Bab 299: This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable [299]
Before the sun rose, Luo Qing woke from his dreams.
Beside him lay Kamisato Ayaka, her sky-blue hair spilling across the pillow, her petite figure curled up peacefully.
Before she woke, Luo Qing pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, erased all traces of their late-night "battle," and quietly returned to Sumeru through the Void.
In her sleep, Ayaka vaguely heard the sound of water flushing.
When she opened her eyes, Luo Qing was already gone.
"Luo Qing..." she whispered softly.
Back home, Luo Qing exited the washroom and noticed that the lights in the other bedrooms were still off. He tiptoed downstairs.
Upon reaching the living room, he spotted Theresa sprawled out on the sofa, fast asleep. Her loose pajamas were barely hanging on.
"Why is this girl sleeping in the living room..."
Sitting quietly beside her, Luo Qing reached out to stroke her adorable little face.
To his surprise, Theresa seemed genuinely cute when she wasn't talking.
The key was for her to stay silent.
But the moment his hand brushed her cheek, Theresa's eyes snapped open, and she immediately lunged into his arms.
"My Lord, you're finally back!"
"Uh... what?" Luo Qing was caught off guard.
"You promised to spend tonight with me."
Theresa buried her face in his chest.
"My Lord, I'm ready. Let's start right now!"
With that, she began tugging at her already loose pajamas with one hand while the other reached for Luo Qing's waistband.
"Theresa, it's almost morning. How about—"
Luo Qing felt a cold sweat forming. Why did this girl seem to have a stronger craving than him?
"No, My Lord!" Theresa's expression suddenly turned serious.
"That just means we need to hurry!"
"..."
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Fontaine – Bufati Mansion
In an opulent, elegantly decorated room, a sharp-featured woman with white hair sat at a desk. Propping her head on one hand, she lazily skimmed through a report in the other.
A sudden gust of wind blew the window open. The woman's eyes narrowed as she glanced outside.
"You two, leave the room," she ordered.
"Yes, Lady Arlecchino," replied the two elegantly dressed young men and women standing before her. Bowing respectfully, they exited the room.
The moment the door shut, an icy blue light appeared before Arlecchino's desk, gradually expanding until it coalesced into the form of a regal, ethereal woman.
"Your Majesty..."
Arlecchino rose from her seat and bowed respectfully toward the Tsaritsa.
"Arlecchino," the Tsaritsa's voice was calm, her tone icy.
"I heard from Pierro that Brighella once served under your intelligence network."
"That is correct..."
Arlecchino furrowed her brows slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing her mind.
She hadn't expected the Tsaritsa to personally inquire about Luo Qing.
"Tell me everything about him."
"..."
Arlecchino nodded and began recounting Luo Qing's history.
She explained how she had taken notice of Luo Qing's sharp mind and brought him back from Liyue. Like the other orphans, he underwent training in the House of Hearth.
Luo Qing excelled in his studies and was soon deployed to gather intelligence in various nations.
After suffering injuries, he returned to Snezhnaya and took up a role as a training officer for new recruits.
Everything about his career seemed ordinary, typical of any soldier of the Tsaritsa's army.
But a little over a year ago, Luo Qing suddenly rose to prominence, becoming a new apprentice Harbinger.
"Arlecchino, in your opinion..."
After listening, the Tsaritsa mused aloud, "How does the Luo Qing of the past differ from the Brighella of today?"
"Well..."
Arlecchino frowned as she reflected on their recent meeting.
"Your Majesty, do you suspect something is wrong with him?"
"Just answer the question."
"Yes..."
Arlecchino's thoughts drifted to her last encounter with Luo Qing.
"In terms of power, Brighella didn't possess the ability to manipulate emotions or minds before. In fact, he struggled to fully control the power of a Delusion.
"Personality-wise, the Luo Qing of the past was calm and independent, much like the other orphans. But during our last meeting, he seemed... more unpredictable. Even I couldn't read his intentions."
"So, in your view, he and the person he used to be are... different?"
"It's just a guess, Your Majesty."
"I see..."
The Tsaritsa's tone remained as frosty as ever, but a faint sense of understanding seemed to settle in her words.
"Arlecchino, next time you see Brighella, do not treat him as an ally."
"Your Majesty, do you mean that Brighella has..."
