Winter Executor, starting with a system of wronged individuals.

Lily of the Valley's eyes widened. It was hard to connect the image of Barbatos, the God of Liberty, in the public's mind with Wendy's appearance. Could this really be real?

"Then...then what was that just now...the Heart of God?" Linglan looked at Su Ming nervously, worried that he would immediately issue a declaration of rebellion against Winter, and what would she do then?

Should we really abandon Lady Columbia? She is the benefactor who gave her a second life; if we betray her, we will inevitably stand on the opposite side and fight each other.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Ming patted Linglan's shoulder, glanced at the Heart of God one last time, and then handed it to Linglan. "You can keep this safe."

The passive skill of the Heart of God is a permanent buff, meaning that you can permanently obtain it as long as you touch it.

Now that the constellations have been activated, there seems to be no point in continuing to hold onto the Heart of God.

It would be better to leave it with the little nun for safekeeping; it would also serve as a theft prevention measure. After all, who would expect the hermit to entrust such an important item to a servant?

"Ehhhhh?"

Linglan held the Heart of God in her hands, momentarily forgetting which leg to take the first step with.

It's not fair to blame Lily for losing her composure; after all, this is a true Heart of God. There are only seven in the entire Teyvat, and it symbolizes the existence of a god.

Linglan was at a loss, and finally carefully placed the Heart of God in her inner pocket. She couldn't help but check if the Heart of God was missing after only a second.

"Let's go, let's go, there's more to see," Su Ming said with a smile, pulling Linglan's wrist as they left the room. If nothing unexpected happened, the real plot twist was about to unfold.

After all, Wendy couldn't have come to make a deal with him in advance because she was afraid of Rosalind tearing her heart out. He hadn't expected things to develop this way, so naturally he didn't have a chance to inform Rosalind.

Hmm... In other words, the classic scene of someone being ripped out of their heart will still occur.

Anytime, anywhere, the gossip enthusiast is seriously enjoying the gossip!

Su Ming wasn't about to miss out on such top-notch fun, so he dragged Linglan straight to the vicinity of the West Wind Cathedral.

Logically, there should be a plot involving the repair of the Sky Harp, but Su Ming was worried that he would be riddled with bullets by Barbara as soon as he went in, so for safety's sake, he decided to wait outside.

"Brother Su Ming, why are we acting so sneaky?"

Linglan asked, puzzled, "We're not here to do anything bad, why are you so guilty?"

Chapter 120 Should he perform "What Are You Doing?" live?

Before the heart-to-heart drama began, Su Ming opened the system panel and selected the Seat of Fate. The seven light spots that had been faintly connected before became more solid.

The first, originally dim, light seemed to break free from its restraints, shattering the dark light and shadow and bursting forth with a blue glow, briefly illuminating the entire background of the Destiny Constellation.

[Your constellation is now unlocked. Please continue your efforts to light up the remaining constellations.]

[Scorpio]

The first layer, "Poems of Lamentation," is a song of longing and separation.

You will be able to capture the emotions in the air and accumulate them into a grand symphony spanning millennia.

Once the symphony is fully charged, it will greatly increase the power of the next attack (by 1000%) and expand the domain of the Windless Land.

"hiss…"

After seeing the specific effects of the first level of the Destiny Seat, Su Ming couldn't help but gasp. Good heavens, this is much stronger than he had imagined.

Nuclear explosion technique, huh!

Assuming the Winter Cathedral itself has a multiplier of 1000, wouldn't adding the Destiny Seat directly double that?

Damn, wouldn't a nuclear explosion destroy Teyvat outright?

Goodbye, Bingxi abacus, buddy, I don't need you anymore. The current hermit is a hermit who can move the heavens and shake the church on his own!

Linglan sighed softly. Had Su Ming suffered some kind of blow recently? Why was he always smiling at the air for no reason?

Is she not cute enough? Even if you have to be silly and smile at her, you should smile at her.

"By the way, have you seen Sandoni?"

Su Ming then realized that he hadn't seen Sandoni at the hotel earlier.

Lily of the Valley took a small bite with her index finger, thought hard, and replied, "No... That's strange. I saw it this morning. Maybe it went to lunch."

Su Ming thought for a moment. Sandone was a grown-up little girl, so she was unlikely to get lost or be kidnapped by a strange man.

Nine times out of ten they're off to eat; the most important thing now is to keep having fun.

“They’re out,” Linglan tugged at Su Ming’s sleeve, staring nervously at the group of people coming out of the West Wind Cathedral, including Wendy, who had just left not long ago.

Su Ming nodded, took out the juice he had prepared beforehand, and also brought Lily of the Valley a cup of sunset fruit flavor.

When you're going to enjoy a melon (a Chinese idiom for gossip), you should see the whole thing for the best experience.

At this moment.

Ying stretched out a big yawn, finally relieved that the dragon calamity was over. It seemed like there was nothing else to do after that, so she could relax for a few days and then head straight to Liyue Harbor.

Before leaving, he even gave the white silk to Su Ming as a token of his gratitude. Well... I really didn't expect that Wendy was the Wind God. The amount of information I've received these past few days has been overwhelming.

