The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [441]

They were surrounded by walls of Geo energy. The resonance between them sparked violent tremors that battered the bodies of the Fatui agents.

Overhead, wind blades rained down in an unending storm, leaving the Fatui scrambling for cover, barely keeping up.

And the one responsible for all this—Lumine—stood calmly atop the watchtower. Every time a Fatui soldier tried to climb up, they'd be met with a barrage of wind blades, forcing them back down.

In the end, Lumine wore them all out—draining their stamina, inflicting non-lethal injuries, and capturing them alive one by one.

"Traveler! That was amazing!" Paimon couldn't help but praise her.

Lumine might not be able to beat Childe in close combat, but her elemental control had grown sharper with time.

Back when she first gained Anemo and Geo resonance, there was no way she could’ve managed something like this. But now... now she could command such a vast array of elements with a casual flick of her fingers, even manipulating them with subtle precision.

It was impossible not to be impressed by her innate talent for elemental combat and manipulation.

"Now then, should I interrogate them here, or take them back to the Knights and hand them over to Acting Grand Master Jean..." Lumine muttered as she tied up the Fatui soldiers with ropes.

While she was still weighing her options, a presence—light as air—was quietly approaching.

But what the lurking Fatui Pyro Agent didn’t realize was that every subtle tremor he made as he stepped across the ground rang out like thunder to Lumine’s attuned senses.

Still, she didn’t react. She hadn’t even told Paimon. Instead, she waited—let the agent get closer—so she could strike when he was least prepared and end it in one swift move.

But just before he could reach her, a gust of cold wind swept in. A greatsword, glittering with frost, slashed through the air toward the invisible Pyro Agent.

Lumine turned just in time to see Eula dispatch the enemy cleanly, effortlessly.

The way Eula wielded her greatsword—it didn’t even look like combat. It looked like... a dance.

“Ah! It’s Eula!” Paimon exclaimed.

“You two really work fast,” Eula said, sheathing her sword and shaking her head. “I just finished tracking them down, and you’ve already dealt with all of them.”

She put her hands on her hips. “So this is what they call ‘striking first to gain the upper hand’? Hmph. Unfair.”

She narrowed her eyes with mock indignation. “I’m definitely holding a grudge for this.”

“Oh!” Lumine nodded solemnly.

She’s holding another grudge against me! That means she remembers me!

“Why a grudge, though?” Paimon asked, a little shocked.

Had she or the Traveler done something to offend Eula? She couldn’t think of anything... unless the Traveler had gone and done something again without telling her?

Paimon started to sweat. She had zero confidence in Lumine’s sense of tact...

“I heard a lot of noise from this direction and rushed over, only to find you already winning against the Fatui,” Eula said, arms folded. “If I hadn’t jumped in, I wouldn’t have even gotten a sliver of credit. Isn’t that worth holding a grudge over?”

She turned to Lumine. “But... I’m glad you’re not hurt. Fighting so many Fatui at once is dangerous.”

“I’m strong,” Lumine said confidently, patting her chest. “The Fatui are no big deal.”

“Eula, do you remember me? We met at Angel’s Share before,” Lumine said, striking up conversation.

“Of course I remember,” Eula replied. “You were bold enough to shout my surname in front of everyone. I’ve got that grudge memorized crystal clear.”

She gave a small nod. “And besides, as the Honorary Knight, there aren’t many in the Order who don’t know who you are.”

“Hey, Eula... how about I leave these Fatui to you?” Lumine offered. “Weren’t these the ones you were hunting?”

“Oh?” Eula raised a brow. “Are you looking down on me?”

She put on an exaggerated expression of indignation. “Just handing over the credit like that? Is this how the Honorary Knight treats fellow members of the Knights of Favonius? Hmph... that’s another grudge.”

“W-wait, that’s not what I meant,” Lumine said hastily. “It’s just that...”

“I, uh... may have punched your uncle. So maybe this could count as a small apology.”

“Hm?” Eula’s eyebrows lifted. “You punched my uncle?”

“Yeah, Schubert. He told me to kneel on one knee the moment I arrived. I couldn’t help it—I punched him,” Lumine said. “Actually, I was there on Jean’s orders. There were suspicions that he might have ties to the Fatui...”

“I see,” Eula said slowly. “So after hitting someone’s uncle, you didn’t report it to the Knights—you came to tell me, his family.”

Her voice dropped into a small, dangerous laugh. “Hah... well then. That’s definitely another grudge.”

“But... I wouldn’t worry too much,” she added more casually. “In the eyes of most Mondstadt citizens, the Lawrence family are still villains. It’s not exactly surprising for people to suspect us based on gossip.”

“That makes sense...” Paimon nodded. “They were the cruel rulers of old, after all...”

“?”

Lumine turned to look at her, a slow question mark forming in her eyes.

Has Paimon learned absolutely nothing from spending all this time with me?

Every time... she steps right on the landmine. Flawless. I couldn’t do it better myself.

“So you think the same way too, huh? Then this grudge... it’s official now!” Eula declared.

“You’re the one who said it first!” Paimon yelled, scandalized.

It felt like the whole world was conspiring to mess with one little floating Paimon.

“This is fun,” Eula laughed. “Three grudges in a single meeting—I haven’t had this much fun in ages.”

“What’s so fun about that?” Paimon huffed.

Lumine watched as Eula laughed, rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

Despite all her talk about grudges...

Lumine had never once felt any real hostility from her.

It was like all that “holding a grudge” stuff... was just something she said.

“Fun, right?” Lumine took a step closer. “So, how about it... want to be friends?”

“Oh?” Eula looked at her. “I’m Eula Lawrence, a member of the Lawrence Clan. And you still want to be friends with me?”

“Lawrence is Lawrence,” Lumine said, folding her arms. “I want to be friends with Eula.”

“Not the Lawrences.”

Eula couldn’t help it—she laughed so hard her smile nearly split her face. “You’re the first person to ever say that to me.”

“Alright. I’ll accept. But—don’t think I’m letting go of all those grudges!”

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