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

"...All right."

Kiyono took the wine, which had been warmed. He held the wine but didn't drink it. Instead, he warmed the sides of the wine bag with his hands, using it as a hot water bottle.

The rising steam dissipated in the slightly chilly night air.

"This is the first time I've ever seen someone survive a single blow from that lord." Mike was indeed very surprised, even astonished.

As the first mate, he had heard a little about what had happened on the second deck.

A sixteen-year-old boy broke free of the Fools' chains and defeated at least four officers with his bare hands, the most seriously injured of whom had half of his body ripped apart by the wind... It was terrifying.

The officers of the Fools were the elite of the elite, capable of taking on a hundred men each. And this boy was so young.

Uncle Mike felt like he was talking to a monster.

“You were frozen stiff and stopped breathing, so everyone thought you were dead.”

“Young man.” The sailor scratched his messy hair. He was quite old, with strands of white hair visible in his hair. The old sailor was burly and spoke in a deep voice: “My lord ordered me to throw you into the water.”

"But you're awake now."

Sir... is that the so-called lady?

This Foolish Enforcer left a bad impression on Kiyono, or rather, he instinctively loathed this woman called "Madam."

She gives off a feeling of emptiness, as if something has been burned away, and within this emptiness lies a madness that will stop at nothing... Kiyono despises this kind of madness.

Moreover, he was not a magnanimous person; he was good at holding grudges, especially regarding what the lady had done to him.

"If you're going to kill or torture me, hurry up," Kiyono said impatiently.

“Ah…” Maika scratched his head again, took a sip of his beer, seemed to be pondering something, and shook his head. “I can’t do it.”

"What?" Kiyono thought the old sailor in front of him might have lost his mind.

“If you were already dead, it wouldn’t matter to me dispose of the body, but you are still alive now.”

Mike said seriously, "My principles do not allow me to kill a sixteen-year-old boy."

"So what do you plan to do?"

"I'm going to send you away."

"Even if I might be a spy?" Kiyono asked, somewhat surprised.

"I'm just a sailor, a sailor for life. What does it matter to a nobody like me whether you big shots are spying on each other? I only know one thing: never go against your principles."

As he spoke, he took a sword from under his sailor's cloak and tossed it back to Kiyono.

"This is your sword. It was taken from you when you were unconscious. Since it didn't seem very useful, the officers gave it to me. Now I'm returning it to you."

Kiyono took the Kamikiri, feeling the slightly cold touch of the scabbard. The Kamikiri emitted a faint ringing sound, as if a deep thunder rumbled within it. This sword was like his hands and feet; now he had both.

The Divine Cutter was evolved from the katana 'Hebi-kiri' bestowed upon the Pillar of the Nation by Lei Yingdian. It was bathed in the blood of two demon gods and touched the guardian of heavenly justice. Its internal structure was no longer ordinary and had already touched the realm of gods.

Others couldn't use the Divine Cutter, nor could they discern any difference between it and ordinary swords. To them, the sword's power was at most that of a fancy fire poker.

"Sir, you've misjudged it... This is indeed a treasure," Maika exclaimed.

"Do you regret returning it to me?"

"No, this was never mine to begin with."

The uncle said slowly, "I've been a sailor my whole life. The sea holds countless treasures, but I know that I should never explore waters that don't belong to me. That's my way of survival."

That makes some sense.

"So, young man, have you rested enough? It's time for you to set off."

-

The small boat that the sailor uncle prepared for Kiyono was a wooden raft, with three days' worth of dry food and fresh water on it.

There's no moon tonight, visibility is very low, and the leaden sea makes it impossible to see anything, which is perfect for Qingye to leave.

Kiyono was still very cold. The chill that was coursing through his internal organs was damaging his body. Just a few hours ago, all his organs had been frozen, including his blood, bones, and internal organs, so the Fools all thought he was dead.

Logically speaking, being frozen like that, he should have kicked the bucket by now.

But Kiyono knew why he hadn't died.

【Heart of the Demon God】

Despite being covered in solid ice, his heart continued to beat tenaciously and eagerly, providing a constant source of heat. As his heart slowly beat, the frozen blood melted, and life began to revive.

