"Why is it so quiet today too?"
Inside the Miliastra Domain, Xiangling appeared, looking around curiously.
It was late at night, and Xiangling had once again left Guoba behind to come to the Miliastra Wonderland alone.
Wearing cotton pajamas with excellent absorbency, Xiangling walked barefoot quietly through the hallway. He took every step with extreme caution, his soft soles making not a single sound as they touched the floor. He was far too experienced at this.
The reason he was so well-prepared was that he knew tonight's main course would be different from usual.
Tonight, Orion did not come to pick up Shenhe from work, but he had found a hotel for Shenhe in advance, given him the key, and told him to stay at the hotel if he didn't come to pick him up.
In the evening, Orion indeed did not come to pick him up, so Shenhe left on his own.
But Xiangling knew that while Orion might have had things to do, Shenhe's hotel must be a lie!
On the very first day, Orion also said he was going to stay at a hotel, but what was the reality? Where did he watch the live stream every night?
The Miliastra Wonderland, of course!
Xiangling was certain that tonight, Shenhe must also be in the Miliastra Wonderland!
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In a hotel somewhere in Liyue, Shenhe tossed and turned, wondering if Orion would come to pick him up tomorrow. If he didn't, should he report to his workplace a bit earlier?
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Returning to the Miliastra Wonderland, Xiangling tiptoed through the corridor. His main course for tonight was bound to be incredibly rich. Just thinking about how a cold, fairy-like figure like Shenhe would be handled by Orion in this way or that—Orion using red ropes to bind the inner brutality of Shenhe, while Shenhe used ice element to cool Orion down—made him feel that tonight would be incredibly stimulating.
However, when he arrived in front of Orion's door, he was surprised to find the room empty.
"That doesn't make sense?" Xiangling scratched his head and walked toward Lumine's room, but there was no one there either.
Next was Yunli's room, Clara's room, and finally, he even checked Noelle's room, but there was still no one.
Xiangling frowned. He had been lurking in the Miliastra Wonderland for so long that he knew exactly where everyone's room was.
It was impossible for him to be mistaken!
Then, that only left...
Tiptoeing, Xiangling arrived in front of Skirk's door.
He looked at the door in front of him, which was no different from the others yet seemed even colder than a Cryo Regisvine, and swallowed hard.
"Could it be that tonight, the two cold fairy-like figures are..."
Just then, the door in front of him suddenly opened, and Skirk walked out, standing right in front of Xiangling.
Skirk wasn't very tall, but he was still half a head taller than Xiangling, and he looked down at Xiangling with a sense of oppression.
And Xiangling, feeling very much like a sneak, felt cold sweat soaking his pajamas.
Oh no, it felt like he was about to be exposed.
However, at that moment, Skirk suddenly spoke: "They are all over there. If you walk to the end of the corridor, there is a very large room where the entire floor is covered in mattresses."
"Ah? Oh, oh, oh, thank you."
"You're welcome."
Xiangling then walked away from Skirk's door, looking back every few steps, and hurried toward the room in the distance.
Not long after, he arrived in front of that room and slightly turned the doorknob, letting a pink glow leak out from the room.
Xiangling pressed his eye against the crack in the door, and soon, his eyes widened.
"Miss Shenhe isn't here, but, but... one, two, three, four, five... Mona and Noelle are actually here too... This..."
Xiangling felt it was incredibly absurd.
However, his gaze couldn't be torn away at all.
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The moonlight spilled coldly over the grasslands of Mondstadt. Every blade of emerald grass was like a tiny mirror reflecting the pale light, joining together to form a white ocean.
A barefoot young woman appeared in front of the main gate of Mondstadt. He tilted his head, and the three pairs of small wings behind his hair swayed along with him.
"Mond... stadt... It doesn't seem to be Liyue? Did I come to the wrong place?"
It was already night, and the gates of Mondstadt were closed. The soldier on night duty on the wall thought he saw someone below in a daze. He leaned over the wall to look down, only to find that there was actually no one in front of the gate.
"Hey, what's wrong with you?" asked a Knight of Favonius patrolling with him.
The man pulled his body back and shook his head: "I must have been seeing things."
Meanwhile, the young woman, with a flash of light, had already teleported himself into the city of Mondstadt.
