As always, a pleasant breeze descends on Mondstadt, gently shuttling through the streets of Mondstadt.

Contrary to the calm of the past, the atmosphere in Mondstadt is even more tense at the moment than it was during the Dragon of the East Wind, with the doors and windows of the shops on the street closed and signs saying "Closed".

The sound of well-dressed knights trampling on the stone-paved road, the sound of armor rubbing against clothes, was so reassuring to the people of Mondstadt at home.

The Fatui who had been arrogant and domineering for a long time also settled down, quietly observing the development of Mondstadt, like a cobra hiding in the shadows and spitting snake letters.

Lawrence, who was on duty at the city gate, raised his cuffs to wipe the sweat from his forehead, looked at the figure coming from a distance, and swallowed.

"Miss Sucrose, there's another Mr. Albedo, and this is the seventeenth ......"

Since the outreach of the guerrilla squad Eula? After Lawrence was a fraudster, almost every once in a while, an Albedo came over like this.

All of them are holding books like this, wearing a Vision that can't tell the truth from the fake, and they can use the power of the rock element.

"Ah~"

Sucrose, who had been sent by Jean to help distinguish it, heard Lawrence's call, and his consciousness woke up from a dream full of bones, and his eyes that had just woken up were a little blurry when he looked at foreign objects.

After rubbing it vigorously, Sucrose put on his glasses and carefully observed Albedo's walking demeanor.

Because she has always been curious about how the bones of Mr. Albedo's artificial humans are different from ordinary people, she has observed a little ~ down before.

"The pace of walking is correct, but it should not be taken lightly, from the eleventh onwards, there is no wrong step."

The middle finger pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose, and Sucrose's eyes were hidden behind the lenses that refracted the light, so that Lawrence beside her could not see what she was thinking now.

Sucrose greeted him: "Albedo-sensei, what should I name my twenty-eighth sweet flower?" ”

"Didn't you think about it for a long time, and you already had the name "Nine Style Sweet Flower Twenty-Eight Fragrance Specialization Edition"?"

Giving the answer blandly, Albedo looked at Lawrence, whose calves were trembling behind Sucrose, and glanced up and down, "It seems that during the time I was tricked into going to Liyue, something not very good happened to me.

"Someone is impersonating me. How many are there? ”

Answer...... Got it right?!

Compared with the fact that his experimental products were taken away or contaminated, Sucrose was more troubled by how to name the experimental products.

What she was asking about just now was a sweet flower with a viscous surface like glue, and the time it took to rack her brains for a name was longer than artificial pollination.

Albedo, who had been able to accurately describe her habits and interests that were not known to many people, was really speechless when it came to what was happening during some of the experiments.

"At present, the Knights of Favonius have a total of sixteen, and Aunt Lisa is working on it."

"Klee didn't have an accident, did you?"

"The situation is fine, and I am being taken by the head of the Qin troupe."

Albedo nodded.

After walking a distance into the city gate, he suddenly stopped, feeling the breeze blowing through his fingertips.

"The wind in Mondstadt is a little too active today."

"That's true."

As the owner of the Eye of the Wind God, Sucrose is the most sensitive to the changes in the wind around her.

If it is usually warm, today's wind hides the bitterness, the former is the flowers blowing in the spring, and the latter is the knife blowing in the cold winter.

"Let's go."

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The "Angel's Gift" is closed like most shops, and now that it is possible to be replaced at any time, all the drunkards are stuck at home.

The truth that drinking and mistaking things is not groundless.

If you are replaced by thugs on the way out or home, your wife will sleep in the same bed with someone else, and the child will call someone else's father.

This is something that no one can accept!

But that doesn't mean the "angel's gift" will be deserted...

"Tired, tired, exhausted......"

Rolling around on the stone bricks, Wendy protested loudly: "I'm going to drink!" I'm going to drink! ”

Diluc was silent, took out a bottle of dandelion wine from under the counter, and faced Wendy, who came over like lightning, the corners of his mouth seemed to have an imperceptible arc.

