Bab 65: Chapter 64: Framed
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However, despite searching extensively, they found nothing. The child's cries grew louder, attracting more onlookers.
"Little one, what's wrong?" someone approached and asked.
"That must be from the Lawrence Clan! She definitely bullied this kid!"
"Hold her back! Don't let her escape; she even picks on children!"
Given Eula's consistently icy demeanor, constant talk of grudges, and being associated with the Lawrence Clan, people naturally viewed her through prejudiced lenses.
"Can you not speak nonsense? This child lost money meant for their mother's treatment, and we're kindly helping to find it. Seriously!" Lin Feng stopped searching and retorted sharply, his temper never one to remain subdued.
Realizing they wouldn't locate the missing money, Eula took out a pouch. After a moment's hesitation, she placed 10,000 Mora inside, then walked over to stand beside Lin Feng.
"Little one, were they bullying you? We've got your back!" The crowd chimed in, expressing their support for the child.
The kid hesitated, fearing the consequences of returning home without his money. Noticing that everyone seemed to dislike this older sister, he timidly pointed at Eula and sobbed,
"S-she...she stole my money, waaah..." With those words, he closed his eyes and burst into tears.
Lin Feng was momentarily stunned. Who said humans inherently possess goodness from birth? He couldn't tell if this was a simple scam or something more elaborate.
"Look, she still has a pouch with her!" Suddenly, someone angrily pointed at the bag in Eula's hand.
"No wonder she came to Mondstadt! Must be short on funds, trying to rob kids' money, huh?"
***
The crowd continued to grow, now completely surrounding Lin Feng and Eula.
Lin Feng, feeling slightly angry, questioned the child, "We kindly helped you find your money just moments ago, yet you're accusing us of theft now. Why?"
"Waaah..." The child wiped away tears, crying even louder.
"Trying to intimidate a kid? Hmph!" A burly man stepped forward with a cold snort.
"Let's go," Lin Feng said, casting a chilly gaze at the crowd. "There's no reasoning with these ignorant fools." He guided Eula, intending to leave.
"You think you can walk away after stealing our money? Mondstadt isn't under the Lawrence Clan anymore!" The crowd didn't budge, instead taunting them further.
Feeling disheartened, Eula tossed the pouch back to the child.
However, Lin Feng swiftly intercepted it, showcasing his quick reflexes.
"Don't touch me! I am Favonius Knight, consider well the consequences of attacking a knight!" Lin Feng pointed at several individuals who seemed eager to intervene, issuing a stern warning.
Upon hearing this, they hesitated momentarily and lowered their hands. Only someone as kind-hearted as Eula would have let it slide; otherwise, he'd teach them what disrespecting public officials truly meant!
"Come on, tell me, how much money is in this pouch?" Lin Feng weighed the pouch, asking coldly.
"Waaah..." The child continued sobbing without answering.
"Ha ha, anyone care to tell me how much Mora is inside?" Lin Feng glanced around at the so-called "righteous individuals," seeking their input.
Everyone remained silent; it wasn't their pouch, after all, so they had no way of knowing.
Suddenly, someone slowly approached.
"Ah ha ha, I, Prinzessin der Verurteilung, bestow upon thee the divine grace of the heavens!" Fischl placed her finger by her eye, laughing audaciously.
"Erm, what Miss means is, she's here to repay you this time!" Oz accurately translated for Lin Feng.
"While wandering through the abyssal depths, I chanced upon a child who dropped this item—it must be of great importance!" Fischl produced a money pouch, still chuckling heartily.
"What Miss means is, while strolling, she saw that child drop a bag of Mora!" Oz looked towards the child and explained.
"Well then, my subjects await my royal presence..."
"In simpler terms, goodbye..."
With those words, Fischl and Oz departed, leaving the crowd utterly speechless. The money pouch was returned to the child, but the lost dignity of the accusers could not be regained.
The child silently lowered his head, remaining quiet. However, Lin Feng took note of him, determined to teach him a lesson next time!
"Come on, step forward! Who was trying to frame Eula just now?" Lin Feng looked at the crowd, his voice icy.
No one spoke and gradually dispersed. With a triumphant demeanor, Lin Feng contemplated renting a Vision if it weren't for the Knights of Favonius' presence, just to teach these people a lesson!
Had Eula been alone earlier, he shuddered to think how far they might have gone, hmph!
Lin Feng turned back to Eula, noticing her slightly downcast mood, perhaps due to her kind heart being deeply hurt.
