OHDOM VOL 2 Genshin Impact Arc 001-015 (Patreon)

OHDOM VOL 2 001-015

01: Your Dominator is Coming!

At that time, Angel was filled with pressure about the future. The extremely powerful Kevin and the bottomless Finality.

The obstacles blocking her path to world domination appeared too heavy, so she had to seek more avenues for ascension.

To this end, the lucky Angels, envied for their gacha card drawing and obtaining gold due to their immense luck, were excluded by the group and forced to drift in the Sea of Quanta.

Since this Angel team had an average of European Emperor seals per capita, perhaps we could figuratively call them the Navy SEALs.

The Navy SEALs plunged into the boundless quantum void and soon parted ways to explore their own paths.

After that, they maintained intermittent contact with each other through the resonance of the Herrscher core.

"Damn! I encountered the quantum tide and was about to be swept away... sizzle..."

"Wow, sisters, look at what I found! It's a wild Bubble World! Let me just... sizzle..."

Some Angels unknowingly lost their signals.

As time passed, the protagonist of this story, Angel eventually lost all contact signals.

It's hard to say whether it's because everyone is too far away or because there’s no one else left except her. She can only wish all the SEALs good luck.

So, except for the faint connection with the Domination Theater, our protagonist Angel was left alone and helpless.

Just drifting like this, eventually, one day, she encountered a strange world.

"Friends, this is a gamble!"

Angel's eyes flickered as she began to rub her hands together.

After all, the Domination Theater was far in the distance, and it cost a lot to send a message back. If this world held no value, then the cost of sending a message would be wasted. She had to take a look first to gauge the worth of this world, then decide whether to contact the theater.

Angel didn’t hesitate much and plunged into this different world.

"Strange, why is it so narrow? Hiss... Your sky is a bit fake, and the structure is weird, my friend from the other world."

Angel muttered as soon as she arrived.

In her brief experience, Angel saw a small world, a false sky, and a chaotic space structure with scattered energy components. This puzzled Angel.

At the same time, an instinctive sense of crisis suddenly sounded sharply.

"Slip!"

Angel didn’t know where the crisis was coming from, but she planned to play it safe.

This kind of strange world must have some value, which should justify the cost of sending a message to the Theater of Domination.

Angel decided to withdraw first, and sent coordinate information and a request for help to the Domination Theater. She would wait for support from headquarters, then explore this alien world more cautiously.

Just as she reached the world barrier, the enemy appeared.

"Uh, let me explain, although I came uninvited, I have no ill intentions."

"Outsider, your journey ends here!"

"Listen to my explanation..."

"There is still justice, outsider, you have no way to go!"

The figure that appeared was cloaked in light.

Their true form could not be seen, but their energy and presence were strong, suggesting that they weren't an easy opponent.

Angel rubbed her hands and tried hard to force a simple, harmless, and humble expression. "Well, I still want to explain... Damn, you have no martial ethics!"

The other side immediately unleashed a blast of energy.

Fight? Forget it—this is their home turf, and she can use less of her Honkai energy. It’s better to run away first.

Then came a thrilling pursuit, with Angel fleeing, unable to escape even with wings.

To protect herself, Angel had to fight this strange local while running.

Angel wanted to conserve her strength and fight passively, but the enemy relentlessly pursued her.

"You’re going to hit me seriously again!"

"Stop, stop, can’t I surrender?"

"Wait, why are you sucking my energy!?"

Angel felt that her European Emperor luck was failing her.

The entity chasing her relentlessly was strange—full of energy like a Herrscher connected to an imaginary portal, and rapidly absorbing the collapse energy stored by Angel.

If this continues, she feared she would be drained dry.

"I’ll fight you!"

Angel simply stopped running and roared back.

"Boom!!!"

A violent energy collision shook the surrounding space to the brink of destruction.

Angel was at a disadvantage, quickly retreating, but her hands still gathered energy, emitting endless light.

"Come and try the unique skills passed down for 50,000 years in Mount Taixu, Taixuan——"

While Heavenly Principle remained on high alert, the special effects on Angel’s hands grew more intense. However, they didn’t make a move and only retreated farther.

"Despicable outsider!"

Heavenly Principle finally reacted and angrily gave chase.

At this moment, the corners of Angel’s mouth curled into a sly smile.

"Eminence!"

Angel whispered, and magnificent Edge of Taixuan energy erupted, instantly reaching Heavenly Principle.

"Boom!!!"

Eminence pierced through Heavenly Principle's body.

Exhausted, Angel did not intend to pursue but instead took the opportunity to crash into the world barrier.

The energy she carried was only that of an average Herrscher, and much of it had been expended.

Continuing to consume it would be risky.

First, she would head outside and get reinforcements from the Domination Theater, then consider whether or not to take revenge.

There was no reason to insist on it—momentary impulse wasn’t worth it.

Survival was the victory.

Then, the disabled yet strong-willed Heavenly Principle stood in front of the world barrier again, with a flash of light on their body.

"...Let me confirm—there should be no hatred between us, right?"

"Foreign God, stop here!"

The false sky was both a confinement and protection. Before Teyvat grew enough to cross this layer of sky, it was the Heavenly Principle's responsibility to block all internal and external threats.

Therefore, they must stop Angel. Angel didn’t understand them, but she understood the other party's attitude.

As her desire to escape faded, Angel’s expression grew cold.

"So, you don’t plan to let me go?"

"Foreign God, stop here!"

"Are you a repeater? But let me remind you first, I’m not a pushover. Be prepared."

Angel grinned, and the aura around her became sinister.

This body had many things stitched together, including warriors, Chiyou's devouring talent, and fragments of various Herrscher powers. It could be called a degraded version of Finality.

Since she was not allowed to leave, Angel had to give it a try.

At worst, she would die here, and her memory would return to the Domination Theater. As long as the Domination Theater still existed, no Angel was afraid of death.

The four eyes met, and a battle of gods began.

...

A few hours later:

"Where is the Domination Theater? Where is the headquarters? Please save them! God, ****!"

"Ah!!"

"Bang!!!"

The meteor fell into a grassland, stirring up dust all around.

"Puff!"

Angel pulled her head out of the deep pit, spat out a mouthful of mud, then raised her hand and gave the sky an international friendly gesture.

Then, she slipped away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When the Herrscher of Dominance wants to hide their identity, unless they set up bait like Otto, it will be difficult to find them even if you turn the whole world upside down.

...

A few days later, Mondstadt, Cat's Tail Tavern.

The elegant and slender boss, Margaret, sat upright in the boss's chair, stroking her beloved black cat. She looked up and down at the slightly restrained, delicate, and cute blonde girl in front of her.

"So, you want to apply for a job as a tavern employee?"

"Yes, please take me in and give me a meal."

"Can you make a drink?"

"...I’m really good at it!"

The girl rubbed her hands nervously, her eyes wandering, hesitating for a moment before responding loudly.

It was obviously a lie.

And it was clear she wasn’t good at lying.

Margaret smiled with interest.

"Make me a drink and try it."

"Sorry, I can't!"

The girl bowed decisively at a 90-degree angle.

"But I learn things very quickly!"

She added confidently.

Margaret found it very amusing and giggled, shaking with joy. "Okay, okay, I was just kidding. Although we’re always short on good bartenders, I’m actually hiring waiters this time. It’s enough to be able to serve drinks, do math, and get along well with cats."

"No problem with me, please hire me, boss!"

"I'm willing to hire you. You know, it's not easy to find a cute kid who’s willing to work in a tavern in Mondstadt. But let’s make the conditions clear first. The base salary for one month of internship is this amount, and it will increase to this amount after becoming a regular employee. There will also be a salary increase once a year based on performance. In addition to the commission bonus based on sales, roughly speaking, you should be able to earn this amount after becoming a regular employee."

Margaret compared several numbers one after another.

Angel swallowed her saliva and nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Margaret was amused again and said. "Do you have any more questions?"

"Yes. Boss, do you know where any long bench nearby is more comfortable?"

"Huh? Why are you asking this?"

"I'm going there to spend the night."

Angel crossed her fingers and said with a red face.

Margaret’s smile froze.

"You have no place to stay?"

"Well, I just came to Mondstadt, and I don’t have any Mora."

"...There’s a suite in the tavern for some guests who drink too much late at night and need to stay overnight. If you don’t mind the simple conditions, you can stay there for a few days until you find a place to live."

"Boss Margaret, you are a good person!"

Angel was moved and held Margaret’s hand.

Soft and smooth, it was as beautiful as the real person.

Margaret shook her head with a smile, then thought for a moment before taking out a small bag of Mora from her arms. "This is only for emergencies; you can’t stay for too long."

"Yeah."

"Hey, I’ll give you an advance on your salary. You can go to the grocery store to buy some daily necessities and have a full meal. Come to work in the afternoon... Hey, wait, you won’t take the Mora and run away, right?"

"No, boss, I’m already devoted to you!"

Angel’s eyes were focused on the small bag of Mora, which spun around with Margaret’s movements.

Margaret thought it was amusing. She shook it a few more times before gently putting it into Angel’s hand.

"Go, be careful."

"Thank you, boss!"

Angel took the Mora and looked at Margaret gratefully with her big, shining eyes.

In this way, Angel got her first identity in Teyvat, fully prepared and without any flaws.

‘Hehehe, Teyvat, your ruler is here~~’

"La la la ♫~~"

Angel walked happily down the road, jumping and skipping with a bright and lovely smile on her face. Her golden hair seemed to shine brightly as she moved, making passers-by look back uncontrollably.

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2: Scared Angel to Death

"Oh my god, I was so scared!"

Late at night, in the guest room of Margaret Tavern, Angel sat on the bed. Her slender white legs swaying as she patted her chest with lingering fear.

She was reviewing her gains and losses.

She knew where this world was.

Originally, it was called the Darkness.

Unfortunately, she hadn’t played it much, so she only had a general impression—like Yoimiya, her wife.

But the plot wasn’t important; what was important was that the previous battle had been too thrilling.

"If I continue to fight, my energy can only last for a few days and nights, and then... I’ll have to activate the backup hidden energy!"

Angel shrank her neck timidly.

You have to understand that this was a distant world, she was almost cut off from all support.

And except for the first battle with Kiana, Angel had never fought a battle without preparation and support.

In a different world, without backup and fighting against a local god who relies on local resources is very dangerous.

What’s more, it’s not worth it at all. Even if she were to defeat Heavenly Principle, what could she gain from it?

So, Angel was really scared to death.

Fortunately, Heavenly Principle's strength wasn’t too far beyond the standard, and she had managed to escape successfully.

Angel frowned and muttered, "Although I tried to fight as efficiently as possible, that guy kept absorbing and trying to seal my energy. The consumption of Honkai energy was still beyond expectations. But then again, does that guy have Honkai energy adaptability? She was just absorbing my Honkai energy like this?"

Angel tilted her head in confusion.

Angel was a Herrscher, so, of course, she used Honkai energy as normal energy.

But for other life forms, Honkai energy is highly toxic. As little as a touch could leave you in the late stages of terminal illness at best, or dead on the spot at worst. Even the Valkyries with stigmata only have a certain resistance to Honkai energy, and they still risk infection and death when the concentration is too high.

The pure Honkai energy that Heavenly Principle had extracted from Angel was pure. Angel didn’t think that Heavenly Principle's level could surpass Finality.

So, could they withstand the erosion of Honkai energy? Or could they develop a countermeasure before being killed by the Honkai energy?

This was probably a question mark.

"I hope everyone is OK, Aimen~~"

Angel looked up at the ceiling and made a cross prayer gesture.

Then she raised her hand, and a spherical subspace appeared, imprisoning a ball of white energy.

Heavenly Principle absorbed Angel’s Honkai energy, and Angel certainly didn’t want to suffer in vain. So, in the final battle, Angel took advantage of the situation to tear off a large piece of the opponent's body and turned it into this ball of pure energy. This was called reciprocity, which was very reasonable.

"So, how should this thing be used?"

Angel touched her chin and thought about it, troubled.

...

"Uh——"

"Heavenly Principle? Phanes!?"

The Sustainer stood at the edge of Celestia, her eyes tightening.

When the previous battle started, the Sustainer thought that it was the Heavenly Principles who was taking action personally, and she had no qualifications or necessity to intervene.

However, the battle grew more intense. When the Sustainer noticed something was wrong and wanted to rush over to join the fight, the battle stopped abruptly.

It can only be said that Angel's strategy of stability makes sense. The opponent was fighting at their home ground where they not only had a sufficient energy supply but also reinforcements at any time.

If she insisted on fighting aggressively, the trouble would only grow bigger.

The Sustainer failed to catch up with the battle and then lost contact with Heavenly Principle, so she could only wait anxiously and helplessly on Celestia.

Now, she had finally received a response from the Heavenly Principles, but she didn’t expect the transmitted signal to be weak, a groaning signal of enduring pain.

"Heavenly Principle, how are you? I'll help you."

"Weak... overcome... isolate... don’t come over!"

"Then I'll increase the search and catch that outsider."

"No! They are... destruction... guide... the tentacles of darkness! Unless they break away from the sky... and brings destruction... do not approach them!"

The signal was cut off.

The Sustainer stood high in the sky, her expression cold, and a trace of confusion in her eyes.

The Heavenly Principles meant that they were in big trouble and needed to isolate themselves to prevent the spread of harm and figure out how to overcome it on their own.

At the same time, they warned all Sustainers not to approach the dangerous outsider to avoid triggering even greater danger.

This was an unimaginable situation for the Sustainer

The False Sky had protected Teyvat for thousands of years, and Thw Heavenly Principles had always handled all threats calmly. The last time there was such an embarrassment was during the original war, long before history. At that time, the terrain of Teyvat was completely changed, and civilization on the ground was destroyed and reborn.

What would be the final impact this time?

The Sustainer stared blankly at the sky and suddenly felt that the wind felt a little colder.

Who exactly is this outsider?

…

"Honkai, omnipotent."

Angel held the imprisoned energy of the law of nature and murmured thoughtfully.

Theoretically, Honkai energy can be converted into most of the energy in the Imaginary Tree and Sea of Quanta categories.

However, this requires research and precise technical means to achieve.

Now, Angel had the rice, but no suitable kitchen utensils. Making it difficult to deal with.

"The first goal is to understand the energy system of this world."

"The second goal is to study the principles and effects of the False Sky. This thing should also be of great use to my world."

