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He held a conservative attitude towards this man named 'Jiang Qiao,' whose origins were unknown.
Since it seemed to be Funina's friend, Suiryu's attitude wasn't too bad.
But what's going on with this strange trend?
It's as if they have some extraordinary relationship.
Mr. Water Dragon, who was pure-hearted and had always treated Miss Mascot like a piglet, instinctively felt a little annoyed.
There is a kind of dissatisfaction—that Meilushin has been taken advantage of.
The impartial and impartial Supreme Judge stared at Mr. 'Fuch', and a thought popped into his head without any expression.
...How about we find an opportunity to send this guy to Mero Petersburg?
Chapter 264 'Impersonating Fucarus'
For no apparent reason, Funina felt a chill run down her spine. Realizing that the chill was likely coming from Navelette, her heart skipped a beat.
"...Oh no, oh no, could it be that Vilette recognizes me?"
A slight panic was evident on Jiang Qiao's face, but she remained completely calm. Fu Ningna couldn't help but cautiously probe her from the sidelines:
"Mr. Villette, is there a problem?"
"..."
“It’s nothing.” Vilette shifted her gaze, revealing no emotion whatsoever.
"...Could it be my imagination?" Funina wondered to herself with some suspicion.
Thinking this, as she looked at 'Furina' who pushed open the door and entered, she suddenly remembered something—wait, isn't Fufu the real Funuina, the Demon God Fukaros, the God of Justice?
The names this guy gave were all mine!
Miss Funina, belatedly realizing what was happening, immediately puffed out her cheeks.
Unfortunately, the opera house doors were already closed.
Somewhat annoyed, Funina stared at the tightly closed door, thinking that this guy would definitely settle this score with Jiang Qiao later.
As for worries... well, Jiang Qiao is the only one in the opera house, so there shouldn't be anything to worry about, right?
The decree was issued to the cardinals for judgment.
Fucarus, meanwhile, sat on his throne, idly fiddling with the Heart of God, which resembled a chess piece.
The so-called "lawful power" is actually the "power of faith" collected through the heart of God. The Seven Rulers rely on this to gain great power by performing their divine duties.
For her, this thing was merely a tool to collect the power of faith and convert it into 'Lawful Hybrid Energy'.
However, this job is hardly interesting, and for five hundred years, he has been the only person in this cardinal decree.
If it weren't for the decree ruling that the Cardinal's place was the opera house, given Fukarosna and Frinina's similar temperament, they would probably have been bored to death long ago.
However, it's nothing serious.
After all, compared to her own monotonous life, it was Funina who was having the hardest time outside.
For five hundred years, day after day, it has played the role of a god whose power is disproportionate to its own, doing its best to meet people's expectations of the gods.
Compared to this suffering, what does my loneliness amount to?
But it's okay.
Gently stroking the Heart of God that shimmered with azure light in his hand, Fukaros looked up at the 'Sword of Judgment' in the hall, which exuded a sharp and fierce aura. The light emanating from it, compared to its initial dimness, had accumulated over five hundred years and was now almost full.
Once he has accumulated the remaining energy, he will be able to complete the mission he inherited from Ergolia and save Fontaine from her predetermined fate. At that time, this long life will come to an end.
That is the human form I long for, that can be freed from the shackles that should not be borne by it, and live as a human being as it desires.
"....?"
Fukalos looked outside with a puzzled expression.
It's not surprising that the Opiclay Opera House is closed; there's still plenty of free time there. But she remembered that according to the approval process for the opera house, this time of year should be its busiest.
"...Perhaps there's some special reason?"
Convincing herself in this way, Fukalos felt a slight unease, but she wasn't too surprised.
Let's continue with the legal compensation and energy mixing.
She was just a little short of having enough money for her 'ticket'. Besides collecting energy through the opera house trial, Fukaros, as a demon god, also had the ability to convert elemental power into compensatory energy. However, to avoid attracting the attention of the heavenly laws, this was very inefficient.
"?"
"Strange, why would Fryna come to the opera house at this time?"
