The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

Diluc felt Ember's gaze and shuddered. Was this guy thinking something inappropriate?

"What brings you here? Have you discovered how delicious the wine is?" Diluc asked as he sorted through the bill Charles handed him.

"Oh! I almost forgot again if you hadn't mentioned it. Do you have any private rooms? Give me one." Yu Jin slapped his forehead. If Diluc hadn't reminded him, he probably would have forgotten about the important matter again.

"I don't have any private rooms here, but if you want some peace and quiet, go to the second floor, it's less crowded there." Diluc shook his head. Angel's Gift doesn't have private rooms, only the second floor is quieter.

"Alright then." Ember wasn't too disappointed and went straight up to the second floor to wait for Wendy and Luminous to arrive.

While he was feeling utterly bored, a female voice suddenly came from his mind.

[Your Majesty, I have successfully completed my mission.]

Ember really wanted to say that you guys almost failed your mission. The Fools underestimated Black Knife, but Black Knife underestimated the Fools just as much.

If it weren't for his intervention at the last minute, Winterfell and Black Knife would probably have disappeared.

The crazed black blade isn't scary; what's terrifying is the death rune in their hands. Although they still possess only a small portion, it's something you absolutely cannot touch.

Combined with their invisibility, they are truly deadly to anyone they stab, and no one will even know how they died.

"My lord, here is what you requested."

As soon as Black Knife finished speaking, a pulsating milky white mass appeared in front of Ember's table.

Ember reached out and poked it. Hmm? The separated soul.

"What happened? How did they cut off your soul?" Ember asked. Losing a part of your soul is much harder to recover than losing an arm.

The one called Puppet divided her soul into many parts, each residing within a puppet.

She no longer possessed a human body in the normal sense. Therefore, we severed one-eighth of her soul as punishment.

Black Knife calmly recounted the events of that time.

Ember nodded after hearing this. "Alright, it's already done, so let's leave it at that." Ember's original intention was to kill the rich man and the puppet directly, but Catherine was unwilling.

As the primary victim, Ember would certainly listen to Catherine's advice. Moreover, if possible, Ember would prefer the victim to take revenge herself.

"By the way, Your Majesty, we'll be heading back soon," Black Knife suddenly said after a moment of silence.

"That's good. It's pointless for you to follow me. It's good to go back." However, Yu Jin clearly didn't feel sad at all. On the contrary, he was quite happy.

"By the way, can you let people in again after you go back?" Yu Jin asked after thinking for a moment.

After hearing what Ember said, Black Knife smiled. It seemed that the King wasn't so heartless after all.

"It should be fine. Lord Patch said this is just a test," Black Knife replied, recalling Patch's words before he left.

Then Ember became excited. He tapped the table and said to Black Knife, "That's great! Call Lance Sanks here!"

"Lance... Lance Sanders?" Black Knife asked incredulously. Why summon Lance Sanders instead of the Fire Keeper or Melina and the others?

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Yu Jin confirmed again.

"Alright, we will convey the King's decree." Black Knife didn't say anything more. Since the King wanted Lance Sanks to come, then they would just bring her over.

Ember was overjoyed after receiving a definite answer. "Dvalin, Dvalin, soon you won't be alone anymore."

Lance Sands, one of the ancient dragons, possesses eternal life and near-immortal dragon scales.

However, these were not what Ember valued most. The real reason Ember wanted her to come was that she was the high priestess of the Ancient Dragon faith.

The high priest is eloquent and persuasive; he can definitely fool Dvalin.

After all, neither Wendy nor he is a dragon. If a caring older sister were to suddenly appear beside him at this moment, wouldn't Dvalin immediately perk up?

Of course, whether Lance Sanders was considerate or not, only Vic probably knows.

Judging from Vic's troubled expression, things are probably going to get tough. Lance Sanx has been a third wheel between Vic and his Finger Witch for a long time, and Ember thinks it's time to break up their love triangle.

Lance Sanx kept thinking about what married men were called—Vic and his finger witch were already married.

Just as Ember was happy about solving the problem of the empty nest Dvalin, Wendy and the others finally arrived at the Gift of the Angels.

Then, in a very short time, the table on the embers was filled with drinks.

