The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

"boom!"

"Snapped!"

"Boom!"

……

The crowd surrounding the young master were all sent flying. They clutched their wounds, gasping for breath on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.

"Ouch..."

"when!!!"

The flying cement debris hit the leader's face, making him stop breathing and his body stiffen.

"I have a better conscience than you. This month, I want to see you pay back 50%!"

"Crack!"

The young master exerted force with his palm, burying half of the steel rod stuck in the ground into the hard street.

"Understood!" The people on the ground nodded vigorously, afraid of angering the young master again.

"Phew! One deal done!" Seeing that the "client" had agreed, the young master felt a little relieved.

That's great! Only 13 more orders and we can call it a day!

“Ten…thirteenth single…” The young master reverted to his previous zombie-like state, a stark contrast to his previous energetic self.

"Thank...thank you!"

The young master suddenly felt something in his hand. He turned around and saw that the shop owner, who had just been surrounded, had brought him hot tea.

"Remember to borrow money from reputable institutions in the future, such as our Beiguo Bank. We will never collect debts in advance."

The young master looked up, not forgetting to solicit business for the Northern Bank. Then he kicked the burly man beside him and continued:

"Her debts are now with the Northern Bank. Any objections?"

"No...no!"

"Okay, I'll give you the invoice. Remember to settle the debt within the time limit specified on it."

With swift scribbling and drawing, the young master quickly produced a new bill. He'd done this so many times in the debt collection process that he'd become quite adept at it.

He shoved the bill into the shopkeeper's hand, and before she could thank him, the young man bent over, his arms hanging low, and walked toward the next person in need of a loan.

Every now and then, you can see him taking a sip of tea.

……

"Ta! Tat! Tat!"

It was already late at night, and the streetlights in many places had been turned off. Even in the areas where there were still lights, the glow was not as bright as before.

The young master leaned against the roadside and sat down on one of the recliners on either side of the street, lost in thought. He stretched out his arms, slumped against the back of the chair, and tilted his head back, looking as if he were asleep.

"Buzz..."

On the deserted streets, only the faint hum of distant machinery could be heard. After lying there for a long time, the young master finally managed to open his eyes.

"Hey, you guys are really patient, aren't you? You've been following me around for almost all night, aren't you going to make a move?"

"call……"

There was only the sound of the wind around, as if what had just happened was merely the young master's ramblings.

Seeing this, the latter didn't tolerate the stalker behind him. He directly pulled out a hunting knife from his waist and threw it hard into a corner in the distance.

"Shh!"

The hunting knife sank into the grass, causing the branches and leaves to tremble. Then, a thin twig snapped, and the hunting knife, which had just disappeared into the grass, flew towards the slumped young master.

"when!"

The young master, who had just looked like he was about to die, instantly came to his senses. He raised his leg and kicked the hunting knife that had been shot at him away.

“An unexpected gain!”

The young master jumped up from the bench, holding two swords in his hands, his eyes filled with excitement.

Who would have thought that a big fish would jump out from the utterly boring debt collection work? Although he didn't know the guy's specific strength, just based on that move, he knew he could have some fun for a while.

"Whoosh!" A dark figure jumped out from the corner. It seemed that after being discovered, the person did not want to get entangled with the young master any further.

"Haha, if you can come and go as you please, wouldn't that be beneath me as an executive officer?"

Upon seeing this, the young master chuckled twice and then chased after him at an even faster pace.

"boom!"

When the two collided, the air on the street was compressed into a spreading white wave, and the cement pavement cracked inch by inch.

“Executive? Ha, you don’t seem like it.” The person opposite shook his head, then kicked out.

"Boom!"

Another loud bang, and the two were separated.

The young master patted the footprints off his clothes and frowned.

"Are you the only one?"

"Because you're a little different, everyone else left."

The man stepped into the flashing light, and the young master was finally able to see his face clearly. His nonchalant expression was then filled with shock.

"..."

He was silent for a moment before slowly asking, "How old are you?"

"I don't know, from what other people say... I'm probably fourteen or sixteen? If you really care, take a middle value, fifteen."

The boy scratched his bald head, which was just starting to grow downy hair, and said nonchalantly.

No one had ever told him about his age, and those past days were not worth remembering at all.

If possible, he would prefer to be one year old.

"Fifteen……"

The young master took a few deep breaths, then put his hands on his hips and burst into laughter.

"Haha, kid, I have high hopes for you! I became an executive officer around your age!"

"You might even surpass me!"

"Hahaha……"

His laughter gradually dried up and stopped, because the young master realized that the boy in front of him had suddenly changed after he said those words.

"Hey, didn't anyone tell you that the [Executor] is disgusting?!"

"Oh!"

Sparks burst from the boy's sleeve, and then he grasped a burning greatsword in his hand.

With both hands gripping the sword hilt, the young man pointed the sword tip at the young master, his anger transforming into a faint flame that spread throughout his body.

Chapter 782 The Inexperienced "Master"

2024-07-16

"……,interesting."

The young master pondered for a moment, then beckoned to the boy in front of him.

"Many people hate the Executive, but few of them pose a real threat."

"I'm last. How about it? Want to see the difference? That will put an end to your unrealistic expectations."

As he spoke, he reversed his grip on the blade and twirled it.

"I can't ask for it!"

The young man raised his flaming greatsword high and charged toward the young master with unstoppable momentum.

"Hoohoo!"

The heat of the flames was carried to the young master by the disturbed wind, making him feel unbearably hot. In just a moment, a young man, also engulfed in flames, rushed to his side.

"boom!"

The greatsword crashed down, flames erupted from its blade, and a huge fireball exploded from the street.

"The speed needs to be improved!"

Unfortunately, this was still too slow for the young master. He had already escaped in an instant before the flames erupted.

He brought his twin swords together, and a bow without a string appeared in his hand. Then, a purple light flashed, and the pulsating lightning element was kneaded in the young master's hands into a strong string and a sharp arrow.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two thunderclaps appeared in the night sky above the street, bringing intense light and scorching the bricks and stones on the ground black.

"It's not over yet!"

Seeing the flashes of lightning in the distance, the young man showed no panic. He held his breath, drew his sword, turned around, and sparks danced with him.

These sparks detached from the greatsword, then reassembled, and the weapon in the boy's hand grew longer and longer.

"Crack!"

The spear formed from the sparks was long and sharp enough that, during its downward strike, this weapon, half sword and half spear, pierced deeply into the molten ground.

However, this was not unexpected for the boy; rather, it was exactly what he wanted to see.

Beneath the spearhead formed from sparks, something was smoldering—it could be a red tassel, or it could be a flag, but whatever it was, as long as it could unleash its power, it didn't matter.

The greatsword had completely transformed into a spear, the shaft of which bent into a terrifying arc behind the boy.

With both hands gripping the gun handle, the boy finally managed to flick the tip of the gun just before the lightning touched his nose.

"Everyone, take to the skies!!!"

"Boom!!!"