his head and saw his sister's somewhat embarrassed appearance, which puzzled him even more.

"What...how?"

"Last night after falling asleep, Ryo'er was facing away from me, towards you," Zhen asked in a low voice. "After all... I really care about his health. His height hasn't increased over the years, which is strange even to demons. We can't hope for him to grow taller now, but he can't fall behind in other areas, especially considering how many powerful demons are waiting for him... Shadow... tell me the truth, when he woke up this morning..."

A blush suddenly rose on Lei Yingdian's cold and beautiful face.

"Sister, what are you saying... I don't understand."

"You're asking for it! Talk already!"

"I won't tell! I won't tell! No wonder you hugged him from behind, sister! You did it on purpose! You deliberately let your sister prove her innocence from the front!"

"It's normal for kids to act like that in the morning during puberty, it has nothing to do with innocence. Ying, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me exactly how far Liang'er has gone..."

"No! Absolutely not! I will not let my lifelong reputation be ruined here! I know nothing!"

……

Meanwhile, Shen Liang first arrived at an independent island northwest of Naruto Island.

This small island was originally just one of the larger islands among the countless islands surrounding Narukami Island, with some villages established there. However, with the flourishing maritime trade in Liyue Harbor, some insightful individuals in Inazuma were quite envious... no, they admired the prosperous transportation of Liyue Harbor, and thus planned to open a larger trading port in Inazuma.

Therefore, the "Island Project" is under construction at full speed. It is expected that in a few years, this island named "Island" will become the largest port in Inazuma and a node for maritime transport between Inazuma, Liyue, and Sumeru. However, right now, the Island Project is only a project proposal that has been under construction for two or three months.

Shen Liang jumped onto the makeshift dock. Before even boarding the ship, he was already somewhat stunned just looking at the magnificent ships floating in the sea.

"My mother is stubborn but soft-hearted..." Shen Liangxin thought to herself.

Although Raiden had refused his request to own a large ship, what was docked at the distant harbor? It was the largest ship Shen Liang had ever seen, with its bow alone reaching a height of twenty meters. Upon closer inspection, the wooden hull was crafted from neat, large pieces of fine timber. Such timber, often tens of meters long, was extremely rare; even searching all over Inazuma, one could hardly find more than a few trees. Building such a large ship was truly a waste of manpower and resources.

It seems that although the Queen Mother is a fair and just goddess who loves her people, she ultimately prevailed because of her spoiled son's selfish desires. Shen Liang turned back to look in the direction of the castle tower, feeling a mix of emotions.

Those who were supposed to see him off were all gone; those who were supposed to see him off had already done so last night, and those who were supposed to say goodbye had also said goodbye last night. An official from the distant country scooped up a lump of soil from the ground near the dock, put it in a sachet, and handed it to Shen Liang.

"This is Inazuma's homeland, and Your Highness always carries it with you. I dare to speak frankly, Your Highness, you must never forget that you are the Prince of Inazuma, the son of Lord Narukami-no-Mikoto." The official wiped away his tears and earnestly grasped Shen Liang's hand.

Shen Liang wanted to pull his hand back; the other person's hands were covered in mud, and he was a germaphobe. But in this situation, he had to pretend to be sensible and could only put on a sweet and polite smile.

Why do I feel like I'm going to be a hostage rather than a student studying abroad?

After tying on the sachet, Shen Liang was just about to jump onto the large ship when he turned his head and was stunned.

Several soldiers dressed in fine standard armor and carrying long spears were already standing behind him.

"If Your Highness is commanded by the Second Emperor of the Sunrise God, we, the Southern Ocean Fleet of the Liyue Thousand Rock Army, have been ordered to escort you. Please come with us onto the ship!" The soldiers of the Thousand Rock Army leaned their spears on the ground and shouted in unison, startling Shen Liang.

"What's with this 'little emperor's fate' thing?!" Shen Liang and Mistelin exclaimed together when they realized what was going on.