The legacy left to Kiyono in his previous life was very substantial.

They threw the wooden valve into the water, and Kiyono got off the boat. A wooden oar was tied to the raft, and he turned the oar sideways and dipped it into the water.

The night was terrifyingly dark, and the silent sea was completely still. Qingye was about to embark on her journey alone once again.

He paused, then took out the still-warm wine bag the sailor had given him from his pocket, opened it, and steam and moisture spread out.

"Thanks." Qingye took a sip of his drink, waved to the man on the boat, and said, "Goodbye."

McCa, leaning on the gunwale, raised his glass and said, "Goodbye."

The voyage was very strenuous.

But knowing the direction gave them motivation. The lights of Mondstadt appeared on the horizon. Unlike Inazuma, this was a city with spring all year round. The scent of dandelions drifted out to sea on the sea breeze. Kiyono rowed a raft, slowly moving away from the Fatui's large ship and getting closer and closer to Mondstadt.

Mondstadt is a free city-state, a city-state of poetry and flowers.

Kiyono had been adrift at sea for a week, and now he was finally about to set foot on land again.

As he rowed, he began humming that unknown song again.

He couldn't remember the song's name at all; he used to only know one or two vague melody phrases...

However, after emerging from that memory last time, his mind was worn down, and he forgot everything about his past life, including his name and experiences. Only the melody of this song became clearer and clearer.

He even vaguely recalled a few lines of lyrics.

"These scars have longed for your gentle caresses."

..

"You have quietly left, disturbing my morning dream."

..

Your scent is as sweet and sour as berries, and as rich and fragrant as lilac.

..

"On a rainy night at Fruit Wine Lake, I would follow the wolf into the raging storm." (Note)

..

A violent storm is indeed coming.

-

"Has the matter been resolved with that boy?"

For some reason, the woman asked that question.

“He’s dead. We checked him.” Her subordinate knelt on the ground, his body covered in wounds, clearly badly injured by Qingye’s wind blades.

"I see," the woman said softly. "You may leave now."

So the subordinate left, leaving the lady alone in the large cabin.

The wind line was low, and the howling wind lashed against the windowpanes, making a piercing sound. Just a moment ago the weather was fine, but in an instant the sea changed, with dark whirlpools churning and layers of clouds pressing down on the horizon.

It's going to rain heavily.

Perhaps it was just her imagination, but the woman heard a familiar song.

But when you listen carefully

But then, the melody vanished without a trace.

It was just an auditory hallucination.

She suddenly felt uneasy, as if she had missed something, or something was wrong, but upon closer examination, she still couldn't find the source of her unease.

Was it killing that boy that made her uneasy?

No, she is not such an indecisive person.

Driven by revenge and to fulfill his desires, the woman had long since decided to abandon both good and evil.

The woman gazed at the torrential rain that seemed to overturn the heavens and earth, and at the turbulent coastline, feeling restless.

Perhaps the bad weather affected her mood.

The woman didn't know, and this was the only explanation she could offer.

-

Note: This lyric is adapted from 'wolven storm'.

Volume 1: Chapter 39 You are... a sunken corpse at the bottom of the sea!

Yingzhen felt like she was seeing a ghost.

She wasn't this surprised when she caught a strange, flying emergency food item while fishing a few days ago, but today she's making a move...

What is this thing?

We caught one...

A corpse found at the bottom of the sea?

She could still eat emergency food, but how was she supposed to cook this corpse that had sunk to the bottom of the sea?

The corpse was lying on the beach, covered in a mess of seaweed. It had almost no body temperature, no breath, and its bones were stiff. It was quite good-looking, though... but even the most beautiful underwater corpse is still an underwater corpse.

The blonde girl carefully crouched down next to Kiyono, her pure white dress trailing on the beach. She poked the 'corpse's' cheek with her slender fingers, but the latter remained motionless.

There was no reaction at all.

She was as quiet as a doll in a shop window.

The boy lay peacefully, a slight smile even lingering on his delicate lips, suggesting he departed this world happily.