"The third goal is to find a safe way to leave without being besieged by local gods."

Angel wrote down several rough goals in a small notebook.

Each goal was divided into detailed requirements and steps.

Finally, all routes converged on two core needs.

"Knowledge, and intelligence."

Angel looked at the notebook and continued to think. Basic knowledge and intelligence were easy to understand, but when you delve deeper, you inevitably encounter the taboos of this world.

To get something like that, one still needed enough identity and power, right?

"Stay calm, don’t waste time. Even the most powerful Villain Boss needs to develop slowly. If you die, you can only return with your memories. It’s unknown how long it will take to run all the way from the original world. So, you must use this limited life to explore as much as possible, so that you won’t lose… Of course, it would be better if you can go back alive."

Some people choose her because she doesn’t want to die. She’s not afraid of death, but death is very painful.

Initial Villain Boss Angel took back the ball of natural energy and sighed.

Then she lay down, covered herself with a small quilt, and slept for the first time in this world.

...

The next day, she got up, made the bed, and cleaned the store.

The Cat's Tail Tavern usually opened in the afternoon and stayed open until late at night, so mornings were not working hours.

But as a loyal employee of Margaret, Angel had to contribute to the store's business.

After cleaning the store for two hours, Angel went out to look for information.

She chatted with various people on the way, helped the flower shop owner arrange flowers, carried a basket for an old lady passing by, pointed the way for a child looking for a cat, and walked around most of the city.

Just when Angel decided to go back to work, a red figure flying in the sky caught her attention.

"Hey! The unlicensed flying knight in the sky, you violated the rules."

"Eh? Ouch!"

Amber panicked, her body tilted, and she fell from between the buildings.

But there was no expected pain—she landed in a small embrace with a sweet scent.

"Eh?"

"Please come down."

Angel raised her hands, supporting Amber's hips and soft waist, but her legs were shaking uncontrollably, as if they were about to collapse at any moment.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry!"

Amber hurriedly got down to the ground. Then she fumbled around and took out the recently detained flying license.

"I have the license, look!"

"But you're going to lose it now. You violated the rules and flew in the city. I'm going to report you to the Knights."

"No, I just got it back… ah, no, put that aside for now. Are you hurt? I fell from a very high place. Are you hurt anywhere? I'll take you to find Barbara!" Amber hurriedly looked around Angel.

The slender body and weak breath looked like an expensive and fragile luxury doll.

Amber’s heart tightened. She would rather get hurt herself than implicate innocent citizens, not to mention such a cute child.

Angel stretched out her hand seriously, put her hands on her hips, and said proudly.

"I'm not injured, I'm super strong!"

"Really? Don't be stubborn, don't worry, I'll pay for the treatment. After all, it's my fault."

"I told you it's okay, although your buttocks and thighs are very thick, and the weight is not light, but I'm also a strong man who has been trained for a long time. Besides, I still have to go to work, so I don’t have time to delay. I asked you to come down mainly to ask a question: where can I take the Glider license exam?"

"Well, you just need to apply to the Knights. It happens that I also have a related job. You fill out this form, and then I will help you arrange it… Wait, what do you mean by thick meat? I'm not fat, I have a standard body shape!"

Amber handed over the application form enthusiastically, and then reacted, instinctively defending her body shape. Her little face flushed, pretending to be calm, but in her heart, she was wondering if she had eaten too much and exercised less recently.

"Standard body type?"

Angel murmured in doubt when she heard this. Then she looked up and down at Amber's figure.

She was indeed thin-waisted and plump-hipped. In the holy area between her shorts and stockings, her snow-white and plump thighs were exposed—just by looking at it, she knew it must feel great.

Amber puffed out her chest, tucked in her stomach, and lifted her hips, waiting for Angel’s evaluation.

After a while, Angel rummaged around in her pocket, handed out a flyer, and said very seriously. "Today's special offer at the Cat's Tail Tavern: the second glass of cider is half price, and unlimited cat caressing service is included. Check it out."

"..."

Amber watched Angel turn and walk away, holding the tavern flyer in one hand and Angel’s exam application form in the other.

She couldn’t figure it out for a moment and tilted her head blankly.

Who am I?

What am I doing here?

What are these things in my hands?

Oh, it’s a tavern flyer.

Well, let's invite Eula to have a drink together this afternoon.

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03: Super Learning Ability

"I'm Diona Kätzlein! You're the new employee from yesterday, right? It's our first time meeting. Welcome, welcome!"

"It's an honor to meet you, Diona-senpai."

Facing the petite, pink-haired, blue-eyed spotted cat girl, Angel bowed solemnly and extended her hand, full of respect.

Diona was stunned for a moment.

"You... you called me, senpai?"

"Yes, Diona-senpai. It's nice to meet you, Diona-senpai. Please give me more advice, Diona-senpai."

With the words "senpai," Diona's little girl vanity was satisfied like never before.

The cat girl grinned, revealing a simple and lovely smile.

"Welcome, welcome. I'm glad to meet you, Angel."

"I've cleaned the stool you use to mix drinks very well. You can stand on it even if you take off your shoes. Shall we start working now?"

"Uh... I can't take off my shoes. What if there's a smell?"

"Do your feet smell?"

"No, they don't! I mean, it's rude to customers! Okay, it's time to open the store!"

Diona glared at Angel unhappily, then jumped onto the stool and put on a serious business expression.

Angel looked at the boots under Diona's slender calves with regret.

How could it be rude?

A cute little kitten girl stands on a stool with bare feet, or simply wears only white socks, mixing drinks. This is the highest etiquette for both customers and employees!

Diona's tail suddenly lifted, and her hair stood up. She looked around vigilantly and found that there was only Angel who was opening the door, the bartender, and the lazy cats in the store.

"?"

Diona scratched her face in confusion and waited.

Fortunately, in Mondstadt, the capital of drunkards, customers soon arrived.

Diona was busy mixing drinks and ignored the alertness at this moment.

"Hey, you are the new waiter at the Cat's Tail Tavern. I haven't seen you before."

"I am Angel, the most loyal confidant of Boss Margaret. Please give me your advice."

"Confidant? Haha, interesting term. Another drink!"

"As you wish."

A cute little waiter has just arrived at the Cat's Tail Tavern, with a serious temper but very interesting. This impression quickly became embedded in the minds of the drinkers. It will surely become a new topic of conversation on the streets soon.

No special reason is needed; cuteness is enough.

Angel entertained the guests with ease, and during the intervals, she stayed by the counter and stared closely at Diona's cocktail mixing movements.

With the unique sensitivity of cat people, Diona felt extremely uncomfortable with these kinds of eyes.

"Ah!"

One careless move, a mistake. Diona turned around and glared at Angel angrily.

Then, she poured out the wine with the mood of dealing with waste wine.

A customer couldn't wait to take it.

"Hey, wait, that's..."

"Hmm! Delicious! This sweet smell, sweet aftertaste, and the freshness that I haven't experienced before! Diona, you are really a genius! Another glass!"

"... Dead drunkards, I'll stuff drinks to your throat to death!" Diona jumped a few times on the small stool angrily.

Then, with a stinky face, she continued to mix drinks for them.

After Diona finished processing the customer's order, she happened to find Angel still watching beside her, so she said unhappily. "What are you looking at?"

"Watching Senpai's operation and learning to mix drinks."

"Huh? What's there to learn? Wine is not a good thing!"

"I don't have any relatives in this world."

Angel suddenly jumped to the topic of great importance and said expressionlessly.

Diona's unhappy expression froze.

"Uh..."

"I don't have a home or friends."

"Well..."

"It was Boss Margaret who took me in, so I want to repay her. The only thing I can do to help her is to run this pub well, expand the boss's power, and gather wealth. And all this starts with learning how to mix cocktails."

Although the latter part of the words had a bit of underworld elements and a lot of complaints, the explanation of her background softened Diona's heart.

"...Or, I will teach you a few basic moves first?"

"Okay, Diona-senpai. Thank you, Diona-senpai."

"Don't be so polite. We are all colleagues, and we will work together in the future." Diona smiled.

However, mixing cocktails is not something that is so easy to learn, and the basic moves may take a long time to practice.

So with good intentions, Diona took the wine pot and turned it in her hands.

Ten minutes later, Diona's cat pupils stood up, and she tilted her head blankly.

"Huh?"

"Senpai, how did I do?"

Angel swung the spare wine jug and threw it upward.

The wine jug fell behind her, and then she stuck out her round little butt and pushed it. The wine jug flew back in front of her and fell into Angel's hands.

Diona blinked and spoke blankly, "Well, if there is no tail, this backward throwing action can be omitted, and there is no need to use sticking out the butt to replace it... Hey, wait, you really haven't learned to mix drinks before?"

"No. But I have a strong learning ability."

"This is not a problem of learning ability at all! Are you sure that you haven't learned it?"

"I am sure that I haven't."

Angel held the wine jug and skillfully turned it in her hand, replying expressionlessly.

Diona was silent for a moment.

The composition of the Teyvat continent is very complex, and there are all kinds of magical creatures.

So, it is not unacceptable to have an extremely strong learning ability.

"The action is just the basics. The important thing is the recipe and timing. It takes time and talent to achieve results. I'll give you a recipe that I use frequently recently. Try making a few cups."

Although that recipe was actually made up.

Diona was blessed, so even though she always made cocktails with the intention of making drunkards spit out overnight meals, she would still accidentally make the best taste.

'Hey, wait, if she makes bad drinks according to my recipe, and then I learn how to do it, then... I can hit Mondstadt's Winery! ?'

Diona looked forward to it and watched Angel start to operate.

After a fancy cocktail-mixing action, Angel poured out two glasses of clear drinks.

"Good~~"

There was a cheer from the side, followed by clapping.

Angel and Diona turned their heads together and saw the familiar Red Knight.

"So you are the bartender of Cat's Tail Tavern! I am Amber, the Outrider Knight of the Knights of Favonius, whom you met at noon. Do you remember me? Hehe, I didn't have time to introduce myself at that time. It's nice to meet you."

Amber waved enthusiastically and pointed to the blue knight with plump and attractive long legs beside her.

"This is my best friend, Eula, the Spindrift Knight of the Knights of Favonius!"

Angel blinked, and her eyes froze for a moment on the sacred area of Amber's thighs and Eula's long legs and thin waist.

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04: Cat's Half Life

Before the Red and Blue Knights could notice anything was wrong, Angel turned away her prying eyes and spoke calmly.

"Welcome. Today's promotion is half price for the second drink. Please enjoy."

"Wait, there’s no need for half price for the second drink. This is Angel's first time trying to make cocktails today. If you are willing to help her taste and give her some suggestions, I can make the decision to waive your bill today."

As the golden egg of the Cat's Tail Tavern, Diona still has this power. She looked at Amber and Eula expectantly.

Amber laughed. "Really? Then we’re just in time. Eula, what do you think?"

"Humph! You’re actually letting me be the test subject for the new bartender. I will remember this grudge. But it’s okay, it’s okay."

Eula crossed her arms and said she would remember the grudge, but the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Then, the few people saw Angel take out a notebook and write something on it silently.

Amber asked curiously.

"What are you writing, Angel?"

"Today, A stranger suddenly held a grudge against me whom I met for the first time. I will record this grudge." Angel replied expressionlessly, her eyes full of seriousness.

Eula’s deliberately arrogant expression froze.

Amber laughed quickly.

"It’s not like that! It’s just a habit of speaking, just a habit of speaking! Eula is a very good person, I promise you with my knight’s personality!"

"..."

Eula was embarrassed and at a loss.

She wanted to reject it instinctively, but Amber’s friendship which she guaranteed with her personality was indeed touching.

Angel’s mouth curled up.

"Just kidding. I'm glad to meet you two. So, do you want to drink?"

Angel pushed two glasses of wine over with a faint smile on her lips.

Amber smiled, but Eula hesitated.

"Don’t you know I am..."

"Lawrence? According to the information I’ve heard, if you were willing to leave Mondstadt, you should have become a great figure with your skills, right? I don’t judge the old history of Mond, but you’re still willing to serve the Knights and become the captain of the 'Guerrilla Squad'. I think this explains a lot. Besides, Amber is a good person, and I am not from Mond."

"You’re not from Mond?"

"... Let’s drink."

Angel pushed the drink forward a little, looking unwilling to talk more.

Amber and Eula looked at each other and tactfully did not ask any more questions, but each picked up a glass and tasted it.

After a moment, Amber raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise. Eula looked immersed in savoring and thinking carefully.

Angel asked:

"How is it?"

"I think it tastes good!"

"Compared to Diona’s, it’s a little bitter and lacks layers. It may be because the mixing time is too long, or the ratio of alcohol to water is wrong. But overall, it’s very good. The senior bartenders at other taverns are only at this level."

Amber simply said it was good, and Eula’s evaluation was obviously quite professional. This is the so-called aristocratic quality, right?

Angel nodded thoughtfully.

And Diona’s tail and ears drooped.

"The ratio I made up randomly can really work? Isn’t that..."

Isn’t it one step further away from defeating Mond’s wine industry!

Angel wrote down these comments and said:

"I’ll make you grilled fish. Diona-senpai will buy you drinks, and I’ll buy you side dishes."

Angel went to the back kitchen, and after a while, the aroma of grilled fish filled the entire tavern.

All the drinkers couldn’t help but look at the back kitchen.

Soon, Angel brought out the roasted fish with a fragrant aroma and placed it next to Amber and Eula.

"Gudong!" × N

Countless people couldn’t help swallowing their saliva.

Especially Diona. Her cat eyes widened, and crystal tears couldn’t help but overflow from the corners of her eyes.

Amber and Eula each picked up a skewer of roasted fish and put it in their mouths.

"Hmm~~" ×2

The two of them lit up at the same time.

"Angel, don’t be a bartender, be a chef! I think your cooking skills are the same as Diona’s bartending level!"

Amber couldn’t help but give a very high evaluation.

Eula also nodded in approval.

"Be a chef?"

Angel touched her chin and thought about it.

"Please give me one serving of that roasted fish."

"I want one too!"

"Me too, I want two servings!"

Angel suddenly got a new job.

But she was doing things for others. Boss Margaret was willing to give Mora in advance the first time they met. Although she believed that the Knights could recover it, she was really open-minded, and Angel had to return the favor.

Angel began to take over the kitchen and received a lot of praise in her subsequent work.

