Chapter 210 A respectable elder, Morax kills...
Wait a minute?! What did he just compare the Emperor to?!
"No, disrespectful—"
Xiao instinctively wanted to rebuke the immortal master for disrespect, but the next second he saw Zhongli from his memory subconsciously let go, and the struggling cat lost its grip and fell backward to the ground.
"Woo, meow—"
He clutched his head in pain, rolled twice in front of Zhongli, whose pupils were wide with shock, then got up and ran away crying loudly.
He looked terrified.
Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and he unconsciously softened his voice, "Ignorance is no excuse..."
Wendy pointed at Zhongli from her memory, standing there hesitantly, wanting to chase after him but not daring to, and giggled.
"Why haven't I heard you mention this before? Didn't you say you and Mainkuen were on good terms? Brown..."
"It's alright, but in terms of intensity, it can't compare to your first encounter with him," Zhongli retorted calmly. "And you also have the habit of getting others drunk? The most popular god?"
"……I was wrong."
Wendy immediately shut up, deflated, and dared not say another word.
Ruo Tuo couldn't help but laugh at the gods' banter and joined in the teasing, "Hahaha! Your aggression is as strong as ever, and so is your terror! Brown..."
His relationship with Mainkuhn has always been stable and has never caused any trouble, so he is not afraid of his old friend bringing up past grievances.
"……Um."
Unexpectedly, after staring at him in thought for a while, the dignified deity suddenly lowered its brows, revealing a hint of melancholy in its half-closed golden eyes:
"Who do you think I'm so eager to keep him here for? That towering abyss... sigh, never mind, let's not talk about it."
He stopped speaking at the opportune moment, sighing as if heartbroken. King Ruoduo, of course, knew he was faking it, but—
"...I was wrong too!! I'll shut up!"
—But who can withstand that! That's Morax! Morax, the star that rises from the wasteland!
"It's good that you know you were wrong."
Zhongli instantly returned to normal, smiling as he raised his hand to touch the dragon head that was almost buried in the ground.
"Old friend, what did you want to call me before?"
"Brown guy is so kind, sob sob..."
"good."
Watching the Emperor subdue the god and the dragon without shedding a drop of blood, Gan Yu remained silent for a moment, then suddenly reached out and covered her teacher Liu Yunjiefeng's open mouth.
"This immortal thinks the nickname 'Big Brown Cockroach'...is...Sweet Rain?! Hmm—"
"I'm sorry, True Lord! But this is all for your own good!"
"Gan Yuxiu is both beautiful and intelligent, and has a deep understanding of righteousness."
Zhongli sighed in admiration. To be honest, he wasn't really annoyed by the ridiculous nickname; he simply enjoyed the time he spent playing around with his friends.
Seeing him smile, Xiao relaxed and began to try to steer the conversation away from the nicknames. "So, the meeting between Lord Zhongli and Mainkun was not pleasant."
The young Mainkuen was so frightened that he ran all the way back to Sumeru, hugged the grass god and began to cry about the terrifying humans he had just encountered. Nasita lovingly stroked his cat head and skillfully coaxed him.
"So how did your relationship improve? After all, he looks like this now..." Xiao looked at Mainkun's short, bristling tail with a complicated expression.
"I think I'll never dare to go to the Abyss of Laminaria again."
"Indeed, since that day, the Abyss of the Rocks has not seen him for a long time."
Zhongli was also puzzled.
"I also thought that unpleasant first encounter would be our last... So, what gave him the courage?"
Young Al-Hysen glanced at his dog, who had run off on its leash, and then at Mainkuhn, who was holed up in the Wisdom Palace.
It is obvious that his mental state has only improved slightly, and he is still at risk of a breakdown.
"For the sake of Mount Sumeru."
For the sake of his country and its people, Elhesen immediately grabbed Mainkuhn and coughed weakly a few times under his horrified gaze.
"A disease that will kill you if you don't touch a fairy's hair."
...
"That shouldn't be the reason."
