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Chapter 58 Pure Water Celebration Chapter 6

Qiuhe stood up to run, but then noticed the evil eyes representing wind, fire, water, ice, and lightning on the ground.

After a moment's hesitation, he picked up the evil eyes. At that moment, the pressure in the pipe could no longer be sustained, and it burst open, spewing water out like a volcanic eruption.

The tunnel collapsed continuously like a breached dam, and everyone fled in panic, like a swarm of bees startled. During his escape, Qiuhe suddenly saw Peruvier running towards the tunnel where he was.

Peruvéri also caught a glimpse of the water in the distance behind Akikawa and the others, sweeping towards them like a ferocious beast, its claws outstretched. As soon as Akikawa saw Peruvéri, he charged towards him, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and ran frantically away.

But just now, Akikawa also keenly noticed that the curse on Peruvier's hand had climbed up to her wrist, indicating that the battle he encountered in that tunnel was also extremely dangerous.

"Leiyi, what exactly happened?" Qiuhe explained in a panic, "The pipe over there burst during the battle just now, and the water behind it isn't ordinary water, it's all fetal seawater!"

Qiuhe was filled with fear because he didn't know if Peruvéli was a Fontaine. If he were alone, he wouldn't be so worried.

But if Peruvelle were a Fontaine, then a single drop of the seawater would dissolve her. Some of the members of the Rose Society behind her were also knocked to the ground by the collapsing rocks and metal fragments, groaning in pain.

The man who had previously accused Qiuhe of being a bunch of child soldiers was now anxious to turn back and help his brothers who were falling to the ground.

However, a collapsed pipe above his head crushed him to the ground like a mountain pressing down on an egg, pinning his leg down. The man let out a piercing scream.

Seeing this, Peruvieri said, "Lei, aren't we going to save him?" The man also let out a desperate cry for help. Upon hearing this, Qiuhe stopped in his tracks.

He put Peruvier down from his shoulder, then turned to look at the member of the Rose of the Thorns who had been knocked to the ground and was still pleading for his help. However, he simply watched coldly with an expressionless face, showing no intention of offering any assistance.

Péruveli didn't take any action, because he had only asked casually. After all, these people's lives and deaths were none of his concern. Péruveli knew one thing deeply: love should be reserved for those who are truly sincere.

These strangers' lives were as worthless as weeds, but he couldn't understand why Qiuhe, who had always been kind, would be so indifferent and unmoved at this moment.

Just then, the tunnel collapsed again, like a wounded beast, with a pile of boulders mixed with pipes, resembling a heavy mountain, mercilessly burying the person who was still calling for help underneath.

The man's hand twitched a few times like a candle flickering in the wind, then fell silent. Having witnessed all this, Qiuhe scooped up Peruvée and gathered all his strength in his legs. Like an arrow released from a bow, he instantly sped forward, his speed as fast as lightning.

Meanwhile, at the Opiclie Opera, the performance was like a magnificent painting, reaching its climax. The audience was completely captivated, their cheers echoing through the air. However, at that moment, a court official suddenly rushed in, followed by Miles and Silver.

Navelette and Carles noticed the three flustered men. Miles and Silver ran to Carles' side and whispered among themselves like two little mice. Upon hearing this, Carles' eyes widened instantly, like two burning fireballs.

He stood up abruptly, his body like a volcano about to erupt, but the thought of where he was now felt like a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head.

Finally, forcing himself to calm down, he didn't make a sound and whispered to Navia beside him, "Navia, you and Clorind stay here and don't wander around. Daddy has something to take care of."

Carles then quickly left the Opiclie Opera House with that man. Navelette also noticed that the man from the Deacon looked anxious, like an ant on a hot pan, but he didn't say anything.

Navelette descended from the platform and led the man outside. "What happened?" the man hurriedly explained, "Lord Navelette, the Grey River has collapsed, and a lot of water is gushing up from underground."

Navisette frowned upon hearing this and was about to rush to the Grey River with the man when Fryna slowly walked out of the Opiclie Opera House. "Navisette, what happened?"

