The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [442]

“So… another friend just like that, huh…” Paimon muttered, clearly itching to make a comment.

“What’s wrong with having friends all over the world?” Lumine replied with a grin. “When you're out traveling, isn't it all about knowing the right people?”

Then she turned to Eula. “Since we're friends now, I should properly introduce myself.”

“I’m Lumine, traveling through the Seven Nations in search of my sibling,” she said. “And this is Paimon, my traveling companion.”

“We usually have another companion too, but he drank himself into a stupor last night. I’ll introduce him another time.”

“If you're talking about the guy handing out drinks at Angel’s Share yesterday,” Eula said with arms crossed, “then I’ve already seen him. Definitely someone worthy of holding a grudge against.”

“You were at the tavern last night?” Lumine’s eyes lit up. “How come I didn’t see you?”

“I was sitting in the far corner the whole time. Otherwise, the other customers would’ve felt uncomfortable.”

“Uncomfortable?” Lumine tilted her head.

“The Lawrence name doesn’t exactly earn warm welcomes in Mondstadt.”

“Oh, I thought maybe they were just staring because you’re good-looking.” Lumine smacked her lips. “Next time let’s go to the tavern together. Who cares what the others think?”

“If anyone gives you trouble, I’ll deal with them.” She gave her chest a confident pat.

“Oh? You don’t mind being seen with a Lawrence?” Eula asked, eyeing Lumine with curiosity.

“Why would I care about that?”

Lumine looked her straight in the eye. “Lawrence is Lawrence. Eula Lawrence is Eula Lawrence.”

“And I’m me!” she declared, head high and chest out. “Do I look like someone who sweats the small stuff?”

“But... there’s one more thing.”

She raised a finger and looked Eula in the eye. “When exactly do you plan to get your revenge? I’m ready anytime!”

“Are you the type to bide your time, or do you believe in settling scores on the spot?”

Lumine winked. “Have you decided yet?”

“Hah… Someone who actually looks forward to revenge? I thought I was already strange for joining the Knights—turns out you’re even stranger.”

Eula burst into laughter. “Don’t worry. Holding grudges is one thing, exacting revenge is another. I’m not really in a vengeful mood right now, so I’ll just keep this one on the books.”

“I’ve got a nice thick ledger in my heart full of old grudges. Even if I wanted to get revenge, I’d have to do it in order—so by the time I get around to you, who knows when that’ll be.”

She crossed her arms, thoughtful. “Let’s see… stealing my credit, punching my uncle, badmouthing the Lawrence clan right to my face—mm, yeah, definitely worth a detailed entry.”

“She really does hold grudges…” Paimon mumbled under her breath.

“So, Eula,” Lumine said, “do you think there’s a connection between your uncle and the Fatui?”

“Why don’t we team up and investigate together?”

“Oh?” Eula raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you worried I’ll cover for him? I am a Lawrence, after all.”

“Jean said you’re a trustworthy ally. So I trust you.” Lumine beamed. “And anyone who goes against their family’s rules and joins the Knights to fight for Mondstadt—that’s someone I can trust.”

“In that case,” Eula said, meeting her gaze, “I’ll help you with this investigation. So—how do you plan to proceed?”

“Investigation…” Lumine fell into thought. “Eula, be honest—after I punched your uncle, do you think he’d tell me anything if I went to ask?”

“Probably not,” Eula said, shaking her head.

Lumine turned to glance at the tied-up Fatui soldiers nearby.

Still alive. Still breathing.

Maybe it’s time for a little interrogation.

...

Not long after, Lumine and Eula returned to the Knights of Favonius headquarters, dragging the captured Fatui soldiers with them.

Unfortunately, despite all of Lumine’s questioning, not one of the soldiers gave up any information about their plans.

In fact, every single one of them insisted they were simply investigating storm activity around Windwail Highland.

Lumine stood outside the Knights’ building, kicking a pebble on the road in frustration.

The Knights needed solid, irrefutable evidence to act—but without any confessions, the Fatui couldn’t even be considered proper evidence.

Eula stood beside her, watching Lumine stew. “Looks like you won’t be getting anything useful out of the Fatui for now. What do you think—should we try your uncle again?”

“But your uncle is just…” Lumine frowned. “I really don’t want to deal with that guy.”

“I’ve never met someone so rude in my life. And he has the nerve to go on and on about noble etiquette? He doesn’t even have basic manners—what ‘etiquette’ is he even talking about?”

“My uncle is like that,” Eula admitted with a sigh.

“Then… why don’t we head to Good Hunter first?” she suggested. “Let’s eat and figure things out afterward.”

Even Paimon chimed in, trying to lift Lumine’s mood. “Yeah, Traveler. Thinking too hard isn’t going to help. Let’s take a break and come up with a plan after.”

“…Alright,” Lumine grumbled, raking her fingers through her hair.

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What she didn’t know was that, at that very moment, in the Grand Master’s office, Jia Changjiang was speaking with Jean.

“So that’s what it was…” Jean murmured. “Schubert has been hanging around the city walls lately because he’s been sketching the Mondstadt wall defenses...?”

She nodded thoughtfully after hearing Jia Changjiang’s report.

“This investigation… thank you for your effort, Mr. Jax.”

“Don’t thank me just yet,” Jia said, waving a hand. “I didn’t bring back any solid evidence.”

“I understand.” Jean nodded. “But I’m still grateful for the intel—and everything you’re doing for Mondstadt.”

She paused, then added sincerely, “Also… Mr. Jax, you really are a kind and admirable man.”

“I wouldn’t go that far.”

Jia shook his head. “Mondstadt’s problems should be handled by Mondstadt.”

“If Venti has decided to forgive the old nobility and allow the Lawrences to remain in Mondstadt…”

“Then that means he acknowledges them as part of Mondstadt.”

Jia’s gaze grew cold.

“If even he chooses to hand over the city’s defense maps to them…”

“Then I… I truly pity what the Lawrence clan has become.”

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