The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [438]

“You wanna get your ass beat?!”

Lumine cracked her knuckles, the sound sharp and deliberate.

The Anemo Archon and Geo Archon were her friends—what did this washed-up noble think he was, ordering her to kneel?

Tell me to kneel?

Back when I was fighting the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles centuries ago, your ancestors hadn’t even crawled out of the muck yet!

“Hmph! Just as I thought—barbarian filth!”

Schubert sneered, voice sharp with contempt. “No manners, no respect!”

He stepped closer, jabbing a finger at Lumine’s nose. “Let me tell you something! The Lawrence Clan may have fallen on hard times, but we descendants! We’re always seeking a path back to glory!”

“The more uncouth your kind becomes, the more I must embody noble grace and dignity,” Schubert declared, crossing his arms. “Your every word and gesture is an offense to my ears.”

“I have nothing to say to savages like you!”

With that, Schubert turned his back to her. “I have important matters to attend to. I won’t waste another moment here.”

Lumine stared at his retreating back. Her breath caught in her chest.

She exhaled slowly… and uncurled her fist.

Then, wordlessly, she pulled a wooden stick from her inventory.

“Traveler! We still have a missi—”

Paimon had only just begun to object when she saw Lumine grip the stick tight and start walking straight toward Schubert.

“...sion—oh no.”

With a resigned sigh, Paimon slapped her hands over her eyes.

In the silence that followed, only scattered phrases drifted through the air:

“You boorish savage—!”

And then, the sharp, satisfying thud of wood meeting flesh.

Followed by grunts of pain.

A few minutes later, Lumine tossed the stick aside, her face glowing with satisfaction like someone wearing new clothes for New Year’s Day.

“I’ve had enough of that guy! Seriously… thinking he could walk all over me,” Lumine grumbled. “People like you? I’ve beaten up at least eighty of them!”

“Remember this! The one who beat your ass today is—”

She paused, deciding against dragging the Knights into this.

“—me! Lumine the Traveler!”

“If I catch you running your mouth again, I’ll beat you again. Every. Single. Time.”

With that declaration, she turned on her heel and walked off.

Not far down the road, Paimon hesitated before speaking.

“Traveler…”

“Now that you’ve, uh, beaten up that Schubert guy… doesn’t that mean we failed the mission Jean gave us?”

“...Tch.”

Lumine fell into deep thought. “Right… We were supposed to be on a mission…”

“But that guy was way too punchable! Even worse than that merchant who insulted Razor!”

“But Jean asked me for help herself… and I really don’t want to disappoint her,” she muttered, conflicted.

“Let me think…”

“Okay—so the mission was to investigate whether the Lawrence family is connected to the Fatui, right?”

“If we can’t get anything out of the Lawrences…”

“Then we’ll go investigate the Fatui instead!” Lumine clenched her fist. “Let’s ask Kaeya if he’s got any leads on them outside Mondstadt!”

She grabbed Paimon and broke into a run, heading straight for the Knights’ headquarters.

“Traveler! Don’t drag me so fast—!”

---

Elsewhere, Jia Changjiang had finally arrived at the city wall, not long after Lumine had left.

Almost immediately, he noticed someone collapsed in the middle of the road.

But strangely, the pedestrians walking by barely spared the figure a glance. Some reached out a hand, only to quickly pull it back like they’d touched a hot stove. Others simply hurried away.

One person even spat at the unconscious man in secret.

“...Huh?”

Jia Changjiang blinked.

Since when did Mondstadt turn into this kind of place?

People didn’t help strangers anymore?

Was this some scam setup?

He flagged down a passing Mondstadt citizen and asked curiously, “Hey, what’s the deal with that guy lying there? Why’s everyone acting like they can’t stand him?”

“That’s a Lawrence. One of those Lawrences!” The passerby’s tone turned sour. “Don’t get involved with their kind.”

“Lawrence…?”

Jia squinted at the man lying crumpled on the ground, bruised and disheveled.

“Don’t tell me… that’s Schubert?”

After letting the Mondstadt citizen go, Jia thought for a moment, then walked over and checked on the unconscious man.

“Hmm… superficial injuries. Nothing serious…”

Jia nodded. “Whoever did this had control. Knocked him out clean, nothing life-threatening. Definitely not an amateur. Good work.”

With a sigh of admiration, Jia grabbed Schubert by the collar and hoisted him up, dragging him off down the road.

“TMD…”

“I came here to investigate—how the hell did my target end up already beaten unconscious…”

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“Kaeya!”

Lumine kicked open the door to Kaeya’s dorm room in the Knights’ quarters. “Tell me what you know about the Fatui outside Mondstadt! You’ve got fingers in every pie—I know you know something!”

“Pfft—!”

Kaeya had been reading a glossy magazine from Sumeru while sipping coffee. Startled, he coughed and sputtered, half-spitting his drink.

“Lumine? You too?”

He wiped his mouth. “And you’re after Fatui intel…?”

“Too?” Lumine tilted her head. “Oh—never mind that. It’s because of that damn Schubert…”

“He was so punchable! I couldn’t help myself—I beat him up. So now there’s no way I’m getting any intel out of him,” she said, puffing her cheeks. “But I thought about it—if we’re gathering evidence, I can still dig it up from the Fatui’s side! So, Kaeya—give me everything you’ve got! I’ll even give you… ten percent of the credit!”

“You… beat up Schubert?”

Kaeya blinked, surprised—though not that surprised.

It did sound like something Lumine would do.

“He wanted me to kneel, Kaeya! One knee! Can you believe that crap?” she grumbled. “So? Do you have anything or not?”

Kaeya rubbed his chin, intrigued.

“There is someone from the Knights currently tracking Fatui movements. She’s stationed outside the city…”

“Eula Lawrence. Remember her?” Kaeya smirked.

Something told him this was about to get very interesting.

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In the dim light of a small inn room...

Schubert groaned as he regained consciousness, his head pounding like a war drum.

And the first thing he heard was a gruff male voice beside him.

“Awake now, Schubert Lawrence?”

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