The next morning, An Ping slapped some powder on his face and put on his wig and glasses before coming out of the room.

Unexpectedly, Eula was already waiting below.

"Anyway, can you try a little harder, at least even out the color before coming out, even a six-year-old girl in Mondstadt won't paint her face white and black."

As soon as they met, Eula held her head in disappointment.

"Ah, it doesn't matter, wouldn't it be nice to cover it up so that no one can see what I look like?"

An Ping felt that there was no need to make a fuss, and he didn't want to get close to someone with a disguise, it was just to cover his appearance so that people wouldn't see where he came from.

"But please don't let people see at a glance that you're pretending, okay? This makes it all the more suspicious. Forget it, I've worked hard, I'll help you wipe it again. Dare to let Miss Ben serve you, I will write down this hatred first. ”

“… What the hell is that weird mouth fetish? ”

"Oh? Dare to say that I am strange to my face, your courage is commendable. I've also written down this enmity first, and I'll give it back to you when the time comes. ”

Well, this time it seems like a real grudge. Anping didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he obediently shut up and let Eula reapply the foundation on her face.

"That's what makes it decent."

Eula crossed her hands on her hips and looked at the makeup she had painted for Anping with satisfaction, her face full of pride.

"Does it make a difference?"

With Anping's straight male gaze, it is natural to be unable to distinguish this high-level gap in makeup skills without wearing lipstick.

It seems to him that it is the same color anyway.

"Let's go, let's start with the group of Fatui sneaking around in the Lookout Mountains."

Eula didn't bother to tell Anping about the difference between her makeup techniques, she mostly realized that it was playing the piano to the cow.

"Why don't you start the investigation with the Lawrence family, haven't you noticed that your uncle has been acting strangely recently, isn't it easier to start the investigation from the inside as your Lawrence family?"

Hearing Anping's words, Eula's footsteps, which were leading the way in front, suddenly stopped. An Ping almost hit her in the back.

Eula was silent for a few seconds, then asked rhetorically:

"Do you think that after a Lawrence descendant joins an organization created by someone who overthrew the Lawrence, she will still be considered a Lawrence descendant by the Lawrence family?"

"I'm sorry, I was abrupt."

An calmed the heart of the first aid captain and ignored this.

"It's okay, let's keep walking."

After Eula said this, Anping realized how difficult her situation was in Mondstadt.

Neither recognized by the residents of Mondstadt nor considered a traitor by her family, it is almost difficult to get on with both sides, and it is no wonder that Eula borrows alcohol from the tavern every night to kill her sorrows.

But at least there is a group of people in the Order who are willing to believe her, otherwise I am afraid that they would have been driven crazy by this invisible pressure.

Anping put himself in this position, looking at Eula's lonely back alone in front of him, and couldn't help but feel some sympathy for Eula's situation.

But this empathetic sadness didn't last long, because he suddenly noticed Eula's beauty.

There's nothing wrong with Eula being a beautiful girl, but Anping doesn't think she's particularly amazing.

does not have Xiangling's innocent girl-next-door temperament, does not have the eccentric and impressive character of Hu Tang Master, her mature temperament is not as good as Lisa's, and she is dignified and elegant and not as good as Qin.

It's just that it's good everywhere, but it's just a little bit of a pity that it makes people feel that the beauty is slightly flawed.

It wasn't until now that he followed Eula that Anping finally discovered Eula's true beauty.

Under the cloak that swings in the wind, there is a white and delicate beautiful back, and the lines on the back are simply full of artistic sense. Looking down the line of the back, the curve of Eula's buttocks is simply a perfect interpretation of the art of curves, and the combination of a slender but not sickly waist and plump buttocks is enough to make all men crazy.

Not to mention the leg rings that directly poke Anping XP and show the tight flesh of Eula's legs.

If this back can be drawn, it will be as good as the Mona Lisa's smile.

Thank you for your hospitality.

Sure enough, after rescuing the captain, if you can, simply join the Knights, and every day patrolling Mondstadt with Eula is much more refreshing than listening to old men tell meat jokes in the damp and dim cabin.

If the captain could know at this time that An Ping could still remember to save him in this situation, he would definitely sigh with relief that he had not seen the wrong person.

The two of them walked out of Mondstadt one after the other, and soon found themselves near the Lookout Mountains.

Suddenly, Eula, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around and hugged Anping, covering his mouth while squatting down in front of a big rock.

The incident happened suddenly, and An Ping just squeaked and struggled twice and quieted down.

When Anping calmed down, Eula let go of her hand, made a silent gesture, and pointed in the direction behind the stone.

An Ping understood Eula's meaning in seconds, picked up the regret in his heart, and quietly stretched out his head to take a look.

Not far away, near the watchtower, several Fatui dressed in strange shapes patrolled.

An Ping quickly retracted his head and lowered his voice.

"Is that them?"

Eula nodded.

"So what now?"

"Hold your ground and keep watching."

Eula made a judgment.

"These Fatui I recently discovered that they patrol the neighborhood twenty-four hours a day, and if it has anything to do with the seizure of your fleet, they may be locked up in a secret room somewhere around here. Let's find a hidden place to stay and see if we can find any clues. ”

An Ping nodded.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Fatui had not noticed this direction, the two quietly moved to a denser bush closer and lay down.

"Anping, let me ask you a question."

After Anping nervously lying on his stomach and observing the neighborhood for half an hour, Eula's voice suddenly became normal.

"What?"

"Forget it, you protect yourself!"

Before Anping could react, Eula had already dragged the big sword that appeared in her hand at an unknown moment and rushed towards the Fatui.

Why do you suddenly say that you will fight?! So why did you hide it in the first place?

But since Eula rushed out, Anping naturally wanted to follow, but after rushing halfway, Anping stopped.

These Fatui who seemed to be very well-armed and fierce did not seem to be Eula's opponents at all, and they could barely support the attack of Eula's greatsword by relying on the cooperation of many people.

If he had fought alone, he would have been cut down to the ground a long time ago.

However, Eula's fighting posture is really pleasing to the eye, as if she is enjoying a dance. Is this the upbringing of the descendants of the nobility?

Anping felt that rushing in rashly might actually slow down Eula's offensive rhythm, so he simply admired it on the spot.

It's just that Anping suddenly found that a Fatui holding a musket quietly appeared on the lookout, and he seemed to be aiming at Eula, and Eula, who was focused on fighting the Fatui on the ground, didn't realize it at all.

"Watch out there!"

An Ping hurriedly reminded him.