Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 363 A Prospective Reconnaissance Knight Reports for Duty!

After showing off his adorable daughter to yet another victim, Mr. Duraf happily led his wild boar away.

I must visit Angel's Gift in a few days and have a good drink with his group of old drinking buddies to celebrate.

Mu Feng, who had been forced to memorize what flavor of fish paste the kitten liked, also left, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

It wasn't because there was plenty of time, but because we were already late.

Useless knowledge enters the brain in strange ways.

Mu Feng gritted his teeth, annoyed by the nearly twenty-minute delay. Mr. Katzlein had better pray that his little cat wouldn't be run away by that blond guy he had attracted in the future.

Along the way, they cut down several more slimes blocking their path, and soon, they could finally vaguely see the outline of Windrise Mountain.

The ceaseless winds blow from the north of Mondstadt, giving birth to elemental life known as the "Anemo Hypostasis".

This is a forbidden zone coveted by countless adventurers, and is also recognized throughout Mondstadt as the best place to practice Windwing.

Although it is called a mountainous area, Cape Lookout is not steep, making it an ideal choice for novice pilots.

When Mu Feng arrived at the foot of the slope, it was around ten o'clock.

The morning sun was shining brightly, and the morning breeze was strong but not harsh.

Not seeing the familiar red figure, Mu Feng squinted and walked step by step towards the top of the slope against the wind.

Dandelion seeds swept past and drifted into the valley, but even at the mountaintop, Amber was nowhere to be seen.

Strange, where did this girl go today?

Just as Mu Feng was about to search other places, a girl's barely suppressed giggles suddenly rang out from above.

"look up!"

Her bright, clear voice, brimming with youthful smugness at her successful scheme, was somewhat dissipated by the cunning wind.

Mu Feng looked up in the direction of the sound and finally saw two red rabbit headdresses fluttering in the wind.

The wings of the wind carried her nimbly through the air, sometimes soaring, sometimes plunging, like a lark or a petrel flitting through a drizzle.

Born to be the darling of the sky, the ceaseless wind weaves wings for her.

Amber descended slowly with the wind, and when she reached a point not far above Mu Feng's head, she suddenly and without warning retracted her Wind Wings, spread her arms, and pounced towards Mu Feng.

Mu Feng was startled and, not caring that the lunchbox in his hand had fallen onto the grass, hurriedly ran forward two steps to catch her.

Although it wasn't very high, he couldn't bear to see the little girl fall to the ground; if she cried, he would have to comfort her.

The girl rushed into his arms with the wind, and with a grin, wrapped her arms around Mu Feng's neck, knocking him down onto the grass.

"Amber, the prospective knight, reporting for duty!"

"Brother Mufeng, you're five minutes and forty-seven seconds late!"

Amber's amber eyes zoomed in rapidly in an instant, revealing a hint of playful reproach mixed within them.

She was very close, her rapid breathing brushing against my ear, her voice the sweet, childlike tone of a little girl when she was being affectionate.

But Mu Feng, who was already used to it, wasn't buying it. His heart was colder than it had been after killing slimes for ten years.

Mu Feng sat up expressionlessly and grabbed Amber by the back of her collar, who was clinging to him like a koala.

"You idiot Amber, did you know that was dangerous just now?"

If he hadn't caught it, a close encounter with the ground and several cuts would have been almost a certainty.

"Oh well, Brother Mufeng will catch me anyway."

The girl blinked innocently a few times, trying to get away with it by being cute, seemingly already used to similar conversations.

I know I was wrong, but I'll do it again next time!

Mu Feng's prepared lecture was immediately cut off, and he could only pinch and knead the little girl's face in exasperation.

He hasn't improved much in terms of skills, but he's spouted one fallacy after another.

In the end, this "thrilling" greeting ended with the familiar refrain of "Don't do that again next time."

As if she knew the other person wouldn't really get angry, Amber, who hadn't been still for a moment, went up again and asked for the carrot and pork stir-fry.

She could smell the aroma of the fried meat from a great distance.

Seeing the little girl's pitiful expression, even though he knew she was probably faking it, Mu Feng still softened his heart once again.

I bought it for her anyway, and it won't taste good if it gets cold.

"Here you go. Next time you act so recklessly, I'll report you for sneaking out of the wall to eat fried meat last time."

Mu Feng handed over the lunchbox, and the girl, who had gotten her wish, immediately smiled and ignored the rest of his sentence.

Hmph, that's what Brother Mufeng said last time too~

Amber leaned confidently into Mu Feng's arms, opened the lunchbox, and eagerly forked a piece of fried meat into her mouth.

The perfectly pan-fried meat, paired with carrot chunks and a rich sauce, made the girl squint her eyes in bliss.

There's probably nothing in the world more delightful than a meal of honey-glazed carrot and pork stir-fry after a flight.

Mu Feng sat behind Amber, combing her wind-blown hair while munching on Fisherman's Toast.

The peace was shattered when Amber, having quickly devoured her own portion, began to covet the fried meat that belonged to Mufeng.

Mu Feng and Amber, who had somehow placed her hand on another fried meat container, locked eyes, their gazes serious.

Hey Amber, your days of monopolizing honey-glazed carrot and pork stew are over.

Give me the fried meat.

Amber stuck out her tongue, quickly pulled the lunchbox into her arms, and hopped away a distance like a nimble little rabbit.

If you want it, Brother Mufeng, come and get it yourself.

Shouldn't we have known this rule already?

Mu Feng stood up. I knew you would say that.

Suddenly, a series of unintelligible drumbeats began.

How many times have we talked about frying meat?

Mu Feng put the half-eaten Fisherman's Toast back into the lunchbox; it was time to settle things.

Amber blinked her beautiful big eyes, spread her wind wings, and prepared to escape with the fried meat.

It's hard to say, but some people seem to have never won even once.

As usual, a chase broke out on Windrise, but in the end, it ended with Amber taking to the air on the wind.

Mu Feng appeared helpless; he knew this would happen.

It's a good thing Diluc didn't know, otherwise he would have definitely said something like, "Even a lion dance in Liyue wouldn't be performed like this."

Just as Mu Feng was about to go back and eat the remaining half of his Fisherman's Toast, a gust of wind suddenly came from behind him.

Then, a weight settled on his back, and the little girl pounced on him again, giggling as she held the fried meat to his lips.

Just kidding, she wouldn't want someone to be eating dry toast.

"You idiot Amber, don't kiss me with your greasy lips."

"Hmph, I won't listen, I want it, I want it!"

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