Arlecchino's heart skipped a beat. Did this mean Luo Qing was a traitor?
"He will come to Fontaine," the Tsaritsa stated coldly.
"Arlecchino, I want you to personally deliver the Gnosis to me. Do not let him take it. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Your Majesty..."
Arlecchino nodded solemnly.
Although she didn't fully understand why the Tsaritsa was so fixated on Luo Qing, an order from the Tsaritsa was absolute.
When she raised her head again, the ethereal form of the Tsaritsa had already dissipated.
"Luo Qing..."
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"Achoo!"
Luo Qing rubbed his nose.
For the first time in a long while, he had sneezed.
"Who's thinking about me now..."
"Probably some girl you've charmed," Maktoto quipped, standing behind him with a small bag slung over her shoulder. She was dressed in casual travel clothes.
Behind her, Ei and Bu'er stood on opposite sides of the hallway, both similarly dressed for a day of sightseeing.
Trailing at the back, Theresa leaned against the wall, clutching her lower back with a pained expression.
"Theresa, are you sure you're not coming with us?" Maktoto asked.
A seasoned warrior, Maktoto immediately recognized Theresa's plight—she'd overexerted herself. It was the aftermath of... well, "plowing the field too hard."
"No... I'll stay here for now," Theresa replied, limping toward her room.
"I need to rest my back. I'll join you all later."
"Are you sure?" Luo Qing called after her, clearly the cause of her current condition.
"I-I'm fine," Theresa forced a small smile.
After all, she had been the one who asked her Lord to vent all his pent-up energy on her. She couldn't exactly complain now, could she?
"Alright then, rest well."
"Mm... Goodbye, My Lord, Sister Maktoto, Sister Bu'er, Sister Ei..."
The youngest in the household, Theresa bid everyone farewell before collapsing onto her bed.
"I'll pick out a room for you when we get there!" Maktoto called out.
Today was moving day—their new estate in Mondstadt was finally ready.
And the most important task? Choosing their rooms.
Though the estate boasted twelve bedrooms, everyone naturally wanted to be as close as possible to Luo Qing's room.
For... nighttime activities.
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T/N: i really like the name Brighella
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Bab 300: This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable [300]
Kaveh stood with Natalia at the shoreline.
In front of them was a six-story luxury mansion, perched on the edge of the coast. The estate stretched across the beach, separating it from the verdant plains beyond. It was even larger than the Dawn Winery.
After months of backbreaking labor, today was finally the handover day.
Admiring his architectural masterpiece, Kaveh couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.
Once Mr. Luo Qing arrived for inspection, Kaveh would take his payment—a shimmering, gold-embossed check from Snezhnaya—and vanish from the scene.
At last, he would become a wealthy man, move out of Alhaitham's home, and no longer endure his sarcasm and judgmental stares.
Though Luo Qing had generously told him to write as many zeroes as he wanted on the check, Kaveh, being a principled professional, decided to charge only the industry average.
Even so, it was a hefty sum—enough to live comfortably for years, free from worries about funding his research or daily expenses.
"Miss Natalia, did Mr. Luo Qing say he'd be moving in today?"
The bright sun blazed overhead, and Kaveh squinted against its glare, his gaze drifting toward the black porcelain toilet stationed under the shade of a nearby tent.
That unconventional means of transportation left an unforgettable impression on him.
"Yes, Mr. Kaveh. Please be patient," Natalia replied in her usual calm tone.
No sooner had she finished speaking than the toilet flushed, its distinct sound breaking the silence.
The next moment, Luo Qing's figure shot out of the toilet, landing gracefully on its seat.
"Mr. Luo Qing, you've—" Kaveh began, stepping forward.
But before he could finish, the toilet flushed again.
A stunning woman with flowing purple hair emerged, dressed in a lavender silk summer outfit. Her beauty was so breathtaking that Kaveh momentarily forgot how to speak.
"Madam," Natalia greeted the woman with a respectful bow.
Kaveh blinked, assuming this striking woman must be Luo Qing's wife. Just as he gathered himself to approach Luo Qing about the estate, the toilet flushed yet again.
This time, a white-haired beauty of equal magnificence appeared.
"Madam," Natalia repeated, bowing once more.
"Uh..."
