Genshin Impact: The Sharpshooter of Teyvat

Chapter 1365 Seeking a Master! A Superhuman! A Robot! An Old Man!

Seeing that Cecilia was still preoccupied with trivial matters, Mavica quickly stepped forward, gently patted her shoulder, and softly advised, "Grandma, don't worry, things can be resolved slowly."

"Let's go see what's wrong with Miss Ying. Shao Yun said she seems to be quite ill, so we can't delay any longer."

As she spoke, she gave Sitrus a look, indicating that Ying's safety was the most important thing right now.

But Celestella, with her keen insight, saw right through Mavica's thoughts. Seeing how protective Mavica was of Shao Yun, she leaned close to Mavica's ear and whispered a teasing remark only the two of them could hear:

"Why do you always side with Shao Yun?"

"I think I understand now. Even though you can't marry Shao Yun, you're still subtly helping him in your words. If you could actually marry him, wouldn't you go to great lengths to help him, even if it meant plucking stars from the sky or the moon?"

Mavica's cheeks flushed instantly from Sylvia's blunt yet playful teasing, the blush spreading from her ears all the way down her neck, even her earlobes turning a faint pink.

Immediately afterward, she hurriedly glanced at Shao Yun not far away, afraid that he had overheard her words. She quickly gestured to Cecilia with her eyes, then gently tugged at her wrist and whispered a reminder:

"Grandma, don't talk nonsense! Mr. Shao Yun is still here!"

Seeing Mavica's embarrassed, flustered, and almost angry expression, Cetalli found it amusing. She quickly covered her mouth, her eyes full of laughter, and waved her hand in a feigned weak manner, whispering:

"Okay, okay, I'll stop talking about it, I won't tease you anymore, alright?"

……

After the teasing, Setrali, Mavica, Piran, Olloren, and Ineff followed Shao Yun into his home.

It is worth mentioning that Peran's towering figure, several meters tall, stood out conspicuously in front of ordinary houses. When entering a house, he had to bend over deeply, his back almost touching the ceiling, his head slightly tilted to the side, for fear of accidentally bumping into the ceiling, making him look somewhat clumsy.

After everyone entered the house, Shao Yun stopped and turned to the people beside him, saying, "Ying is in the bedroom on the second floor. Her condition hasn't improved. Who wants to go check on her first?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Mavica immediately volunteered, raised her hand high, and said cheerfully, "I'll go first!"

As the fire goddess of Nata, she has always been decisive, and coupled with her concern for Ying, she stepped forward without hesitation at this moment.

Seeing that Mavica was willing to take the lead, Shao Yun said gratefully:

"Okay! Mavica, thank you! I'm counting on you to take a look at my wife. Whether she's possessed by an evil spirit or something else, please take a close look and see what's going on!"

Mavica nodded vigorously, clenched her fists, and rubbed them together, saying, "Don't worry, Mr. Shao Yun!"

"Although I don't yet know what kind of blind evil spirits dared to cause trouble in our Nata territory and even dared to scare Miss Ying, I will definitely make those evil spirits understand what the roar of the sun is and what the methods of the Nata warriors are!"

She spoke with great confidence, her chest held high, exuding an air of self-assurance and the dashing and resolute spirit of a warrior.

Most of these words were meant for Shao Yun, to put his mind at ease.

Then, maintaining her confident and poised demeanor, Mavica strode confidently toward the second-floor staircase, her firm steps drawing admiring glances from everyone.

As expected of Lord Vulcan! He truly has that aura!

But no one knew that her tough demeanor was just for show, for Shao Yun and the others.

As soon as she stepped onto the second-floor stairs and was out of sight of everyone, Mavica instantly suppressed her imposing aura, her previous arrogance vanishing as her expression gradually became calm.

She frowned slightly, muttering to herself, "What evil spirits could there be? I think it's probably just that Miss Ying is unhappy and has accumulated too many worries, which is why she's talking nonsense and losing control of her emotions."

Having figured this out, Mavica made up her mind. She stopped putting on a warrior's stance, and instead slowly raised a bright and approachable smile. She walked to the bedroom door, gently pushed it open, and greeted them softly and warmly:

"Ying, I've come to see you. How are you?"

Mavica pushed open the door, her cheerful smile still on her face, but Ying, who was inside, froze the moment she saw her, staring at her blankly.

In the eyes of the reporter, the sunny, cheerful and radiant Mavica in front of him was completely different from the one he remembered.

In her memory, Mavica was covered in wounds, her eyes were numb, and she was locked in the basement by Shao Yun, like a soulless human doll, at his mercy.

Ying opened her mouth, then blurted out, "Mavika? You, you, you weren't locked in the basement and used as a human doll?"

Upon hearing this, Mavica immediately staggered, her body swaying, and she almost fell flat on her face.

She instinctively grabbed the doorframe, her lips twitching, inwardly groaning, "Oh my god, Shibarak! Why is he going straight for me with his ultimate move? What human doll? I don't understand!"

Before Mavica could recover, Ying's eyes suddenly widened slightly, and her previously empty gaze was instantly replaced by extreme excitement and panic.

She sat bolt upright in bed, stretched out her hands toward Mavica, and shouted at the top of her lungs:

"No, give me back my daughter! Don't take my baby away, boohoo... She's my child, you can't take her!"

