The sound stopped suddenly.

Of course, this doesn't mean Mu Xian doesn't want to talk about it.

He saw that the other version of himself in his line of sight suddenly move.

Meanwhile, Cole fell silent.

do not know why.

It was just an ordinary thought about Mondstadt, but Cole felt something was strange about it.

She looked up at Mu Xian, who had regained his indifference, hesitated for a moment, and then asked.

"Excuse me, what's your name?"

"Hu Muxuan." This time, Mu Xian did not remain silent.

"Hu Muxuan?"

Kelei read the name aloud and said, "That sounds like a Liyue name. You're from Liyue, right?"

Mu Xian shook his head and asked Ke Lai in return, "Can you remember this name?"

"You saved my life."

Cole gave a determined look: "So I will definitely remember you."

"is it?"

Mu Xian's tone inexplicably turned melancholic: "We should be considered strangers, right?"

"However...if you can really remember me..."

The last sentence sounded like a monologue, but the voice had some inflection.

Mu Xian muttered this sentence to himself, and at the same time turned around and walked out of Huacheng Guo.

The direction they left seemed to be towards Port Ormos.

Watching Mu Xian's departing figure, Ke Lai was still pondering the meaning of his last sentence.

But before Cole could figure it out, Paimon's voice came from behind him.

"Cole!"

The white figure flying in caught Cole's eye, and without thinking about what had happened before, she ran to the traveler.

"You guys are back?!"

"No, we should say 'Have a safe trip' now."

"Colette, thank you for waiting for us here. Remember to take care of yourself."

...

"And finally—trainee ranger Cole, I wish you both a safe journey."

"Welcome back to Huacheng Guo. We, the forest rangers, will do our best to help you."

The sound faded away as the golden traveler disappeared into the distance.

Although she felt somewhat disappointed, Cole could only offer her blessings.

Looking back at the former Huacheng Guo, Ke Lai felt that it was much quieter here.

But before Cole could look away, a bird landed on the rock in front of him.

The birds were not the twilight birds and blue herons unique to Sumeru, but rather white doves, which seemed out of place in the rainforest.

Upon seeing the white dove, Cole's eyes lit up, and all her disappointment vanished.

The white dove in front of me signified one thing—Amber's reply had arrived.

I couldn't wait to take the letter off the white dove's leg; it seemed to still carry the scent of dandelions from Mondstadt.

Opening the letter, lines of elegant handwriting appeared before Ke Lai's eyes.

The letter contained nothing more than messages like "Take care of yourself," "Everyone in Mondstadt is doing well," and "Don't push yourself too hard when studying or working."

Even so, Cole continued reading, word by word.

Until the very last paragraph, Cole's scaly disorder relapsed.

Miss Lisa received a letter from Sumeru, seemingly requesting her to return there.

However, Miss Lisa has some matters to attend to recently, so she has asked the Knights of Favonius to investigate what exactly is going on with Sumeru.

[Since I hadn't seen Cole in a long time, I took on this task.]

When I write this letter, I have already left Mondstadt.

[Judging by the time, if Cole receives the letter, I'll probably be almost at Mount Sumeru.]

Although this is my first time visiting Xumi, I might not know my way around...

However, I am a scout knight of Mondstadt! These kinds of trivial matters are no problem for me!

Chapter 124 A Clash of Wits and Strategy

The last page is the last page of the book.

The last page contains the final conclusion.

We have created many things, and we have worked tirelessly for them.

Many people lose themselves in the struggle, succumbing to these things.

Undeniably, the very creation of these things indicates that they have value.

But we should have been more valuable than what we created.

Al-Hysen closed the book and quickly drew his conclusion.

Emotion prevails over reason; the book's merits are overshadowed by the author's intense personal feelings.

Al-Hysen put the book back in his hand.

With nothing to kill time, he turned his gaze to the guy in front of him.

Ronak, a spice merchant in Port Ormos.

Merchants are not uncommon in Port Omos, but his other identity is rare.

El-Heysen: "Has the goods not arrived yet?"

"I'm sorry, sir."

Ronak spoke, his tone carrying an apology that held little value for a businessman.

"There are just too many long-maned tigers on the road; we may have to wait a while longer."

Elhesen's face was expressionless; instead, he crossed his arms and closed his eyes.

He could tell that Ronak was making excuses for him.

I'm probably on that guy's blacklist.

"I see."

As he spoke, Elhesen removed the mourning flower from his head.

"I'll come back in a few days."

"Guest, move slowly."

Ronak still had the same smile on his face, but his tone was noticeably more relaxed.

Al-Hysen didn't care what Ronak's attitude was; what he needed to do first was find a room to stay in for a few days.

Now that he's on Dolly's blacklist, this matter will probably take a few more days to resolve.

Now, two options stand in the way of Elhesen.

The first method is to obtain information about the divine canisters through another means.

The second option is to have someone else contact Dolly.

The first method requires Elhesen to obtain clues again, but if not necessary, Elhesen prefers the second method.

—Should I entrust it to someone else...?

The Void Terminal by his ear flickered faintly, and Elhesen seemed to be searching for some information in the Void.

Choosing the right people to contact Dolly was not easy.

Dolly was somewhat averse to the Church of Christ, and those scholars were probably on the blacklist just like her.

As for the others... Elhesen doesn't trust them.

The situation in Sumeru is currently very complex, and Elhesen cannot guarantee that the stranger he commissioned might be a member of one of the factions.

If he had to choose, Elhesen would prefer some outsiders who had just come from Sumeru.

Thinking of this, Elhesen stopped.

He glanced at the location of the port as if sensing something.

A large ship in the Inazuma style was moored in that direction.

The man below the ship, who had been squinting, noticed Elhesen's gaze and looked at Elhesen as well.

Their gazes met, but there was no spark of confrontation.

The two nodded at the same time and quickly looked away.

When a smart person meets another smart person, they won't inexplicably start fighting.

They only show superficial goodwill, then slowly distance themselves from the other person...

Ayato shifted his gaze from Elhesen and returned it to the large ship in front of him.

"I feel like there's been a lot less intelligence lately."

Ayato stood with his hands behind his back, speaking in his usual tone.

"Master, there's nothing worth recording lately."

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