"Po~"

Pulling out the wooden plug is the only thing Wendy admits that it sounds better than the music he played as the world's number one bard.

"Oh my God!"

Sniffing the wafting aroma of wine, Wendy opened her mouth and lifted her upper body to grab the bottle.

Diluc's hand holding the wine flickered slightly, and under Wendy's puzzled gaze, the curvature of the wine bottle slowly tilted.

"Wow~~"

"If you have a next time, I'll pour ~drop~one~bottle~" in front of you~"

The drink slapped on the ground, the cold font that came out of Diluc's lips and teeth slapped indiscriminately on her face, and Wendy felt that she should be on the slope of innocence by now.

Charles watched from the sidelines, and the long time together made him notice Diluc's brief smile at the first time.

I couldn't help but smile slightly: "It's been a long time since Master Diluc has been so happy. ”

"Exploitation, it's just a damn capitalist."

Lying on the counter, Wendy straightened out the folds of the white silk, crossed her hands on her abdomen, and stared at the ceiling with a gloomy face, in his line of sight, which had turned gray and white.

"I'm working so hard now, you don't even give a sip of drink, although my reputation on the old man's side and Zhishui is a little lower, but it shouldn't be on your side......"

"Ahh Life is hopeless, let's go as soon as possible! I hope you can give it to me at the daily Wind Flower Festival...... Huh~"

Wendy began to wonder how many of Mondstadt's people would bring wine to the memorial if the illusion of Anemo's death and the grave were faked after this event was over.

No, that's not right......

He doesn't know what the people of Mondstadt are like?

No, no one would put wine at the grave.

"Enough rest, I'm out Charles."

Diluc donned an eyepatch that was of no use against the Mondstadt and had no effect on the Liyue people.

Last time, I almost caught Sister-in-law Abbey's tail.

"Master Diluc be careful all the way."

Charles watched Diluc leave, took out a pair of gloves made of cat hair, put them on lightly, and said politely to the rejuvenated Wendy:

"Please stay away from alcohol."

"Damn, despicable fellow!"

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"Hey, Traveler, another sister-in-law."

Albedo, who was looking through Lisa's research materials, looked up to follow the source of the voice, only to see a blonde girl walking in with a flying pet.

"It's a strange creature, but I don't have the desire to study it right now."

Initially judging that the two people in front of him were host-parasitic relationships, Albedo closed the research materials and tied up a person who looked exactly like him on his experimental bench.

"The next image may be a little unusual, so please bear with me."

The people who were able to enter the Alchemy Room of the Knights of Favonius were obviously people with enough trust, and Albedo had learned a little bit about what had happened in his absence from Sucrose.

Paimon patted his little chest, "You can rest assured!" I've taken the traveler to raid so many hilichurl tribes, what scene haven't I ever seen?! That's it, sprinkle water! ”

"Don't talk like you've helped."

"In that case..."

Albedo didn't try to persuade him anymore, and picked up a snooping scope and tweezers.

"The mouth is normal, no odor, the teeth are straight, and there is a tongue coating; normal nasal cavity, glabrous, no accumulation; Both ear canals are normal. ”

Putting down the tweezers, Albedo picked up the scissors and peeled off his clothes, "It's not the same as my body, it seems that the people who made them know my body well." ”

Putting down the scissors, Albedo turned the man over and picked up a strange tool, the back half of which was somewhat similar to the scissors, but the front end was different.

"Poof—"

"Traveler, Paimon's blind!"

Paimon, who was peeking through his fingers, screamed and turned to throw himself into Ying's arms, only to hit his head against the wall with a good head sound.

"She was out a long time ago, when I picked up the scissors." Albedo said as he slowly slipped the scope in.

"A deceitful traveler who says good things and ...... together"

Paimon cried and mourned, ignoring the big bag with red forehead, and his two small hands protecting his buttocks, so that he escaped from the alchemy room at the speed of his usual meal.