Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 263 Young people don’t respect martial ethics

Meanwhile, in the city of Sumeru, in an inconspicuous little building.

Today was supposed to be a rare day off, but as the Grand Disciplinarian of Sumeru, Seno's holiday was anything but relaxing.

Early in the morning, various case files awaiting approval were placed on his desk as scheduled, ranging from the latest illegal research on the Temple of Silence to minor matters such as riding an old lady across the street.

By the time all the cases had been sorted and processed, it was already evening.

The weather outside the window looked bad, but even so, it couldn't stop Seno from going to the tavern to fight the Seven Sages Summoning.

As the saying goes, a card player who's afraid to tell lame jokes at a pub isn't a good disciplinary officer. Rain or shine, the pub is waiting for you!

With utmost solemnity, Seno took out his deck. "Now, prepare to turn the tide of the day. Open!"

The only regret is that after Mu Feng left, he couldn't find many equally matched opponents.

Lonely as snow, I really want to have another tense and exciting card game with that guy if I have the chance.

Who could have imagined that the illusory victory banquet in the tavern that night would be a final farewell, a farewell from which they would never meet again in this lifetime?

Sino sighed, a rare occurrence for him, and looked at another card box that the guy had used before, one that he hadn't touched.

It would be a lie to say I don't miss them; after all, of the once-dominant Sumeru F5 of the Order Academy, one of them has finally passed away.

A few days ago, a disciplinary officer from Omos Port reported a possible trace of that guy, but he knew very well that the guy's disappearance was related to the World Tree, and the probability of him surviving was extremely low.

Moreover, so many years have passed. Given his personality, if he were still alive, he should have returned long ago.

Even so, he still led his team to Port Omos with a glimmer of hope, but naturally, they found nothing.

Sino shook his head. Never mind, he'd just offer him a good glass of cider next time they drank.

Of course, Sino treated everyone, and Kavi paid the bill.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Seno put down the card box in his hand and squinted his eyes.

Who could be visiting at this time? Wait... this knocking rhythm... no, it can't be someone I know.

As the disciplinary officer, Seno immediately became alert, and the Staff of Crimson Sand appeared in his hand instantly, ready to strike.

Not many people knew his home address, and as a disciplinary officer, it was hardly a good thing for a stranger to come to his door.

He cautiously opened the door, and there stood a somewhat familiar young man with a sallow complexion. He was holding a thick booklet and a package, which he had hidden very well, and he had an excited smile on his face.

However, the smile on his face froze the moment he saw Sino, and then he dropped his things and ran away.

Sino's eyes instantly sharpened, his demeanor becoming suspicious. He acted like a mouse before a cat when he saw the disciplinary officer; this man must have something going on.

A flash of lightning cut off Lajiton's retreat effortlessly, causing him to stumble back several steps in fright.

Faced with the sharp-eyed disciplinary officer, the chairman felt utterly dejected and collapsed to the ground with a mournful expression.

Only then did he realize that he had been tricked and that this was not a friend's residence at all.

What's the difference between sending him to the high-ranking official's office to collect debts with these things and sending him to the outhouse with a lantern?

Originally, he wanted to boost his performance, but instead, he not only boosted the performance of the disciplinary officer, but also walked into a trap and got himself implicated.

Young people who lack martial ethics come to cheat and ambush him, the old president of the support group. I advise you to shut up!

Sino frowned. He remembered this guy; he had been locked up in the Disciplinary Headquarters for a while because he had followed Nil.

This guy hasn't been around for very long, but it seems he's getting a bit restless again.

He picked up the scattered packages and books from the ground, and sure enough, most of the books still contained the photos he had secretly taken before.

Sino's gaze immediately turned cold. The recording was indeed of the transaction conversation from earlier, thus providing conclusive evidence.

Although he could have thrown the guy in jail, as a disciplinary officer, Seno still keenly noticed suspicious points.

This guy's crimes are undeniable, but the other person, the one who set up the scheme, is even more suspicious.

Not being a native of Sumeru, he not only knew the guy's true background, but also knew the residence of this high-ranking official.

Connecting this to the "accident" at Port Omos, and another matter about the imposter Kavi that Elheisen mentioned a few days ago...

In the eyes of a disciplinary officer, there are no coincidences.

That's typical of him. Do you know why the pandas in Liyue are hungry? Because he's taken all the bamboo shoots.

A certain renowned architect who had his project payments withheld for several years should have a lot to say about this.

Sino contacted the disciplinary officer cleanly and efficiently, and brought the ashen-faced Rajton back to the disciplinary officer's headquarters.

"Tell me the truth, or you'll spend the rest of your life in the Disciplinary Committee headquarters."

"Also, everyone else, come with me immediately."

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On the other side, in the Grand Bazaar, at the Zubair Theater.

The melodious music echoed, as if telling a story, as if lamenting, a distant poem from the past.

The knight, stripped of his heroic title, walked in the opposite direction of his journey, the scenery along the way was completely different, and so was his heart.

He walked past the towering royal city, through the misty forest, where the battlefield once teemed with demons had been transformed into fields, and he entered the village.

The fire on the roof went out, and the knight sat in the tavern, ordering a glass of cloudy wheat wine that he had been craving for a long time.

The girl who once accompanied him is no longer young. She stands on the stage, gazing at the knight from afar, and then, she begins to dance.

People dislike tragedies, so they always write happy endings, but reality is quite different.

The girl on stage is crying, the girl in the dance is crying, one is saying goodbye, and the other is saying goodbye.

The hero died from the last arrow in the final battle, his name forgotten by the world, while the village girl remained alone in her empty room, never to see the promised return again.

Five hundred and seventy-five performances, ultimately ending in regret, your figure was no longer seen in the cheering crowd.

This is the 576th performance. She no longer expects the ending to change, but as the lights come on, looking at that destined-to-be-empty seat has become an instinct for Nel.

Today is also... no... today?!

The crowd that stood up and cheered surged up like a tidal wave, instantly engulfing that spot, and Nilu's heart skipped a beat.

Was it an illusion? A hallucination? No! No! No! Someone was sitting in that spot! It must be! She couldn't be mistaken!

That unintentional glance didn't allow her to see his face clearly, but she felt her heart pounding violently. First, her whole body felt ice-cold, then burning hot. There was no mistake! Brother Mu Feng!

Whether it's a ghost or something else, at least let her see me one more time, just one more time! Wait for me!

The gentle girl rarely showed such a loss of composure; the tear stains at the corners of her eyes remained, yet she showed absolutely no concern.

Not even caring about her floor-length dance dress, Nilu stumbled and rushed straight towards the crowd, parting the flow of people, stepping on the stairs, and even nearly falling to the ground several times.

Nilu bumped her arms and knees several times, but she seemed not to feel it. She just wanted to go faster and faster!

Brother Mufeng, he's right there! Whoever it is, stop him, wait a minute, don't go, don't go, wait for me!

She finally arrived, but there was only one empty seat.

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