After a busy period, Angel took advantage of her free time to find Amber and said.

"Excuse me, about my license test?"

"Oh, I’ve registered for you and it’ll be ready soon. So when will you have time to take the test later?"

"The Cat’s Tail Tavern has a shift system, and my next vacation will be in five days."

"I see. If it’s five days later, hey, then I can be your examiner. Don’t worry, the test is very simple, and I’ll take good care of you!"

Amber’s eyes lit up and she gave Angel a thumbs up.

Angel nodded.

"Thank you first, I’ll make you another grilled fish. I have another question. I heard there’s a library in the Knights of Favonius where you can borrow books. What procedures are required?"

"Well, just register with the librarian, Miss Lisa, and get a library card. You don’t even need Mora. How about this: five days later, when you finish your exam, I’ll take you to the library. I’m familiar with Miss Lisa, so I’ll help you with it."

"I see. Is there anything else you want to eat? I’m good at cooking, not just grilled fish. But it’s limited to general dishes. I haven’t mastered Mondstadt cuisine yet."

"Really? Then I want grilled meat!"

Amber said.

After a while, Angel came back with the fragrant grilled meat.

So, the tavern was filled with requests for grilled meat.

It was a busy day like this until late at night.

During this period, Margaret came back halfway, and also officially announced the job adjustment of Angel’s specially hired cook. The working hours were reduced, and the salary was increased.

This made Angel hold Margaret’s hand very seriously, rub it carefully, and say loyally.

"I have been wandering for half my life, and I only regret that I have never met a wise master. Now that I meet the boss, it’s like seeing the sun through the clouds. If Sister Margaret doesn’t abandon me, I am willing to do everything!"

"Hahaha! Why are you still using a set of words, and it’s still Liyue style? Good, good, work hard for me, Sister guarantees that you’ll get a promotion and a raise, and you’ll have a good life!"

Margaret pinched Angel’s face affectionately.

There was no way, it was too interesting, and Margaret couldn’t resist this kind of interesting little cutie.

Angel did this until the evening and then left before the tavern closed according to the latest adjusted working hours.

It’s not that she doesn’t want to be dedicated to her job, but there are still things to do.

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05: The Night Attack of the Dark Nun

At night, the moonlight fell on the dim city. The free Mondstadt was stained with a layer of sad yet beautiful colors.

Angel squatted in a dark corner of a high wall, wearing a black cloak, black eye mask, and face mask, like the most professional of underworld workers.

She restrained all her breath, blending into the shadows like a ghost. At the same time, she scanned the area and listened intently, capturing every movement on the dark streets.

As the clouds in the sky covered the moonlight, at the darkest moment, a figure ran into a small house silently. After a while, he left again just as silently, blending into the night of Mondstadt.

Angel followed behind him, always remaining hidden in the shadows.

After the figure left, Angel continued to crouch around the small house for a while before walking out of the darkness and approaching the door.

"Dong! Dongdong!"

Angel mimicked the knocking rhythm she had just heard.

Then, the door opened.

Angel walked in.

The small space was dim, with only a burning stove as a light source. It was a kitchen tool for heating wine and cooking soup, as well as burning paper and letters.

Behind the stove sat a man, his face also covered.

"Hey, business is good today. What do you want, little customer?"

"I want a copy of all the current rental information in Mondstadt."

"...Are you kidding me?"

"Do you have any?"

Angel deliberately lowered her voice, making it hard to tell if she was male or female. She sounded like a young boy, yet fearless.

The intelligence dealer stared at Angel with murderous intent for a while, then laughed.

"Haha! It seems you're a foreigner. Your trying to test my sources. No problem. I can give you rental information, from the most expensive to the cheapest houses. Guaranteed, it's complete and available. I’ll give it to you for 500,000 Mora, no bargaining."

He raised his hand, motioning for Angel to pay.

Angel remained silent for a moment, not taking out her definitely insufficient wallet, but instead asking. "Have you killed anyone?"

"Sorry, our store doesn't offer killer services. But if you want me to help contact someone... you'll have to pay extra."

"Just asking. Have you killed anyone?"

"You ask so many questions before paying. You're a rude customer. But since you're Barbatos’ guest, I’ll answer: I've killed people, good or bad, known or unknown, whenever necessary. What, do you have any special requests?"

The intelligence dealer slowly drew the short blade from behind him.

He sensed something was wrong and stared intently into Angel’s eyes, and tried to discern her intent and truth.

The pure, flawless purple eyes suddenly gleamed with a strange light in the firelight.

The intelligence dealer then sheathed the knife and sat back down, his eyes empty.

Angel shook her head, took out a notebook from her pocket, opened it to a chapter filled with questions, and said. "Now I’ll ask. You answer. Answer every question clearly and carefully, understand?"

"Okay, I know."

He replied mechanically.

Half an hour later, Angel finished taking the information. She tore off the pages with the questions and threw them into the stove, watching them burn. After that, Angel snapped her fingers.

"I just bought the rental information from you. After bargaining, the price we agreed on was 20,000 Mora. Though you were unhappy, you decided to sell it to me in the spirit of welcoming newcomers and the hope of doing big business in the future. That’s all that happened."

"Yes, I know... Huh? Go ahead and leave after you get the information. Don't delay my business. I thought a big customer had come, but it turned out to be a poor guy."

The intelligence dealer looked at her with disgust.

Angel tucked the notebook with the rental information back into her arms and walked out silently.

The night outside was growing darker. From the commercial street, no sound could be heard; most people must have already gone home to sleep.

"Ha~~"

Angel yawned, then hopped every two steps, happily heading toward the Cat's Tail Tavern.

As she passed by a tree with dense branches and leaves, Angel suddenly stopped and looked around suspiciously.

As though she hadn't found anything, she scratched her head in confusion.

But when she looked back, she accidentally glanced at the tree and met a cold, indifferent red eye.

"Who is it?!"

Angel immediately stepped back, then turned and ran.

"Swoosh!"

A purple figure fell from the sky, holding a spear, like a phantom in the night.

The landing motion made her bangs lift, revealing a pair of wine-red eyes that reflected a strange beauty under the moon.

She had blood-colored hair and wore a dark red nun’s headscarf, darker than blood. Purple fishnet stockings wrapped around her slender legs, and her posture—leaning over with a gun in hand—outlined a body curve that was enchanting, like a female leopard hunting at night: beautiful and seductive, yet extremely dangerous.

Rosalia stopped Angel’s advance, stood up, and pointed the tip of her spear at Angel’s nose.

"You shouldn’t be so sharp. After buying the intelligence, you should go home and sleep without looking back. Why cause trouble for yourself and increase my workload?"

"You... ah, Amber!"

Angel feigned a move to the east, pointing behind Rosalia, then dived into the alley next to her.

"Swish!"

Such trick couldn’t fool the battle-hardened Rosalia who threw her spear and blocked Angel’s escape.

Angel subconsciously looked back, only to see the non-mainstream sexy nun approaching, her hand with a silver metal claw reaching for Angel’s face.

"Bang!"

Angel blocked it, then took advantage of the impact to run in the opposite direction.

Rosalia clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, then chased after her.

The two clashed several times in the alley, fighting and chasing each other.

Rosalia noticed that the short person in black was good.

'They're fast and flexible, but their strength is average. And this fighting style...'

Rosalia couldn't help frowning while chasing.

There was no direct confrontation—escaping and self-protection were top priorities throughout the process. The occasional counterattacks were full of clever and insidious tactics. It reminded Rosalia of her childhood, when the old thief who took her in had taught her to fight this way.

"Are you a bandit?"

"I'm not one now!"

"You're not a thief when you're meeting with an illegal intelligence dealer late at night? Stop right there, in the name of the Anemo Archon Ba... Ba... Babatos!"

"Who are you then? Why are you chasing me?" Angel asked impatiently during the fight.

Rosalia didn’t answer, but seeing the alley coming to an end, she lost her patience.

She jumped to a high place by stepping on the walls on both sides. The tip of her spear began to condense cold air. As she did, the gem decoration with ice crystal patterns on her waist lit up.

"Vision... I surrender!"

Angel squatted down before being poked, raised her hands high, and shouted her surrender.

The tip of the spear stopped just in front of Angel’s forehead.

The sharp breath broke through Angel’s eye mask, revealing a delicate face full of fear. She looked young and fragile, shivering under the cold air of the spear tip.

Rosalia’s face softened, and her murderous intent dissipated.

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06: But There's a Compilation

"Name."

"Angel."

"Gender."

"Female."

"Age."

"Not sure... I'm not lying to you, I really don't know how old I am."

Angel knelt on the ground, her eyes sincere.

To be honest, as a Transmigrator who has lived two lives and a Herrscher of Dominance with many clones, it’s really difficult to calculate her age.

Rosaria didn’t think it was wrong. How could a child adopted by a bandit have a specific date of birth? Just like she didn’t know her own birthday or age, the specific information recorded in the Church of Favonius and the Knights of Favonius was estimated and filled in by Grand Master Varka.

"That’s 13... 15... um, let’s count it as 14."

Rosaria estimated the age based on her appearance, wrote it in her notebook, and continued to ask.

"Occupation."

"Specially hired chef at Cat’s Tail Tavern, the most loyal confidant of Boss Margaret!"

Angel knelt and proudly puffed out her chest.

Rosaria glanced at her.

"Why don’t you become a bandit?"

"..."

"I am Sister Rosaria of the Church of Favonius, and I’m also affiliated with the Knights of Favonius. You should understand what these two places represent in Mondstadt. You answer whatever I ask, and it’ll be good, understand?"

"The bandit group I was in before went to dig for treasure near Starsnatch Cliff and triggered the ruins mechanism. Everyone except me got buried inside. I had nowhere to go." Angel said with a blank expression, neither happy nor sad.

She didn’t lie.

She did stay in a bandit group that she met by chance for a few days, mainly to learn the language and characters to get some basic information. Later, the bandit group really got wiped out in the ruins. She didn’t do anything, but she didn’t find anyone worth saving.

So, every word was the truth.

Rosaria nodded in understanding.

"So the ruins of the collapsed Starsnatch Cliffs few days ago were caused by you? So, you lost your family... or your master?"

Children adopted by a bandit gang are nominally the family of the adopter, but in reality, they are like hounds raised by the adopter. They test traps, stop powerful enemies, and give everything for the interests and life of the adopter. This is the survival method for adopted children of thieves.

However, Rosaria still didn’t understand what the old bandit who adopted her was thinking.

Back then, she couldn’t bear the life of starving and freezing while doing hard labor, so she ran away from the thieves’ gang and was chased back. According to the rules of the bandit gang, she had to have a life-and-death duel with her "adoptive father." Only by killing the other party could she survive and return to the thieves' gang again.

The result was that she survived, and the old bandit died.

It was obviously impossible to have such an ending. The old bandit was very skilled and not too old to lift a knife. How could he be stabbed to death by a skinny little girl who was hungry and tired?

Rosaria still hadn’t figured it out.

‘Will a child who was picked up also become like a child for the adopter?’

Rosaria shook her head and pushed the inappropriate memories back into her heart. She looked at Angel with a wooden face again, but her eyes softened uncontrollably.

"Can I understand that you regard Margaret who took you in as your new master?"

"..."

"Don’t be silent. Do you want to consider joining the Church of Favonius? You’re quite suitable at this age. I remember Varka once said to a kid who looked like you that if you go to the church and cleanse yourself under the glory of the Archon, you can start over and live like an ordinary person—of course, the premise is that I verify that what you said is true and you haven’t done anything bad in this city yet."

The little devil she was talking about was naturally herself.

But at this point, Rosaria couldn’t help but slap her forehead again. She thought to herself, "Was I infected by the long-winded old man Varka? Why was she so talkative tonight?"

"Ahem! Let’s get back to the point. What did you do at that illegal intelligence dealer?"

"Buy intelligence."

"What intelligence?"

"Rental information. I just arrived and need to find the cheapest house, preferably close to the tavern for easy work."

Angel replied seriously, handing over her notebook where she had recorded the rental information.

Rosaria took a look at the scribbled, messy handwriting, which was clearly not from someone properly educated, and immediately believed in Angel’s origins.

If she wasn’t a hound raised by a bandit group, how could she be so ignorant of the rules of urban life? She was even so clumsy that she had to buy information from an intelligence dealer just to rent a house. It was a complete survival mode in the underworld.

"Just to buy this information? How much did it cost?"

"20,000 Mora."

"Well, the price is fair. It seems you are quite skilled in bargaining. However, do you know what kind of intelligence dealer this is?"

"...I only buy intelligence, not other things."

Rosalia shook her head as expected.

It was indeed the pure survival rule of the underworld: just pay the money and get the goods, without any extra curiosity.

"That’s the hideout of an illegal intelligence agency I’ve been watching it for several days, just to see how many restless mice will emerge after the Grand Master goes to war. Unfortunately, now you’ve become one of the little mice I marked."

"...will I go to jail? Or be executed on the spot?"

Angel suddenly became alert and reached behind her.

Rosalia raised her hand and gently threw a small leather bag.

"Are you looking for this? It’s not the main hidden weapon, but fine sand for blinding. It seems your inventory was also lost in the ruins. What a pity."

"..."

Angel lowered her head, her eyes losing their color, as if she had suddenly become a hollow, soulless wooden figure.

Rosalia’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly placed the leather bag in Angel's hand. After thinking for a moment, she fumbled around her body, then took out a lollipop and placed it in Angel’s hand.

Angel looked up in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

"It means it's not that serious! It's just a mark, not that you’re guilty. It’ll be fine after I verify that you’re not lying."

"Are you trying to trick me into relaxing, and then suddenly pierce my heart when I lose my vigilance?"

"...From now on, until I close this case, you are not allowed to step out of Mondstadt. In addition, you must go to the Favonius Cathedral to pray for at least ten minutes every morning at ten o'clock and every night at ten o'clock. I will arrange people to watch you. If you miss it once, I’ll assume you’re absconding for fear of crime. You can think about the consequences yourself. Also, if I need your assistance after this incident, you must serve me for free."

Rosalia set the terms in accordance with the underworld’s style.

Angel really relaxed, the dead color in her eyes faded, and she gradually became more lively. She nodded vigorously and said.

"I understand. I will do it."

"Good. Then go back to sleep. And eat the lollipop tomorrow. Children who eat too much sugar at night are prone to tooth decay."