Why are the gods so abstract these days? Are the Geo Archons of Liyue the kind you can just bump into on the street?

However, I've heard that Morax, the Geo Archon, appears every year at the Ascension Ceremony, so he's probably not a god you can just meet casually like Venti.

Moreover, the name itself sounds very reliable; it must be a very steady and reliable deity.

Ying has already started her trip to Liyue, and she definitely needs to get a new one-handed sword when she gets there.

You can't really use the Unsharp Sword to hack your way from Mondstadt to Tenryu, can you?

We can't cut it any further. We can't just let the original magic's stats inflate without giving her a new weapon. Let's not even talk about five stars, we should at least give her a four-star one-handed sword.

As Ying was pondering this, she suddenly saw a figure she had just seen not long ago appear not far away.

Before Ying could react, the figure suddenly darted past, and a hand pierced through Wendy's chest, who was standing next to Ying.

Wendy: "?"

No, what's going on here? Don't you executives communicate with each other?

Wendy wondered, "He's already given me the Heart of God, so what's this guy still doing here?"

What's wrong with him? Do you still want his sincere and passionate bard heart?

Should he play "What Are You Doing?" on the spot?

Rosalyn had originally intended to give an acceptance speech, but seeing that there was nothing there, she fell into a brief silence, then turned to look at Ying.

"So you were the one who beat me to it?"

Ying: "Huh?"

No, what does it have to do with her? We're just saying don't make baseless accusations here. Besides, she doesn't even know what Rosalyn wants. Isn't this pure slander?

What did she get ahead of? A laborer in the Knights? There's no need to be so envious.

But Rosalyn didn't give Ying a chance to explain. She directly knocked Ying unconscious with a Black Tiger Heart Strike, and then found that there was nothing she wanted here.

Rosalind was silent for a few seconds. The guys present either fainted or collapsed. In any case, there was no trace of the Heart of God. This was the first step in the Queen's plan, and failure was not an option.

She had no face to return to Zhidong and face the Empress with such an ending. Even if she became a god on the spot and gave the Heart of God to the Empress, she could not return empty-handed.

Well, becoming a god is quite difficult. The most important thing now is to find the Heart of God. Something so important can't just disappear into thin air.

Since it existed, it must have been taken away by someone.

Rosalyn remained silent for a long time before turning and leaving. There was no point in staying here; the most important thing was to find clues to the Heart of God.

Therefore, she needs more support. It seems necessary to go see that hermit. As an executive officer representing intelligence, he should have more solutions.

Meanwhile, in a corner.

Linglan touched her chest, feeling the touch of the Heart of God inside her pocket, and after a few seconds of silence, she looked at Su Ming silently.

Feeling a little guilty under Linglan's gaze, Su Ming chuckled awkwardly and said, "Unexpected. I really didn't know that Rosalin's target was the Heart of God."

"Brother Su Ming, you are an executive officer, how could an executive officer not know this!"

Linglan pouted. This person was fooling her again. He was so mean. But it seemed that Su Ming had ruined the lady's plan. If this was discovered, they probably wouldn't be colleagues anymore.

Su Ming shrugged and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, as long as we find a chance to send it back, right?"

"Would the Heart of God be something that comes to you on its own?"

Lily subconsciously complained, but then she thought of how Wendy had just delivered the Heart of God to her doorstep.

It is clearly something extremely important, but in the hands of these people, it always feels like something as common as a sunset fruit, completely devoid of any special significance.

Su Ming chuckled and patted the Heart of God behind Linglan's chest. "You have to be mindful of the way you give it. Even when you give it, you have to make it feel like it's something that's been given to you."

Linglan slapped Su Ming's hand away with a "smack," her pretty face slightly flushed as she replied, "You're not going to wrap it in white silk and send it back, are you?"

"Hmm...good idea!"

Chapter 121 Puppet Theater

On the way to the Goethe Hotel, Rosalyn frowned. The plan should not have gone wrong so badly. Something unexpected must have happened that she was unaware of.

As for what exactly happened, we can only place our hopes on the hermit.

"Rosalyn, you failed."

Before anyone knew it, Sandone appeared on the steps not far away. She sat there quietly, as if she had known all along that Rosalind would pass by.

The sky darkened instantly, as if shrouded in a hazy fog, and there seemed to be some subtle, trembling sound in the dark air.

"Puppet theater..."

Rosalyn lowered her head slightly, staring at her toes, and keenly caught a fleeting reflection in the darkness, like a nimble snake disappearing from the ground.

A sharp pain pierced from the depths of her soul, but Rosalyn calmly watched the transparent thread disappear into her toes.

Deep in her distant memory, Rosalyn witnessed Sandone executing a traitorous Executor with invisible puppet threads when she was a newcomer to the Executor team.

As time passed, Sandone never changed his seat, and Rosalyn later learned that the seventh seat was a very special seat.

It is the midpoint, and also the balance.

Maintaining the balance of the executive is also about dividing the skewed threads.

"Not going to say anything?"

Sandonne's cold voice came from all directions, and invisible threads kept swirling around Rosalin, like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, eyeing her menacingly.