Chapter 38: The White Snoopy Urn or an S-Rank Reward?
"Besides, if Stormterror is allowed to run rampant, the winery's business will suffer as well."
"But make one thing clear—I'm helping you. I have absolutely no expectations for the Knights of Favonius."
Paimon: "Master Diluc really has quite the grudge against the Knights…"
Su Han: "That's not strange at all. If it were me, I'd probably feel the same resentment toward the Knights."
Diluc: "Hmph…"
Jean: "I'm sorry. If only I were a more capable Acting Grand Master…"
"Or if I could inspire everyone the way the Grand Master does—bring them more morale, more strength…"
Lumine: "Acting Grand Master Jean, please don't put so much pressure on yourself. In our eyes, you're already outstanding."
Su Han let out a soft chuckle. "Heh. It's not that I intend to disparage your Grand Master."
"It's just that the timing of this expedition seems… a bit too coincidental."
"What sort of reward could possibly justify sending the Knights of Favonius' elite forces away, ignoring the internal and external threats to their homeland, for such a vaguely defined campaign?"
"Oh, of course—these are merely the shallow words of an outsider. Please don't take them to heart."
Diluc glanced at Su Han with a hint of surprise, but showed no displeasure at his words.
"Hmph. Grand Master Varka… I understand his position, but I cannot agree with his methods."
"…Heh. I've spoken too much. Forget what I said."
"Mr. Su Han, catch."
A black jade claw inlaid with golden threads traced an arc through the air as it was tossed toward Su Han.
Paimon: "Huh? Isn't that your Archaeology Permit? How did it end up with Master Diluc?"
Su Han: "This…"
Lumine: "…"
Diluc: "I assume this talisman is important to you. So I'm returning it."
"If you ever find yourself short on Mora, come to Dawn Winery."
The surprise on Su Han's face slowly shifted into a smile. "Heh… many thanks, Senior Diluc…"
Diluc: "…"
Right then, the system notification chimed at the perfect moment.
[Option One: Slay Stormterror Dvalin with no casualties on our side.
Reward: One lottery chance containing an S-rank reward.]
[Option Two: Rescue Stormterror Dvalin with no casualties on our side.
Reward: One lottery chance containing an S-rank reward.]
[Option Three: Borrow the Skyward Harp from Venti and play an extremely unpleasant tune, driving Stormterror Dvalin into a berserk state.
Reward: Latest limited-edition White Snoopy urn + one hundred tables of premium flowing banquet feasts.]
Although the rewards for Options One and Two were incredibly tempting… who could possibly resist the allure of a limited-edition White Snoopy urn?
Just kidding.
Even if he were sick of living, he wouldn't drag these few along to be buried with him…
Heh. At the very least, he'd have to drag the entire Mondstadt City down with him—that would be thrilling…
—
On an unnamed cliff, frigid gales howled relentlessly. The environment was harsh and barren, devoid of vegetation. As far as the eye could see, only shattered ruins and broken stone remained. An ordinary human could hardly survive here.
"Kuchasalkenpupupu!"
"Foolish and feeble humans, pu-hahaha—!"
A Cryo Abyss Mage holding an icy staff danced gleefully. Mid-twirl, it suddenly froze.
Then it flipped open a small notebook and searched for the corresponding line.
"You dare attempt to obstruct our plans? Under the witness of the Abyss, perish!"
The next line was… mm, mm…
"Do not be deceived, pitiful dragon…"
"He has already abandoned you, hehahaha…"
"Look, now he comes again… again…"
The stuck Cryo Abyss Mage flipped through its little notebook again until it found the proper line.
"Again to deceive you!"
"Ahahaha…"
"Yes, that's it…"
"Hatred! Rage! You are already an enemy of Mondstadt—there is no turning back!"
Not far behind the Abyss Mage, a golden-haired youth silently watched the entire performance for a long while before turning away without a word.
The towering and broad Abyss Herald: Wicked Torrents couldn't help but shake his head as he followed the golden-haired youth.
"Your Highness the Prince, can it truly accomplish the mission alone?" the Abyss Herald: Wicked Torrents asked.
"Would you require my assistance?"
"No need. It is merely… a trivial trick…"
"As for those few foreign outlanders of unknown origin—they will not stir up any real waves," the golden-haired youth said slowly.
"But…" The Abyss Herald hesitated.
"If you wish to go, then go. Just do not bring me trouble."
"If Barbatos were to don the crown once more for that dragon… no, that shouldn't happen…"
"Yes… Your Highness."
The Abyss Herald: Wicked Torrents raised his deep-blue, inhuman claw to his chest and offered his salute to the Prince.
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