A wall of boxy snow bricks shielded the biting cold wind and the pouring snowflakes, leaving only holes in the corners to welcome the cold, fresh air.

The dancing flames struggled to spread across the slightly damp branches, exuding a faint warmth, trying to dispel the cold, and a dim light shone on both faces.

"Goo-"

"I'm hungry."

With a piercing protest from her empty belly, her clothes as the Night Hero's clothes under her ass and her back against the cold rock wall, Kaeya rubbed her stomach and let out a long sigh.

"This blizzard came really at a bad time, otherwise we would have found the guerrilla squad along the trail by now."

"yes."

Wendy gently took out an apple from behind her, grabbed some snow on the ground and wiped the peel clean, lowered her head to observe carefully, and was about to make a move when a hand snatched it away.

The bard's eyes were shocked, and he subconsciously wanted to take it back, but his hand was a step slower, and the sweet-looking apple had already been bitten off by Kaeya.

The cavalry captain said vaguely: "Anyway, as a god, you don't care about the cold, and you won't be bothered by hunger, so you should fill my stomach with food first...... How do you feel a puff of slurry water bursting out of your mouth? ”

The bitter smell spread between his lips and teeth, and Kaeya chewed carefully with a strange expression, and then lowered his head to look at the gap where the apple had been bitten.

I saw that in the seemingly sweet flesh, there were two long worms that had lost their tails and were squirming in the unsightly holes.

His stomach was also squirming, and the feeling of nausea welled up in his throat, and Kaeya hid the apple in a nearby snowdrift.

"Naturally, I don't recommend providing you with food first, but unfortunately I don't have any food on me that I can eat, or I forgot to eat it with me two months ago."

The empty stomach squeezed under the abdomen, allowing the bile to flow backwards, and the bitter water overflowed from the throat, masking the fishy and unpleasant smell.

Kaeya struggled to squeeze out the words.

“…… Let's be honest..."

"Okay, I just picked it up outside two days ago, although I originally wanted you to eat it, but the timing and place are not in the snow mountain."

Wendy pouted helplessly, "I didn't see that the firewood was almost burned, and I thought if I could take out the core and continue for a little longer, but I didn't expect you to start so quickly." ”

"Gross..."

"There's no need to react so much, right, why don't I play a piece of music for you to slow down?"

Reaching for the false Vision at her waist, Venti conjured a harp and held it in her arms, her fingertips on the strings, and the wind howling outside the cave seemed to be guided as the strings were gently plucked.

The seemingly hard wall of snow was ruthlessly smashed by the wind, carrying cold snowflakes and dancing happily around the wind god, and soon hung a layer of frost on Kaeya's clothes.

"Oops~ I almost forgot that it was no better than Mondstadt, so I subconsciously guided the wind."

Wendy exclaimed in surprise, glanced at Kaeya who was suffering from the cold next to her, muttered for a moment, and said, "It's like this anyway, then you can bear with it, I'll let the wind bring some food and firewood." ”

"Hurry ~Click~"

Chattering teeth make a crisp and cheerful sound to accompany Wendy's music, and Wendy sticks out her tongue, her mind controlling the howling wind around her.

"Let me see where the food is...... Kaeya, we have a factory underneath this cave, and it's guaranteed to be warm inside. ”

"How do you~how~ know?"

Shaking her head vigorously, Kaeya slapped the frost off her head and reached out a slightly trembling hand to grope the rock wall.

"I let the wind peek through the crack and take a look."

"Why didn't you look at it before?"

Facing Kaeya's inquiry, Wendy's eyes widened in disbelief, "Please, I'm usually an ordinary bard, and I don't usually use too much elemental power, which is why the situation is special now." ”

"I remember Diluc putting a bottle of good wine under his bedside that he had been cherishing for more than a decade, and he didn't like cat hair on his bed."

A breeze wafting with the scent of dandelions blew on his face, and the green bard in front of him suddenly disappeared, vaguely forgetting that in the dim sky, there was a bright blue light gradually disappearing at the end of sight.

Kaeya moved slightly.

"This guy definitely has a grudge against me for not drinking for him before."

The cautious drunkard Fengshen, the free and lazy knight, and the Grand Master who directly took most of the elite away...... Damn it! How can we manage Mondstadt with this worm?

