Genshin Impact: I'm The Envoy of Snezhnaya
Chapter 442: Bear With It
"Stay away from His Highness the Prince, you blasphemer!"
"The Abyss will never forgive you! You Fatui lapdog!"
"Lord Herald's wrath will tear you to pieces!"
Amid the Abyss Mages' frightened and furious accusations, Bai Luo walked over to Aether and crouched beside him.
Aether's condition was clearly abnormal.
Judging from his breathing and the steady rise and fall of his chest, he was merely asleep.
Yet despite all the commotion just now, it was as if he hadn't heard a thing.
He remained fast asleep.
Even when Bai Luo pinched his cheeks and tugged on his ears, Aether showed no reaction whatsoever.
Seeing this, Bai Luo was almost certain that this guy had definitely eaten the Sunsettia he had thrown over.
"You really will eat anything, won't you?"
When Bai Luo tossed the Sunsettia, he had never imagined that Aether, standing beyond the portal, would actually have the nerve to eat fruit handed to him by an unknown person.
Even the fearless Anemo Archon would cry, "Oh my God!" at one of Bai Luo's fruits.
You're still too inexperienced, Aether.
After confirming that Aether wouldn't be waking up anytime soon, Bai Luo reached out and began searching him.
If he wanted to completely establish himself as "Aether," he was still missing one crucial element.
Aether's aura.
Bai Luo knew perfectly well that he didn't possess such a thing himself.
Before, he could get by using his own unique abilities to fool people.
But if he met Lumine again later, he would definitely need something more convincing.
For example...
Bai Luo narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the earring hanging from Aether's left ear.
Smiling faintly, he reached out and gently touched the ornament, which emitted a soft glow.
This looks pretty nice.
After spending a bit of effort removing the earring, Bai Luo held it up toward the nearby campfire and examined it carefully.
Hmm...
The design isn't bad.
This should be enough.
Bai Luo remembered very clearly that, in the original story, the protagonist merely touched a dandelion that their sibling had stepped on and was able to sense their presence.
He had just taken an accessory that Aether wore directly on his body.
The effect would probably be even better.
Actually, if Bai Luo weren't so much taller than Aether, he would've stripped the clothes right off him as well.
After dealing with Aether, Bai Luo turned his attention to the Abyss Mages, who had been cursing at him nonstop.
The moment they saw him look over, the noisy group instantly fell silent.
"Mine might be a little... big."
"So bear with it."
Taking the dagger from his waist, Bai Luo said with a mischievous grin.
At first, the Abyss Mages looked at him with complete disdain.
The dagger was rather large.
It could practically be called a shortsword.
But no matter how big it was, it couldn't possibly—
—Holy crap!
Before their eyes, the weapon extended.
Then it reshaped itself.
Then, it grew until it was wider than an Abyss Mage's entire body.
Several of the fluffy little mages immediately began trembling.
Bai Luo flicked the broad blade with a finger.
The slab-like sword let out a deep, heavy thrum.
At this point, the issue was no longer whether it was "big."
The real question was whether the Abyss Mages could survive it.
"So..."
"Who's first?"
. . .
Fresh from inspecting the Temple of the Four Winds, Diluc returned to his tavern.
The moment he saw cats covering the floor, his already grim expression darkened even further.
Standing beside him, Kaeya's face gradually twisted into something strange.
Because he was desperately holding back laughter.
Diluc had turned into a cat before.
More than once.
Kaeya knew that all too well.
What he had never expected was that his adoptive brother's connection to becoming a cat would run so deep.
Now it wasn't just Diluc.
Even the tavern he owned had...
"Go notify Jean."
Looking down at the brown cat crouching by his feet—meowing while tugging at his pant leg—Diluc spoke calmly.
He knew this cat was probably his bartender, Charles.
As for why...
Had you ever seen a cat with such distinctly human-looking whiskers on its chin?
"The Ausbilder came here?"
Crouching down, Diluc asked softly.
Having gone through a similar experience himself, he knew that even after being transformed into a cat, Charles should still retain some degree of awareness.
To his surprise, however, the cat he believed to be Charles gave no response at all.
Frowning slightly, Diluc picked the cat up and placed it on the bar counter.
He then stepped behind the counter and began searching for clues.
He had to gather anything useful before the Knights of Favonius arrived.
As for why he intended to notify the Knights...
The main reason was that too many people had been affected.
After the Dragon Crisis ended, the people of Mondstadt—who had been holding themselves back for so long—could hardly suppress their innate desire for freedom.
As a result, Angel's Share was much more crowded than usual today.
His own subordinates could be kept under control.
But the ordinary patrons, that was something the Knights of Favonius would have to handle.
Diluc might not trust the Knights as an organization, but he did trust Jean to deal with the situation.
After searching behind the bar, he found an account ledger lying on the floor.
Ever since the Ausbilder had come to Mondstadt, Diluc had given special instructions:
If the Ausbilder ever visited the tavern, they were to record everything he did, everyone he met, and, if possible, everything he said.
After all, a tavern was one of the best places to gather intelligence.
Charles must have been writing in this ledger when he was turned into a cat.
"So it really was him again."
Looking at the fresh handwriting in the ledger, Diluc frowned slightly.
The entry only recorded that the Ausbilder had come in, ordered a Valley Sunset, and asked to meet that bard.
After that...
Nothing.
The Ausbilder's alchemical potion must have taken effect, turning everyone in the tavern into cats.
But...
How had he managed to transform so many people all at once?
After pondering the matter for a moment, Diluc packed away several items behind the bar that the Knights of Favonius absolutely couldn't be allowed to see, then headed straight toward the bard's room.
...
The moment he pushed the door open, Diluc almost drew his sword.
Because the bard lying on the bed...
Had no head?
No.
It wasn't that someone had cut his head off.
Rather, it looked as though something incredibly heavy had smashed directly onto his head, driving it completely into the mattress.
Even so, the bard didn't appear to be injured in any obvious way.
There wasn't even a visible wound on him.
Perhaps it was just his imagination, but Diluc felt that the bard looked even more peacefully asleep than before.
Even the snoring had stopped.
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