At this moment, Makoto did not pay attention to the words of the Knights of Favonius.
His attention was drawn to a fruit stand not far away.
He saw a little girl with long blue hair, struggling to stand on her tiptoes and negotiate with the fruit stand owner.
"Hello, I would like to buy two Apples."
The Damselette's voice was soft, sounding gentle and sweet, indescribably well-behaved.
She just stood there quietly, giving off an aura of elegance, dignity, and a noble princess.
The busy owner, without lifting his head, said, "Alright!" and happily prepared to get the Damselette some Apples.
However, when he looked up and saw the Damselette's appearance, the smile on his face instantly vanished.
It was replaced by a look of wariness and distance.
"No, no, all my Apples are sold out. You should go buy them somewhere else."
The Damselette did not speak; her gaze fell upon the shelves full of Apples.
The Apples were not sold out at all; the fruit stand owner simply did not want to sell them to her.
The Damselette seemed accustomed to it; she ran to another fruit stand not far away to buy Apples.
But she was rejected for the same reason, with the same shelves full of Apples.
The Little Eula stood there somewhat helplessly, her hands nervously clutching the hem of her clothes.
She didn't know why the shop owner coldly refused her, yet could turn around and smilingly sell Apples to another child.
At this moment, a group of children appeared on the street.
They were in groups, chasing and playing.
The entire Mondstadt was filled with their laughter.
Seeing this, the Little Eula's eyes showed a hint of envy.
She also wanted to be like these children, running freely through the streets and alleys of Mondstadt.
She also wanted a group of friends to laugh and play with; it would surely be very interesting to walk together.
However, before the Little Eula could speak, the children's laughter abruptly stopped.
Upon seeing the Damselette, they hurriedly left, as if deliberately avoiding her, not wanting to get close.
The Little Eula lowered her head, her eyes dim.
Her mouth moved, but in the end, she said nothing.
This scene was somewhat desolate, and the people on the street saw it all.
However, most people remained indifferent, not feeling pity for the Damselette.
In fact, many citizens secretly told their children, "That person is from the Lawrence Family. When you see her, you must leave quickly, and you are not allowed to play with her, do you hear?"
"Mondstadt welcomes everyone, except for those from the Lawrence Family."
"The Lawrence Family is deeply sinful; she is the descendant of a Sinner and should be punished..."
The Damselette heard all these highly targeted conversations.
But her expression remained unchanged; her sorrow and tears had long since dried up because of these things.
The Damselette looked up and surveyed her surroundings, meeting the gazes of the citizens, and said, "This grudge, I will remember it!"
Hearing the Little Eula's words, many people's faces changed, and they became somewhat angry.
They were about to severely criticize this Damselette from the Lawrence Family.
But then they saw the glimmer of tears in the Damselette's eyes.
The crowd, who had just been discussing animatedly, now felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts and lowered their heads to do other things.
They also did not want to be so cruel to a Little Eula.
But who could blame the Damselette for being born into a family like Lawrence?
The Lawrence bloodline destined her to suffer injustice and ostracism in Mondstadt her entire life.
"That child... is Eula, right?"
Looking at the Little Eula's figure, Makoto said softly.
Many years ago, the Lawrence Family brutally ruled Mondstadt.
Although the first Knights of Favonius overthrew the rule of the Lawrence Family, the people's hatred for the Lawrence Family has not diminished at all and continues to this day.
Because of the Lawrence Family bloodline, Eula has been regarded as a descendant of a Sinner since childhood, suffering ostracism wherever she goes.
Merchants do not do business with her, and children do not play with her.
Even lively and cheerful taverns would immediately fall silent upon Eula's arrival, with no one willing to share a table with her.
Looking at Eula's lonely and desolate back, Makoto suddenly felt that this Little Eula was very pitiful.
He always felt that Eula's life should not be like this.
At this moment, Makoto suddenly felt someone gently tugging at his sleeve.
Turning his head, he saw Ganyu's clear and innocent large eyes.
Although Ganyu was an adeptus who had lived for thousands of years, her eyes were like those of a Damselette who had not yet experienced the world.
The kind of person who would believe whatever Makoto said.
Ganyu felt a little embarrassed being looked at by Makoto: "Everyone, everyone is talking to you."
Makoto then realized he had been distracted and walked forward to chat with the Knights of Favonius.
Actually, Makoto didn't know how to chat with the Knights of Favonius, as it was their first meeting, and it was hard to find a topic.
But based on Makoto's many years of social experience, talking about the Anemo Archon at this time was always a good idea.
"Mr. Faxun, I really didn't expect you to be so interested in matters concerning the Anemo Archon. May the Anemo Archon protect you," a member of the Knights of Favonius said with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Makoto quickly waved his hand: "Don't fool me, fool everyone, fool everyone."
Makoto offered his blessings in his clumsy Mondstadtian.
As he spoke, he inadvertently looked towards the fruit stand.
The Little Eula, who had been sad alone, had already disappeared.
People came and went on the street, chatting and laughing, and the entire Mondstadt was filled with ease and joy.
As the Windblume Festival approached, everyone should be happy.
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