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

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Wow, it's not called Fourth Aunt, it's not called Fourth Aunt, it's called Fourth Gu, it's called Fourth Gu, it's called Fourth Gu, it's called gugugugu.

Everyone misunderstood me... I clearly stated that an enemy is an enemy, regardless of their position... For a martial artist, being killed by a woman is a sign of respect, and killing a woman is also a sign of respect. Where's the double standard?

Volume 1: Chapter 58 His death was shaped like a gentle breeze

With the sword drawn, lightning patterns rolled across its blade. Suddenly, Kiyono Kazein launched an attack, the sword light bursting forth as it slashed horizontally towards the woman's neck.

The woman slightly turned her body to avoid the oncoming sword wind; the lightning stung her cheek, and she squinted her eyes.

Lightning...

Her right hand, hanging down, flashed with cold light, the elements instantly froze, and a terrifying chill quickly condensed, pointing towards Qingye's chest.

[The Fools. Lady]

[Level: lv79~lv80]

According to the system's classification, level 80 is the level of a demon god, and level 90 is the seventh level of governance in the mortal world.

This is already infinitely close to the realm of a demon god.

Qingye Fengyin felt her limbs stiffen, as if they were blocked.

West Wind Sword Technique.

With a divine slash, he cut through the flowing frost. Qingye Fengyin took several steps back, lowering his body. A clear wind swirled around his toes. He exhaled softly, and pure white energy and flowing lightning seeped out from between his teeth.

He had no intention of giving up.

His final act of giving his all was his final act of respect for Rosalyn.

McCa's death was not an isolated incident.

The woman is walking this cruel path, and more people, more ordinary people, will be sacrificed in the future. Perhaps her path is righteous, but Qingye Fengyin does not agree with it, and this is the difference between them.

This difference will always exist; they stand on different paths, and all they can do is wish each other well.

He won't tell Rosalind that he used to be Rustan.

There are only two possible outcomes.

He was killed, or he killed the lady.

If it's the first outcome, he doesn't want the woman to regret knowing she killed her lover; if it's the second outcome, he also doesn't want her to be heartbroken knowing she was killed by her lover.

However, it now seems more likely that the first outcome will be the most probable.

This fight should be quite simple, involving only an ordinary Knight of Favonius and an ordinary Fatui Executor, nothing more.

'Unmoved mind'

The divine cut was incredibly sharp and fierce.

Kiyono Kazein's figure had already transformed into numerous afterimages. His divine strike stirred up thunder and storms, slashing again and again at the thick ice wall constructed by the lady. Wind and frost rose up, thunder exploded, and ice shards and residual winds scattered in the air.

The Divine Cutting Blade was once the blade that slew the demon god.

The nine-level range should be manageable for Shenqie.

The Demon God's Heart had never pounded so violently, and Kiyono Kaze felt a surge of vitality boiling within his chest.

The woman frowned; she hadn't expected the boy to be so difficult.

Now it seems that his strength has improved several times since he stopped the dragon disaster. The lady has never seen such a terrifying rate of progress.

Moreover, the aura surrounding his sword was even more mysterious.

The ice shattered layer by layer, and Kiyono Kazein raised his sword horizontally, relying on the sharpness of the Divine Cutter to completely cut through all obstacles in his path, and attacked the lady's neck!

With a clear and unwavering mind, all distracting factors quickly faded away in Kiyono's eyes, leaving only that one single point in the world.

The woman took a half step back, turned her face to the side, and the sharp wind from the sword grazed her cheek, drawing drops of blood.

Her eyes were calm, seemingly without a ripple.

Her past memories troubled her.

But the lady had to move on.

She remembered that dusk, the overwhelming demonic tide, and her homeland destroyed. From that moment on, the girl was buried, her tears turned to ashes, and the lady was reborn from the ashes. She would burn all the demons in the world and create a pure white world!

Someone must burn away all the pain before new hope can be brought forth. No understanding is needed. No comfort is needed. No sympathy is needed.

No matter the cost.

No one can stop her from pursuing her dreams.

Besides the streaks of blood, what splattered in the air were fragments of a gleaming golden mask. Piece by piece, the mask on the woman's profile shattered, and the fragments fell into the air, slowly igniting into flames, fluttering like dancing fire butterflies.

The wound was revealed, a wound with flame-like patterns.

Flames replaced the ice, transforming into layers of dazzling silk and gauze that cascaded naturally down to her ankles. Flowing fiery clouds encroached upon her. She was originally a witch of fire; the ice bestowed by the Queen had merely sealed the flames within her. Now that the ice had melted away, the lady had begun to burn anew!

