I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [223]

When Zhongli opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Fu Hua and Guizhong, who were already awake and sitting together in the courtyard.

The two of them were seated at a stone table, chatting as they ate breakfast.

Guizhong looked particularly excited, while Fu Hua, though calm as ever, did not seem impatient.

"Come, come, Miss Fu Hua! Try this Glaze Lily Pastry! And this Qingxin Cake! Oh, and these fried bamboo shoots are really good—I personally like them a lot!" Guizhong eagerly recommended Liyue’s delicacies.

Fu Hua gave a slight nod, accepting the offer without hesitation.

She ate in small yet steady bites.

Her pace wasn’t particularly fast, nor was it slow. Each time, she would take a whole piece of pastry into her mouth, yet her eating manner remained refined.

Zhongli knew that this was simply the norm for MOTHs’ Flame-Chasers.

In an era where they fought Honkai Beasts daily, sitting down for a proper meal was possible, but time was often limited—because no one could predict when the next attack might come. The best they could do was eat quickly.

At the same time, celebration banquets required proper table etiquette, which led to her current dining habits.

What surprised Zhongli, however, was that Fu Hua had yet to adjust to eating at a normal pace.

Or perhaps… she had already made this method her habitual norm.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Zhongli got out of bed, turned his gaze away from the courtyard, and began freshening up.

After adjusting the hem of his clothes, he stepped out of his room.

Just as he greeted Fu Hua and Guizhong, a knock came at the door—right on time, just as he had arranged the day before.

Knock, knock—

Knock, knock—

The rhythm was steady. Zhongli extended a finger toward the door, and the powerful enchantments—strong enough to withstand an attack from Celestia—instantly unraveled, allowing it to open.

Paimon flew in first at full speed.

Following closely behind her was the Traveler, Lumine.

But what caught Zhongli’s attention was an unexpected visitor—a young man who appeared to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

He wore a modified ceremonial robe and had a calm, expressionless demeanor.

"My Lumine and I brought a newcomer today," Paimon declared proudly, puffing out her chest.

"This is… Mr. Albedo," Lumine introduced softly.

Paimon quickly followed up with her own introduction, "He’s an alchemist residing in Mondstadt, serving as the Chief Alchemist of the Knights of Favonius!"

"He heard we were heading to Dragonspine, so he had his assistant, Sucrose, send my Lumine a commission!"

"A commission?" Zhongli repeated, shifting his gaze to the young alchemist.

"Yes. You must be Mr. Zhongli." Albedo’s voice was calm and measured, carrying a sense of wisdom. "I am Albedo, an alchemist. I heard you were taking Miss Lumine to Dragonspine, and I was wondering if you could assist me with a small matter."

"What kind of matter?"

Naturally, Zhongli would not agree without understanding the details.

"I’d like to invite you and the Traveler to assist me in an experiment," Albedo explained.

"An experiment?" Zhongli turned toward Lumine.

"You know how it is, Mr. Zhongli," Paimon interjected, stepping forward. "My Lumine is not only an otherworldly traveler but also a top-tier adventurer in the Adventurers’ Guild!"

"So getting a commission from Mr. Albedo is totally normal! And definitely not just because he offered a great reward!"

"…Very well." Zhongli was silent for a moment before giving a slight nod. "I see no issue with that. Protecting you all will be a simple matter."

"By the way, Traveler, I also have two companions I’d like to introduce," Zhongli continued. "They will be accompanying us to Dragonspine."

Stepping aside, he revealed Fu Hua and Guizhong.

Guizhong, the Dust God, didn’t require much introduction—Lumine had met her before. But when Lumine saw Fu Hua, her expression shifted into surprise.

She still remembered vividly—the powerful presence of the First Apostle, the Red Kite Immortal, whom she had encountered outside Wangshu Inn.

"You… Hello," the Traveler greeted cautiously, studying Fu Hua closely.

Her gaze lingered on Fu Hua’s thighs—wrapped in sleek, jet-black silk stockings, taut and full of elasticity. She lingered for a few extra seconds before whispering inwardly:

A feast for the eyes… I didn’t get to appreciate it properly last time. What a shame.

"Hello."

Fu Hua had keenly noticed Lumine’s gaze but thought little of it. She simply offered a faint smile.

"Last time, I was assisting Mr. Zhongli with a task. If I startled you, I apologize."

"N-No, no, no…" Lumine waved her hands frantically. "I just thought… you were so cool back then!"

"…Huh?"

Fu Hua blinked, momentarily taken aback by the unexpected answer.

Then, in the next instant—

She burst into hearty laughter.

"Hahaha~~! Hahahaha~~! You’re quite amusing, Traveler."

Albedo, unaware of the backstory, remained indifferent but asked, "When do we depart for Dragonspine? Today? Do we need any additional preparations?"

"Naturally, we depart now," Zhongli replied, glancing at Fu Hua and Guizhong.

Neither had any objections.

To them, going to Dragonspine was no different from a casual outing—there were no real dangers, only an amusing trip. Escorting the Traveler was simply to fulfill a contract Zhongli had once signed.

But Guizhong found herself puzzled by one thing—

Since Zhongli had already confirmed that no matter how much the tides of time were disturbed, Qingyun could never be resurrected…

Then why was he still helping the Traveler?

Why not just leave her be?

Was Zhongli simply unwilling to break his contract? That seemed unlikely.

Or… was there still something he wanted to gain from the Traveler?

Perhaps he was merely observing her? Or worse… could Zhongli be plotting to disrupt all of Teyvat?

Guizhong had no way of knowing.

But she trusted Zhongli completely.

Even if he sought to shake the very foundations of Teyvat, even if he turned his back on all humanity and unleashed destruction upon the world—

She would follow him.

Never wavering.

Never falling behind.

Such was Guizhong’s devotion to Zhongli.

She cared not for right or wrong—only for the person himself.

For Guizhong was, and had always been, a selfish god.

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