"Here, this is the fresh fruit that Paimon just picked, look at the morning dew still sticking to it, the taste is guaranteed to be fresh and sweet, don't be afraid, take a bite."

The blonde girl looked gentle, her white fingertips gently wiped away the remaining water droplets on the peel, her tone was soft and glutinous like a freshly baked pastry, and the fragrance between her lips and teeth was almost overwhelming.

Lying on the bright blonde hair, the white fluttering mouth opened to wipe the saliva from the corners of his mouth, struggling to keep his eyes off the delicious fruit, but repeatedly failed.

The tengu, who was hurrying along the side, had eyes as sharp as falcons, and his black-gloved fingertips touched the bowstring at his waist, and thunder and thunder sounded faintly in his ears.

Shisui watched in silence as Paimon's saliva dripped onto the skin, then at the abrupt tooth marks on the skin, and at the tiny holes that were trying to hide under the tooth marks.

"Traveler, don't take food from your mouth, Paimon hasn't taught anything in his mouth for three pillars of incense so far."

"Sure enough, you dislike the fruit that Paimon has bitten."

Stuffing the fruit back into the mouth of the mascot above her head, Ying glanced at Kujou Sara, who was vigilantly guarding her side, and said indignantly, "If she hadn't been an inch since the morning, how could I have fallen to this point?" ”

"I think it's a very necessary vigilance, it's all for the sake of the general!"

As Paimon panicked as he threw the fruit into the grass to the side, Nine Sara unleashed a dazzling bolt of lightning with his bow, wiping out its sweet flesh.

Having come to such a blatant point of drugged, the Traveler has no secret of his ambitions, and if he succeeds, the Shogun will surely face a heavy blow for the third time.

I don't want to see the Shogun's tears...... Kujou Sara hesitated, "This bad behavior of the traveler must be stopped, if this is the Inazuma ......"

"Lord Shogunate, the small ones and the big ones know that they are wrong."

Holding Paimon aloft with a frightened face, she made a gesture of surrender that had become a classic, and said in the words of Inazuma in Liyue's deflated voice, "The little one definitely didn't hear the Shogunate Army's plan just now. ”

Paimon's eyes swirled in circles, grunting and speechless.

"The Shogunate must be the first time to come to Liyue, so let the little ones lead the way, and promise that within three days, they will raise their hands and surrender before Inazuma has captured Liyue Harbor!"

"Full of gibberish!"

Kujou Sara scolded, "If it weren't for the bad behavior of the travelers, how could I be so harsh? ”

"That's right, the Traveler has been too bad lately, and Sara must keep a closer eye on her."

Paimon nodded in agreement, his damp sleeves rubbing against Ying's hair as if inadvertently, and cried, "Paimon is too scared to pick fruit now, his mouth is empty, and his heart is empty." ”

Ying asked with a strange face, "I admit that I did act badly, why do you say it's recently?" ”

"Travelers have always been bad."

Quietly moving to the side, dodging the needle tip that the traveler had quietly inserted in between his words, Zhishui looked up at the sky.

"It's not early, find a place to make a fire and cook, there is no hilichurl camp nearby, I guess it will take some time to find a suitable place."

"I'll leave that to me!"

Tartaglia silently watched all the way as he threw away the pits in his hand, their target was also in Mondstadt, and they naturally followed the road when they set out in the morning.

It just so happens that there is no command task at the moment, and this immortal is friends with Her Majesty the Queen, and the relationship between them is not so bad.

At least he had left a good impression on Zhongli's mind with the efforts of his good colleague Pantarone, the retired rock god who had already treated him as family.

Speaking of which, I don't know if Pantarone can squeeze himself out this time and fill the vacancy in the Bank of the Northland, the recent consumption is indeed a bit large.

The pile of Mora pulled away by the Southern Cross fleet alone was a large amount, not to mention the amount that he later proposed, and Andrei even gave up the idea of suicide in order to preserve the peace after death.

