The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [448]

A familiar room layout.

A familiar corner.

A familiar Fatui Pyro Agent.

And the familiar scene of Lumine and Jia Changjiang—cornering that Fatui Pyro Agent, Sergey, in the last room and beating him down.

“So you’re Fatui, huh?!”

Jia Changjiang, wielding his bow, used its shaft to smack Sergey hard.

Lumine, practiced and efficient, joined in, fists and feet flying at the Fatui agent.

“Mm…”

Eula followed behind them, silent.

Originally, she’d come here thinking she was just here to deal with Fatui business.
But now, as she watched, Eula suspected her real job was to keep Jia Changjiang and Lumine from accidentally killing any Fatui agents and triggering a major diplomatic incident for Mondstadt…

“Found it—this is the one.”

Eula quickly picked out the scroll: the city defense map Schubert had handed over to the Fatui.

“Who knows if the Fatui had time to make a backup,” Eula muttered, turning over the fresh-looking parchment in her hands.

“Let me see, let me see.”

Lumine took the map, glanced at it, and wrinkled her nose. “Wow, this really is ugly! Eula, when you learned etiquette, didn’t you have drawing lessons too?”

Eula glanced back at her. “Of course we learned, but… my uncle just never had a talent for drawing, that’s all.”

She paused, brow furrowing. “But there’s something odd…”

“If Snezhnaya just wanted to invade, they wouldn’t bother with all this—there’d be no need for a city defense map.”

“And no matter how shady the Fatui are, they wouldn’t start an all-out war now. That’d mean more enemies than just Mondstadt.”

“Well, whatever. There’s still this hidden risk, so I’ll report it to the Acting Grand Master. She’ll know what to do—hm?”

As she spoke, Eula’s eyes fell back to the city defense map Schubert had drawn.

Lumine might not have noticed anything wrong.

But Eula, as a Knight of Favonius, immediately saw it:

“This map… is a fake.”

“Fake?”

Lumine blinked. “No way! Didn’t your uncle say he worked really hard on it?”

“I don’t know… Best if we just bring this back.” Eula frowned.

Even she couldn’t tell what her uncle’s intentions had been.

Was it just a mistake? Did he grab the wrong map?

Jia Changjiang stroked his chin, deep in thought.

…

When Jia Changjiang and Lumine followed Eula back to the Knights’ headquarters, they stopped in front of Jean’s office. Lumine hesitated, then asked, “Eula, why don’t I give the city defense map to Acting Grand Master Jean?”

“Why? You trying to steal my credit again?” Eula crossed her arms. “I’m not about to forget a grudge.”

“That’s not it—it’s just… If you turn in this fake map, won’t some people in the Knights think you’re covering for your uncle?”

Lumine looked worried.

She trusted Jean, but… gossip was a dangerous thing.

“No need to worry. The Acting Grand Master will know what to do,” Eula replied, and strode right into the office.

“Now that’s what I call a righteous knight,” Paimon sighed.

“Yeah… By the way, where’s Jia Changjiang?” Lumine scratched her head. “He disappeared as soon as we got here.”

“No idea. Maybe he was too tired and went off to rest?” Paimon guessed.

What neither Lumine nor Paimon knew was that, not long after arriving at headquarters, Jia Changjiang had used Kaeya’s connections to get a quick visit with—

Schubert Lawrence.

In the Knights’ temporary holding cell, Schubert Lawrence was locked in a cramped little room, looking haggard, all his aristocratic manners gone.

“So? After that tongue-lashing, you went and handed over a fake city defense map?” Jia Changjiang sat casually on the other side of the bars, one leg crossed over the other. “Had a sudden change of heart?”

“The Knights’ weak rule over Mondstadt should have ended long ago!” Schubert spat. “Mondstadt today… the rites are broken, nothing decent left!”

“And Snezhnaya’s Fatui… they’re nothing but barbarians!”

He let out a sigh. “Eula…”

“She must have brought that map back by now, right?” Schubert bowed his head. “The Knights will never trust her.”

“She’s a Lawrence! The people of Mondstadt, the Knights—none of them will ever truly accept a Lawrence heir!”

He looked up at Jia Changjiang. “Isn’t that what you all want?”

“Don’t talk nonsense. I’m not here to play games with you.”

Jia Changjiang shifted, switching legs. “Is that why you said all that to Eula?”

“Haven’t you ever thought about… letting go of those old grudges?” Jia Changjiang watched him. “You know, if the Knights really wanted to wipe your family out, they wouldn’t need an excuse.”

“…The Lawrence clan could never coexist with the Knights.” Schubert replied coldly. “It was the Knights who tore down our rule. The people of Mondstadt hate us. The Knights will never truly accept a Lawrence.”

“But Eula is the most talented Lawrence in a thousand years.”

He looked up. “As the last of the Lawrences, she should know this better than anyone.”

“Just because you couldn’t do it doesn’t mean Eula can’t.”

Jia Changjiang watched him. “So all those things you said to Eula… You were trying to push her to keep going?”

“You’re not planning to make peace with the Knights yourself?”

“I’ve already told you.”

Schubert’s voice was flat. “The Knights and the Lawrence family will never coexist.”

“I am a Lawrence.”

Jia Changjiang put his feet down and stood up. “What a shame.”

“So even after all that yelling, I still couldn’t wake you up. Whatever. Doesn’t matter.”

He turned to leave.

But just before stepping out, Jia Changjiang glanced back.

“People’s prejudices are like mountains—no matter how hard you try, they’re almost impossible to move… It’s true.”

He gave Schubert one last look. “But, as it happens…”

“There’s a story from my homeland. It’s called ‘The Foolish Old Man Moves the Mountain.’”

"Even if I die, my children remain; and they’ll have children, and their children will have children—generation after generation, unending. The mountain never grows, so why shouldn’t we keep chipping away?"

“Starting with Eula… Lawrence is already different.”

“That’s the kind of person I like.” Jia Changjiang grinned. “History really does go in strange circles, doesn’t it?”

“Eula Lawrence—she’s the new pioneer.”

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