[Genshin Impact] A world where only travelers are alone

Cecilia didn't want to pin all her hopes on the young man. After all, when he introduced the situation in the territory, the young man mentioned to her that the Lawrence family had been keeping a close eye on them recently.

She didn't want to be a burden, she had to save herself.

But Cecilia didn't expect that before she even figured out where to start, her train of thought was interrupted by a sudden noise.

She pricked up her ears and carefully identified the source of the sound, and finally found that the sound seemed to come from the window.

But she had clearly checked this room when she was first locked up. It seemed to be a place specially used to lock people up. The windows were even sealed with iron bars, leaving no chance for anyone to escape.

On the other hand, it is impossible for anyone to come in from there.

So who on earth would be so unhelpful as to knock on her window?

With this confused thought in mind, Cecilia pulled open the curtain that she had just closed.

Outside the window, the little wind elf, who was not a human and could easily pass through the iron railings but was blocked by another layer of glass, was knocking again and again. When he saw her, his two small eyes immediately turned into poached eggs out of grievance.

Cecilia quickly opened the window for him.

As soon as she opened a crack, the little guy couldn't wait to get in, threw himself into her arms and complained.

Unfortunately, there was a language barrier and Cecilia didn't understand what he was saying at all. She could only half guess that he was scolding the person who closed the window.

Cecilia, who had checked and found the window was open, and then closed it: Ahem.

She hugged the wind elf tighter with a guilty conscience and changed the subject: "Why are you here? Have they figured out how to save me?"

Under Cecilia's expectant gaze, the wind elf shook his head.

"Chirp—" he called out twice awkwardly.

Of course there was no plan. It was not easy to rescue people from Lawrence's house.

The Gunhild and Leggenfind families had long been dissatisfied with Diekarapian's rule, although they knew that they were nothing more than ants in the eyes of the demon god, and they concealed their dissatisfaction in order to protect themselves.

However, when Diocletian issued some harsh decrees, they could not help but make several more admonitions. As time went by, the self-righteous king became very unhappy with them and turned over more matters to the Lawrence family, who had remained silent.

It can be said that in the current territory, the Lawrence family is already the most powerful family.

A head-on attack is definitely not going to work, but if you want to use a soft approach, it depends on whether Vanilara is fooled or not.

But that guy is extremely smart. Once there is something wrong, he can find out a lot of things. If they don't have a perfect plan, they dare not try it easily.

The wind elf still remembered that he was on the boy's shoulder listening to them come up with all kinds of bizarre rescue plans, and then he had to stop them the next second because of a loophole he suddenly discovered.

This process was repeated several times until he became impatient. Worried that Cecilia would be subjected to inhuman torture at the hands of Vanilare, he slipped out first.

He was a wind elf, a wisp among thousands of winds. Naturally, he could transform into an unnoticeable wind and sneak in here. Following the familiar smell, he quickly found the place where Cecilia was imprisoned.

*
Although the wind elf did not bring any good news, Cecilia was still very grateful for his arrival. At least with him around, it would be much more convenient if she found something that needed to be passed on. Besides, having someone by her side always makes people feel at ease.

Thinking of this, she smiled gratefully at the little guy: "Thank you for coming to see me."

Along with the words of thanks, there was also a kiss from the girl - she gently kissed the wind elf on the cheek.

In her opinion, this was just an act of intimacy, but to the wind elf it seemed like a big deal. Cecilia could clearly see the little guy's face turn red.

The wind elf, which was originally blue and white in color, was now dyed completely pink, and looked dizzy with mosquito-repellent eyes. It seemed that it couldn't even tell the directions.

Cecilia shook it worriedly, but the little guy still didn't respond at all.

She was just about to try to see if there were any emergency measures to save the patient when someone suddenly knocked on the door, followed by the sound of the doorknob turning. Cecilia could only stuff the wind elf into the quilt and concentrate on dealing with the uninvited guest.

The person who came was Vanilara.

Seeing her sitting on the bed, the woman said calmly: "Did I bother you? But even if I bothered you, I can only say sorry first, but I think you will need to have breakfast first."

She was holding two simple breakfasts in her hands.

There was still panic on Cecilia's face. Vanilara saw it but didn't say anything, just raised his eyebrows.

This slight change in expression immediately made Cecilia stand up alertly, and before she could speak, she took the initiative in the conversation: "I thought you were going to lock me up here and starve me for two days, so that you could force other things out of me later."

