Genshin Impact: This fireplace house is your graveyard.

Chapter 191 Unable to Escape

Upon hearing the system's reply, Qin Yuming remained silent for a few seconds before revealing a cunning smile. "A good deal~". Meanwhile, the group returned to the Hearth House.

They all sat outside the treatment room with lifeless expressions, some with numerous bandages wrapped around their bodies. Then, Kujavina appeared, her shoulders wrapped in bandages and gauze.

Lily, her face flushed, emerged from the treatment room. Everyone stood up as soon as they saw her. "Mother, is Lily alright?"

Hearing Clay's slightly worried question, Kujavina replied, "Don't worry, my dear child, Lily is feeling much better. I used a special method."

"Although it can't completely heal her injuries, it can at least relieve Lily of her pain." "Hmm... okay, thank you, Mother." Krevy thanked Kujavina.

Kujavina, with a gentle mother's smile, slowly approached Kreevi. "Lily's injuries were quite serious, but they've been treated."

"Your injuries may not seem serious, but we can't be careless. Does it still hurt?" Looking at her mother, who was kneeling in front of her and stroking her head.

Krevy slowly clenched her teeth, her lips trembling, tears beginning to stream down her face uncontrollably, and she started to sob.

The three essential elements—place, time, and person—were all met. His beloved mother was right before him, and all the bitterness in his heart had already filled his eyes.

The perfect moment has arrived; all I need to do is relax and let things flow naturally, and all the pain will turn into tears and pour out. Yet, I simply don't know how to express the bitterness in my heart right now.

A thousand unspoken thoughts had turned into tears, yet she didn't know how to let them fall. At that moment, Kailu seemed to sense something and softly said:

"Mother, thank you for taking care of us. Our injuries are much better now, so we won't bother you any longer," Kujavina said gently.

"Okay, everyone go back and rest. If you're injured, don't wander around." Keller nodded and was about to lead everyone to leave for a while.

After everyone had moved, they found that Lily, Tianyao, Chen Si, and Naqi were all standing there forlornly, as if they had lost their souls.

Seeing this, Kailu helplessly grabbed Tian Yaochen's hand, "Let's go. Captain, he'll be alright." Finally, the group returned to their room, utterly dejected.

After the others left, Kudjavina looked at Krevi, who was still silently weeping. Kudjavina gently wiped Krevi's tears from her face with both hands. "Baby, what's bothering you?"

"It's good to talk about it. If you bottle up your sadness or upset feelings for my darling, it will make me very sad too." After saying this...

It was as if he had finally entered the correct password, completely liberating his nearly withered heart. Kreeve then embraced Kujavina tightly.

"Waaaaaah...ahhhhh...Mommy...waaaaaah...I...I really...really hurt so much...waaaaah..."

Anguish erupted like a flood, each sob filled with endless devastation and pain. Some words were so broken they could barely form a coherent sentence. The entire fireplace house was now filled with Clement's agonizing cries.

"I...I feel...I feel like my stomach is being ripped open, waaaaah...I'm so scared...so many monsters...I..."

"I thought I'd never see my mother again." Listening to Clement's uncontrollable sobs and trembling body, Kujavina's face still wore that loving motherly smile.

He gently brushed aside Clay's hair and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "Mmm, thank you for your hard work, my darling. Don't be afraid now."

"With Mommy by your side, home is safe. Nothing can hurt you. Mommy will protect you too." After crying for a long time in Kudjavina's arms...

Clay's loud crying gradually subsided. "Mommy, could you ask the uncles from the Hearth House to go look for Qin Yuming?"

He fought the monsters alone there to save us, and so much time has passed and he still hasn't come back. We're so worried. Can you go and save him?

Hearing Krevi's words, still choked with sobs, Kujavina's interest was piqued. "Oh? Is that so?"

That child is truly remarkable, taking on so many monsters all by himself. Don't worry, he saved my dear little angel, and he's also a child of the Hearth House.

As the mother of the family with the fireplace, of course, Mom would try to find a solution. After calming Clementine down a bit more, she let her return to the room where everyone else was.

After Kreevi left, Kujavina said, "Go, search near the river north of Fontaine and see if you can find a child."

"Bring her back alive, and if she's dead..." Kujavina trailed off, her words trailing off. The Mirror Maiden behind her understood Kujavina's meaning.

They then used the water mirror portal to leave, and by the time Clement and his group returned to the Hearth House, it was already past one o'clock.

Time flew by, and it was now 3 p.m. The seven people sat in the same room, and no one spoke. The only sound in the room was the ticking of the clock.

As the clock ticked, it quickly reached 3:30 PM. Unable to bear it any longer, Sinaqi jumped out of bed and ran outside.

But throughout, Peruvieri never stopped watching the two most unstable people in the room, though in reality there were three.

However, there was one person she didn't need to worry about; it was someone else. As soon as Sinaqi stepped off the ground, Peruvier quickly grabbed her wrist.

The two remained locked in a stalemate, neither speaking. "Let me go, I need to find Amin," Peruvier said, pausing briefly as if trying to decide what to say.

“No, the sun has already set. It would be too dangerous for you to go now, Clay. You said Mother has already sent people to look for you. If they can't find you, it won't do you any good.”

After a brief silence, Sinaqi spoke up, "If it were Sister Kreeway, whose fate is currently unknown, would you still be sitting here saying this to me?"

The room fell silent upon hearing this. "I won't let that happen." "You're not a god. Do you think you can just say it won't happen and it won't? What if it does?"

"What if one day Clementine is out there, her fate unknown? What will you do? Just sit here and do nothing?" Before Peruvieri could finish speaking, Senna quickly retorted.

"I'm the team leader, and Amin is a member of my team. He saved us, and now you won't let me care about him." As Sinaqi spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.

Seeing this, everyone lowered their heads and remained silent. Peruvier simply stared coldly into Sina's eyes without saying a word.

"If you have no reason to keep me here, then let go. I have to go save him," Sina said, trying to break free from Peruvier's grasp.

But after pulling on her arm a few times, she found that she couldn't pull it off at all. Even when she tried to pry Peruvier's hand off with her bare hands...

But all their efforts were in vain; Peruvieri's hands were like iron clamps, impossible to move an inch. Finally, after a few more unsuccessful struggles by Sinagi...

The hand that had been frantically fiddling with Peruvier's fingers gradually slowed down and eventually stopped moving altogether. Meanwhile,

A tear, brimming with resentment and despair, slowly slid down the corner of her eye and gently dripped onto Peruvieri's hand. It was Sinaqi.

At this moment, her eyes were already red, brimming with tears that streamed down like a burst dam. Her voice trembled, filled with endless sorrow and lament:

"Why...why won't you let me go...why...Qin Yuming...Qin Yuming tried to save us...and now his life is hanging in the balance...but...but you..."

"You didn't even give me a chance to save him." She cried, her head bowed weakly, and her body slumped to the ground as if it had lost its support.

Gazing at that angelic face, now choked with sobs and tears streaming down her face, everyone present felt an indescribable sorrow welling up inside them.

However, despite this scene, Peruvieri's eyes remained as calm as ice, without the slightest ripple. She simply gazed silently at Senna.

It was as if even if she cried until her voice was hoarse, Peruvieri wouldn't change anything, and the hand that held Senna's wrist never loosened its grip even slightly.

The hand gripping the girl's wrist was like a chain binding her freedom; no matter how desperately Sinaqi struggled, she couldn't break free from its hold.

She could only sit helplessly on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. Even as her tears fell like rain, they couldn't melt the cold hand gripping her wrist.