Tears welled up again instantly. Ying cried as she struggled to get out of bed towards Mavica, looking both frantic and helpless.

Mavica was completely stunned by Ying's appearance, her head buzzing.

My goodness, what's going on here? When did I steal her daughter? Wasn't Xi perfectly fine in Shen He's arms?

Mavica felt that even jumping into the sea wouldn't wash her clean; Ying was the number one extortionist in Nata?

"My Shibarak, has she gone completely mad?"

But Ying was as if she were possessed, still crying and shouting at her with tears streaming down her face.

"Mavika, give me back my daughter, please... She's my flesh and blood, my only thing, don't take her away! I will prove to you that I am a good mother, a responsible mother, and I will take good care of her!"

In just a few dozen seconds, Mavica felt as if she had gone through a catastrophe. Her heart was in turmoil from Ying's crazy words, and she couldn't even breathe.

This experience will likely take a lifetime to heal.

She was completely defeated; all her former vigor and confidence were now worn away by Ying's madness.

Mavica took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the collapse and chaos in her heart, and forced herself to calm down. She turned around and walked towards the door, holding onto the stair railing, slowly walking back to the living room on the first floor.

She was truly at her wit's end; Ying's condition was far more serious than she had imagined.

The crowd downstairs had been waiting for a long time, with Shao Yun pacing back and forth anxiously. Seeing Mavica come down, he immediately rushed to greet her, his eyes filled with anticipation, and eagerly asked:

"Mavika, how is she? What happened to Ying? Was she exorcised?"

Faced with Shao Yun's expectant gaze, Mavica could no longer hold on. She immediately slumped into the single sofa, completely exhausted, her eyes glazed over, and said weakly:

“Mr. Shao Yun, Miss Ying is quite ill… I really don’t understand it, and I can’t cure her. This is something that can’t be solved by the roar of the sun!”

Seeing Mavica slumped on the sofa, looking utterly devastated, Shao Yun turned to Cytrali, Piran, and the others beside him and asked urgently:

"The situation looks dire. Is there anyone else willing to give it a try? Please, everyone, save my wife!"

Seeing that even the Vulcan herself had been defeated, Cetalari's eyes flashed with a mixture of defiance and confidence. She decisively stood up, stepped forward, and patted her chest with considerable certainty, saying:

"I'll go take a look! Even Mavica couldn't do it, how could this evil spirit be this powerful?! I've lived for hundreds of years, I've seen all kinds of demons and monsters, I'll go and confront it today, and I guarantee I'll make it reveal its true form!"

Seeing Cecilia's imposing and confident demeanor, Ororen's eyes lit up, and he waved his little fist, cheering her on loudly:

"Go Grandma! Grandma is mighty! Grandma will definitely defeat the evil spirits and save Grandma Ying!"

With Orloren's encouragement, Sethrali was even more spirited. She straightened her back and strode confidently toward the second-floor staircase, exuding an aura of "invincibility" as if she could uproot the so-called "evil spirit" at any moment, completely disregarding Mavica's defeat.

She pushed open the bedroom door and immediately saw Ying sitting on the bed, looking dazed.

Ying lowered her head, her hands unconsciously clutching the sheets, her eyes vacant, and she was still muttering fragmented words, looking as mad and helpless as ever.

Cetalli immediately waved her slender arm and, facing the non-existent evil spirit in thin air, shouted confidently:

"Ying, Grandma Obsidian, I've come to see you! Don't be afraid, let's see what kind of arrogant evil spirit dares to provoke you. Grandma will definitely make it regret it and beat it to a pulp!"

Upon hearing Sitale's voice, Ying slowly raised her head, her empty eyes falling on her and trembling slightly.

A strange yet familiar scene flashed through my mind, those distorted fragments of memories belonging to "another future" emerged.

She opened her mouth, her voice blank, and said, "Grandma Cetalli, you, you're alright... I remember, the last time I saw you, you were taken to the basement by Shao Yun... and then, it seems you had a baby..."

Upon hearing this, Sitella froze on the spot, her eyes widening in shock as she gasped for breath, the chill running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. The confidence and arrogance on her face vanished instantly.

She instinctively took a step back, pointed at her own nose, her voice distorted, and roared in a fit of rage:

"What nonsense are you spouting! When did your husband ever tie me up and take me to the basement to give birth?! Ying, wake up! What madness are you talking about?!"

Sitella felt her head buzzing and the hairs on her body standing on end.

Even if a dragon is charging right at you, you can't ride it like that!

She's lived for hundreds of years, and she's never even considered being tied up in a basement, let alone having a child. Ying's words are absolutely outrageous!

Looking at the ruffled, roaring Sitrus before her, Ying's eyes remained blank and empty, devoid of any emotion, as she slowly began to speak again:

"It was last time, you were tied up hand and foot, like a suckling pig waiting to be roasted at the market, unable to move..."

As she spoke, her brow furrowed slightly as she recalled vague details. She paused, then added:

"No, I remember you seemed to have escaped, but... you weren't far before Shao Yun discovered you."

"Then, then that night, your heart-wrenching cries lasted all night long, I could hear them even from the second floor..."