Rosalia raised her hand, patted Angel's head, and disappeared.

Angel looked around, but couldn’t find Rosalia. She scratched her head, put the notebook, sandbag, and lollipop into her clothes, and got up to leave.

Angel walked safely into the Cat's Tail Tavern and went to bed, just like yesterday.

At the same time, on the roof opposite the Cat's Tail Tavern, Sister Rosalia sat lazily on the edge of the eaves and looked at the tavern door. She shook her long legs in fishnet stockings, with a slight smile on her lips.

"The Sin-Hunting Nun has such a warm side? Do you believe her so much?"

"Why don’t our mysterious and reliable Mr. ‘Dark Knight’ take action personally, rush in now, pull her out of bed, and torture her carefully?"

"...Humph!"

A low, cold snort came from the shadows.

The Dark Hero AKA Justice AKA Torch Hilichurl AKA Grandpa Diluc left unhappily.

Even the Dark Knight Hero couldn’t do what Rosalia had said.

If the other party had been a Fatui or Abyss Mage, Diluc certainly wouldn’t have been polite. But for a young girl, forget it. At most, he would just observe for a while.

Rosalia looked at the corner where the Dark Hero had disappeared and narrowed her eyes.

"Who is this character? A sick member of the Knights who stayed up late? A Fatui with other intentions? Or a Justice fanatic who is simply full and has nothing to do?"

Rosalia tried guessing the true identity of the Dark Knight Hero.

To be honest, a hero who guards justice in the dark night conflicted with Rosalia’s personality. And she really couldn’t trust the other party’s mystical style. If he didn’t have ulterior motives, why does he hide so much?

But then again, the Dark Hero hadn’t done anything wrong. Instead, he performed justice in the middle of the night, which was more like the Knight of Favonius than the serious Knight of Favonius.

In addition, after the Grand Master went to war, Mondstadt was indeed undercurrent. The appearance of the Dark Hero at this time benefited Mondstadt’s peace and stability.

Therefore, Rosalia didn’t want to conflict with this mystical messenger of justice, but she couldn’t fully trust him, so she was in a dilemma.

"Oh, forget it. Let's do it one by one. I don’t want to work overtime anymore~~"

Rosalia looked up, gazing at the moon with a look of despair, and then disappeared.

...

Inside the house, after confirming that all the peepers had disappeared, Angel lifted the quilt and sat up.

Raising her hand, frowning, a crystal-clear ice crystal appeared in her palm.

"This is the elemental power of the world of Teyvat?"

Angel touched her chin thoughtfully.

She carried a fragment of the power of reason. She could copy it when she saw it and understand it when she copied it. But because it was a fragment, it was limited to energy levels far lower than Angel's.

For example, the energy level of the Heavenly Principle was not low, so Angel could not copy their ability.

But Rosalia’s energy level was just right, so weak that it was like a drop of water in the ocean. Angel easily copied the method of using the elemental power of ice.

Angel clenched her hands, and the ice crystals used in the experiment disappeared without a trace.

Then she lay down and covered herself with the quilt again.

"What a pity. I remember that Visions are closely connected with Celestia. Maybe it is being remotely monitored by others. Otherwise, the Vision on Diona, Amber, and Eula could have been copied long ago. I don’t know how the Heavenly Principle camp plans to deal with me now? I still can’t expose myself. I have to make a few clones and let the clones do things, so I can feel at ease to show my fists and feet."

Then she pulled up the quilt, covered her head, and whimpered uncomfortably.

"Woo~~ But I have to use less Honkai energy. It’s such a waste to make clones!"

If Honkai energy wasn’t limited, she would have made eight or ten clones and buried them all over the world as the ultimate insurance. But it’s not possible in the isolated world of Teyvat. Energy is limited, and clones can only be useful ones.

To make a clone that can do big things, she had to allocate enough power to her, which would consume a considerable amount of Honkai energy.

If she didn’t allocate power, the clone would just be a weakling with only Angel's consciousness. Not to mention that it would be useless if it were divided out. If it died somewhere and dropped a Herrscher core, wouldn’t it be a clear provocation to the Heavenly Principles camp?

What if they couldn’t think straight and used some very expensive but powerful means?

That would be trouble for Angel.

"We still have to study it... We have to make clones, but wasting Honkai energy is not advisable. It should be feasible to use only Honkai energy to condense the Herrscher core, and then use the energy of this world to enrich the body, right? This way, the consumption is small, and the localization rate is high, which is not easy to arouse suspicion. Let’s do it!"

Angel made up her mind in the quilt.

Anyway, the harvest tonight was still good. The setting of the background had finally been officially implemented. Next, she just needed to go to the Favonius Cathedral for a few more days and wait for Rosalia to track everything. If she found that all the traces were indeed broken in that bandit group, everything would be settled.

"By the way, she actually invited me to join the Church? Should I take the opportunity to agree and get a Mondstadt organization certified by Bartobas?"

Although there was no plan in this regard for the time being.

But the nuns of the order have organizations!

Angel’s eyelids were heavy, and she fell asleep while thinking.

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007: Best Value for the Money House

"Respected Anemo Archon Ba... Ba... Bartobas! Please bless me... bless me... please give me money!"

"Respected Anemo Archon Bartobas, please give me money!"

The morning sun shone through the stained glass of the Favonius Cathedral, covering the entire church with gorgeous and beautiful colors that were not harmful to the eyes.

Barbara listened to the prayer of the blonde girl, and her originally pure and lovely smile almost faltered.

How could anyone in Mondstadt except Rosaria not remember the name of Lord Barbatos?

Praying is one thing, but what does it mean to say, "Please give me money"?

That's not how you pray!

As one of the most devout nuns in the Knights of Favonius, Barbara covered her face, then put on a gentle and friendly smile, and said to Angel in a clear and pleasant voice.

"Well, why did you ask the Archon to give you money? That's not how you pray."

"Huh?"

"I mean you can pray for something else. For example, you can pray for your family."

Barbara patiently explained.

Like herself, half of her daily prayers are about Jean. She prays for Grand Master Jean’s health. So that Jean works smoothly, and that Jean is happy, etc.

"I don't have any family in this world."

Angel blinked in confusion and looked at Barbara with a bewildered expression.

Barbara was shocked.

Then, she quickly put on an extremely friendly smile and continued.

"Well, why not pray for your friends? That’s also fine!"

"I don't have any friends either."

"Uh... um... that..."

"Ah! Got it! Dear Lord Bartobas, the God of Wind, please bless me to find a place to stay tonight! No leaks, the cheapest one will do!"

Angel placed her hands on her chest and looked up with bright eyes, as if every word she said was full of piety.

Barbara covered her heart and couldn’t help but take a step back.

'You don't even have a place to stay?'

The simple and kind Barbara couldn’t stand it.

It’s not unforgivable to pray to Lord Barbatos for Mora with such pitiful words.

As for calling the wrong archon’s name, as a loyal believer of Lord Barbatos, Barbara should have resolutely corrected this disrespectful mistake, but—she is so pitiful. Should she embarrass her with something like that?

Barbara covered her chest, looking at a loss.

At this time, Angel turned her head and showed a faint smile of gratitude.

"Thank you for teaching me to pray."

"Uh... I... that, you're welcome, you're welcome!"

"That’s great. After I came to Mondstadt, I met very good people, except for Rosalia."

"Eh? You know Rosalia? Wait, that name is not..."

Barbara was speechless for a moment, and then she suddenly realized that "as expected".

In all of Mondstadt, only that maverick nun would make up the name of the Anemo Archon like this!

Barbara put aside the inappropriate preaching to the girl who looked about the same age as herself and spoke with a friendly smile.

"Are you looking for a place to live? The cathedral is a place for Mondstadt people to pray and visit, so I meet many people every day. I know several landlords who are waiting for tenants. How about I introduce them to you?"

"I actually already have a goal. I prayed to Lord Bartobas, the Anemo Archon, mainly hoping that they will bless me to rent it smoothly. If I can bargain smoothly, that would be even better."

"Is that so? Where is the house? Maybe I know the landlord and can help you put in a good word."

Hearing the blasphemous name again, Barbara raised her eyebrows. But she still put helping those in need first and did not preach at this time.

Besides, it can’t be blamed on Angel, but on Rosaria who misled the person.

In the end, it was the fault of the Church of Favonius.

Angel took out the notebook and turned the paper with the target in mind to show her.

Barbara blinked as she looked at the slightly immature handwriting.

"So it's here. Indeed, it may be the most cost-effective house in Mondstadt."

Barbara sighed helplessly.

The house is nice and not far from the commercial street, but no one has rented it all year round.

The reason is very simple.

Eula lives next door.

The house next door is not the property of the Lawrence family, but the house that Eula bought after she fell out with her family.

Although Eula has done well in the Knights and even became the captain of the Reconnaissance Company, her reputation in Mondstadt has changed a bit. Although Eula often performs missions outside, she usually only lives there half of the time.

But for historical reasons, Mondstadt people will always subconsciously stay away from members of the Lawrence family.

Friends like Amber don’t care about this. The problem is that they all have a place to live and don’t need to rent a house.

Over time, the small house next to Eula became empty. The owner had to lower the price, waiting for a lucky person who didn’t care about the shackles of Lawrence’s history to move in.

"Of course, I spent the whole morning looking for it before I chose it. It’s cheap and good."

"Well... your neighbor is Eula, the Spindrift Knight of the Knights of Favonius. In short, please don’t care about the background of this knight. She is a good person, even Captain Jean recognizes her. So, I hope you can move in smoothly. Also, if you encounter any trouble in the middle, you can come to the church to find me. I’m always here."

"Thank you, you are a good person."

Angel looked at Barbara sincerely.

Barbara returned the notebook.

"I also pray to Lord Barbatos, the Anemo Archon, and hope that everything will go well for you and that you can live a stable and happy life as soon as possible."

"Well, pray to Lord Bartobas, the Anemo Archon!"

Angel prayed again.

The smile on Barbara’s face froze again.

But Angel had already gathered her things, so she left the church quickly.

Barbara looked at the figure going away outside the door and shook her head helplessly.

"I must correct her next time. Lord Barbatos, you are so tolerant and kind, please don’t mind her momentary mistake. Please bless her and let her bathe in the glory of the Anemo Archon." Barbara prayed devoutly.

After that, she planned to continue communicating with believers in the church.

But when she passed a beam, she caught a glimpse of the unique figure standing behind the pillar.

"Rosalia!"

"Huh? It's Barbara, what’s the matter? By the way, I came to pray today, so don’t bother me with prayers for no reason. You just rarely meet me to pray, it doesn’t mean that I don’t pray on time."

"Rosalia, why did you teach her that wrong name of the Archon?"

"Huh?" Rosalia blinked in confusion.

"What’s the wrong name of Archon?"

"It’s Lord Barbatos, the Anemo Archon! Come, repeat after me, Lord Barbatos~~"

"Bar...Bar...Barbasto?"

"It’s Barbatos!"

Barbara pouted a little angrily.

Rosalia still had a lazy expression of confusion and repeated tentatively:

"Barbasto?"

"It’s Lord Barbatos!"

"Barbato?"

"It’s Bartoba...Uh, no, it’s...it’s..."

Barbara pointed at her fingers, her mind confused.

After a while, when she reacted, Rosalia had disappeared.

Barbara: "..."

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008: I'll Give You Money

Angel successfully rented her future residence, and the landlord was very straightforward.

Just as the intelligence had said, and as Barbara mentioned, the place was really cheap, and the quality of the house itself was good.

"Thanks to the blessing of the Anemo Archon Bartobas!"

"Angel, why are you here?"

Eula had just returned home and looked at the little cook in surprise.

Angel patted her chest proudly.

"From today, I’ll be living here!"

"You rented this place? I see, it’s not bad if it’s you."

Eula knew that the house next door couldn’t be rented out because of her. She had even thought about waiting for a while, and if no one was willing to live there, she might as well spend some money herself and ask Amber to rent it. It was impossible to rent it herself, as the other party would definitely raise the price or refuse outright.

Little did she know, this shortcoming that Mondstadt’s people avoided was exactly what Angel valued the most.

Who could resist the opportunity to be neighbors with an ice-cold, long-legged queen?

And after getting to know each other, you could gain the upper hand and take advantage of her at will.

Anyway, Angel couldn’t refuse. She had wandered through the Sea of Quanta and arrived in this world, only to be bullied by the local gods.

Now that she’d finally settled down, why not enjoy herself while doing things?

Eula who didn’t know Angel’s true nature felt relieved that the neighbor renting this place was one of the few people in Mondstadt who had no prejudice against her. Her mood improved unconsciously.

"Do you need help cleaning up? It's been empty for a while, so it may be dusty... Don’t get me wrong, I mean if you haven't finished cleaning up by midnight and disturb my sleep, then I will remember this grudge."

"But I don’t have Mora anymore."

Angel looked very hesitant. She took out an empty purse and shook it, but no clinking sound of Mora came from it. Then she displayed a lost look.

Eula couldn’t help laughing and said.

"No need for Mora. Amber will come to see me later. If we bring her along, the three of us should be able to finish it quickly."

"Then I’ll treat you to a meal later."

Eula smiled. She wanted to say it wasn’t necessary, but when she thought of Angel’s unforgettable cooking skills, she immediately looked forward to it.

"Okay. But it’s better to keep your word. If you forget, then..."

"I’ll remember this grudge!" Angel put her hands on her hips, adding for Eula.

Eula’s expression froze, and she was speechless for a while. She wanted to be angry, but when she saw Angel’s proud little face, her depressed mood turned into amusement. Her eyes softened unconsciously.

It happened that there was no one around, so the two simply sat down at the door of Angel’s house and started chatting.

After a while, Amber arrived and was pushed into Angel’s house by the two of them to join the cleaning efforts.

...

Ten o'clock in the evening.

Angel got off work and came to the church door as Rosaria had asked.

The church was closed.

Angel looked around in confusion for a while, then stood at the door and began to pray.

"Respected Anemo Archon Lord Bartobas, please give me money!"

She repeated this for ten minutes before turning back home.

In the blind spot beside her, Rosaria walked in the moonlight. She raised her hand, and scratched her head with her silver metal claw.

"I actually forgot that the church is not open at night. Should I tell her that the evening prayer is canceled?" Rosaria hesitated.

In theory, she should tell Angel to prevent her from making a wasted trip every night.

