Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 210 Unquenchable Hatred (Part 1)

It was another late night, and the path outside Sumeru City was pitch black, with only the faint light of torches shining from afar.

The wheels crunched and groaned as they rolled over the uneven dirt road, the sound carrying far in the quiet night.

"Be careful, everyone. This batch of goods is very valuable. Make sure you don't damage it!"

Scattered responses rang out in the caravan. It was late at night, and the merchants, having traveled all day, were quite tired.

The captain seemed oblivious to the mercenaries staggering about, and continued to urge the group to speed up.

However, it was clear that the overly exhausted mercenaries and pack animals were nearing their limit, and the team's speed had decreased instead of increased.

"Hmph, what a bunch of fools."

From the bushes beside the road, Satar chuckled, the steel knife in his hand reflecting a cold light.

Do you think speeding up will allow you to escape an attack? How naive.

He put on a mask, gestured to his companions behind him, and then rushed out of the bushes first.

The next moment, the sound of hurried footsteps and the clashing of weapons shattered the tranquility of the night.

The caravan seemed completely unprepared for the attack; they stood frozen in place, watching helplessly as the robbers approached.

It seems these guys are not only foolish in their thinking, but they've also lost almost all of their basic vigilance.

It won't take much time to deal with them.

Satar's lips curled into a cold smile, but the next moment, another group rushed out of the bushes on the right, heading straight in their direction.

Damn it, there's an ambush! This caravan is a trap!

The mercenary squad that suddenly appeared quickly approached the encounter point. Seeing that the newcomers were hostile, Satar's expression changed drastically.

They really are cunning rainforest people; this is troublesome!

He cursed inwardly, but now the die was cast and there was no turning back; to back down would mean certain death.

Only by defeating the caravan in front of them and taking them hostage can they have a chance of survival.

Satar gritted his teeth, picked up his steel sword, and slashed at the leading mercenary with all his might.

With their leader defeated, this exhausted mob was utterly unable to mount any effective resistance.

However, in the next instant, a heavy sword suddenly appeared in the mercenary captain's hand, which almost effortlessly blocked his attack. Instead, Satar took a few steps back, his eyes filled with fear.

The mercenary captain removed the hood of his disguise, revealing messy brown hair and sharp, cyan-gold eyes.

"Sorry, what I meant by 'be careful' was to tell them to remember to leave some survivors."

The previously listless mercenaries suddenly perked up, and even the seemingly unarmed merchants pulled out weapons from their wagons, staring at the attackers with hostile eyes.

The team that appeared behind him surrounded him from behind, and Satar had only one thought left in his mind.

This is a trap. Young people who lack martial ethics try to deceive and ambush, and they are probably doomed.

……

A dozen minutes later, all the attackers surrendered.

"Haha... Good evening, Miss. What brings you here? Didn't you say you had plans for tonight?"

Dixia looked at the young lady in front of her, who was standing with her hands on her hips and a deep gaze, and scratched the back of her head somewhat awkwardly.

As expected, it didn't escape Miss's eyes.

Dina Zede rolled her eyes at Dixia, and her mood was practically written all over her face; she was sullen all afternoon.

"That's right. Just now, someone seemed to say they were going to go back and get a good night's sleep."

The mercenary girl guiltily looked away, coughed twice, and then kicked the mercenary next to her who had been knocked down by two swords.

"Hey, since things have come to this, just tell us honestly, what's your relationship with 'Akhmar's Beard'?"

"And what exactly do they want to do?"

Satar, who was half-lying on the ground, coughed twice, glanced at Dixia and Dinazede in front of him, and snorted coldly.

"The 'Lion of Blazing Mane'...you should know that mercenaries are paid to do their jobs, and protecting their employer's intelligence is a fundamental principle."

"As for you, Miss Humayi... indeed, the people of the rainforest are all untrustworthy. Why did you betray us?"

"What?" "I...betrayed you?"

Satar's question startled both Dixia and Dinazede. They exchanged a glance, both seeing obvious surprise in each other's eyes.

The Humayi family... betrayed Ahmar's Beard?

"What did you say? Don't make false accusations!"

"Explain yourself clearly! What exactly happened?"

The straightforward Dixia was the first to lose her temper. She grabbed Satar by the collar and questioned him sharply.

Satar saw the genuine astonishment in Dinazede's eyes, realized he had spoken out of turn, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

A snapping sound rang out, and a spurt of blood shot out.

Dina Zede looked horrified, and Dixia took a few steps back, her eyes also filled with disbelief.

How is this possible? Has this guy gone mad?!

"Quick! Doctor! Someone here has bitten their tongue!"

……

Half an hour later, in Sumeru City, at the Lambad Tavern.

"Miss, what... what exactly is going on?"

At a small wooden table, Dixia frowned as she looked at the bills and communication records laid out in front of her.

Despite the Satars' threat to bite their tongues and commit suicide, the transaction records they left behind do not lie.

The correspondence, except for the record of the weapons transaction which came from an adjutant named Zhevad within the group of thirty, all pointed to the same person.

Shazaman Humayi is the richest man in Xumi and also the head of the largest merchant guild in Xumi.

Dina Zede shook her head blankly, her expression a mixture of pain and confusion, her eyes fixed on the name on the bill.

Why? The source of funding for "Akhmar's Beard," the mercenary organization that Seno has been investigating for committing numerous violent incidents, is actually... her father?

How could this be...? Why is this happening?

In her heart, she didn't want to believe this fact, but now that it's proven, it seems there's no room left for her to doubt.

"Is there...some misunderstanding?"

Dina Zede looked to Dixia for help, but the mercenary girl, who was equally clueless, was also helpless.

Dixia sighed deeply; the news was too sudden and too shocking.

In her memory, the people of Humayi's family were all very friendly and had nothing to do with being vicious.

Rather than believing that Uncle Shazaman was the mastermind, she prefers to believe that there are other hidden reasons.

"Don't be afraid, Miss, we'll know the answer soon. I trust Uncle Shazaman."

Dixia gently grasped Dinazedai's slightly cold hand, and then the tavern door was pushed open.

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