Genshin Impact's Incense Burner Of Liyue [627]

“This is the nickname that fits. If you just call her the Maid Knight, people who don’t know better will think she only does logistics for the Knights of Favonius.”

Faced with a certain madman’s comments, Albedo only calmly sipped his tea.

“But Noelle actually is in charge of logistics work. At least for now.”

“Oh, please. Anyone can be trained for logistics, but it’s not so easy to find someone born with that kind of raw strength. Noelle could go toe-to-toe with a Stonehide Lawachurl—there aren’t many like her even in Liyue. Putting her on the front lines is the right choice.”

Gu Sanqiu waved his hands emphatically. “And if you wanted, you could even play up her image—make it public that this is the new standard for Knights of Favonius recruits. It’d be good for morale.”

Gu Sanqiu added, “You’ve got Klee for the little ones, but for the youth group, you guys are kind of lacking, aren’t you?”

“Leaving aside the people who joined the Knights early on, most of the well-known young folks in Mondstadt these days aren’t even in your pipeline.”

To be fair, as much as Bennett’s bad luck made people keep their distance, it was exactly that trait that forged his skills and knack for dealing with danger.

And then there’s Fischl, the Adventurers’ Guild’s intelligence officer. She might be a little eccentric, but she’s a renowned adventurer in her own right.

Albedo paused, thinking it over, and realized he really couldn’t refute that point.

“So what you’re saying is, we need to make it look like there’s a next generation coming up.”

“I don’t know why you’d put it so awkwardly, but yeah, that’s about right.”

Albedo was puzzled. “Is this what you do in Liyue too?”

Gu Sanqiu’s expression grew awkward.

“Uh… more or less.”

“What do you mean, ‘more or less’?”

Albedo pressed on, relentless. “We’re friends, right? Brothers. There’s nothing you can’t tell me. You’re just giving me suggestions—I’ll adjust for Mondstadt’s situation myself.”

“Fine, fine. I’ll tell you.”

“Go ahead.”

Gu Sanqiu laughed sheepishly. “Well, for Liyue’s new blood, aside from a certain old friend who started working in government early, I basically dragged all the rest into the underworld.”

So Xiangling, Xinyan, and Yun Jin aren’t suited for it? What a joke. Wanmin Restaurant is basically Ten Gold Association’s external canteen—if you think about it, that makes Xiangling their head chef.

Xinyan? She’s the deputy director of the association’s outreach department—a role I set up for her myself. Meeting all kinds of people only deepens her feel for rock ‘n’ roll.

As for Yun Jin, Yun-Han Opera Troupe gives Ten Gold Association group tickets, and in exchange, the association keeps troublemakers away from the troupe. Otherwise, some shady character might get crushed by a random falling boulder. People are worth most when you squeeze every drop of value from them.

Basically, when the authorities investigate, everyone’s involved. No one’s getting out clean.

But honestly, if it came down to it, my own dad would probably beat me to death before the investigation even finished.

As for Xingqiu, Chongyun, and Hu Tao, there’s no question. If I said, “Brothers, let’s go take care of business,” the three of them would grab their weapons and be out the door without a second thought.

“The underworld, huh.”

Albedo considered the phrasing. “You really are something else. Still, I suppose that’s one way to build camaraderie.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine. The point is, the method works—just don’t copy me exactly.”

“Hey, kid, we’ve got trouble!”

A voice, practically panicked, startled Gu Sanqiu so badly his hand trembled, nearly spilling his juice.

“Aether ran into people from the Abyss out in Minlin. He’s in a tough fight right now—you need to get over there and help, fast!”

“What the— Why are you telling me and not my dad? You aren’t seriously keeping an eye on him with the power of a thousand winds, are you?”

“No duh. Mondstadt’s my turf! I don’t care how close we are, I deserve a little respect, you know? This message is from an old friend, so get moving! Go, go, go!”

Gu Sanqiu shot to his feet. “Alright, something’s come up in Liyue. Guess this meal will have to wait—duty calls.”

“Be careful.”

“Don’t worry. All the airborne units in Liyue are old friends of mine.”

Gu Sanqiu hurried off. No sooner had he left than Klee burst in, eager to show her big brothers her latest batch of homemade bombs.

Albedo couldn’t help ruffling Klee’s hair. These days, just hearing the phrase “new bomb” gave him a headache.

Maybe it wouldn’t be long before Klee’s bomb-making skills surpassed even the blueprints Lady Alice left behind.

“Your Brother Sanqiu had to leave for urgent business. If you want to see him, maybe you can visit Liyue again next time.”

Their meal together, it seemed, was a promise already broken. Albedo frowned, unsettled by a strange sense of foreboding.

It wasn’t just about Sanqiu having to leave this time—it felt like something further in the future.

A bad feeling.

The same feeling you get in those old stories, where the hero promises to come back and get married after the war. The kind of ending you only read about in novels.

Remembering an old promise they’d made in private, Albedo gently pulled Klee into his arms, stroking her head. His mind grew clear again.

Looks like I’d better start making plans for this, too.

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Meanwhile, Gu Sanqiu soared toward Minlin, Venti sending him the route and precise coordinates directly. Whatever was going on with the blond kid, it was urgent—there wasn’t even time to meet up and discuss details.

Why would the Abyss Order show up in Minlin? Are they after the five warships from the battle at Guyun Stone Forest?

If that’s the case, and it really is that important, it actually makes sense for the protagonist to accidentally stumble into their operation. That’s just how things go for main characters—no matter how clever or secretive the villains are, fate always leads the hero to ruin their plans.

“No, that’s not right. If they were going to sabotage something, they’d have done it already. A blitz attack would be easier—they wouldn’t wait until now.”

Gu Sanqiu summoned the power of the fierce winds, the great cauldron in his body humming. The black-gold vessel turned the color of clear blue gale, and his speed shot up another level entirely.

Gu Sanqiu frowned. “But here’s the thing: Why not send Xiao? He could get there in a flash—wouldn’t that be safer?”

As it happened, Xiao was having the same doubt.

“Lord Rex Lapis, forgive my question, but why not let me go directly? I could reach the scene much faster than he could coming all the way from Mondstadt.”

Zhongli’s calm voice echoed in Xiao’s mind. “You bear karmic debt. Too much contact with the power of the Abyss could have unimaginable consequences. I do not wish to see Liyue’s weapons pointed at you one day.”

“As for Sanqiu, there’s no need to worry—he’s protected by a millennia-old wish. Even if he can’t call on it normally, it’s enough to shield him from most forms of corruption.”

“You needn’t take action. Focus on your own duties. If necessary, Xiaohei will step in.”

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