Genshin Impact, I, a mere mortal, cannot accompany you to the very end.

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That's the only reason.

"Haha, the Pillar of State Army?" The fools burst into laughter again, mocking, "That old thing was disbanded a long time ago, it just kicked the bucket with that old man... There's still an army? Don't be ridiculous."

They had been following the executor to Inazuma for half a year, and all they had seen were incompetent shogunate nobles, obsequious officials, and a backward policy of isolationism. This country was beyond saving.

The Pillar Army was disbanded long ago; this is a fact known to everyone.

"...And I'm here too." A slightly trembling voice.

"And you? An ordinary person?" they laughed.

“An ordinary person.” Teppei’s eyes were fixed on the Fools as he drew his long sword. “Just a mortal.”

"First Captain of the Herring Squad." He growled from the depths of his throat, "Mishima Teppei's dream is to become a soldier in the Pillar of the Nation Army!"

“My great-grandfather, Mishima Yoshimitsu.”

He gritted his teeth,

"He is a second-class naval officer under the Grand Pillar of State! Four hundred years ago, he followed the Grand Pillar of State to quell the rebels on Haiqi Island. He was ordered to escort the people of Bayun Island. For three days and three nights, he escorted a total of 321 people. Not a single person was injured. The only one who did not return was my great-grandfather!"

"I am deeply proud of this."

"My grandfather was also a Pillar of the State Army... so I wanted to become a Pillar of the State Army more than anyone else."

"The Pillar Army has a rule: they cannot flee, they cannot abandon the people and run away. So I cannot leave either."

"My great-grandfather never broke his vow until his death; he saved 321 people. I am very weak; I cannot save that many, but if I can escort even one person, one ordinary citizen, I will be content..."

Even though I am just a mortal unseen by the gods. Even though the Pillar of State is gone. Even though this is the reality—

He dragged his long sword toward the fools, saying, "I refuse to deny my dream."

"The pillar of the state will never run out of tofu, nor will the pillar of the state run out of soldiers. My grandfather's dream and my great-grandfather's dream will both eventually come true!"

The worn-out longsword sliced through the cold rain, heading straight for the neck of the executioner of the Fools, but with the flash of the evil eye, the sword finally stopped, unable to go any further.

"The eternal way is vast, and the resounding spirit is eternal!"

This is a chasm that mortals cannot cross—he was ultimately not watched over by the gods.

Zheping trembled, as if using all his strength to shout out the vow that had been silent for a hundred years.

"My heart remains unmoved, I will serve the nation for eternity!!"

The Way of Heaven is vast and boundless, and the Spirit of Heaven resounds eternally.

My heart remains unmoved, my loyalty will endure for a thousand autumns.

The evil eye gradually faded, and the executioner's head slowly fell to the ground uncontrollably. A shallow layer of blood appeared at the break in his neck, a slash made of lightning.

Everyone stared in astonishment at the source of the slash, only to see the dark blue-eyed boy gripping a sword crackling with lightning, raising his eyes and calmly gazing at them.

cough.

Qing Nuoyan coughed softly, his lungs filled with a chilling cold. Forcibly pulling out his sword, he felt as if his whole body was being torn apart, and his wounds reopened—he could faint at any moment.

despite this.

The majesty he exuded at that moment, his demeanor and inviolable aura of majesty were enough to send chills down one's spine simply by looking at him. It was the disdain of a superior, dazzling and blinding like a descending thunderbolt.

"I hate you all."

"Take your master and get out of here."

Qingnuoyan said calmly:

"Inazuma doesn't welcome you."

It was a very calm voice, but in the hearts of the fools, it was like the most deafening thunder in the world.

No one in this world is unafraid of thunder.

That was the most primal fear from the depths of one's heart.

My heart remains unmoved, my loyalty will endure for a thousand autumns.

"Get lost."

PS1: Phew, Sigu is going to take another nap! Phew, I'm going to sleep soundly for a long time!

PS2: In the original work, Teppei's name is Teppei, not Mishima. Speaking of which, do you guys vaguely remember the name Mishima Saimin? He's the soldier whose soul left his body at the very beginning of the game.

Chapter 138 "Rosalyn, where did that heart come from?"

After tonight's rain, summer will come to an end.

The woman walked through the cold, gloomy forest.

Her half-open crown-shaped mask was slightly broken, faintly revealing the burning red lines around her eyelids.