Xiao covered his head and analyzed rationally, "It's a very clumsy scam; even a child wouldn't believe it."
"The Wrathful King".
Elhesen lay on the ground, twitching his hands and feet expressionlessly.
"Help me."
...
The two simple words immediately made Mainkuhn's eyes become complicated and indescribable... Shock, fear, despair, and many unpleasant memories were forcibly brought up by the scholar.
Xiao suddenly had a bad feeling. "Wait... no way?"
"I'm going to die."
The scholar didn't even utter a clever lie; he simply lay on the ground with his pupils vacant.
"Help."
But Mainkun seemed unable to bear it and jumped up, screaming as he rushed towards the Abyss of Laminaria.
He ran tremblingly through cities and crowds, jungles and rivers, heading towards the forbidden zone he had previously avoided at all costs.
In the bustling harbor, Zhongli seemed to sense something and gazed into the distance at the horizon.
“Hiss, hiss…” The silver-gray shadow hesitated as it probed the boundary.
"Don't go! You'll get caught! They're very powerful and terrifying!"
"It was him?"
Zhongli sensed a familiar presence, immediately put down his teacup, and got up to leave.
"Mr. Zhongli? You're not going to listen to the opera anymore?" some mortals asked, puzzled.
"I have something more urgent than going to the opera, I need to get there quickly..."
A helpless smile bloomed on the deity's lips, carrying the compassion of an elder.
"Go apologize; I accidentally frightened a timid child."
"You scared me? Good heavens, Mr. Zhongli is such a gentle and refined person, just how timid must that child be..."
"What should I do? What if that guy isn't Nasitachai's sage, but a real human? Then I'm doomed!"
"It was because I didn't understand his personality, and I was a bit abrupt when we met."
"But Al-Hysen, what if what he said is true... no!"
Panic and peace, two completely different feelings, departed from Liyue Harbor and Sumeru City respectively, and converged on the vermilion cliffs.
"Young friend."
Zhongli only had time to say hello before Mainkun stopped him, trembling all over.
"Don't come any closer!!!"
"Okay, I won't go."
The supreme and noble Morax nodded and stopped, looking at his panicked eyes from afar.
"Did you come here to see me?"
"I, you—"
Mainkun wanted to adopt a kingly demeanor and coldly question the other party's identity, but he couldn't. The fear that he couldn't escape no matter how hard he ran almost gripped his mind.
"I want to run, but Elheisen... he really wants to run!"
"Waaah—"
He couldn't hold on for even a second; he was so frightened by the ancient rock god that he burst into tears.
"Are you an immortal? Are you an immortal?!"
He asked while crying, despair welling up with his tears.
"Ah... I haven't even met you yet this time."
In the past six thousand years, Morax has never seen such a timid and crybaby child.
The little Yaksha would stubbornly swallow its pain and tears, while the young Kirin, under the care of the Crane Immortal, always wore a shy smile.
Never has anyone looked so helpless, never has anyone looked so... tormented.
Regardless of interests or the ley lines, Morax felt a pang of pity. He swept his hand over his head, and golden antlers resembling those of a deer appeared on his head.
"He's an immortal."
With those magnificent dragon horns on his head, Morax reached out and gently touched his own ears, asking the beast-eared boy a question in a gentle tone.
Are you one too?
...
"I... I probably am not."
Amazingly, the boy's crying stopped almost immediately. He looked over with tearful, vertical pupils, appearing dazed and surprised.
"I might be a monster..."
"You yokai? I have a junior who has made some yokai friends. Have you heard of a fox yokai named Yae?"
"N-nothing..."
Aside from the gods and Melusin, the immortals were the third highly intelligent non-human species that Mainkun encountered.
Indeed, the species that looks most similar to him.
"I've never been exposed to these things before..."
He stared blankly at the dragon horns on Zhongli's head, as if he hadn't realized what was happening at all.
"How come he really is an immortal?"
"Um……"
Morax observed his instantly relaxed expression and tried to guess the source of his inner turmoil.
Were you ostracized by humans because of your alien race? Or did you suffer more serious harm?