"How could that be?" Vanila Rui shrugged. "Didn't I tell you that caring for every member of the family is a virtue of the Lawrence family from ancient times to the present. I won't do anything to you before I investigate thoroughly. But if you really want to try this method, I don't mind satisfying you."

Cecilia didn't ask for trouble.

She sat down opposite Vanilara and had breakfast with her quietly.

Vanila Rui seemed to want to give her some time to think, and did not speak again. Her words just now had other meanings, and she was naturally asking Cecilia whether she was ready to admit that she was Lawrence's bloodline or deny it. Two different choices corresponded to two different results.

If she is sensible enough, she will only choose the former

But Cecilia didn't do that. She was still weighing the pros and cons to see which option would be more beneficial to her.

The disadvantages of the latter are obvious and there is almost no need to think about it. However, although the former seems to have no disadvantages, it also has hidden dangers. As for the source of the crisis -

Cecilia secretly glanced at the guy in front of her and happened to meet the woman's smiling eyes.

The source of the crisis lies in how Vanilara will react to a fellow tribesman who suddenly appears.

Cecilia believed that she would not attack her own people, but - what about house arrest? Isn't that what she is doing now?

After finding out my identity, the next thing to check is what the purpose of the picture album I sell is, right?
With this kind of layer-by-layer questioning, she could guarantee that no information would be dug out accidentally.

So just in case, don't ask this question lightly.

Cecilia thought she was being very cautious, but she didn't know that Vanilari's schemes were much deeper than she thought.

From the moment she began to hesitate about which one to choose, Vanilari was able to determine that everything she did had ulterior motives, and he could even indirectly guess that she was indeed from the Lawrence family.

If she wasn't, she would have been at a loss for ways to ensure her own safety. She would only be so calm if she could prove that she was a member of the Lawrence family and was sure that her life would not be in danger.

During this brief period of contact, Vanilari had already figured out Cecilia's personality.

Although she is smart, she seems to have not experienced much and has difficulty hiding her emotions.

Vanila Rui lowered his head and smiled, but the laughter was so light that Cecilia did not hear it.

Glancing at the person opposite her who seemed to be unaware of anything, she felt that there was no suspense about what would happen next, so she didn't intend to pursue the fact that Cecilia seemed to be hiding something when she first came in.

After all, she couldn't escape.

After breakfast, Vanilara left indifferently after making sure that Cecilia still had no intention of speaking.

As soon as she left, the atmosphere in the room immediately became much more relaxed. Cecilia let out a breath, thought about the wind elf, and quickly turned over her quilt.

But the little guy had already crawled out by himself, but he still seemed shy. A quilt covered half of his face, leaving only a pair of round eyes looking at her.

Cecilia touched his head and asked him to help her convey a message to the boys.

"Madam Lawrence won't do anything to me for the time being. I can still hold on here. Don't worry, I will try my best to find a way to escape as soon as possible."

"Chirp!" The wind elf patted his chest, as if to say, leave it to me!

Cecilia was amused and couldn't help but reach out and touch his head.

*
The wind elf was very fast. When he rushed back, the young man and his companions had not yet come to a conclusion and were sitting together with worried looks on their faces.

Seeing him coming back, the boy realized belatedly that something was missing from his shoulder: "Huh? Where have you been?"

The wind elf shyly lay down on his palm, and this little look immediately made the young man think: "You went to find Cecilia?"

"Chirp." The wind elf nodded.

Gunhild and Leigenfind immediately came over, and the latter, who was less patient, kept asking, "How is she? Did Vanilarai make things difficult for her?"

The wind elf thought about it and thought that since they could all sit together to eat, it shouldn’t be a problem, right?

So he shook his head.

The expressions of the three people immediately became much more relaxed, especially the young man. After all, it was he who came up with the idea of ​​letting Cecilia sell the picture album.

The wind elf chirped at him and used its hands and feet to gesture the scene it saw, performing a vivid situational drama.

After finishing everything, he raised his hand to wipe the non-existent beads of sweat from his forehead, looking like he had worked so hard.

But he didn't know that with his short arms and legs, his gestures seemed like a joke, and no one could understand him, at least not Gunhild and Leggenfind, except for the young man who had a telepathic connection with him.

"I see. This way we can rest assured for the time being." The young man nodded with relief, and explained the wind elves' meaning to Gunhild and Leigenfind. After he finished speaking, he said, "Although Cecilia said so, it may be difficult for her to escape alone. We have to help her."

However, now that he knew that the wind elves could enter and exit Lawrence's mansion freely, things became much simpler, and the young man had a general idea in his mind.

(End of this chapter)