Naveletti looked closely and saw that it was Funina. He casually replied, "There's been a bit of a problem in Fontaine. I have to go and take care of it." Upon hearing that something had happened in Fontaine, Funina hurriedly asked what had happened.

Navelette didn't want to tell the truth, but she wasn't good at lying, and for a moment she didn't know how to start. Seeing Navelette's dilemma, the law enforcement officer quickly interjected, "It's like this, Your Majesty the Water God."

"He's just a troublemaker, but he's quite capable, and we can't subdue him. That's why we've come to Lord Vilette for help. This is a small matter, so we don't need Lord Water God to handle it personally."

“We and Lord Navilette will surely resolve this.” Navilette nodded slightly in agreement. Upon learning that it was merely a disturbance in Fontaine and that Navilette would handle it, Funina said no more.

Navelette and the man rushed to the Grey River, only to find that the water was still seeping upwards, while Carles stood anxiously to the side.

Navelette noticed a wooden sign standing nearby with the following inscription: (This is not ordinary water; it is mixed with the water of the womb. Do not approach, or you will be dissolved.)

(And the drinking water in Fontaine may now be adulterated with chlorine; the public is advised not to drink the groundwater.)

Upon seeing this, Navelette frowned deeply. He couldn't understand why seawater was surging up from the bottom of the Grey River, or how Les flowed into the groundwater.

Without thinking further, he slowly walked to Carles' side and gently grasped his shoulder.

“Kares, you should go back to the Opiclie Opera House first. I'll handle things here.” Kares was still a little worried after hearing this, but then he thought that since it was Navelette who had taken action, he must have his own way.

Then, Carles had no choice but to leave. After Carles left, Navelette raised her hand, and a large number of pink water droplets slowly rose from the ground.

Water droplets condensed in the air, forming a large puddle of water. Finally, Vilette waved her hand, flinging the entire puddle of water into the sky, where it vanished without a trace. She then controlled the water, pressing it all back into the pipes.

Meanwhile, the play at the Opikley Opera House was also coming to an end. "Ladies and gentlemen," the opera singer said, "this year's Clean Water Festival should have ended here, but today, a person we greatly respect has come to me."

"That lady told me today that she will perform the final song to conclude the Pure Water Celebration for everyone here. Please welcome her with applause! Our greatest water goddess of Fontaine, Lady Funina!"

Like dazzling stars, the spotlights focused on the air above the stage, where Funinna sat like a fairy on the stage suspended in the air. The audience was astonished to discover that the one who ended the play was none other than their beloved water goddess.

The audience erupted in cheers, their shouts like a surging tide, shaking heaven and earth. Finally, Funina gently picked up the pipa, as if caressing a precious treasure, and softly plucked the strings.

She played a plaintive melody. Her fingers danced across the strings like nimble sprites, and the pipa produced a clear and melodious sound, as if telling an ancient and beautiful legend.

As the melody flowed, Funina began to sing softly. Her voice was like heavenly music, clear and melodious, each note like a glistening dewdrop, full of emotion.

The singing echoed through the Opikley Opera House, like a spring breeze blowing into the depths of the audience's hearts, immersing them completely. They listened quietly, captivated by the beautiful music.

Claire and Lily stared intently at the pipa in Funina's hands. They recognized the instrument immediately; it was the very one that Qiuhe had once used.

However, at this moment, Furina played a completely different melody, even more captivating and exquisite. Claire and Lily were also immersed in the song. They closed their eyes, feeling the shock and emotion brought by the music, as if they were in a dream world.

At that moment, the whole world seemed to freeze, with only Funina's singing voice floating in the air. This heavenly voice far surpassed the piece that Qiuhe had played that day, making one marvel at Funina's talent and charm, which shone like stars.

After the song ended, the air seemed to be infected by the beautiful singing and became quiet. Everyone was still immersed in Funina's singing and music. Funina slowly opened her eyes, scanned the audience but did not find the figure she wanted to see. A sense of disappointment welled up in her heart.

But then a crisp clapping sound, like a lightning bolt piercing the darkness, broke the silence. Funina looked up, her eyes sparkling with joy, for she discovered that the applause came from Qiuhe.