Sigh, whichever the possibility, he's still an immature child.
He's still a child who does good deeds; we can't just leave him alone.
"So, would you like to touch my horns?"
"...Huh?"
"Don't you want to?"
Morax gently shook his head at the bait, enticing the kitten not far away.
“I noticed you’ve been staring at it.”
"..."
This trick is very effective; cats rarely suppress their curiosity.
Especially when there seems to be no danger in the surroundings.
"My claws are sharp and will hurt you."
There are still some doubts.
"Did you injure an immortal?"
The doubts quickly dissipated.
While luring Mainkun's claws towards him, Morax also bent down and secretly used his divine power to examine the beast-eared boy's body.
Its bloodline is mixed, unlike a monster or a human, and its energy is murky, which is very dangerous.
Who is your father?
He asked the boy who had tentatively touched his corner with concern.
"I have no idea."
Where is your mother?
"I have no idea."
This was the first time anyone had asked Mainkuhn this, and he tried hard to recall.
"I remember her skin gradually growing cold."
That means he/she is dead.
...
“Wait, these problems…” Kavi’s eyes widened as he suddenly realized something.
"What's wrong?" Tinari asked, puzzled. "They're just ordinary questions, nothing wrong with them."
"The problem is that it's all too commonplace! These are the kinds of ordinary questions we... seem to have never asked before?!"
"That's true."
Sino recalled.
“But Mainkuhn is technically our superior. Who would ask about their superior’s parents, especially a ruthless one when he took office?”
"Lady Nasita seems to have asked about that? Or did she gather that information herself... wait?"
Tinari was the second to notice something was wrong.
"The questions we couldn't ask, Zhongli could..."
She asked the question so easily and even received a reply from the wise king? How clever!
"I see."
In return, Zhongli, in his memory, also reached out and touched Mainkuen's ear.
"You must have suffered a lot without your parents' protection."
"well enough……"
Mainkuhn turned his head away, looking a little shy.
Something's not right! Something's not right! Is this our wise prince?
"Where exactly did things go wrong...?"
Kavi racked his brains, his gaze sweeping over the equally incredulous audience, Navelette and the others, and then over the nostalgic...Leosley?!
Kavi immediately realized where the problem lay.
They are elders and mentors.
Mainkuhn only received normal education before the age of six, and his supervisor was the young Leosley, whose overly young older brother was often a source of worry for Mainkuhn and could not be considered a true elder.
Secondly... there is the just Dragon King, whom Mainkun loves but also fears, and spends 99% of his time with him in cat form, so he cannot be considered a complete leader.
Although Nasita provided a great deal of guidance during Mainkun's upbringing, her terrible first encounter and small stature always made Mainkun feel guilty and protective.
Only Zhongli! Only Zhongli!
This immortal first gained maximum favorability from his race, and then combined that with immense strength and a gentle personality—
"I...I want a single hair from your head!"
Why is that?
"Save...save people..."
Mainkuhn still has Elhesen on his mind.
"I've never heard of immortals' hair having such a function." Zhongli shook his head helplessly, but did not refuse. He put his hands behind his head and twirled a long brown hair around his fingertips.
"Thanks…"
Mainkuhn awkwardly thanked him and reached out to take the money.
"Hold on."
Morax didn't hand him the hair directly. Instead, he casually pinched his fingers, and various colored rock beads appeared from them. The god of stone had skillful hands, and in no time, an exquisite bracelet with the fairy hair as its core was formed.
"Please accept this as a gift, a memento of our first meeting."
“But, but this isn’t our first meeting…” Mainkuhn hesitated, refusing to answer.
"Forget about it, it's too bad."
Zhongli gently yet firmly took Mainkuen's hand and put the bracelet on it.
I hope that I will leave behind only beautiful memories in your heart.
...
In real life, Zhong Li lightly tapped the armrest and, mimicking Al Heisenberg's posture, asked:
"how?"
"Lord Zhongli has gone berserk!"
Xiao immediately started praising.
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