The problem was that, based on her own experience, that probably wouldn't have helped.

When Rosaria had first been brought to the church by Varka, she had surveyed the surrounding environment every day, looking for usable weapons and secretly hiding food in various places. She was always ready to deal with attacks and run away at a moment's notice.

Although it's a little funny to think about now, Rosaria could relate to the mindset of a bandit group escapee.

"Telling her now will only make her suspect that I have some new conspiracy, and she’ll be even more uneasy and unable to sleep, right?"

Rosaria shook her head and decided to forget it. At most, she’d give Angel a few more lollipops after the matter was over.

Rosaria took out a few lollipops she had brought with her for some reason, turned them around, and put them back.

"The results of the investigation point to the ruins. She’s been very honest in Mondstadt these last two days, so there shouldn't be any problems. If there were really any, how could she dare to rent the house next to Eula? Under the eyes of the Knights, no matter how I think about it... Well, anyway, let's observe for a few more days."

Rosaria then stood at the church door. She gradually clarified her judgments but still holding some doubts.

In contemplation, she lit a cigarette, and after smoking it, she merged into the darkness again, continuing to search for sin in Mondstadt under the moonlight.

...

In the next few days, Angel lived a regular life.

She wandered around Mondstadt in the morning, clocked in at the Cathedral, worked in the afternoon, and clocked in again at the Cathedral in the evening.

One thing that was worth celebrating was that Eula had been home these days, as she was on vacation.

So Angel could visit her every day.

After a few visits, Eula began to express her kindness in an awkward way. For example, she would prepare tea and snacks in advance and tell Angel that if she ever had trouble, she could find the Knights, mainly Captain Jean.

Their relationship became closer unconsciously, and Angel no longer felt any resistance to leaning on Eula and talking.

When mentioning the Acting Grand Master, even Eula who always wore a proud mask would show a gentle and admiring look.

"Except for Grand Captain Varka, only she is qualified to lead all the Knights of Favonius."

During a tea party, Eula inadvertently expressed her thoughts.

In response, Amber nodded continuously, showing the admiration of a little fan girl.

Angel ate biscuits, thinking.

Five days later, during the scheduled flight license test, Angel asked Amber, who was looking forward to it.

"Do I need to leave the city to take the flight license test?"

"Of course. Many actions can’t be done in the city, such as continuous turns and emergency landings. They must be tested in the open field. But don’t worry, they’re all very simple. The wind in Mondstadt will guide you, and you can master it with a little practice—of course, there are some who fall down inexplicably no matter how much they practice."

Amber thought of some candidates with extremely poor balance.

There was also one most special case—the famous adventurer Bennett.

That person actually had good physical ability, but every time he took the test, he would encounter sudden air turbulence, flying birds, and hill people shooting arrows.

He had still not passed the test.

"Anyway, I believe you can do it, Angel!"

"I don’t have an exam today. Let’s go to the library directly."

"Huh? Why?"

"I can’t leave the city for the time being, for special reasons." Angel frowned, her expression conflicted but unable to explain.

Amber scratched her head and complained with a sad face.

"Why didn’t you say so earlier? I prepared in vain."

"I'm sorry, I thought I’d be able to get it done by today, but I didn’t expect it to still be impossible. I’ll give you money."

Angel lowered her head in disappointment and handed Amber a small bag of Mora to apologize.

Amber waved her hand and refused.

"Why would I need your Mora? Forget it, it’s no big deal. I’ll help you postpone it. But I may not be the examiner next time, so you’ll have to work hard yourself."

Amber patted Angel's shoulder regretfully, but soon showed a bright smile again.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you to the library and visit our Knights' headquarters. I tell you, there are many interesting people in the Knights of Favonius!"

"I think Amber is the most interesting."

"Hahaha! Thank you! I think Angel is interesting too!"

Amber’s enthusiasm was as fiery as her red dress, shining on everyone equally.

The guards at the door, the horseless cavalry captain passing by, the Mondstadt citizens who came to the Knights of Favonius for help—there was no character she couldn’t catch and introduce endlessly.

Under the leadership of this little bunny, Angel met most of the staff of the Knights' headquarters, leaving a deep impression on everyone.

There was no way—her three-faced, soft, and tender little face was unforgettable.

After Amber’s unilateral introductions, Angel finally walked into the library she had been thinking about.

"Hey, are you the new little cutie? Welcome, welcome! Books are treasures that condense wisdom. If you want to read, as long as you abide by the library rules, I’ll welcome you very much~~"

The enchanting and charming purple witch sat lazily at the reception desk. Her black silk long legs appeared in front of her, and there was a snow-white slime that was about to come out. The whole body exuded the lazy and seductive atmosphere of an older sister.

"Gudong!"

Angel couldn’t help swallowing her saliva.

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009: Not a Bad girl

Angel finally borrowed a set of general knowledge books, including the Seven Nations, Teyvat geography, and major myths and legends.

"After leaving the underworld, your first reaction is to learn about the real world? You are such a smart little cutie."

After Angel and Amber left, Lisa held her cheek and smiled at the door of the library.

Rosaria was doing an unknown job. But no matter how unknown it was, it was impossible not to report to Captain Jean, the actual leader of Mondstadt.

And Lisa happened to be Jean's best friend. Although she refused some official positions because she hated trouble, in order not to watch Jean fall at her post, Lisa actually did some work as a deputy leader.

So, Lisa also knew about Angel's situation right away.

After the first observation, Lisa had a good impression of her.

Especially when you deliberately approach her, the child will blush all of a sudden, and her crystal-clear purple eyes will turn around. If you get closer, even her breathing will be messed up. If you hug her further, you can even feel that the petite and soft body will tremble slightly, like a poor little animal that is captured but dares not escape.

"She is a shy little girl. I feel she's not a bad kid."

Lisa recalled Angel's proven wonderful touch and the sweet girl's fragrance, then she showed a charming smile that was not fully satisfied.

...

After leaving the library, Angel and the others met Eula at the door.

"Hey, why are you here, Eula? I remember your vacation isn't over yet?"

"Captain Jean asked me and asked me to take you with me. Let's go."

Eula said straightforwardly. She didn't seem angry because her vacation was interrupted. Everyone knows that Captain Jean is a very good leader. If she chooses to interrupt her subordinates' vacation, there must be a reason for having to do so.

Amber blinked, and naturally, would not refuse Captain Jean's call. "Then, I can't accompany you, Angel."

"It's okay, I can go back by myself. Thank you for today, Amber."

Angel held a stack of books, poked her little face out from the top of the books, and then smiled at Amber.

"Doki~~"

Amber was touched by cuteness. So, she stretched out her hands, held Angel's soft face, and couldn't help rubbing it.

"Woo woo~~ Amber~~ Don't~~"

Eula and the passing Knights couldn't help laughing at this scene.

After that, Angel left. Amber and Eula walked into the office of Captain Jean. After a while, Lisa also walked in.

After more than ten minutes, Amber and Eula walked out worriedly.

"How could this happen? Impossible, she's not a bad person!"

"Calm down, Amber."

"I... I'll try. What should we do, Eula?"

"Diona of Cat's Tail Tavern has the wild bloodline of the Kätzlein clan, and her ability to perceive danger and malice is far superior to that of ordinary people. As perceptive as she is, she can get along well with Angel, which proves a lot. In addition, Jean just asked us to observe appropriately, and she didn't say Angel is a bad person. In short, pay more attention in the next few days, and then report our thoughts to Jean truthfully."

Eula made a calm judgment, and her well-reasoned arguments gradually calmed Amber's confused mentality.

Yes, Angel is definitely not a bad person. She is cute and gentle. Although she is a little bit black-bellied, she has good cooking skills and is willing to help people around her. After getting help, she will thank you seriously, and even take out her few Mora as a reward...

How could such a person be a bad person?

Amber was firm in her thoughts.

……

At the same time, the office of Captain Jean was closed.

After the Outrider Knight and the Spindrift Knight were ordered to leave, the Sin Hunter Nun walked out of the darkness.

Jean looked at this special nun helplessly.

"Why don't you show up in front of Amber and Eula?"

"I feel like they will pester me and ask me all kinds of questions, which is very troublesome."

"It's not good to be alone all the time. I still suggest you..."

"Okay, okay, I got it, Captain Jean, I know, Captain Jean." Rosaria held a lollipop in her mouth and said perfunctorily.

It's a pity that Jean and Lisa don't smoke, and they are both ladies; otherwise, Rosaria who had been waiting for a long time really wanted to smoke here.

When Varka was here, she could blow smoke rings at the old man in this office. Captain Jean is good in everything, but she is a lady, and Rosaria can't do some impolite things.

Jean was speechless and choked for a while.

However, she was helpless with Rosaria's character.

Especially after learning about Rosaria's specific work, she was full of respect and apology for such an unknown guardian who was running in the darkness. She had to return to the main topic, speaking, "So, why do you attach so much importance to that child? Do you think she will be a threat to Mondstandt?"

"Not really. I don't mean that."

Rosaria quickly rejected it.

After a few days of observation, she felt that the child was much friendlier than herself back then. It was rare for the underworld to raise such a non-crazy child.

Rosaria spoke with some memories.

"I just think she is very skilled, and Mondstandt is short of people now. It would be a waste if she is not used properly. In addition, if she is not properly guided, she may fall into the wrong path again."

Rosaria did not give an example.

But the three people present knew that Rosaria herself was the best example. If it weren't for Captain Varka bringing her, Rosaria would probably be a notorious villain in the underworld. She has the ability.

Jean's expression softened, and she nodded before speaking, "From the intelligence, except that she is not used to the rules of the normal world and occasionally makes some small jokes, she has no ill will toward Mondstandt."

"Diona of the Katzlein clan, the sinple-minded but experienced Outrider Knight Amber, Eula, who is smart, strong, and familiar with malice... So many people who have been with her don't think there is a problem. I think we can make a conclusion after Amber and Eula come back to report in a few days."

"You let it slip, Rosaria. You and Lisa are also the ones who have observed her."

Jean smiled. As a close friend, Lisa understood the meaning.

"I also think that the little cutie is not a bad kid. So, what do you think, Rosalia?"

"... I don't know, don't ask me. Anyway, if there is no problem, you can try to recruit her. She is so young and has great potential; just don't waste it."

Rosaria remembered that the little girl went to the church door to pray late at night every day. She touched the extra lollipops in her arms, and told with a wooden face.

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010: The Temptations of the Combination of Fire and Ice

Jin and Lisa smiled at each other.

Then, Jean said seriously,

"I will carefully assess her potential harm. As for whether to bring her into the Knights or the Church, that depends on her own will. The Anemo ArchonLord Barbatos has granted us free will. Whether she wishes to simply enjoy her freedom or fight to protect Mondstadt’s freedom, we will never force her, in accordance with the teachings of the God of Freedom."

"Tsk! It's up to you. Anyway, don't let her fall into darkness again." Rosalia said indifferently. Then, the office window suddenly opened, and a hint of freezing coolness swept through the room as the lazy figure of the nun disappeared.

Jean looked at Lisa beside her. With no one around, she puffed up her cheeks casually and complained, "When will she learn to use the door instead of the window?"

"I don't think she ever will. Or maybe, can you set a rule for the Knights that prohibits going through windows?"

"Forget it. Even the Grand Master couldn’t make her follow the rules. In the name of freedom... I’d better ask someone to lock the window soon."

Jean jokingly complained. Then, she took a deep breath and immersed herself in the work, facing the countless documents on the table.

...

Angel spent her short two-day vacation reading the entire set of books she borrowed.

She has to say, Lisa is very capable. When Angel said she wanted to understand this world, Lisa provided a bibliography that was enough for a preliminary understanding of the current situation in Teyvat. This included the national conditions, geographical features, human history, major legends, etc., of various countries—basic but comprehensive.

After reading this set of books, Angel had enough knowledge to establish a basic worldview of Teyvat.

She might even understand Teyvat better than most locals.

Afterwards, Angel went to borrow a second set of books.

"Little one, books are a shortcut to understanding civilization and knowledge, not toys to be borrowed just for fun."

Lisa's voice was smiling, but her charming and dangerous eyes showed a hint of displeasure.

"I’ve read it all and remembered it."

Angel replied without guilt.

She was a genius, second only to the true monsters.

With various opportunities, a special physique, and Taixuan Eminence's state of mind that could focus completely,

With the combination of multiple abilities, at least in the realm of simple basic knowledge, Angel’s learning efficiency was as fast as copying and pasting on a computer.

Lisa raised her eyebrows in surprise, took out a random book, flipped through it, and asked a few questions.

Angel gave all the correct answers, neatly and confidently.

Lisa was truly surprised this time. Looking at Angel with some genuine affection in her eyes, she said, "Okay, what do you want to know this time, amazing little cutie?"

"Well, can you give me books about gods?"

Lisa nodded in agreement.

Soon, she gave Angel a set of books on gods, which included relatively academic research articles and various legends.

Angel left gratefully.

Then, Lisa unconsciously stretched out her white fingers and gently touched her alluring red lips, which were as beautiful as flowers. There was a playful and slightly regretful look on her face.

"If she hadn’t been delayed by the bandit group and sent to the Sumeru Akademiya or the Fontaine Research Institute, she should have become a great figure, don’t you think?"

Lisa, a genius witch who appeared once every two centuries, admired geniuses with extraordinary wisdom because she herself was one.

But it was only a small regret. There were so many geniuses who were hindered in their growth.

Without development, talent was just talent.

Whether Lisa would do something for that talent in the future depended on whether Angel could bring more surprises.

…

In the days that followed, due to the need to balance work, Angel’s reading speed slowed down.

People had another impression of the cute little cook from the Cat's Tail Tavern: she was diligent and studious. During her breaks from work, she often sat at the kitchen door with a book in her hand, becoming a bright spot of scenery.

"Hello, please serve me one of your specialties. I also want a Diona special, but with a lower proof, and the rest is up to you. I know Miss Diona will make it taste great no matter how she mixes it."

Angel suddenly turned her head.

She sensed the solemn atmosphere of the employees in the store, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Looking up—wow! Isn’t this the famous richest man in Mondstadt? The wine tycoon and lifelong rival of Diona-senpai and Boss Margaret, the righteous man Grandpa Diluc?

"Hey, isn’t this Grandpa Diluc? He’s so interested today that he actually came to Cat’s Tail Tavern to check out the competition. It seems that after the genius bartender Miss Diona, our genius cook Miss Angel has once again raised the stakes for the Angel’s Gift!"

