The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [336]

“I understand.”

Dainsleif paused for a moment after hearing their response and then pocketed the 500 Mora on the table. “I’ll take the 500 Mora, and I’ve gotten to know the two of you as well.”

“I can act as your guide and assist you with tasks, but…”

Dainsleif continued, “I only accept commissions related to the Abyss Order.”

“Only commissions related to the Abyss Order?” Lumine tilted her head.

Paimon let out a sigh of relief—at least her role as their guide wouldn’t be taken by this blond man anytime soon.

“I, like you, am traveling to oppose the Abyss,” Dainsleif said, speaking as if the Abyss Order was a matter he did not shy away from, much like anyone else.

“The Abyss… Abyss Mages?” Lumine asked curiously. “Those mages with elemental shields that are super annoying to deal with?”

“Those creatures are the claws spreading the Abyss’ chaos. My purpose in Mondstadt is to trace the trails of the Abyss Herald.”

“Abyss Herald? What’s that?” Hearing the unfamiliar term, Jia Changjiang perked up with interest.

While he had dealt with some members of the Abyss Order before, he had never encountered anything like an Abyss Herald.

“They are an even more twisted kind of creature within the Abyss, serving as leaders for the Abyss Mages.”

“The Abyss Order…” Lumine furrowed her brows. “Now that you mention it, we haven’t come across any major plots by the Abyss Order in a long time. Ever since we stopped their invasion in Mondstadt, we’ve only occasionally encountered Abyss Mages in the wild.”

“Perhaps it’s because, on someone’s orders, they’re avoiding your activities,” Dainsleif replied with a meaningful glance at Lumine. “Or maybe… they’re preparing for some larger scheme.”

“You sound like you’re implying something.” Jia Changjiang narrowed his eyes.

After all, he was well aware that Aether was the ‘Prince of the Abyss.’

Though he didn’t fully understand Aether’s exact role in the Abyss, it seemed Dainsleif knew more than he let on.

“The Abyss Order is nothing but a bunch of trash!” Lumine clenched her fist. “We’re super strong!”

“Yeah! The Traveler is amazing!” Paimon chimed in enthusiastically. “And if worse comes to worst… we still have Mr. Jax! He can always come up with some ingenious gadget!”

“Don’t count on me for everything… But don’t worry,” Jia Changjiang extended his hand, fist-bumping Lumine and Paimon. “We’re strong!”

Watching the scene before him, Dainsleif remained silent for a moment. “...It seems you trust each other deeply, which is good for your journey.”

“So, about the Abyss Order?” Lumine refocused. “Is there another plot brewing in Mondstadt? If so, let’s deal with it now!”

She added resolutely, “Better to stop the Abyss Order from threatening Mondstadt with another scheme… Plus, I can turn in those Abyss goons to Acting Grand Master Jean for rewards and boost my reputation!”

“Exactly!” Paimon stomped her tiny feet excitedly. “Mondstadt has so many delicious foods. There’s no way we’ll let the Abyss Order ruin things!”

Unbeknownst to them, Lumine and Paimon had subtly been influenced by Jia Changjiang.

Once upon a time, Lumine, in the face of a dragon disaster, had prioritized finding an inn to stay at…

Now, she had evolved into someone who dealt with trouble first and schemed about the rest later—a different kind of mischievous pragmatist.

“Very well. Let’s go take a look.”

Dainsleif stood up, drained the last of his drink, and strode out of the tavern.

“Why is this guide walking so fast…?” Lumine muttered as she hurried to catch up.

Jia Changjiang shook his head, went to settle the bill at the counter, and prepared to follow after them.

But just as he finished paying, he spotted Venti peeking into the tavern from outside.

“Venti? What are you doing?”

Curious, Jia Changjiang asked.

“Shh… I felt there was someone here who really dislikes me, so I decided not to show my face too much,” Venti whispered, placing a finger to his lips. “But I couldn’t resist the dandelion wine, so I’ve been sneaking around for a drink. After all, the immortal bard can’t live without a cup of fine wine, right?”

“Someone who dislikes you… You mean Dainsleif?” Jia Changjiang rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “He knows a lot. Could he be one of the Seven Archons too?”

“Of course not, but his identity is special.”

Venti replied, “Since you’ve encountered him, there are things you’ll have to uncover yourselves.”

“That’s such an irresponsible answer…”

Jia Changjiang sighed. “If I ask you why Dainsleif dislikes you, will you tell me?”

“Why don’t you take a guess?” Venti grinned.

“As expected, it’s not that simple…”

Just before leaving, Jia Changjiang asked one last question. “Is it that you don’t want to say, or that you can’t?”

“…Being too perceptive isn’t always a good thing, you know, Jia Changjiang,” Venti replied cryptically.

“I see.”

From Venti’s reaction, Jia Changjiang felt he had a clearer picture.

“Then I’ll act as I see fit. No problem, right?”

“Of course. In fact…” Venti met his gaze, his smile widening. “I look forward to seeing you do just that.”

“Alright.”

A smile spread across Jia Changjiang’s face as he turned to head for the Temple of the Falcon outside the city, where Lumine and Dainsleif had gone.

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It didn’t take long for Jia Changjiang to catch up with them at the temple’s entrance.

“The Falcon of the West may soar on the wind, but it remains bound under the gods’ radiance,” Dainsleif murmured, gazing at the temple before him.

When Dainsleif turned to look at Jia Changjiang and Lumine, however, he was met with the sight of the pair—along with Paimon—strapping on black armor at the temple’s entrance.

“What… are you doing?”

Dainsleif’s voice held a note of bewilderment as he stared at the unfamiliar black armor. It exuded a chaotic, disastrous aura, though it wasn’t linked to the Abyss.

Even the small floating creature had its own appropriately sized set.

“We’re suiting up to go adventuring, of course!”

Lumine replied confidently, “Why go adventuring in flimsy clothes when you’ve got good gear, right?”

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T/N: I HAVE to draw them all in the armor

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