Chapter Forty-Three: Spark Knight is Always Ready to Strike

Office of the Acting Head of Mission

"Klee, how can you light a bomb in the city? If it weren't for the fact that the confinement chamber was specially called during the reconstruction, the entire Knights of Favonius would have suffered now, do you know? ”

Klee shook her small backpack and looked behind the stern-looking Captain Jean.

"Captain Piano ......"

"This is a very serious question, I can't spare you, wait for the confinement room to be repaired, and live in it obediently."

"No, I mean that."

Klee blinked obediently, and her two index fingers nodded at each other, "Captain Qin, there's a wind elf behind you." ”

"Huh?"

Jean turned her head in confusion.

In addition to official documents, there is also a basin filled with water on the table, which she usually uses to pour cold water to wash her face and refresh herself, and now she has filled some water to put the dizzy pure water spirit in.

If nothing else, Mr. Shisui should have woken up after soaking again.

However, at this moment, a wind elf who didn't know where it came from was frantically pouring two bottles of solstice fire water into the basin, shaking his head and looking inexplicably a little crazy.

"Chokβ€”"

The Wind Eagle sword is unsheathed.

"Wind Pressure Sword!"

Pieces of paper were blown up, and the wind elf looked at the piano that had decisively drawn his sword, and with a wave of his hand, he dispersed the hurricane entangled on the wind eagle sword, and threw away the empty fire water bottle with his hand.

I saw his little hand touch under him, took out a simple wooden pole with a fishing rod composed of transparent lines, and threw it into the basin to catch the drunken pure water elf.

The wind elf just carried the fishing rod and flew away along the open window.

"Lord Barbatos......"

Being able to dispel the wind on the sword at will, no one in the whole of Mondstadt can do it except for Barbatos, the god of wind, just what Lord Barbatos did...

"Luckily, I admire Vanessa even more."

Jean is now very grateful that when she was a child, her mother often told her stories of Vanessa's heroes.

The Acting Head of Mission, slightly shattered, sat back in his position behind his desk.

Since Mr. Shisui was taken away by Lord Barbatos, there should be no problem in thinking about it......

"Nope! I'm still not at ease! ”

Qin slapped the table, picked up the Wind Eagle Sword and wanted to grab the door, but Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the document that was blown to the ground, his expression was a little darker, he squatted down to pick it up, and sat back obediently.

The Eye of the Anemo God, which represents freedom, lit up slightly.

"Captain Qin, where is the big bad?!"

Klee, who had made an oversized bouncing bomb in a corner, raised her hands above her head and shouted in a crisp voice.

Jean's dim eyes lit up again.

"Klee, the Spark Knight, Jean Goodhild, Dandelion Knight, has an important mission for you!"

"Spark Knight is always ready to strike!"

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"What kind of ecstasy did my dear acting head of the regiment have been doused with by you? Wouldn't you just be able to patiently answer the letters sent by Jean, give reliable answers, list past cases, give advice on life and physical problems, and attach some Liyue gadgets by the way? ”

Wendy raised her hands to the pure water elf and shook it in the sunlight, "Those gadgets are not good wine, and they can only fool the ignorant girl of Jean."

"Then again, how did the gossip bag that you usually hold things change back to its original form and disappear? I thought I could make some good wine. ”

"Abba Abaβ€”"

The Pure Water Spirit is now about to become a pure alcohol spirit, and his consciousness is wandering in the fluttering fairy, where can he answer Wendy's question?

"But that's okay, you might be able to come in handy right away. It's not in the way if it's useless, I'll take you out to play anyway. ”

Hanging the pure water elf next to his forged vision, Wendy hummed poetry in her mouth, strolled into the church of Zephyr, facing the nun who came over, a breeze lifted him, and smiled mysteriously.

"My devout nun, the winds of Mondstadt have told me it's time to retrieve the Lyre of the Sky."

The nun, dressed in a stern robe, did not answer, but squatted down slightly, grabbed Wendy's ankle as she floated in the air, and pulled him down with force.

"Ouch, do you know that this is disrespectful to the god of wind?"

Wendy, holding her ass, reprimanded.

"Even if you have the Eye of the Wind God and are approved by Lord Wind God, you can't be a Ba ...... Lord Bartos. ”

Sister Sister Nun clasped her hands in her hands, "Little boy, don't always listen to rumors that getting the Sky Lyre is the Wind God.

"Really, there are all kinds of strange gossip now, and Rosalia doesn't know where she heard it in the past two years, and she also said that Lord Fengshen will wear stockings!"

"Okay, okay~"

Wendy pursed her lips and took out the pure water elf as if by magic: "Actually, I picked up this elf cub, and I, a bard, can't even take care of myself, so I can only ask you to the Zephyr Church." ”

"It's so cute."

The Church of Favonius not only spreads the Aeolus faith, but also takes care of the children who are left alone in Mondstadt, as is the case with Timmy, who releases pigeons at the gates.

Sister Nun hugged her cub in a very standard way, "This is a pure water elf, why don't you ask the spring water elf in Qingquan Town?" They are of the same kind, and the spring elves can take care of it. ”

"Alas, are the spring elves pure water elves? I don't know......"

This pure water elf has just been poured two large bottles of fire water by me, and now it is drunk and has lost its ability to resist, do I dare to send it to the spring elf?

Not to mention the strength of stopping the water, given his previous identity in Fontaine, the spring spirit was afraid that he would have to kneel down on the spot......

Maybe the next day he will be able to run back to Fontaine in high spirits and persuade Zhishui to regain the position of the god of water.

With the dissipation of the first water gods, the second generation of water gods did not satisfy most of the pure water elves with his leadership.

"I'll take care of this child for a few days, and I'll send someone to ask if the spring elves are willing to take care of their kind. If you don't want to, this kid will believe in the god of wind in the future! ”

No, I don't want the old man to smash all the wine I've hidden in the Windswept Land......

"By the way, do you know what this kid likes to eat?"

"Deer milk!"

I still remember that when the Seven Gods gathered, the old man once said that Zhishui was regarded as "a fairy beast cub that the emperor didn't know where to pick it up", and he fed it with some deer milk for several days.

Wendy's eyes rolled: "Sister Nun, I know I can't take care of the elf cub, so I'll give him to you, do you think I'm a good boy?" ”

Sister Sister Nun hesitated: "It is indeed a very good child. ”

If you change to a bard who is not good at human character, maybe he has already started to train the pure water elf to make the child dance while singing poetry.

"Good children have to be rewarded! So, Sister Nun, can you lend me the Sky Lyre for a few days? I'll just play for a few days, and it will never break! ”

"No way!"

Sister Sister Righteous Words: "Since you have self-knowledge and know that you can't take care of this child, then you must be self-aware and know that you are not the god of wind!" ”

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"Figure"