Kiyono Kazein slowly exhaled and smiled with a hint of helplessness.

Really.

How come this thing has a second form?

It's like experiencing both ice and fire.

Flames soared into the sky, licking the leaden heavens. The raging fire illuminated the world in a smoky red. Kiyono Kaze took a step back, halting his attack. Kamikiri plunged his sword into the ground, and a thousand winds gathered and swirled together. Layer upon layer of air currents rapidly converged and spread out, forming a massive storm barrier that enveloped Kiyono!

The sea of ​​fire was swept up by the wind, and fiery serpents meandered and coiled around the storm, eventually engulfing everything completely.

The relentless flames of hell imprisoned Kiyono, causing the surrounding temperature to skyrocket. The air became blurred due to the sudden increase in temperature, and billowing waves of air surged out.

Sweat.

It dripped down Kiyono Kazein's cheek and onto the ground.

He gritted his teeth, his hands trembling slightly as he gripped Shenqie's hand.

His soul was being worn down, his body was being scorched, but he had to persevere, for only in this way could he not let the deaths of others go to waste.

He will accept whatever the outcome may be.

The cage of flames gradually devoured Qingye Fengyin's wind wall, making it increasingly difficult for him to hold on. Through the gaps in the flames, he saw the woman's face.

Rosalyn.

Fireflies fluttered and danced around her skirt, and the magnificent flames were her crown.

"Huff...huff."

Qingye Fengyin closed her eyes.

He needs to calm down.

Qingye Fengyin seemed to be back in that rainy night. The torrential rain fell, and a thick fog shrouded Mondstadt. In the distance, a girl's song drifted. He stood among the dandelions, the rain obscuring his view, and he could no longer find her.

Cut off this rain, cut off every single raindrop.

Cut off the raging fire, cut off every fire butterfly. At this moment, the true essence of the West Wind Sword Technique and Qingye Leiming's unwavering heart merged to an unparalleled degree. Qingye Fengyin finally exhaled.

Thunder rumbled from afar.

The demonic serpent on the sword began to move, its patterns traveling from the hilt to Kiyono's wrist, then over his shoulder, down Kiyono Kazein's chest, and finally to his heart.

The divine sword has been drawn.

"Unmoved by worldly desires"

Thunder and wind raged simultaneously, flames shattered, and the coiled fire serpent was cut in half, leaving only that one speck in the world.

An unmoved heart intertwines with the sword of the west wind here.

He lowered his body and transformed into the wind.

The woman gazed at him calmly and indifferently. She slightly raised her hand, and all the flames in her body converged into one place, the raging sea of ​​fire shrinking and transforming into a dazzling fire butterfly in her palm.

The fire butterfly fluttered about, carrying flames capable of burning the entire Mondstadt, as it headed towards the Whispering Wind!

The fire butterfly and the wind danced and lingered, fighting each other. The wind ravaged the fire butterfly's wings, tearing its beautiful plumage to shreds, while the fire butterfly burned the wind's body.

This was the final dance.

Qingye Fengyin severed the fire butterfly.

The woman suffered a backlash; her body stiffened, blood trickled from the corner of her mouth, a sweet taste filled her chest, and flames surged within her heart. The inextinguishable infernal fire began to burn her body in turn.

The divine blade ripped through the deathly silence of the night sky, heading towards the lady, but the wind stopped, and the sound of the wind ceased.

Qingye Fengyin stopped in his tracks, his gaze lowered, and his body swayed.

He lowered his head, feeling an emptiness in his chest, as if he had lost something important.

In the woman's hand lay his heart.

Unlike a mortal's heart, which is a lump of flesh and blood, the heart of a demon god is translucent like a crystal, with a faint, shimmering azure light—it is so beautiful.

"You're very capable," the woman said.

Death will

Nearly.

This wind, which has been blowing for three months, is nearing its end.

Kiyono Kazein showed no sorrow; he raised his head and smiled gently.

Please remember our promise.

He said, "Please give my heart to the collapsing country."

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Last night's chapter had some issues.

People said I made changes later, and the paragraphs are different, but actually I only added two sentences. The first sentence is "Killing her is also a form of respect, and being killed by her is also a form of respect," and the second sentence is "Maybe I can turn the tables and kill her back," to make the meaning clearer.

Even before the revision, my stance was 'an enemy is an enemy,' 'struggle with all your might,' and 'respect her path.' The male protagonist came to rescue the sailor, but he was there to be killed by the lady or to kill the lady. So how can you say he only killed the executioner and spared his old flame?