Shen Liang had no idea he had such a title; it was likely the full honorific given to him by the shogunate. Just as the Thunder God was called "Mitakenami Sumeru-no-Mikoto," his title was "Wakahi-no-Mikoto-no-Mikoto." "Wakahi" was his worship name, while "Wakahi-no-Mikoto" meant the young god who chased the sunlight and flames.

Since Inazuma already has a main deity, as the child of the main deity, he cannot inherit titles such as "Narukami Main Deity Great Palace" or "Narukami Main Deity Great Musouten," and can only be ranked as "Narukami Second Deity Little Heaven."

However, both Shen Liang and Mistelin felt that the phrase "a little emperor's destiny" was a bit inexplicably childish... although "little emperor" and "destiny" should be understood separately...

"But thinking about it carefully, the little emperor is quite cute, and he suits you very well," Mistelin said.

Why must the word "small" be crammed into a title that showcases my invincible divine power...?

[Because you only reach your mother's chest.]

That's because the Empress Dowager wore wooden clogs that were ten centimeters long!

That doesn't stop you from being 30 centimeters shorter than her. From her perspective, you'll always be a little emperor, the kind of person who'll rule from behind the curtain even after you come to power.

Shen Liang didn't want to pay attention to mere hallucinations anymore, but when he looked at the large ship, all his excitement had vanished, and he was completely uninterested.

No wonder it's a behemoth that Inazuma could never create; it turns out it wasn't even Inazuma's to begin with.

"Please lead the way, uncles." Shen Liang's face was full of unhappiness, but he still politely bid farewell to the shogunate officials who were holding a farewell ceremony on the shore, and then boarded the large ship under the protection of the Chiiwa Army standing on both sides of the dock road.

The gong sounded, and the anchor was raised. Shen Liang jumped onto the deck. Although it wasn't his ship, he was still stunned for a moment.

It's a behemoth!

The Inazuma ship had never seen such a behemoth before. It was wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, with a high bow and a tall stern. The first thing they saw upon boarding was not the cabin, but a deck full of shirtless giants.

Yes, there were hundreds of crew members on the deck alone. The reason was that each of the seven or eight sails on the ship required the strength of a dozen or twenty skilled men to pull up, and the anchors at the bow and stern were even more terrifying, requiring a hundred strong men from the engine room to work together to lift them!

This huge ship is divided into nine decks, clearly a super castle sailing on the sea! Shen Liang guessed that the bottom two or three decks were for cargo and food, the next deck was for cannons, and the cannon deck and the deck above that were probably the living quarters for the sailors.

Above that is the deck, and the wheelhouse on the deck is the "head" of the entire ship. The wheelhouse is also divided into four levels, and the wheelhouse, cabins and other structures together are a full fifty meters high!

Shen Liang stared wide-eyed at the scene. He knew very well that the gods wouldn't build ships; these massive creatures were created by the people of Liyue using human energy! How beautiful, how magnificent! This was the creation of a maritime power, the most prosperous nation on the continent!

Shen Liang discovered that he really loved the aesthetics of machinery and industry!

Just as he stared in astonishment with his mouth agape, the other sailors on the ship quickly noticed the white-haired, red-eyed beauty who stepped onto the red carpet. His otherworldly appearance, which seemed to belong to a god, stunned the sailors. Many of them didn't even realize that their behavior was extremely disrespectful until a supervisor reminded them, at which point the sailors looked away and began to whisper among themselves.

"What is this... Holy crap, I've never seen anyone so beautiful before... even prettier than Yue Haiting's secretary..."

"Wasn't it supposed to be the Crown Prince of Inazuma? Why is it a little girl who's not even as tall as my chest?"

"Silence! You cannot look directly at a god. How dare you determine the gender of that young prince?"

"But he's so cute, even cuter than my youngest daughter. Look at the way he looks around, his braids swinging back and forth... He doesn't have any airs of a celestial being at all, and he doesn't even get annoyed when we look at him. If you ask me, even the demons could hear us talking here, but he doesn't care, and he even calls us uncle..."

"I'm also someone who's been called 'Uncle' by God, hehehe."

"Be careful, if a demon god calls you 'uncle,' how many lives do you have to bear it!"