Resting her chin on her hand, Fukaros watched as 'Furina' entered through the door. She hadn't thought anything of it before, but now her eyebrows furrowed slightly as she couldn't quite understand what was going on.
Such a thing has never happened in the past five hundred years.
Could it be... that you left in such a hurry that you forgot something?
Fukaros subconsciously glanced at Funinna's throne with his consciousness; it was empty.
Clearly, 'Furina' didn't leave anything behind.
"Then why did she come here...?" Staring at 'Fnina's' face, Fucaros fell into deep thought.
But the next moment, she was stunned.
Because that girl he knew all too well—or rather, that was himself, his 'physical body'—was staring straight at him with her heterochromatic eyes.
That gaze was as if the other party could see him through the cardinal decree.
Faucasus, feeling bewildered by his own idea, immediately dismissed it.
How is this possible?
As a god, I had taken all my power away from my body, leaving only the curse that sustained my long lifespan.
Even Navelet, the water elemental king of Teyvat, could not discover the true nature of the Cardinal of Judgment and his own existence. As a mere mortal, he could never have discovered his own existence.
Consoling herself in this way, 'Frinna,' who was merely a 'mortal' in Fucaros's eyes, slowly approached the Cardinal of the Proclamation and Judgment.
"...Could she have discovered something?"
Looking at the blue-and-white-haired girl standing before the Cardinal of Decree, even if Fukaros wanted to deceive and comfort herself, she could understand that 'Frinna's' target was indeed this Cardinal of Decree. After being fortunate enough to have her goal broken, Fukaros felt somewhat uneasy.
"...It's probably just suspicion, right?"
She tentatively raised her hand and beckoned, and the next moment—'Funina' tilted her head with a smile, her lips parting.
You can't hear the sound, but you can read the word.
"Hi~"
And this undoubtedly brought Fucarus's mood to its lowest point!
She...she spotted me!
next moment.
A blue-and-white-haired girl wearing a top hat appeared in the courtyard inside the Cardinal Council of Decree and Judgment.
"It's been a long time, Fucarus."
Amidst Fukaros's bewildered and shocked gaze, 'Frinna,' who looked exactly like the girl outside, chuckled and greeted 'Frinna's' other master.
"You...you are Funina?!" Recovering from her shock, Fukaros rose from her throne and stared intently at the former, trying to discern Funina's true nature based on her status as a demon god and her background—she strongly suspected that this was not Funina, but merely some unknown entity disguised as Funina.
However, the result disappointed Fucarus.
No matter how she looked at it or examined it, the 'Funina' in front of her did not reveal any falsehood.
She exudes a different temperament and confidence from Fu Ningna, but the underlying essence of [Fu Ningna] is still 'genuine'.
At least, as a part separated from it, Fucaros couldn't distinguish between the real and the fake... What's even more absurd is that this act of discernment gave Fucaros a ridiculous sense of 'inferiority'.
Because the 'Frinna' before them not only contained part of Frinna, but also part of her Fucarus, that is, the divinity of the body she had separated from.
“This is impossible…” Fukalos was starting to doubt his own existence.
The 'Furina' before us is clearly the complete, undivided Furina. Even if we were to nitpick, we could only say that 'she' has something extra, but we could not say that 'Furina' is not Furina.
But if the other party is the fully-formed Frenina, then what am I?
I am the one who was separated from Funina.
At this moment, Miss Fukaros looked somewhat flustered.
"Who are you exactly?"
With her mind in turmoil, Fukaros looked at 'Frinna' in front of her and, as a last resort, chose to ask this question.
As for denying that the other party is Fryna... it seems that the other party is more qualified to doubt whether she is 'impersonating Fryna'.
"Hmm~ Guess."
"If it's the great demon god Fukaros, surely he wouldn't be so clueless as to not even be able to tell if it's him or not?" The blue-and-white-haired girl rested her chin on her hand, teasing Fukaros with a light laugh, which made the latter blush.
Can she say that she really can't tell the difference?
But that would be too embarrassing. It was clearly Fukaros, yet it couldn't tell if its true form was its own. It even started to doubt whether it was Fukaros or 'Fnina' who was actually Fukaros.
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