"Well then, let's head home. Let the Stormterror gobble them up!" Lin Feng smiled reassuringly at Eula.
"Don't be upset; you still have me. If you're unhappy here, we can move to Liyue. I've earned quite a fortune already, enough to buy a big house!" Lin Feng cheerfully said, gazing at Eula.
Eula composed herself, lifting her chin and speaking with feigned arrogance, "Hmm... since you're so wealthy now, maybe you should find another place to live!"
"I was just pretending earlier; honestly, I'm completely broke, almost resorting to eating scraps!" Lin Feng pleaded pitifully, looking at Eula.
"Hmm... well then... I suppose you can stay temporarily, for a little longer."
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Paimon and Lumine arrived at the large tree beneath Windrise as Venti began to gently strum his harp. A melodious song resonated, drifting towards Mondstadt nearby.
Eula and Lin Feng had just left the city when they heard the enchanting melody, promptly rushing over.
"Lin Feng, Eula, heehee!" Paimon waved excitedly, giggling.
The sound of the harp instantly awakened Stormterror, who swiftly flew towards Windrise.
"It's...it's coming!" Trembling, Paimon pointed at the approaching Stormterror, clutching tightly onto Lumine's shoulder strap, fearing she might be swept away by the wind.
"Barbatos, can't you focus on something important for once?" Stormterror roared angrily upon seeing Venti.
He was perfectly content in the ruins of Wind Dragon's Bane until a red witch mysteriously appeared and destroyed his home.
Then, an underhanded Abyss Mage appeared at his home, attempting to sow discord between him and Venti. It spewed nonsense about how Venti merely saw Lin Feng as a tool, blabbering incessantly.
However, Venti was known for slacking off, so the sly mage's attempts failed miserably. In frustration, it splashed black substance on itself, leading to... well, this outcome!
As the mighty Anemo Archon, Barbatos should have been able to protect his own domain. How could neglecting such responsibilities be considered doing anything worthwhile?!
"Barbatos?" Paimon stared at Venti, shocked, recalling her previous nicknames like "Green Hilichurl" and "Tone-Deaf Bard," sending chills down her spine.
"Hehe!" Venti chuckled sheepishly before addressing Stormterror, "Go back now; don't let yourself get ambushed again. You've wasted enough of my time!"
With another roar, the Stormterror soared towards Stormterror's Lair.
"That's it?" Lin Feng watched Dvalin depart, bewildered. According to his memories, shouldn't there be many more events unfolding?
Bab 66: Chapter 65: The Lady
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"Ha ha, is it over now?" At that moment, La Signora leisurely approached with a smile on her face.
"You're from the Fatui?" Paimon asked, puzzled, noticing her mask.
"I am La Signora, the Eighth Harbinger of the Fatui!" she replied, looking at Paimon.
Without wasting any more words, La Signora headed straight for Venti, while other members of the Fatui began encircling Eula and the others.
"Hmph! Do you realize how many families have been shattered by your incompetence? If you cannot bear the responsibilities of a God, then don't become one!" La Signora glared coldly at Venti, emitting a disdainful snort.
Once, she had a happy family until a magic beast killed her husband. Yet, the deity she devoutly believed in remained nowhere to be seen during her time of need.
"My apologies!" Venti sounded somewhat dejected; indeed, he was asleep at the time, feeling genuinely remorseful towards Rosalyne.
"It's too late now!" La Signora looked furiously at Venti, reaching out directly towards his heart.
Venti's hand twitched slightly, causing a sudden gust of wind to surge, but it quickly dissipated.
Soon, La Signora retrieved Venti's Gnosis from his heart. Still unsatisfied, she slapped him twice before making her exit.
Meanwhile, Lumine and Eula had successfully dealt with the remaining Fatui forces.
"Tone-Deaf Bard, are you okay?!" Paimon flew over, concern evident in her voice.
"Heh heh, why the rush? Stay for dinner!" Lin Feng taunted La Signora with a grin.
Eula charged towards La Signora, swinging her massive sword at her.
La Signora braced herself against Eula's strike, feeling her internal organs shift painfully - clearly, she had underestimated her opponent.
"Hmph..." With a cold snort, La Signora transformed into a fiery butterfly and swiftly flew away.
Eula didn't pursue; she knew she couldn't guarantee capturing La Signora.
Shortly after, Jean arrived with the Knights of Favonius, fearing that Dvalin might cause destruction here.
***
The next day, Mondstadt was filled with a joyful atmosphere. The gloom cast by Stormterror had dissipated entirely. Additionally, the signal base station was restored, bringing back internet connectivity to the city.