The tone was full of friendliness, but for some reason, it made people want to clench their fists.

The speaker was not a member of the Cat's Tail Tavern, but Mr. Kaeya, the cavalry captain who appeared out of nowhere.

"Ahem! My request is the same as Grandpa Diluc’s. There’s no help for it—he’s rich and has great taste. I also want to try the taste of rich people~"

"It seems that the Knights are really getting more and more decadent. In broad daylight, a captain is actually coming to the tavern to drink?"

"Eh? What do you mean? It’s lunchtime! I came to try the skills of the little cook at Cat’s Tail Tavern who’s recently become famous to fill my stomach and relieve my work fatigue. Does that need criticism?"

"Huh!"

Diluc was holding a kitten, and Kaeya smiled like an unshakable "Aha".

The atmosphere didn’t look very friendly.

However, they sat at the same table without any prior arrangement.

For a moment, it was unclear whether they had a good or bad relationship.

Soon after, Angel brought two plates of delicious food to the table. Several waiters behind her also filled the table with the remaining dishes.

Angel planned to go back and continue reading.

Diluc suddenly spoke.

"Wait."

"Hmm?"

"I'm curious about your cooking skills. Can you wait a moment and have a good chat with me after I try it?"

"No. My job is to be a chef, not to chat with you."

Angel crossed her arms and firmly refused.

Diluc didn’t look angry, though it was hard to tell what he was thinking with his serious face.

Kaeya smiled and said, "Ms. Angel, don’t be so serious. Grandpa Diluc is a man of great taste. Maybe we can exchange some tasting experiences?"

"No, I mean... it costs extra money."

Angel straightened her chest expressionlessly and spoke loudly.

Behind her, several employees who had long been captivated by the little chef’s skills and cute appearance spontaneously applauded and admired Miss Angel’s business acumen.

As expected of Miss Angel, the loyal confidant of Margaret who is determined to make the Cat’s Tail Tavern bigger and stronger, and dominate Mondstadt!

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011: Gradually Professional

Kaeya's smile froze as he looked at the biggest old man in Mondstadt with a teasing gaze.

Diluc remained unmoved but silently took out a purse that appeared full and placed it on the table.

"Swoosh!"

Angel stretched out her little paw and quickly grabbed the purse. When she opened it, her eyes gleamed with bright gold.

She placed the purse in her pocket, bowed slightly, and spoke politely, "Please enjoy. Would you like me to introduce the characteristics of the dishes one by one?"

"No, I'll try it first."

Diluc, too, smelled the fragrance of the dishes. Even for the richest man in Mondstadt known for his refined taste, Diluc rarely encountered food that looked this delicious.

Both of them began tasting, and they showed surprise at the same time.

After a while, Kaeya, who had been working, exclaimed.

"Miss Angel's cooking skills are superb. I’ve never tasted such delicious food. It’s amazing!"

"The flavor is unique, the juices are fragrant, the meat is tender, and the balance of tastes is just right. Although it’s not a common Mondstadt dish and lacks much sweetness, it’s still an irresistible delicacy for Mond people. It’s the kind of dish suited to most people. No wonder it’s become famous in Mondstadt. Truly impressive. So, you’re not from Mondstadt?"

Diluc's praise was more fitting, but he suddenly shifted the conversation to Angel's origin, asking seemingly casually.

Angel hesitated, her troubled expression showing she didn’t know how to explain.

"I wasn’t born in Mondstadt..."

That was all she could say, her face showing a bit of confusion.

Diluc and Kaeya exchanged a look, but neither was surprised.

She came from a bandit group, operating mostly in Mondstadt, but whether they could be considered from Mondstadt was indeed a complicated question.

They didn’t press the matter.

Kaeya spoke up, "By the way, I’m curious where Miss Angel learned fine cooking skills. This doesn’t seem like a specialty dish from any particular place, but it’s really a rare talent."

"I learn quickly, and I’ve had to cook for many people. I haven’t studied at any big places. I just cook whatever fits the situation."

Well, in Saint Freya, she cooked with Saint Freya’s ingredients and flavors. In Mount Taixu, she cooked using Shenzhou’s ingredients and flavors. In the Elysian Realm, she learned dishes from the previous civilization.

She really is good about adapting to the local conditions.

But the kind of adaptation Diluc and Kaeya were thinking of was a different situation.

The young girl had been forced to do all kinds of odd jobs in the bandit group. She happened to have a talent for cooking, so she was assigned a lot of cooking duties. Wherever the bandit group went, whatever ingredients they got, she was made to cook whatever dish she could— even if it wasn’t delicious. If it wasn’t up to par, she would be punished, so she had to practice until her skills improved.

Thus, this cooking style was neither tied to any one place, but suited to the tastes of most people.

It was understandable. Too understandable.

And indeed, pitiful.

Diluc took a few more bites and then continued.

"Your cooking skills are indeed rare, and it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say they’re worth a thousand gold. Have you considered moving to a new platform? I can offer more money."

Diluc pulled out another large bag of Mora.

Angel’s eyelids twitched, her expression touched, but she quickly crossed her arms.

"No! I’m loyal to Boss Margaret!"

"I just think you deserve better treatment. Changing jobs in business is normal; it’s not betrayal."

"Woo... No means no!"

Angel took two steps back, her face full of stubbornness. Kaeya swiftly grabbed the bag of Mora, slipped it into his pocket as though nothing happened, and then smiled.

"Alright, alright, don’t embarrass the little girl. Miss Angel clearly prefers to stay at Cat's Tail Tavern, so we won’t force her."

"... Give me back the Mora."

"Ah? Mora? Where did that come from? Master Diluc said he wanted to donate it to the Knights, right? Hahaha, I’ve got it, and I’ll pass it on to Captain Jean to properly handle. She’ll reward all the knights working hard on duty. Thank you, Grandpa Diluc! Grandpa Diluc is so generous!"

"..."

Diluc was truly speechless at this shamelessness.

After a moment, he silently pulled out another bag of Mora.

Kaeya took it all.

Don’t let Kaeya’s pirate eye patch fool you; he wasn’t a greedy villain. If this was a donation, it would definitely be handed over to Jean, not pocketed.

Diluc trusted Kaeya and Jean.

Since the Grand Master left for the expedition, the pressure on the Mondstadt Knights had doubled. Diluc often ridiculed the Knights, but at times like this, whether to support the Knights or enjoy their misfortune was something the righteous man could discern.

After a series of exchanges that felt like a dirty deal, Diluc continued to ask casual questions, with Kaeya occasionally making jokes.

In their conversation, which seemed like an undermining of each other but was, in reality, quite cooperative. Angel’s shallow background was fully "unearthed."

Angel answered everything "truthfully," almost as if she were a mercenary who would do anything for Mora.

After lunch, the two cleaned up the table and left.

Outside the tavern, they exchanged a brief, silent look.

"Hmph!"

A moment later, Diluc snorted coldly and walked away, the kitten on his shoulder.

Kaeya touched the Mora in his pocket, smiling as he walked in the opposite direction.

"Come home for dinner when you have time. Adeline has been talking about you lately."

"I know, Grandpa Diluc~~"

Both of them, with their backs to each other, raised their lips at the same time.

...

That night, Angel looked at the bag of lollipops hanging on her door and slowly tilted her head.

There was also a note in the bag.

Angel pulled it out, feeling the warmth and fragrance still lingering.

[The event is over, you don’t need to punch in, and you can leave the city. But don’t do anything bad. The Knights will keep an eye on you. Live a good life.

-Rosaria]

Angel blinked, bewildered.

She knew deep down that she had passed this hurdle. Of course, there was still the Anemo Archon who wasn’t so easily fooled, but she had a plan. She just needed to proceed slowly.

A moment later, Angel knocked on Eula’s door, lollipops in hand.

To her "surprise," Amber was there, and when Angel entered, Amber looked a little flustered.

Angel appeared unaware, dividing the lollipops equally between them. Then, with a cute smile, she waved and left.

Inside the house, Amber and Eula each held a pile of lollipops and smiled at each other, visibly relieved.

...

Angel encountered some obstacles.

The books recommended by Lisa were perfect. They were great for a child interested in the story of gods, helping to pass the time, stimulate thought, and give a general impression of the concept and characteristics of gods— but only to cultivate an interest.

It was impossible to learn basic science from science fiction stories.

Likewise, trying to learn the power principles and essence of gods from myths and legends was absurd.

"It needs to develop in a professional direction..."

Angel thought. Only by gradually focusing on a specific profession could she acquire materials that truly record knowledge and truth. Besides, analyzing the power of Teyvat and making good use of nature’s power required the support of professional ability.

Angel flipped through the story of the evil dragon Durin and lingered on a well-known yet still mysterious word.

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012: I Want a Different Answer

"Alchemy...?"

This is a technique that allows mortals to touch the truth, a technique that can be mastered without the Vision. At the same time, it is the most accessible professional academic route at this stage.

It is enough to provide Angel with a foundation for studying the power of Teyvat.

She decided to pursue it as soon as she thought of it. The next day, Angel asked Lisa for the basic textbooks on alchemy.

"Little cutie, why are you interested in alchemy?"

"The book says that alchemy is the path to the truth, and you can make a lot of money after you reach a high level!"

Angel's eyes sparkled with the light of Mora.

Lisa was initially speechless, then smiled.

For Mora, ordinary noble scholars might consider it vulgar and low-level, but Lisa who had long been in another realm, it was not.

For Mora, whether it's for getting ahead or saving someone, the initial reason is fine, as long as you can rely on this spirit to keep moving closer to the truth. There is no distinction between high and low.

Lisa raised her hand and stroked Angel's head.

After thinking for a moment, she spoke,"How about I give you an assignment? There will be a reward after you complete it. There’s no time limit, but the sooner you hand it in, the richer the reward. How about it?"

"Then, will I be fined if I can't complete it?"

Angel raised her head timidly and looked up at Sister Lisa’s face and chest pitifully.

Lisa smiled and leaned over, letting the snow-white ravines appear in front of Angel's eyes, sending out wonderful waves like water.

"No fine, no corporal punishment. But what the specific punishment is, we’ll talk about it later. What do you think, little cutie~~"

Lisa leaned closer to Angel's ear, and her charming voice seemed to gently caress it.

"I... I... I’ll do it!"

Angel couldn’t stand such teasing, blushing and answering loudly.

She knew that the benefits of gaining trust were coming. If she were a talent of unknown origin, Lisa would not be so close to her, let alone offer any opportunity.

...

Angel left with a bunch of introductory books on alchemy and a large bag of alchemy materials.

She studied hard for half a month. Relying on the theoretical foundation from the two civilizations' technological essence in the Honkai World, Angel quickly dismantled the so-called principles of alchemy.

Along the way, she suddenly looked at the ground beneath her feet and was shocked.

"🌿!"

Is Teyvat a crazy place?

What do you mean by infinite energy flowing in the earth veins?

The basis of alchemy is to use the power of the earth veins to achieve material transfer?

There are indeed various high-energy substances underground on our Earth, but they generally exist in a stable layered structure.

Your Teyvat is covered with active volcanoes that can erupt at any time, right? And it’s an active volcano whose magma could overflow to the ground at any moment!

After the shock, Angel regained her composure.

We have the Honkai that affect an entire civilization, it’s the same thing, so let’s not blame each other.

Anyway, it’s okay now, so who cares.

With renewed focus, Angel became very determined. She read various theories over and over again, constantly deducing and understanding.

Half a month later, she arrived at the public alchemy table in the commercial street with the alchemy materials given by Lisa.

The young man who had been working at this alchemy table for many years, the alchemy apprentice Timaeus, greeted her politely.

"Hello, are you here to use the alchemy table?"

"..."

Angel said nothing. She just glanced at him, and then silently took out a few Mora and placed them in Timaeus’s hand.

Timaeus’s face froze.

"That's not what I meant. Using the public alchemy table doesn't cost money... But the alchemy process does require Mora to assist. It is a very useful universal auxiliary material. You should use it for alchemy, please."

Timaeus returned the Mora and stepped back from the alchemy table.

"Thank you."

Angel thanked him, then placed a bag of materials on the table, took out some materials according to the formula she had deduced long ago, and set them on the alchemy table.

Then she took out the Mora bag she had prepared in advance and poured the auxiliary Mora onto the table.

Next, she rubbed her palms, ready to turn the alchemy table to receive the appropriate level of earth vein power.

Timaeus looked at the materials in Angel’s bag, rubbed his chin, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"You’re an alchemy apprentice, right? These materials are commonly used by apprentices. In general, the principles are simple but can have countless variations, and the operation process is complicated. It covers almost all the basic alchemy processes. Oh, I really miss it when I think about it. I spent half a year refining it..."

"Swoosh——"

The light flowing through the earth vein flashed away.

On the alchemy table, a bronze animal horn lay cleanly.

Angel glanced at the petrified Timaus but said nothing. She simply took the horn and placed new alchemical materials on the table.

"Swoosh--"

"Swoosh--"

A series of earth vein lights flashed by, clean and neat, without any interruption or explosions—common occurrences when alchemy apprentices make mistakes.

After more than ten minutes, Angel placed the dozen or so refined materials into a small bag, picked up a large bag of unused raw materials, and happily skipped toward the Knights' headquarters.

After skipping two steps, she suddenly remembered something. Carrying the bag, she turned around and bowed to Timaus, saying expressionlessly but politely.

"Thank you."

Then she turned and continued to skip away.

Timaus was left frozen in place, his lips trembling, and he stood there speechless for a long time.

"Genius... Is genius really this great?!"

"Genius is indeed great! Woo woo woo!"

Timaus covered his face, overcome with an unexpected sadness as a middle-aged man.

This caused the newly arrived Sucrose to freeze in place. She wasn't good at communication, so she had no idea what had happened or what she should do.

...

In the library, Lisa carefully examined Angel's alchemy results one by one, pulling them out of the small bag.

Dark golden horns, reddish-brown metal blocks, emerald green gems, blue resin...

She confirmed the completeness of each one and checked for any residual earth vein power, enough to prove that they had been recently refined.

After a while, Lisa looked up. She glanced at the large bag of nearly untouched raw materials beside her, then at Angel, who was sitting opposite her like an elementary school student.

Surprised and somewhat disbelieving, Lisa asked tentatively.