He stood on his tiptoes and tightened the straps of his huge backpack. This olive-green backpack did not match the young woman's cold temperament at all, but the various snacks inside were his absolute favorites.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind him.
"Oh? I was wondering why there was such strange energy fluctuation. So it was you, Columbina."
The young woman turned back and immediately recognized the person who had called out his code name. He smiled and greeted her: "It's you, Rosalyne. What are you doing here?"
"I'm on duty here. I've also obtained the Anemo Archon's Gnosis, and I'm planning to return to Snezhnaya soon... Why are you asking this?" Muzhu—oh, excuse me, it was La Signora, Rosalyne—walked over with an elegant gait, her partially visible white legs extremely alluring.
Facing Rosalyne's question, Columbina answered very directly: "Because aren't you missing? Pulcinella (The 5th Harbinger, The Rooster) sent Scaramouche (The 6th Harbinger, Hat Bro) to take your place. Also, one of Dottore's (The 2nd Harbinger, The Doctor)—um, a younger version of him—also came along, wanting to investigate your disappearance."
"But as you can see, I have returned. I hid for a long time to avoid that monster that can turn into a human, but I ultimately obtained the Gnosis. I also wrote a letter to the Tsaritsa about this; didn't you know?"
"I didn't know," Columbina replied with a smile. "Because I've run away from home."
Rosalyne:???
What should she do? It felt like she had heard something incredible.
Columbina hefted his huge backpack again: "Do you want to eat some snacks? I brought a lot."
Rosalyne was stunned for a moment, then finally sighed: "Sigh... Let's go. I'll make you some tea, and you can tell me what you're doing out here."
"Thank you, Rosalyne."
"Don't thank me. After you finish your tea, leave Mondstadt early tomorrow morning. I haven't seen you tonight either."
"You are so nice. I'll give you an extra cupcake later."
"Won't your backpack crush the cupcakes..."
"It won't. I used the Moon-Torque Force to isolate every piece of pastry."
"You should use your power for other things..."
Having The Servant and The Marionette was one thing, but when alone, Rosalyne was completely unable to deal with Columbina's straightforward words.
Being a ditz is truly the most powerful moe attribute.
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Under the big tree in Windrise, a giant dragon swept in with a storm and landed beneath the tree.
"Oh my, why make such a big scene? I can't even play my lyre properly." Under the tree, Venti, who was sitting on the trunk, flickered and changed back into Venti.
Dvalin lowered his eyes to look: "Heh, you're quite relaxed. I see you seem to have adapted to that woman's appearance recently?"
"...Don't bring that up. I get angry whenever it's mentioned." Venti puffed up his cheeks in anger, but Dvalin laughed out loud.
"Haha, there aren't many people who can make you suffer."
"Hmph. Anyway, he has to treat me to drinks in the future."
"You drunkard... By the way, why have you been trying to change back to your Archon form so frequently lately? Are you preparing to wear the crown?"
Venti shook his head: "No, why would I wear the crown? Isn't it enough that you wear the crown in Mondstadt? I see that in your current state, your control over the 'Primal Wind' can be considered handy, right?"
"Hmph... Just scratching the surface. This power to change the natural environment isn't so easy to master." Dvalin snorted. After becoming an incomplete Dragon King, his confidence had grown quite a bit.
"By the way." Venti looked up at him: "Why did you run here so late? Don't tell me it was just to persuade me to wear the crown? I don't want to; I don't want to work. Anyway, if there is any danger, I can still ask Orion to help solve it."
"Who can rely on you..." Dvalin complained, then looked into the distance: "I came out because... I felt the moonlight."
"Moonlight?" Venti was a bit confused, but he quickly realized: "The call of nibelungen? Why at this time?"
"I don't know, but I can feel it. This palpitation originating from within my bloodline is undoubtedly the feeling of moonlight falling. I am only a second-generation dragon, not a first-generation Dragon King who fought alongside the King of Dragon Kings. Many feelings just exist in my bloodline, but I cannot understand them very well." As Dvalin spoke, his gaze looked gloomily toward the city of Mondstadt.
"But this time, I feel it clearly... The moonlight is falling on the land of Mondstadt. It's in the direction of the city of Mondstadt."
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