That's the excuse he used anyway.

Tartaglia believes that after Pantarone's several attempts to fill the loopholes of the Northland Bank, he should have developed an excellent psychological ability to reduce pitfalls, and will not be murderous for this matter.

"Brother, I'll go with you."

Teucer, who was enjoying the scenery, suddenly spoke, took back the one-eyed little treasure doll he was holding in his hand, followed behind Tartaglia, and asked as if inadvertently:

"Brother, when will you have a girl quarrel with you?"

"Teucer, why do you think no girl has ever fought for me?" Tartaglia was surprised, reaching out and rubbing Teucer's head vigorously, messing up his neat hair.

Teucer frowned, "Is there really one?" ”

"Absolutely!"

Every time a recruit arrives, I organize a contest to determine the strongest of the recruits, and there are quite a few of them: Thunder Warlock, Ice Warlock, and Lady of the Hidden Mirror.

Tartaglia raised his head: "There are a lot of girls who will fight for me, you have to believe in the charm of your brother, even there are many men." ”

He chases the strongest on weekdays, but he infects many advance team members with his strength and perseverance, and when it comes to the charm of being an executive, I am afraid that except for a few people, other colleagues are not as good as him.

Although he likes to fight, he doesn't like to use his brain, and the affairs of the Fatui are basically pushed if he can, and he can be handed over to his subordinates to deal with, but there is a more perfect comparison between colleagues.

Compared with the "Doctor" and "Skirmisher", who are uncertain and consume the advance team, or the "lady" who treats people harshly, his "son" has a good reputation!

Teucer frowned, "And men?" ”

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"How can this be true? Outrageous! ”

"Why should that bastard of Tartaglia deduct the money he wasted from us?"

"Isn't it just that I swallowed a little bit during my research and did some intimate research? Pantarone is a bastard too! ”

"Give me a little bit of your funding, I don't have enough funding for my recent research."

"Bastard, the good gentleman's face you made in the past is indeed a disguise."

"Idiot, do you really believe it? We're all Dotore, what can't we do for the sake of research funding? ”

Located outside the research room in the basement of Sumeru, the "Balladeer" listened to the quarrel in the room, snorted coldly with a displeased face, and helped the hat down, and when he opened the door, he quickly dodged the future beaker and folder.

One "doctor" can bring madness, two "doctors" can bring madness, and more than three "doctors" can only bring trouble.

There were far more than three of them, and wasn't the most selfish of Dotorre not allowing others to interfere in his god-making experiments?

"The three most important things in this experiment are that the gods can contain knowledge, the second is that the gods create bodies, and the last one is to obtain permission for you to connect to the World Tree."

The "Doctor" quietly appeared behind the "Balladeer", glanced at themselves in the lab, and quietly pinched the collar and covered it.

"Although the first one is progressing slowly and there are a few small accidents, the Akademiya has enough storage, and you only need to collect some more to bring you enough knowledge of the gods, and the second one is almost complete, but the third one has an accident."

"Not enough money?" "Balladeer," Yin Yang asked, in a strange voice.

"They're just competing for funding for their experiments, and the Akademiya is behind my experiments, and Pantarone doesn't dare to withhold funds from them."

Torre smiled, "There is a conscious effort within the World Tree to prevent us from gaining access to the World Tree, and the little Auspicious Grass King is taking care of himself. ”

With an obscure gaze, the "Balladeer" said, "Do you suspect that it is the consciousness left by the fallen Great Mercy Tree King in the World Tree?" ”

"The consciousness left by the Great Mercy Tree King in the World Tree is chaotic, and she can't even speak completely, but there is a clear power to protect her, and there is still the taste of stars and destiny on it."

"I know what you want, a toy created out of pity, I'm not rare."

The shadow of the hat obscured his eyes, "But this toy will be useful in the future, I hope you can grasp the proportion." ”

"Don't worry, I don't believe there's anything else in Her Majesty's place."