"Did you succeed on your first try?"

"Yes."

"How long did it take?"

"Each one took about a minute, and they were all refined according to perfect operations."

For the first time, Lisa lost her calm demeanor and touched the witch hat on her head in confusion.

"You really haven’t been exposed to alchemy before?"

"No."

"What alchemy formula did you use for this one?"

"It's %＆*￥＃..."

A set of complex formulas, understandable only to alchemists, was recited with great proficiency.

To Lisa, it sounded like a clear and creative formula.

She touched the hat on her head again unconsciously.

After a moment, Lisa’s face broke into an extremely bright and gentle smile.

"Little Angel, you must have had a master before... Oh, this is your first time with alchemy, so you must not have a master, right?"

"Uh, I don't have a master in alchemy."

"What do you think of me? Pah! I mean, I’m very satisfied with your results! Here, this is your reward. There are new homework and assignments too, so hurry up and put them away."

Lisa brought over a pile of books, each filled with various bookmarks, as if they'd been in use for a long time. She also brought over a pile of materials and a box of Mora. The table was soon covered.

Angel blinked in confusion.

"Don't worry, I’ll go to Jean and ask for a few people so you don’t have to carry everything by yourself."

Lisa caressed Angel’s little hands lovingly, as if to say, Such precious hands, how can they be wasted on hard labor? They don’t deserve it!

Then Lisa quickly walked out of the library and barged into Jean's office.

"Jean! I’m sure Angel can’t be a spy sent by some organization!"

Nonsense, which organization would be so stupid as to use a genius who has the potential to shine in the academic world for centuries as a spy?

If there is such an organization, please increase the effort, the more the better, thank you!

Jean looked up from a pile of documents in confusion.

"Yes, didn’t we confirm that already?"

"Ahem! What I mean is that this is a talent, and she must stay in Mondstandt!"

"Ah?"

"Anyway, don’t worry about it, just give me a few people first!"

Lisa slammed the table with excitement in her eyes—something Jean was very unfamiliar with.

Jean stared blankly at her best friend, then nodded, choosing to trust Lisa after a moment.

Lisa quickly led two tall, strong Knights back, took Angel's hand, and warmly guided her out and home.

"Little Angel, if you encounter any academic problems in the future, come to sistter Lisa anytime. If I’m off work, you can visit my house. It’s this direction~"

Lisa appeared entirely unconcerned about the idea of letting a wolf into the house.

"By the way, why don’t you quit your job? You can work with your sister instead! There’s plenty of time, the work is easy, and you can focus on studying alchemy~~"

"Ah, you seem a little reluctant, huh? That’s okay, let’s take it slow. With your talent, you can study while working. When you’ve figured it out, come to your sister, and tell her that your deposit, ransom, and penalty will be paid by your sister."

"By the way, I still have a textbook. It was written by my sister. Mondstandt’s Chief Alchemist Albedo said that everything you need to know about alchemy is in it. I’ll bring it to you later. You can browse through it when you have time, okay?"

"If you need any physical work done, you can always use Timaus, the man by the alchemy table. You’ve probably seen him. He’s received a lot of care from Albedo and me. He’s been using the public alchemy table for his own work, and this is how he should pay us back. I’ll go tell him later. Anyway, you mustn’t hurt yourself."

Lisa smiled all the while.

It wasn’t just Angel who was surprised; even the two knights who were familiar with her were taken aback.

However, only Lisa knew how happy she truly was.

Knowledgeable scholars are eager to cultivate successors. Some powerful scholars seem to dislike taking on students, but that’s often because there’s no one they like, not because they don’t want to.

A successor represents the inheritance of a lifetime of learning. Moreover, because everything the student learns is built on the master’s research, once the student has completed their studies, they can often provide complementary inspiration for the master's research. After a certain point, they learn from each other, complement one another, and make progress together. For a true scholar, such a perfect companion is also one of the shortcuts to the truth.

As the pinnacle of Mondstadt’s knowledge, Albedo has Sucrose, a genius assistant, but Lisa has never encountered such a genius before.

Now, Lisa has found one.

Excited, Lisa suddenly remembered her experience of withdrawing from the Akademiya: those crazy ideas, the truths forbidden by the God of Celestia, and the irresistible disasters that come from approaching the truth.

Lisa’s smile froze again. The instinctive enthusiasm of scholars quickly have been doused with a cold bucket of water.

"Angel."

"Sister Lisa, what’s wrong?"

"To touch the truth is dangerous and crazy. Of course, it can be fatal, but I’m not worried about death. I’m concerned about the kind of madness that loses control and causes endless harm... It’s still early for you, but if one day you reach that stage, I hope you can talk to me about your thoughts. Sister Lisa also wants to hear a different answer."

Lisa stroked Angel's head, and her dim eyes revealed a fragile emotion—melancholy and confusion.

Angel looked at Lisa in confusion. She nodded vigorously, and took the initiative to hold Lisa’s bare hand.

Lisa smiled, took Angel’s hand, and walked away.

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13: My Apprentice, Fight for Money!

"Wuhu~~"

Amber was flying in the sky over Mondstadt again.

As the Mondstadt Gliding Champion who had violated the rules and had her license confiscated, Amber really enjoyed the feeling of looking down at the city from the sky.

However, since it had not been long since her last license was confiscated, and the new license she received had only just been warmed up, Amber was very cautious and refrained from doing any stunts or showy maneuvers.

It was just an ordinary glide, and at most, she swung her slender, white, voluptuous legs a few times in pleasure.

But just that alone made her happy, and she had a bright and cheerful smile on her face.

"Huh? Isn't that Angel?"

On a platform somewhere below, Amber saw the blonde girl with whom she had a very good relationship.

Without thinking too much, Amber adjusted her flight trajectory and slowly landed beside Angel.

"Good morning, Angel. What are you looking at... um? Fatui? Why are you looking at them?"

"Morning."

Angel looked back at Amber, then continued to observe the Fatui chatting below.

Amber placed her hands on Angel's shoulders and leaned in with curiosity. She rubbed her cheek against Angel's golden hair and said.

"They are notorious in Mondstadt... oh, no, it should be said that they are notorious in all countries except Shenzhnaya. Why are you staring at them? Everyone wants to stay away from the Fatui!"

"I won't tell you."

"Eh? Why? Tell me, tell me~~"

Amber started to act like a spoiled child, completely disregarding any sense of distance.

Angel turned her head, showing serious dead fish eyes, and said with utmost seriousness.

"Then can you keep a secret?"

"Of course! Amber, I have a super tight mouth!"

"Then I can do that too."

Angel proudly puffed out her chest. Amber puffed up her cheeks, shook Angel's body, and continued to beg relentlessly.

Suddenly, Angel raised her hand and pushed Amber's body down. She also squatted down, avoiding the gazes of the Fatui below.

"Shh~~"

"What's wrong? Were you discovered?"

"If you hadn't been so noisy just now, I wouldn't have been discovered."

"Hehe, then, I'm sorry."

Amber put her hands together in apology and smiled happily again.

Angel also smiled. After having the experience of Kiana, Angel had become very tolerant of beautiful girls with idiotic nature.

"Don't you have to work today?"

"I am working. In addition to checking the road conditions and monster activities in the wild, the scout cavalry also scouts the city's discipline, confirms the health status of buildings from time to time, and more."

"But you’re being lazy now! I’m going to complain to Sister Lisa!"

"Eh? No, no, I was wrong, Angel!"

Amber believed it. In fact, it was mainly because of the name Lisa, which had a high deterrent effect on the old members of the Knights. Everyone said that an angry Lisa was more terrifying than anyone else.

She quickly hugged Angel, rubbing against her and begging for mercy.

Angel felt Amber's hot and soft body to her heart's content. She had a wooden expression but had already grinned inwardly.

...

Angel and Lisa had been studying together for several months.

For mortals, accumulating knowledge requires a long time.

But for geniuses, this rule is full of flexibility.

Just as Lisa could become a genius graduate of the Sumeru Akademiya in two years, leaving behind the title of "a genius witch once in two centuries"—of course, for most Sumeru scholars, this title was also the title of the ultimate great devil.

Lisa’s speed was very fast, but she found that the one she had cultivated—Angel—was faster than herself.

The highest-end theoretical knowledge reserves from the two eras of the Honkai World were absolutely top-tier, even in Teyvat which appears to have a history of ten thousand years.

This made Angel’s knowledge absorption speed extraordinarily fast, so fast that the genius witch often sighed in the middle of the night—the gap between people is truly greater than the gap between people and dogs.

"Okay, your study has reached a bottleneck. Next, you should choose some topics of interest, extend your knowledge boundaries, and expand your own research field."

One day, holding the perfect advanced alchemy results handed over by Angel, as well as the matching alchemy formulas derived by herself, Lisa said with emotion and relief.

Of course, Lisa would not be jealous. She was not the kind of vain person obsessed with power or interests. She was simply pure happiness for Angel’s progress.

"It’s a pity that Albedo is still exploring and investigating in Dragonspine. It's hard to find him in a short time. Otherwise, I would definitely recommend you to study with him for a while. In the whole Mondstadt, except for me, he is the only one qualified to teach you."

Lisa sounded quite regretful.

But it wasn’t a big deal. Albedo would appear sooner or later. It was never too late to study under him.

Angel was also in awe when she heard the name. She had always respected knowledge and high-level academic talents.

"Albedo, the one who is known as the first alchemist in Mondstadt."

"Yes. But don’t underestimate your Sister Lisa. Albedo specializes in alchemy, and Sister Lisa has a wider range of knowledge. We are just in different fields, which doesn’t mean he is better than me. Do you understand?"

In front of her beloved little disciple, Lisa objectively and realistically justified herself.

How could Angel object?

She immediately leaned into Lisa's broad and soft bosom, acting like a spoiled child, rubbing against her, and speak in a delicate voice.

"I know that sister Lisa is the best. So, can I call sister Lisa... Master?"

Lisa felt a little strange because of this sudden excessive closeness. However, when she heard that word, her body was shocked, and she didn’t care about that small detail.

"What did you say?"

"Master."

"Say it again."

"Master Master Master~~"

"I heard it, my lovely little disciple!"

"Hehe, Master is the best~~"

It was a natural thing.

Lisa guided Angel without reservation. Although Angel had a solid foundation, without Lisa’s brilliant guidance, she didn’t know how long it would have taken to reach such a high level in alchemy.

Lisa’s efforts were absolutely worthy of the title of Master. And she could never imagine how much she would be rewarded for her efforts made out of love for talent.

At this moment, the master and apprentice hugged each other, with joyful smiles on their faces.

After officially confirming the master-apprentice relationship, Lisa was fully motivated and immediately took Angel into Jean's office.

Lisa slapped the table and spoke very loud.

"Come on, my apprentice, give her the qualification of a Mondstadt alchemist. According to the highest standards—salary, laboratory, equipment, funding, study abroad support, etc.—all for me!"

"Lisa, you know the rules, we..."

"I've been telling you that there’s a problem with the treatment of talents in Mondstadt! An ordinary alchemist like Timaus can be treated so well, but isn’t my apprentice 10,000 times more talented than him? Why can’t she be treated specially? Yes, she hasn’t started any projects yet, but believe me, she will definitely create unimaginable value for Mondstadt!"

"...Okay."

Jean smiled helplessly and nodded in compromise.

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014: The Fatui singled out the Wolf King

It was not a compromise with Lisa, her best friend, but with Lisa, the genius witch.

As one of the two pillars of Mondstadt's academic field, Lisa had the qualifications, and Mondstadt was willing to trust her judgment.

So, Angel was led by Lisa to take photos, input information, receive badges, and more.

When she walked out of the Knights' headquarters in a daze, she was holding a bag of very precious alchemical materials, a list that could be submitted to the logistics department for exclusive alchemical facilities at home, and a golden high-level badge on her chest.

Even the guards at the door of the Knights, seeing Angel walking out with the badge, couldn’t help but straighten their backs and look at her with respect.

"Huh?"

Angel tilted her head with a puzzled expression.

She had obviously just wanted to get closer to Lisa, so how had she suddenly ended up with all these things?

By the way, while constantly studying the power of Heavenly Principles, shouldn't she focus on a topic that would be useful to Mondstadt?

Otherwise, she would feel guilty about Lisa's kindness and the gift from the Knights.

As a stylish ultimate villain, equal value transactions were also rules that needed to be followed, right?

Angel held the items, feeling flattered, and walked home silently.

…

Late at night, in Wolvendom, at the altar of Andrius, the Great Wolf King of the North.

A petite black shadow suddenly appeared at the edge of the altar.

The black hooded cloak concealed the figure, making it impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman. Only the wind blew the hood, revealing a Fatui-style eye mask, and beneath it, cold blue eyes.

The black shadow walked into the center of the altar.

According to the rules of the Wolf King, this was a declaration of war to challenge the Kingwolf.

"Ah~~"

A wolf's howl immediately echoed through the mountains and forests from the center of the altar, and a giant wolf shadow, bathed in wind and snow, walked out majestically.

"You are... Fatui? I know you, the rude foreigners who wander around the Wolvendom with unknown purposes. How come a sneaky little mouse like you have the courage and awareness to face the Wolf King?"

Andrius was a bit surprised and suspicious.

But no matter what, facing all challengers head-on was an oath the Wolf King had made in ancient times.

Whether it was the Fatui, the people of Mondstadt, or even the unreliable Anemo Archon Barbatos, Andrius was always ready to show the power of god when anyone stepped onto this altar.

As for life or death, it depended on one's ability.

Andrius's shadow released power, turning the entire altar and the surrounding forest into a frozen zone with chilly air.

The black shadow said nothing but conjured a crystal-clear, gorgeous halberd made of ice in their hand.

"Very good, very good. You took out your weapon under my majesty. In any case, I, Andrius, recognize your courage! Come, let me see what kind of wonderful performance this long-lost challenger can give?"

As soon as the word "performance" fell, the giant wolf swung its claws. The challenger stepped forward and swung the ice crystal halberd with the force of a thousand pounds.

"Boom!!!"

The halberd and the giant claw collided in mid-air, and the two pure forces of brute strength stirred up a strong wind that swept through the mountains and forests.

Andrius was delighted.

Good! A strong opponent who came prepared—he liked that!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Under the moonlight, a person and a wolf fought in the center of the altar, surrounded by cold air.

The Wolf King's moves were fierce, aiming to bite the challenger.