He's the same lazy, you steal one lazy, one drunk here, one drunk there, there are fewer people working, more people are fishing, and more work has been accumulated, how can I feel lazy about fishing?

"Reform, we must reform!"

Groping with the stone wall with his palms, Kaeya decides to wait for Wendy's return after a battle that has been useless.

The entrance to the factory is obviously not in this cave, and it takes too much time and energy to find it alone.

But it shouldn't be long, Wendy must be back faster than rushing, after all, Diluc doesn't like to put cat hair on his bed, what's the matter with him Kaeya?

Besides, what made Wendy delusional that I would think I could let go of the found liquor?

There wasn't a drop of wine in the bottle, it was all cat hair!

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"It's not unacceptable to accept such a little condition."

The broken ceramic shards fell on the table and the floor, and Shisui drank cold tea with a nonchalant face, looking at the scratch paper in his hand, "I remember that the temporary custodian of the Fatui in Mondstadt was that Dotore, right?" What is the relationship between the interests of the Fatui and the interests of the "wise men"? ”

"Why is it not related?"

Tartaglia, who was in a state of excitement, slapped the table hard.

"Dotore built the factory for research, and research to increase the strength of our Fatui, even though that factory is now in disuse......

"That's not right, since that guy has finished researching, why haven't I seen him come up with a result until now?"

Tartaglia patted his forehead, and suddenly frowned: "Isn't this another unjust project?" ”

Tartaglia is more or less familiar with the research of the "Doctor", after all, in order to use pure steel to make toys such as self-regulatory agencies for Teuca, he openly hacked a lot of "Doctor" research funds.

This kind of thing is quite common among their executives.

There are so many "doctors" of all ages, but each of them has a strong thirst for knowledge, and the annual research funding alone is enough for Pantarone to have a headache for a while.

Even if they were able to scrape together enough money, they would only hate the lack of funds in these Torre, and even if they had enough Mora, there would always be letters asking for funds sent to the headquarters of the Northland Bank.

is also an executive, and it is impossible for Pantarone to obey his orders, but it will still make him feel difficult to fight against many "doctors" alone.

Then I have to divide the pressure among the other executives.

Withhold a portion of the funds from other executives, and then inadvertently leak the flow of that portion of the funds to the executives who should have gotten it during the conversation.

And then it was a matter of course.

Tartaglia is much more polite than those colleagues who take back their own funds and take away the research funds and results of the "doctor".

He'd only take some of it, leaving enough Mora to live in that lab, and the most excesian thing he'd ever done was to take away all the pure steel from a few labs.

The most powerful "doctor" does not care about these small things, and is very happy to see himself robbed by his colleagues, because only this "doctor" can be called a real executive.

Both the Evil Eye and the Advance Team's modification surgery came out of his hands.

And real executives never lack the funds to study the knowledge they are interested in.

"I can hand over the Ruins Guard Factory to you Mondstadt to destroy afterwards, and I will tell the Fatui in Mondstadt to restrain them, but I can't make a decision except for the Fatui in the Dragonspine Snow Mountain."

Tartaglia said in a deep voice: "Exploring the legends of various countries and contacting the supernatural forces of each country is what Her Majesty acquiesces in, and for the sake of Her Majesty's great ideals, there is no room for retreat. ”

"I won't back down in this regard, the Fatui on the Dragonspine Snow Mountain have gone too far recently, and the alchemist camp of our Knights of Favonius has been broken into many times."

Eula had been instructed by Alice to keep an eye on Albedo's condition when she was stationed in the snowy mountains.

Even if the Fatui do not touch Albedo's bottom line, such situations must be cut off just in case.

It's a pity that the speed at which the Fatui replenish the advance team is comparable to the ability of the Khukhur to resurrect from the leylines, and even if they are wiped out many times, the number of people will not decrease, and now there is a proposal to include the Fatui in the ranks of monsters.

"Then let's continue to talk, for example, when we talk about the losses caused by the Fatui before, there are many conditions that can be discussed."

Chewing the tea leaves in his mouth, he flicked the teacup.

"Do you still need a teacup?"

"In front of the shady, I think we can take a more elegant way of talking this time." Tartaglia decisively refused.