Life on the ship could be said to be fairly stable.
If there was anything bad about it,
it was probably the lack of cute children to ruffle, which made the old uncle feel extremely unaccustomed.
And little Eula also seemed quite unadapted.
Back when she had wandered with the old uncle for so long, this child never showed any homesickness for her family.
Now, on the very first day aboard the ship, she already started missing the little children in Liyue who needed her care.
At this moment, little Eula was blankly gazing at the endless sea.
"Hm? Missing little Hu Tao and the others?"
The old uncle sat beside little Eula, accompanying her in feeling the gentle rocking of the ship.
"Mm, I miss them. I was already very reluctant when we left, and now that we're on the ship, the reluctance feels even stronger."
"Sounds similar to how I felt before going to the snowy mountains to meet you."
"Hm? Old uncle, speaking of which, why didn't you plan to stay longer in Liyue? And when leaving, it felt like you were in a hurry."
"After all, old uncle me doesn't really like the sadness of parting."
"Then why not just stay?"
"I don't know. I just wanted to go out and continue seeing the world outside. And... if I had really stayed in Liyue back then, I wouldn't have met you in the snowy mountains."
Little Eula fell silent.
"That's true too."
Little Eula seemed to let go of something. But the sadness of parting still lingered with the child.
"Old uncle, since we're going to travel in Inazuma, how about we try some sparring? You don't use elemental power."
"I think that's fine. It just so happens to check if I've gotten rusty from slacking off lately."
Sometimes, vigorous exercise is essential for venting emotions.
Then there was another matter.
The old uncle, relying solely on himself without his Vision, truly couldn't beat little Eula.
The inheritance of the Lawrence family... was indeed formidable.
After battling little Eula for thirty rounds, the old uncle's iron-tipped spear finally broke.
Sparring against someone wielding a greatsword.
Very tough.
And little Eula's greatsword swings even had traces of one-handed sword style.
It looked light, but one hit and you'd know how heavy it really was.
"Speaking of which, old uncle, how's your research on elemental power going?"
"Pretty smoothly. I've already figured out the wind-gathering ring. If you want, old uncle I can try it—directly fly you to Inazuma. Definitely faster than taking the ship."
"What about in combat? I've heard things are a bit chaotic over in Inazuma."
"That's what I meant by combat."
Little Eula fell silent.
If you can run, why fight?
Killing brings such bad luck.
"What if we're surrounded? Old uncle, an adventurer of such high level—if you only know how to run, wouldn't you become a big fat sheep? If they don't catch you, no loss for them; if they do, huge profit."
Now it was Cid's turn to fall silent.
He sighed.
"Little Eula, old uncle me... doesn't really want to do things that take lives."
Cid extended his palm.
At this moment, little Eula noticed a few stray strands of her hair had fallen.
"Once it starts, it's hard to stop. We'll see when the time comes."
Little Eula realized she hadn't even noticed how her hair had been cut.
"This is a little poison-testing tool that Auntie Xianyun prepared for me."
Cid held up a small box.
"And this—blocking Anemo shield, 360° dead-angle-free protection, absolutely excels at stopping projectiles."
Cid old uncle snapped his fingers, and a shield appeared.
"And this—wound-healing medicine that Madame Ping prepared for us."
...
"If you're still worried, you could also learn the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor's funeral rite seal—it sends people off, can even send their souls away."
Little Eula was stunned.
Old uncle...
You've prepared so thoroughly...
Are you running off to Inazuma to flirt with flower girls or to go on a killing spree?