The challenger was elegant, using superb martial arts to wield the halberd with precision. Their movements were graceful, like dancing, yet immensely strong. The more Andrius fought, the happier he became.

He liked the way this challenger fought.

Pure beauty was meaningless, but strength combined with beauty was something the Wolf King would appreciate and praise.

The battle intensified, and the temperature continued to drop. The power of the collision gradually exceeded the limits of human strength, nearing the realm of God.

"Boom!!!"

Another violent clash, and Andrius's claws sent the man flying. At the same time, the wolf's head was struck by the halberd.

The man crashed into the stone wall at the edge of the altar.

The Wolf King was also hit. He staggered a few steps, and fell to the ground, raising his head.

'The power of God is indeed very similar to the power of Celestia, the only difference being the difference in quality.'

Angel hung from the wall, her expression emotionless.

'Enough observation; it’s time to retreat.'

The battle had been sufficient, and if it continued, things would get serious. However, Angel needed to conserve energy, so it was best to leave.

"Squeak... Squeak..."

Just then, in the ice storm across from her, the giant wolf tightened its back slightly, scraping its claws against the ground. The ice-blue wolf eyes gleamed with obvious excitement and anticipation.

It was waiting for Angel's attack.

How should she say it? That beautiful, fluffy appearance, the honest and simple look of expectation—it was like a big dog eager to be petted by its owner.

Angel. "..."

But, sorry, I, Angel, am neither a dog nor a cat fan—I'm a pure beautiful girl fan.

Angel was ready to leave.

Then, Andrius who had been waiting for the challenger to strike for a long time showed signs of anxiety in his eyes, even unease.

'Is it because I used too much power and scared you? It seems so... it’s far beyond average human strength. Maybe I should hold back a little?'

Andrius weakened his aura significantly. Then, he stared at Angel with excited wolf eyes, looking impatient.

Angel: "..."

If she ran away without saying anything now, would the big dog be so sad and depressed that he'd lock himself up?

Angel paused for a moment, sighed helplessly in her heart, then opened her mouth, her voice now changed.

"Wait a minute."

"Hmm? You want to give up? This is impossible. Once you step onto the altar of challenge, you can only fight to the end!"

Andrius was immediately angry, or perhaps anxious.

Angel jumped down from the wall and patted her cloak.

"I mean, this state doesn’t seem quite satisfactory. I need to regain some strength."

"Do you still have hidden power?"

Andrius swiped the ground again with his claws, his wolf eyes glowing with an uncontrollable light of surprise.

Angel was speechless, then sighed helplessly.

'Forget it, I have to do this sooner or later, and there’s no time to delay.'

If she remembered correctly, the Anemo Dragon Dvalin could appear at any time and cause trouble under the Abyss Order's conspiracy, and then the Anemo Archon would awaken. With the all-pervasive eyes and ears of the Anemo Archon, Angel's identity without a background could be easily exposed.

It was still unclear what the relationship between Heavenly Principle and The Seven was, but if they shared the same attitude toward outsiders, Angel might be besieged by the local gods.

Therefore, her first clone must be a "local" god capable of interfering with Thousand Winds' power. She had to act quickly.

Since the decision had been made and time was running out, it didn’t matter whether it happened tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or today.

Of course, there were still risks. Even after systematic study, the possibility of Heavenly Principle’s power transforming into the power of god had been confirmed through Andrius.

But who knew if The Seven and Heavenly Principle had a special way to recognize each other?

If her identity couldn’t be hidden and Heavenly Principle came after her, then Angel would only be left with one option—

Escape from Mondstadt and live elsewhere to grow.

What? Fight with them?

No, there’s no benefit in fighting. Since her debut, Angel had been focused on stability!

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015: Is Barbatos Dead?

"Boom!!!"

Angel's body erupted in a violent white light, and the breath of god rose like a brilliant sun.

"Squeak! Squeak!"

Stirred red by this surging aura, Andrius sratched his claws again and then waited patiently.

In the light, an avatar of Angel who was carrying most of the power stealthily withdrew and returned to Mondstadt in secret.

The other avatar of Angel remained behind, with the Herrscher of Dominance as its core, all the fragments of the Herrscher of Wind's power as its skeleton, and a large amount of the diluted and adjusted power of the Heavenly Principle filling the body.

Soon, the graceful Herrscher of Wind appeared in the air, with a slightly crazy smile on the corner of her mouth.

She had shoulder-length messy hair, black on the outside and green on the inside, and her green eyes emitted a bewitching glow under the moonlight.

The thin white cloth could not cover her voluptuous and fair side breasts, exposing the round, jade-like naked long legs beneath the flying skirt. One jade leg was adorned with a golden leg ring, and the other was wrapped with the green lines of the wind element. Her small, delicate hands were encased by dark energy, wrapping around her slender arms, looking cute and weird.

She was devilish, seductive, beautiful, and evil.

'I'm sorry, Wendy. But speaking of the Herrscher of Wind, I can only borrow your cute image. Though it's actually you in the second set, the big Wendy. Anyway, we are in a relationship, so the image rights are considered the common property of couples. At most, you can deal with Delta in the future.'

Wendy Angel's lips curled up slightly as she carefully felt the demonic power transformed from the power of heaven. She didn't have time to speak.

Andrius suddenly jumped back and cursed.

"Damn! Barbatos!?"

Andrius had PTSD. There was no way around it. The Anemo power was too much like Barbatos in his prime.

But then Andrius realized that this couldn't be Barbatos.

It had nothing to do with strength. The main issue was that Barbatos would never come to fight with him, let alone wear such fine human skin, so fine that even Andrius had mistaken it for a real human before the god's true form was revealed.

Barbatos was a lazy guy who didn't do his job properly, so he wouldn't waste his effort on these kinds of things!

Then Andrius cursed again.

"Damn! A new Wind Archon? Has Barbatos finally died?"

"..."

Wendy Angel already knew about the immortality of gods. It wasn't that they couldn't die, but after their death, residual souls and resentments that were difficult to eliminate still posed a huge threat to the living.

These were called pollution, filth, karma, demon resentment, etc.

At the same time, the birth of new gods of the same kind around the bodies of the dead was not a rare phenomenon in god ecology.

So when the new Anemo Archon appeared, Andrius understood that Barbatos had fallen, which appeared logical.

But Wendy was still upset.

"Are you still going to fight?"

She summoned this clone hastily because she saw him looking a little pitiful, with no one to accompany him.

Why did you suddenly change the subject? Was I being kind for nothing?

"Fight!" Andrius replied excitedly.

Forget it, whether Barbatos is dead or not, it's a rare battle, so he'd better enjoy it first.

The Wolf King exuded stronger and stronger coldness and energy, and the phantom originally formed by will was gradually becoming closer to reality.

Wendy Angel held a condensed storm in her hand, her lips curling up.

'That's right. Let me test this body to see how efficiently it can use the power of Heavenly Principles!'

The man and the wolf locked eyes, a tacit understanding between them.

Then, the storm and ice and snow divided the large mountain range where the altar stood into two polar worlds.

"Boom!!!"

The first to suffer were the wolves and monsters around the Wolf Territory.

The agile silver-haired boy fled with the wolf pack, glancing back at the altar shrouded in terrifying power.

"Lupus..."

The wolves around him were family, and the will of the Wolf King at the altar was also family.

The young boy, Razor, was deeply worried.

But the Wolf King had used a mighty howl to tell everyone to leave. He was the leader of all wolves, and naturally, the leader of Razor. Razor had no choice but to obey.

"Be sure... to be safe..."

Razor turned and fled the mountains with the wolves surrounding him.

At the same time, the Fatui agents searching and investigating various nearby ruins had no luck.

No one had warned them, and they didn't know what was happening.

All they knew was that suddenly, a terrifying divine-level force swept the earth, destroying everything in its wake.

!!!

At the same time, in a faraway garden orchard.

A sleeping consciousness woke up vaguely.

[What's going on? A new kind of god was born?]

[Ah? Why are they fighting with Andrius? They seem lively and interesting.]

[Forget it, I'll sleep for another hundred years. Gods live long, and interesting things will happen in the future.]

[Mondstandt... Mondstandt, anyway, there's Dvalin, hehe.]

The lazy figure fell asleep again.

....

Abyss.

The Abyss Order, which had planned to use Mondstandt as a breakthrough point to subvert Teyvat, exchanged looks.

"What happened? Who is fighting that old wolf?"

"This powerful wind elemental force, could it be that Barbatos suddenly woke up again?"

"No way, weren't Barbatos and that old wolf on the same side? Why would they fight for no reason?"

"Then, will the Plan about Dvalin still proceed?"

The Abyss Mage and the Abyss Apostles hesitated, then looked at the young man on the throne high above, before making up their minds.

"Do it! Of course we will do it!"

"The last existence that combined the dragon and the abyss smashed the Heavenly Principles Phanes into pieces. The Anemo Dragon is naturally far inferior to the ancient dragon king, but it still has the potential to surpass the Seven Archons. We must seize this opportunity, even if Barbatos blocks it!"

"That's right, for our long-cherished wish, for the glory of the Prince of the Abyss!"

In the high-spirited atmosphere, the selected Abyss Mage flew straight into the portal to Teyvat...

"Ah!"

"Ah!!"

"Ah woo woo woo~~"

Andrius was very excited at first; after all, he almost forgot how long it had been since he had seen a challenger or old acquaintance in the altar. It was rare for an opponent to appear, and he was also a powerful person of the same demon god level. If he didn't fight to his heart's content, it would be a real loss.

Then, there was nothing else.

He has to say that young gods are really fierce!

As an old wolf who had lost his body in past battles and was left with only my will to survive, he was exhausted after fighting for a while. However, the other person was still at ease, and even the hem of her skirt was not damaged at all. It is estimated that she would have beaten me up in my prime.

"I admit defeat, you win, strange god."

Andrius fell to the ground unwillingly but accepted the reality. His momentum quickly weakened, and his energy was completely sluggish, leaving only a vague shadow with no threat.

Wendy Angel watched this scene. The storm ball in her hand dissipated, and a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes.

'Fluffy, I thought I couldn't touch it...'

The wolf king's fur was clean in color and looked soft and smooth. She could stroke it a bit as a reward for his kindness tonight.

But now, it had lost its power and had become a shadow like a candle in the wind.

Even if she stroked it, she couldn't feel it.

Andrius saw Wendy's disappointment and thought that his power could not satisfy her. He immediately lowered his wolf head in shame.

"I'm sorry, unknown strong one. I don't have much power left. If you were born a thousand years ago, or even five hundred years ago, the Anemo Elemental Dragon and Barbatos would have given you a hearty battle... Oh, by the way, is Barbatos really dead?"

Andrius raised his wolf head, looking a little nervous.

Wendy shook her head silently.

"Is that so..."

Andrius lowered his head again, his voice carrying a complex emotion that made it hard to tell whether he was relieved or disappointed.

Wendy crossed her hands, squeezed the soft and delicious rich evil, and said casually.

"Forget it, I had a good time tonight. I'm going to find a place to sleep. Bye~~"

"Wait, strange god."

"Hmm?"

"Have you seen the humans in Mondstandt? What do you think of this nation?"

Andrius stood up, restored the fierce momentum of the wolf king, and asked seriously.

Wendy blinked.

"I haven't seen it yet, I don't feel anything."

"Is that so? Then you will see it sooner or later. I hope you will like it, and like it voluntarily."

Andrius wished.

Because even if it is not voluntary, love is also a characteristic of demons, a characteristic as strong as a curse.

Even the tyrant on the high tower back then was a lover. It's just that the way he loved people was a disaster for all living things in the entire Mondstadt region.

Andrius looked at this beautiful and powerful compatriot and sighed.

He hopes she won't become another tower tyrant-like demon.

However, that is also a problem that the Anemo Archon Barbatos should face.

What does it have to do with me, an old wolf who retired and waited for death?

Andrius smiled gloatingly, and then, in Wendy's confused eyes, he dispersed the shadow and sank his will back to the depths of the altar.

'Why do you appear wearing the mask of the Fatui? Are you trying to trick me into fighting the Fatui? Is it another fun loving

god like Barbatos?'

While sleeping, Andrius suddenly thought uneasily.

Wendy blinked and saw that there was no big dog to rub, so she floated away slowly with a bit of loss.

...

In the sky, Wendy felt the wind swimming between her fingers, and the corners of her mouth gradually rose.

'So that's how it is. The power similar to authority bred in the fragments of Heavenly Principles is the so-called power of god.'

Wendy felt that the power of the Herrscher of Wind which she had embedded in her body to interfere with Barbatos had undergone a wonderful fusion change with the fragments of Heavenly Principles.

Delta in the original world developed the separation of consciousness threads and turned it into the power of the Thousand Winds.

In the world of Teyvat, the Thousand Winds themselves have a weak consciousness. It can even be said that they are all part of the power of Heavenly Principles.

Wendy waved her hand, and countless breezes flowed through the mountains, the sea, and the sky like hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix, paying homage to her king.

In the Seven Nations, many gods suddenly looked up at Mondstadt, each with an uncertain expression.

Wendy didn't know so much yet. She just watched thousands of breezes surrounding her body and passing through.

Information, intelligence, and even history, all kinds of things recorded by the thousand winds, were transmitted to Wendy's mind through this wonderful power.

"Hiss... my head is numb, a little dizzy. There is too much information to digest. It seems that I can't do it directly. I have to extract special information according to the needs."

Wendy patted her head and dispersed most of the Thousand Winds.

At the same time, she raised her hand and pinched a few strands of it.

That was the Thousand Winds that recorded the information about Angel and the Lucky Bandit Group.

"Stripping micro-consciousness, micro-consciousness is in charge, thanks to the technology developed by Delta. Don't panic, I won't erase you, I'll just add a little bit to you. Don't worry, I will be very gentle."

After a while, Wendy released the wind consciousness on her fingertips. The breeze blended into the air and soon joined the natural cycle.

Unless the Anemo Archon was summoned again, no one could find and read them.

"Ha! Hahaha!"

Under the moonlight, the free and evil god laughed happily.

From now on, even Barbatos won't find about finding her flaws.

With a sense of accomplishment, Wendy and Angel who had returned to Mondstadt looked up at the sky at the same time.

'Heavenly Principles is a good guy.'

'Next time we meet, I will try to tear off a few more fragments and bring them back to headquarters for a thorough study!'