The chilling rain poured down on the leaden horizon, and at the far end of the horizon, dawn slowly began to break, but the rosy glow was also tinged with gloom by the rain.

Dawn was approaching, but the Guardian Forest was still shrouded in night, and raindrops fell more and more rapidly from the gap between day and night.

She is hurt.

With the Queen's blessing, she fought a mortal, but was wounded.

Some lightning element remained at the wound, sizzling and burning the scar with a needle-like pain—for the woman, this scar was a disgrace.

The filthy beast escaped right under her nose.

—Just like five hundred years ago, when the filthy dragon named 'Dulin' wreaked havoc and killed Rustan, while I was unable to do anything about it.

It is a disgrace to let the filth escape—she has clearly made a vow to burn away all the calamities and filth of the old world and create the pure white world that Rustan desires.

If they collect all the Hearts of God, if they collect all the Hearts of God... they can realize their dream.

Humans need meaning to sustain them in life; otherwise, they are merely walking corpses, nothing more than ashes. For this woman, this was the last meaning left in her life. And for the ashes, even if that so-called 'meaning' was just an illusion, a reason they themselves had woven, if it could reignite the ashes, then they would be willing to fly like moths to a flame.

The woman continued walking forward.

The sudden rain pounded on the forest soil, splashing up damp vapors. The soldiers of the Fools lit clusters of torches and searched the vast forest bit by bit.

The blazing firelight cast long shadows of the birch trees as the woman removed the heart.

The heart, as radiant as a jewel, reflected the shadow of a torch, radiating layers of warm, haloed light. Even in the coldest rain, it exuded a gentle warmth. The woman held the heart in her hands and pressed it against her cheek.

My heart is beating again.

She could feel clearly and strongly that Rustan's heart was beating again, with a slight tremor and a hidden excitement, pounding continuously.

Yes.

You must be happy too.

The heart of God is ahead.

We're one step closer to our dream... closer to our dream.

It will be realized soon.

She could sense Rustan's emotions; she understood that she had never been so close to Rustan's heart. She could clearly see the wolf cub's emotions, and she fully comprehended their meaning.

They were connected at heart, and she understood that the heart had always loved her; otherwise, it wouldn't have protected her, and it wouldn't have sheltered her under Barbatos's command. They had always had each other, but a misunderstanding arose, which led to the conflict.

But now, that misunderstanding is gone, and the conflict has disappeared.

—Because now, they are of one mind.

Just like now, that heart is guiding her, guiding her in the right direction. The closer she gets to that direction, the faster her heartbeat becomes, gradually emitting a deep, thunderous sound.

His heart beat for her.

Nothing like this has happened in the past year.

It guides the place where that boy, who dared to overstep the majesty of the gods and sheltered the filthy, is located.

The woman knew that her heart had fluttered when she first met that mortal—this must have been Rustan's hint and reminder to her, and now, that kindness had finally been proven.

She finally arrived at the place indicated by the sign, and at that moment, a thunderous thumping sound suddenly resounded, more intense than ever before, startling the birds in the mountains.

As dawn broke, the sky, washed clean by the water, became clear and transparent, with only a few wisps of yellowish clouds slanting across the sky. Together with the watery canopy, it resembled the reflection of pine and bamboo shadows in a pool of water. The clear autumn sunlight poured through the gaps in the leaves and fell on the boy's silhouette in the distance.

The woman's eyes flickered slightly, but the next second, her expression froze—

The young man noticed the movement behind him and turned around. Beneath the light purple lady's hat was a delicate and handsome face, but his doll-like face was expressionless, and his pale blue eyes held only a calm and deep stillness.

Those eyes reflected the woman's slightly astonished face. The doll named Guo Beng stared straight at the woman. Although he was looking at her, his gaze was not on her, but remained fixed on the heart.

The country collapsed.

...Huh?

why.

Why does the end of the heart lead to the collapse of the nation?

A whole year has passed, why is the country still collapsing?

This shouldn't be the case.

No, it shouldn't be like this, it should be like this!

The woman instinctively clenched the heart.

“I heard thunder.” Guo Beng’s eyes were somewhat frightening. “I saw a bolt of lightning. That bolt of lightning looked very familiar.”

"so what?"

After a brief moment of surprise and astonishment, the woman said coldly, "They are just presumptuous mortals who will eventually die by my hand."

"What's that... in your hand?"