Kaveh froze in confusion. Wait, does she mean both of them are...?
Before he could process this, the toilet flushed for the third time.
Out stepped another woman, eerily similar in appearance to the first but with a slightly dazed expression.
"Madam," Natalia said for the third time.
"..."
Kaveh was completely dumbfounded.
Are all three of these goddesses Luo Qing's wives?
Could it be that each of the mansion's twelve bedrooms was meant for one...?
Hissss...
Kaveh drew in a sharp breath.
Before he could exhale, the toilet flushed yet again. This time, an elegant woman in a maid's outfit stepped out, her cold, commanding presence making her striking beauty even more intimidating.
Even the maid was this stunning?
So this... is the world of the wealthy.
"Alright, Kaveh, let's take a tour," Luo Qing said, patting Kaveh's shoulder as he admired the grand mansion. The sight of the estate brought a satisfied smile to his face.
"Yes, Mr. Luo Qing..."
Kaveh glanced back at the four gorgeous women following Luo Qing and felt a twinge of mixed emotions.
"I've done my best to meet your every requirement in the design."
Leading the group inside, Kaveh began his explanation.
"This is the oversized hot spring bath you requested, capable of accommodating twelve people at once. As per your instructions, I've added various artistic seats and decor..."
"This is the large bedroom, measuring seven meters by five, also designed to accommodate twelve people comfortably."
"And here is the... uh... recreational room you asked for," Kaveh said, his face turning slightly red as he deliberately avoided calling it what it truly was—a playroom.
As the tour continued, the women behind Luo Qing couldn't help but blush.
Makoto, in particular, regretted ever leaving the house's design entirely in Luo Qing's hands.
Is this what a gym looks like?
Why would a gym require such thick soundproofing?!
And those so-called "exercise machines"... was this really about fitness?!
Not to mention the oddly shaped seats in the hot spring bath—do I even need to ask what you plan to do with those?!
"Finally, the twelve bedrooms are located from the third floor upward, with three rooms per floor. Each has been styled to match your preferences, ranging from cozy homey designs to elegant literary themes and even swordsmanship motifs," Kaveh concluded.
"I have a question, Mr. Kaveh," Makoto suddenly interjected, raising her hand and pointing at Luo Qing.
"Yes, Miss?"
"Where's his room?"
After all, the purpose of choosing their own rooms was to make it easier to sneak into Luo Qing's room at night.
If they didn't even know where he'd be staying, what was the point?
"Well..." Kaveh glanced at Luo Qing, feeling a bit awkward.
"When we discussed the layout, Mr. Luo Qing told me there was no need to designate a master bedroom. He said all twelve rooms would be his master bedroom."
"..."
Makoto turned to stare at Luo Qing, who, far from looking embarrassed, tilted his head slightly, a faintly smug expression on his face.
Luo Qing, are you seriously planning to play favorites like this?
"Fine..." Makoto sighed inwardly. At least she'd made Luo Qing promise to spend one day a week with her alone.
Otherwise, at this rate, I'd be lucky to even see him once every two weeks.
Luckily, she'd arrived early this time.
With the "fight for rooms" now rendered moot, the women picked their spaces without much fuss. Luo Qing had already tailored each room to their tastes—like Ei's room, which featured an entire wall of light novel shelves.
Satisfied with their choices, the group explored the rest of the mansion. Mondstadt's environment, under the care of the Anemo Archon, was among the most idyllic in Teyvat, making it the perfect location for a new home.
"Mr. Luo Qing..."
After finishing the tour, Kaveh pulled Luo Qing aside, rubbing his hands together nervously.
"Does the estate meet your expectations?"
"It's fantastic!" Luo Qing clapped Kaveh on the shoulder. "Kaveh, you've outdone yourself—truly a master of your craft!"
"Thank you, Mr. Luo Qing. So, about the final payment..."
"Just fill out the check and take it to the bank. They'll handle the rest."
"You're too kind!"
Relieved that his months of hard work were finally paying off, Kaveh beamed with satisfaction.
"By the way, Mr. Luo Qing, I have a question..."
"Go ahead."
"Those ladies—are they really... all your wives?"
"Oh, that..." Luo Qing stroked his chin, pretending to think. After a moment, he casually replied,
"It's not just those three, you know~"
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