Sacrificing Myself: Nine Transmigrations (Genshin Impact)

Through the memories of his previous incarnation, Elliot learned that Amber had always been well-liked since childhood. She often visited the Knights of Favonius to play, and it wasn't uncommon for her to be invited to spend the night at someone's home.

The longest she'd ever stayed away, Elliot remembered, was nearly a month.

"No way! They liked me so much I didn't even want to come back to Grandpa and the others!"

Amber said proudly, hands on her hips.

The Amber here was quite different from the one in the original story—most likely because Elliot Yuan hadn't left her this time.

In the original plot, Amber's personality changed drastically after her grandfather left without saying goodbye.

But now, she was simply a cheerful, playful child.

Just like...

Just like Little Tao back then.

Lively, enthusiastic, outgoing, and a little mischievous.

"I see…"

"Well then, you two go ahead and get to know each other. I'm too tired."

Elliot hadn't slept in three days. He had only just dozed off when this little one came barging in. Saying he wasn't tired would be a lie.

"Hey... Grandpa, come play with me." Amber clung to Elliot's hand, shaking it with a pout.

"Go play with Eula. And don't drag her into any trouble, alright?" Elliot instructed.

"But—"

"Hello, nice to meet you."

Before Amber could finish, Eula cut in.

She knew Elliot needed rest, so she took the initiative to strike up a conversation, hoping to distract Amber and let Elliot sleep in peace.

Seeing Eula engage her, Amber turned her head with a smile. "Hi, I'm Amber! When did you get here?"

"About two weeks ago, I think," Eula estimated.

"Wow! That long?! Grandpa's so mean—he didn't even tell me! If I'd known, I would've come back sooner to play with you!"

Amber clearly took a liking to her new friend and greeted Eula with infectious enthusiasm.

...

"Hey... You're Grandpa's student? But I've never seen him take any students before. You're the first!"

"Did Grandpa give this to you? Is that a bone whistle?"

"It actually sounds like ocean waves! That's so cool, Eula!"

"Come on, let's go out and play! I'll take you somewhere fun!"

"Oh, don't give me that! Just come with me—it'll be fine as long as we don't bother anyone. Grandpa won't mind!"

The two hit it off immediately, chatting excitedly.

With Amber leading so enthusiastically, Eula couldn't refuse and ended up going along with her.

The truth was, Eula rarely had the chance to spend time with kids her age. Her life at home was filled with endless lessons—there was hardly any room to breathe, let alone play.

And even if she did get to go out, there was no one who'd want to play with her. All she'd ever gotten were sneers, insults, ridicule, and isolation...

Now…

Amber wanted to play with her. Likely because she didn't know about the Lawrence family's notorious reputation.

So Eula didn't expect much. She went along with Amber to humor her, without truly opening her heart.

It wasn't until night fell, when they returned exhausted, that Elliot had already finished preparing dinner and was waiting for them.

"Grandpa! I missed you!" Amber shouted as she happily pounced on Elliot.

"Alright, Grandpa missed you too. Go wash your hands and eat," Elliot said, rubbing her head.

"Okay!"

At the dinner table, Amber cheerfully recounted the latest happenings in Mondstadt—most of them involving the Knights of Favonius.

She was like a walking newsfeed, sharing all sorts of gossip and interesting tidbits.

Who knew how much of it was colored by her own imagination?

Eula, who had never heard these kinds of stories, listened with wide eyes and rapt attention.

She'd never heard anyone talk about things like this before.

Seeing how serious both Grandpa Elliot and Eula looked, Amber got even more excited, her storytelling becoming more animated and exaggerated.

With Amber around, the atmosphere felt especially lively.

This was why she was so well-liked—she had a natural charm about her.

"Teacher, are we going to practice swordsmanship today?"

After some lighthearted conversation, Eula brought up the question.

"Let's go. Perfect chance to see how your bone whistle training is coming along. Little Amber, you come too."

"Mm!" Amber nodded eagerly.

And so—

The three of them headed for the beach.

Moonlight spilled gently over the land.

The forest path was peaceful and still, the air cool and refreshing, though tinged with solitude.

But Amber was like a little fireball, lighting up their surroundings with her chatter and laughter.

Before long, they arrived at the beach.

Amber was overjoyed, bouncing around on the sand.

Meanwhile, Eula went all in.

Every swing of her sword was precise and fluid. Her strikes didn't lose an ounce of speed or power, fully showcasing her strength.

"Not bad. You've improved a lot. Practicing on your own while I was away?" Elliot asked.

"Yes, teacher."

"Eula's amazing! Grandpa, I want to learn too! Teach me, teach me!"

Clearly, Eula's performance had sparked Amber's interest.

"Alright, alright. We'll all learn together."

"I'll teach you in a bit, okay?"

Elliot couldn't help but give in to the little troublemaker.

After brushing her off, he turned to Eula. "Let's take a break."

"Yes, teacher."

During breaks, Eula would perform her family's ceremonial dance.

The Dance of Sacrifice.

A noble ritual created to express aristocratic dignity.

It was considered the crystallization of the soul, the most dazzling gem atop a scepter.

Long before the old aristocracy's bloody rule over Mondstadt, the great noble houses had collaborated to create the Dance of Sacrifice.

The third act, a solo representing the Lawrence family, was called "Shimmering Candlelight." It was the dance's most critical centerpiece.

Only those of noble birth could perform it—typically the family's eldest daughter.

Eula had trained in it since she was young. Compared to her stifling academic lessons, this was the only reprieve in her childhood.

Whenever she had a break, she would dance—elegant, beautiful, and full of grace—to unwind.

The first time Elliot saw it, he had been stunned by its elegance.

Now, Amber was seeing it for the first time—and her reaction said it all.

Eyes wide, frozen in place, her gaze sparkled.

That was the state Amber was in.

When the graceful dance ended, she still hadn't snapped out of it.

"Eula."

"Yes, teacher?"

"Have you ever thought about combining the Favonius Sword Technique I taught you… with your Dance of Sacrifice?"

Eula paused in surprise, then fell into thought.

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