However, Lumine found herself quite busy, clearing debris from rooftops. Despite this, she seemed to enjoy the task.
In his office, Lin Feng edited a video to inform the citizens of Mondstadt about the recent events.
"Yesterday, the Honorary Knight and Spindrift Knight bravely battled the Stormterror. Together, they defeated the dragon menace and thwarted the Fatui's plot. As recognition for their efforts, the Knights of Favonius express their gratitude and will award them both with the 'Hero of Mondstadt' medal tomorrow..."
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"Go, go, go! Victory Royale, ha-ha-ha..." Venti's excited shouts echoed throughout the tavern, nearly getting him kicked out by the bartender.
"Gulp, gulp..." After downing several drinks, Venti left the tavern, slightly tipsy, carrying a bottle as he headed to the back of the church.
"Venti, do you see Mondstadt now? Is it what you envisioned?" Venti murmured to himself through blurred vision, unable to hold back a tear rolling down his cheek.
Overcome with emotion, he took out the Holy Lyre der Himmel and began playing the most significant tune associated with that young adventurer. In truth, Venti didn't particularly enjoy drinking; he merely sought to numb himself with alcohol...
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The people inside the church naturally heard this singing as well. They rushed out immediately and restrained Venti on the spot.
And just like that, Venti successfully found himself imprisoned under the accusation of theft.
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"Traveler, Paimon, over here! I'm right here!" Inside his cage, Venti frantically waved at Paimon.
"Traveler, the Tone-Deaf Bard is there; let's hurry!" Upon spotting Venti, Paimon swiftly guided Lumine towards him.
"Do you have any wine with you?" As soon as he saw Lumine, Venti eagerly asked.
Lumine's lips twitched slightly before she produced a bottle of wine from her inventory.
"Hmph, it was my idea to have the Traveler bring it!" Paimon placed her hands on her hips, expecting praise for her foresight.
"Paimon always knows what I need, heh heh!" Smiling, Venti grabbed the beer and took a large gulp.
"Tone-Deaf Bard, how did you get caught?" Paimon looked at Venti, puzzled. After all, she knew that Venti was the Anemo Archon, so how could he be imprisoned?
"I stole Jean's lyre!" Venti replied somewhat resentfully, gazing at them both.
"Hee-hee!" Paimon scratched her head awkwardly, feeling embarrassed as she glanced at Venti. It was actually she and the Traveler who had stolen Jean's lyre, inadvertently leaving Venti to take the blame.
"Well... It's not entirely our fault; you said it was just borrowing," Paimon countered with a grin.
"Why don't you use your divine power then? Aren't you Anemo Archon Barbatos?" Lumine looked at Venti, puzzled.
"Divine power? Gods obtain their strength by fulfilling their duties, and I haven't done that for quite some time! So..." Venti explained, gazing at both of them.
"But why haven't you fulfilled your duties? Is it difficult?" Paimon asked, curious.
"I don't wish to interfere with Mondstadt's freedom. If governed by a god, can it truly be called free?" Venti looked into the distance, his words carrying deep meaning.
"Hmph, you just want to slack off, right?" Paimon observed Venti, giving him a knowing look.
"Oh, right! Since Jean arrived so abruptly yesterday, did you have any questions for me? Considering this bottle of wine, I'll reluctantly answer them!" Venti grinned mischievously at the pair.
"Have you seen my brother?" Lumine asked earnestly, her eyes fixed on Venti.
"Nope." Venti shook his head.
"Then do you know if the other Gods might stop outsiders?" Lumine looked at Venti and asked again.
"I don't know..." Venti scratched his head sheepishly, responding to Lumine.
"Hey, how come you're always saying 'I don't know' this or that? Humph!" Paimon crossed her arms, clearly annoyed.
"You can go to Liyue and find Morax," Venti suggested, gazing at Lumine. "He is the oldest among The Seven, also the most powerful!"
"Traveler..." Paimon turned to Lumine, seeking her thoughts.
"All right, let's head to Liyue then!" Lumine nodded, realizing there was no further purpose for staying in Mondstadt.
"Thank you!" Lumine expressed her gratitude softly before leaving the prison.
"Wait! Next time, don't forget to bring me a Diona special from Cat's Tail Tavern, okay...?" Venti called out after Lumine, truly feeling trapped behind those iron bars!
After speaking, Venti gradually vanished within the prison cell.
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The next day, Mondstadt's square was teeming with people—it was the day Eula and Lumine were to be honored for their deeds.
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