The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [387]

At this moment, Noelle stood before them, clad in her signature blend of maid attire and armor, a massive battle-axe strapped to her back—the very same absurdly oversized weapon Jia Changjiang had gifted her.

A weapon of such overwhelming weight, few in this world could wield it with any degree of proficiency.

Unfortunately for the world…

Both Jia Changjiang and Noelle could.

"Noelle! I knew calling your name would bring you here!"

Lumine lunged forward, wrapping Noelle in a big hug, looking absolutely delighted.

The legend of Mondstadt’s fastest responder! The ever-present Noelle!

It was said that if you called out her name anywhere in Mondstadt, the omnipresent Noelle would appear at once, offering her unique brand of assistance…

Of course, the ones who usually called for Noelle the most were the children of Mondstadt.

Adults, unless they truly needed help, wouldn’t go around shouting for her.

Why? Simple—pride. Adults had some dignity to uphold.

"Noelle! Can you help us with something big?" Lumine asked eagerly.

"Help? But… isn’t it the Windblume Festival right now?" Noelle hesitated. "During the festival, there isn’t much that needs doing…"

Among Mondstadt’s festivals, Noelle had experienced two extremes.

One of her greatest foes? The Ludi Harpastum.

During that festival, long banquet tables were set up in the cathedral plaza, laden with all kinds of food for anyone to feast upon.

Most of the dishes were provided voluntarily by the city's best cooks, and as a maid of the Knights of Favonius, Noelle spent the entire time cooking and serving plates non-stop.

Her other formidable opponent? The Windblume Festival.

During this festival, nobody needed help. Even the children were encouraged by their parents to do things on their own.

And so, Noelle found herself with absolutely nothing to do.

Now, with Lumine suddenly asking for help, Noelle hesitated…

"Oh, come on, it’s fine!" Lumine reassured her. "We’re not even from Mondstadt… And besides, technically, this doesn’t even count as helping!"

Lumine spread her arms wide. "We’re planning to throw a huge banquet! And we’re gathering people to help make it happen!"

Jia Changjiang chimed in, "Singing, dancing, bonfires, fine wine… a grand feast!"

His face lit up with excitement. "I’ve always wanted to experience something like this."

"And if we all sit around the bonfire telling stories… Well, Lumine and I have plenty of adventures to share."

"Even tales from other worlds!"

"Noelle, join us in organizing the feast!" Lumine urged.

"A banquet…" Noelle murmured, clearly intrigued.

"Can we really do this?" she asked shyly. "What do you need me to do?"

"First, we need more people… and we also need to talk to Kaeya."

Jia Changjiang grinned. "No rush—Windblume lasts for fourteen days. We’ve got plenty of time."

"Before the final banquet, we should make sure to enjoy the festival properly too, right?"

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Knock, knock, knock…

Diluc had been resting in his bedroom within the Dawn Winery estate when he suddenly heard—

A rhythmic thumping against the wall.

"…?"

Diluc frowned in confusion.

There were maids in the mansion. Why would someone be knocking on the wall?

If they wanted to come in, they could have just knocked on the door and had the maids let them in!

Even without looking, Diluc could already guess exactly who was responsible for this racket.

Only those two would do something this absurd.

Sure enough, the culprits were soon ushered into the mansion.

Now seated at the grand dining table in his hall, Diluc sat at one end, while the ones behind the earlier noise sat at the other—

Jia Changjiang, Lumine, and… a rather shy-looking maid?

"What do you want?"

Diluc’s face was as cold as ever as he regarded the three across from him.

The maid—Noelle—was someone Diluc recognized. A member of the Knights of Favonius, if he recalled correctly.

As for the other two…

Their very existence in his life was pure misfortune.

With his usual stern expression, it was clear that Diluc was not in a good mood.

And who could blame him?

As Mondstadt’s Darknight Hero, he spent every night dealing with problems in and around the city. From criminals to roaming monsters threatening the town, he took care of them all—silently, efficiently.

Which led to a crucial question:

If the Darknight Hero spent his nights cleaning up Mondstadt’s messes…

When exactly did he sleep?

The answer?

Well, the fact that he was resting in his bedroom during the day spoke for itself.

"We’re here for sponsorship," Jia Changjiang announced.

"After thinking it over, the wealthiest person in Mondstadt is definitely you, Master Diluc."

"We’re planning to throw a grand bonfire banquet in the plaza, so we’re hoping you could sponsor us!"

Lumine stretched out both hands, her expression so blatantly expectant that she might as well have written ‘Give us money’ on her forehead.

"…What kind of nonsense are you planning this time?"

Diluc frowned. "And why exactly are you asking me?"

"Because we’re organizing a festival event for everyone in Mondstadt to enjoy," Lumine replied. "Wouldn’t you like to join?"

"…Why go through all this trouble?" Diluc asked, his brows furrowing.

"Because just thinking about it makes me happy!" Lumine declared, hands on her hips. "Don’t you think the sight of people dancing around a grand bonfire, drinking and singing together, sounds amazing?"

"But there’s only two of you. Isn’t that way too much work?" Diluc glanced between Jia Changjiang and Lumine.

Paimon was nowhere in sight, and Noelle was clearly just dragged along for the ride.

Meaning this entire ridiculous plan… was undoubtedly the brainchild of these two.

"That’s not the point," Jia Changjiang said, eyes gleaming. "We’ve already come up with the idea—how could we just let it go to waste?"

"And besides, we’re not just here to ask for money…"

Jia Changjiang rubbed his hands together, looking almost scheming. "I recently got my hands on something new—inset gems. Want to try them out, Master Diluc?"

"…?"

Diluc eyed Jia Changjiang’s unabashedly opportunistic expression, wondering where the actual battle-hardened berserker had disappeared to.

But then again…

Diluc recalled the last time he had traded with Jia Changjiang, obtaining some peculiar mining tools. They had turned out to be incredibly useful.

Especially for certain stealth operations—digging three blocks down and covering the hole with one block above made for excellent cover.

"…Explain," Diluc said.

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