The hot liquor steamed on the ground, also creating a light mist.

The cold night wind rustled the leaves, whispering a song through the forest.

I will never understand you humans.

Human reasoning is a long and winding path.

What do you plan to do? You should leave and not let his good intentions go to waste.

"I will keep going. Because the knife that killed him is still alive."

I will never understand you humans.

[Always likes to do meaningless things]

Qingye Fengyin strode forward, the clear wind enveloping him. Qingye Fengyin's speed increased, his figure leaving behind multiple afterimages. Everything in front of him was rapidly fading away. He kept moving forward, and the trees along the way were all bent over by the wind.

This whispering forest sings along with the footsteps of the clear, windy breeze.

The executioner kicked the sailor's corpse hard and spat. He was furious today, truly furious!

Why, why!

Why doesn't this idiot kneel down and beg for mercy like the other guys, and obediently listen to them?

Now the whole plan is in chaos! How am I going to explain this to the lady on the ship?!

The executioner shuddered at the mere thought of "Lady".

The lady's orders are still vivid in my mind:

Do not kill this sailor. Use him to threaten Kiyono Fuyumi. If the plan succeeds, erase all of the sailor's memories.

But now the sailor is dead, and the Mondstadt knight has not appeared; he has completely disobeyed the lady's orders.

I can't even imagine what will happen to me.

The more the executioner thought about it, the angrier he became. He kicked the sailor again, his boot twisting the sailor's head as he cursed, "Bastard..."

But he couldn't bring himself to say those words.

The wind from the whispering forest brushed past his shoulders. He wanted to raise his machete and strike again to vent his anger, but he couldn't bring himself to strike.

It happened in an instant.

The knife, still attached to his left hand, shot into the air and was caught in the wind.

The trees swayed, dust flew, and millions of leaves scattered in the air, taking a very long time to fall to the ground.

Fresh blood dripped onto the beach from the blade of Shinkiri's sword.

Kiyono Kaze shook off the blood from the sword, turned around, and stared calmly at the man with her purple eyes devoid of any emotion.

[The Fools. The Executioner]

【lv.65】

He's even more skilled than the debt executor we just met; he must be second only to Ms. Yu in skill.

"Hiss...hiss."

The executioner clutched his severed arm, his eyes wide beneath the demon mask, flushed with excitement, and his lips parted in an exaggerated grin. "You actually came after all. Good, good. Very good."

He was a madman, seemingly without pain; his arm was severed, yet he was laughing.

Kiyono Kazein is back, of course he's happy.

The executioner picked up the machete from the ground, removed his mask, revealing a hideous face with an evil eye embedded in his empty left eye socket.

He lowered his body, his evil eyes flashing, and vanished from his spot in an instant, his cleaver sweeping towards Qingye's face.

Kiyono remained silent, neither retreating nor advancing. He took a step forward, thrusting his sword forward to block the cleaver. The wind on the sword was sharp and agile, moving upward along the executioner's wrist, first severing the latter's tendons, then passing through his body, destroying muscle fibers, and crushing bones.

"Eh..."

The executioner discovered that even his still-functioning right hand was powerless and hung limply at his sides. Qingye Fengyin slightly raised his left leg, suddenly accelerated, and delivered a solid blow to the executioner's abdomen. He felt as if all his internal organs had been turned upside down.

The immense wind pressure pierced through his spine, and he vanished from his spot as if he had been fired from a cannonball. One giant tree after another was smashed to pieces, and with each impact, he broke a bone. After he had smashed through ten trees, his chest cavity completely collapsed.

The trees fell to the ground, kicking up a thick cloud of dust.

As the dust settled, the divine blade sliced ​​through the dust and plunged straight into the executioner's calf, pinning him firmly to the ground.

Qingye Fengyin emerged from the depths of the dust, stood before him, lowered her purple-brown eyes, and calmly looked down at him.

hiss.

The executioner's right hand injury healed quickly. He took out a dagger hidden in his leg and swiftly slashed at Qingye's throat, as fast as lightning.

But Qingye Fengyin's eyes didn't blink. Though the wind blade moved with her will, it cleanly and decisively severed his hand.

Like a skilled butcher carving up an ox.

The executioner finally felt fear. He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid of the boy's gaze. He suddenly had a delusion that he had become the 'mortal' he had once executed, and he was at a loss in the face of immense fear.

"Spare...spare my life."

"Please, spare my life..."

He trembled, wanting to say something, but Qingye Fengyin didn't give him the chance.

“He shouldn’t have begged for mercy,” Kiyono said.

The executioner was stunned.

The executioner severed his head, and the executioner's head flew into the air.

His terrified expression was forever etched on his corpse.

Kiyono wiped the blood off the blade, sheathed the sword, and stepped onto the sand, returning to the sailor's side.

He lay quietly on the beach.

It's amazing.

Kiyono Fuyu lowered her head and stared at the middle-aged man.

They had only met once and shared a drink together.

A gentle breeze slowly smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes and wiped away the blood. Qingye Fengyin helped him close his eyes.

He paused.

"Damn it," Kiyono suddenly cursed.

"I didn't have long to live anyway," he said softly. "Who needs you?"

silence.

Dead silence.

The only sound was the gentle lapping of the waves on the beach.

"I'll allow you to bury him," a calm, emotionless voice sounded from behind. "Then go die."

A crimson mask, crimson eyeshadow, and a magnificent gown trailing behind.

【Miss】

She announced the conclusion in a calm tone.

Kiyono Kaze turned around and looked at her. Rosalyn... no, lady, she was no longer the girl he remembered. The cool moonlight shone between them, intertwining with the dark night. Along the coastline, half was shadow and half was moonlight like water.

Qingye Fengyin didn't know whether she was in the light or in the darkness.

He was already very tired.

"Why?" Kiyono asked.

“I despise the weak, but I respect the strong,” the woman said calmly. “That sailor deserves a funeral.”

-

Dawn was approaching.

Qingye Fengyin burned Maika's body, watching him slowly turn to ashes in the flames.

The tides were beautiful; he scattered his ashes into them, the waves carrying his soul, churning up layer upon layer of billows. Qingye Fengyin gazed at the moonlit sea and whispered:

"Great, even in death you can still have fun."

He chuckled, took out a cigarette, and lit another one. The smoke slowly dissipated into the air—oh dear, he'd fallen back into the bad habit of smoking.

Was Kiyono Raimei's love for smoking and drinking in his past life due to his own many sad experiences?

It's ridiculous.

“Your turn,” the woman said calmly. “I told you, the next time I see you, I will kill you.”

She stared at the boy, and the tangled past resurfaced in her mind's eye. She loathed this sense of déjà vu.

The woman wanted to bury this past completely.

Moreover, having killed the Fatui's enforcers and debt collectors, the boy is now, for whatever reason, the Fatui's eternal enemy.

Those who offend the authority of the Fools will only face death.

Rosalyn

But the boy gazed at him with a sorrowful yet calm expression, his violet eyes reflecting such emotions. The rising sun slowly illuminated the boy's eyes.

"If this is your wish, I will let you kill me."

He spoke softly, clenching his fist tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh.

“But not now,” he said. “Soon.”

"My purpose is not yet fulfilled. I cannot let the deaths of others go unpunished."

The boy's voice was low, but it sounded heavy on the soft sand.

“You can’t escape,” Rosalyn said, still not quite understanding why the boy knew her abandoned surname.

Main Quest: Purify Dvalin

“So—” Kiyono smiled, “I will struggle desperately before you kill me. Maybe I can even fight back.”

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