"So this is what you were after, isn't it?" Ember looked at Wendy, who was drinking heartily from a glass in each hand, and felt like he had solved the case.

"Hehe, it's rare to be able to drink so freely, don't worry about the details." Wendy smiled, knowing that a big drinker like Ember wasn't easy to find.

Since we've finally met, let's have a good, satisfying drink!

"Wow! This tastes so good, Ying, you should try it."

"Alright, Paimon, I'm almost full, why are you still drinking?"

"Hehe, the stomachs for drinking and eating are separate!"

While Wendy ordered a lot of fine wine for herself, she also ordered a considerable number of drinks for Ying and Paimon.

Mondstadt is famous for its fine wines, and its various beverages are also quite good!

"Here, the Sky Harp. I reckon I'll be busy soon." Ember handed the Sky Harp to Wendy.

"Huh? What's going on? Is the famous adventurer Ember leaving the 'Dvalin Rescue Team'?" Wendy looked at the Sky Harp, pretending to be surprised.

After listening to Wendy's words, Yu Jin felt that Wendy's naming skills were comparable to his own. He explained, "You have to be prepared for everything. You have a plan, and I have a plan too."

"Hehe, maybe spring is coming to Dvalin!" Ember chuckled at the end.

Chapter 126 The Embers' Troubles

2023-08-28

"That won't do! If it weren't for you, Dvalin would have eaten us whole!" Paimon said fearfully, circling around Ember.

With her own combat power at zero, it's already a miracle that the street singer didn't run away; and Luminosity's strength is no match for Dvalin right now.

She thought about it for a moment, and realized that the strongest member of this so-called "Dvalin Rescue Team" was Ember.

If Ember leaves, they might as well become the "Dvalin Food Delivery Team," and the food they deliver will be themselves.

"Haha, don't worry." Ember chuckled a few times upon hearing Paimon's frightened voice. Then he turned to look at a wooden pillar not far away and said:

"Diluc, you've been watching for so long, are you interested in coming over to help save Stormterror? This is such an adventurous opportunity, you might never find it again."

As soon as Ember finished speaking, a man wearing a dark brown coat and with short, fiery red hair walked out from behind the wooden pillar—it was Diluc, who had been eavesdropping for a long time.

Realizing he had been discovered, Diluc stopped trying to hide it and went straight to the table to sit down.

"Ha! So that floating harp was your doing? I thought it was another Fools' doing." Diluc shook his head; he should have known.

The Fools are not so frivolous.

"Wow, Lord Diluc!" Venti introduced Diluc when he saw him sitting opposite him and noticed the puzzled looks on Luminous and Paimon's faces.

"This man is quite famous in Mondstadt! He's also the owner of this tavern."

Ying and Paimon's eyes lit up immediately; this was the first wealthy person they had ever met!

"This must be the newly appointed honorary knight of the Knights of Favonius. She's so young." Diluc immediately recognized her by her blonde hair and the Paimon floating beside her.

"Hehe, you flatter me." Ying and Paimon scratched their heads, seemingly feeling embarrassed.

"What about what Ember just said about saving Stormterror? How come you took that old relic and it still has such great power?" Diluc asked the question he was concerned about after only chatting for a while.

Although the storm has subsided, this does not mean the dragon scourge is over. Diluc dares not let his guard down until he has ascertained Stormterror's intentions.

The Wind Demon Dragon was one of the Four Wind Guardians in the past, a being that could rival a demon god. It's never too much to be careful.

"How can a tavern be without poetry? Venti, sing for me!" Ember waved his hand, making Diluc's lips twitch.

"Alright, Mondstadt's best bard is about to begin!" Venti was clearly a bit drunk, and he stood up abruptly, picked up his worn-out Sky Harp, and started playing.

"The story I'm about to tell begins in ancient times... The Sky Dragon seeks answers... Heed the call..."

"He fought and battled the evil dragon... swallowed poisonous blood, and fell into a deep sleep... but years later, no one recognized him after his resurrection..."

Wendy's performance this time was slightly different from her previous ones, with a more soothing and relaxed melody, which had its own unique charm.

Unlike Ember, Paimon, and Luminous, who were just listening for fun, Diluc's expression began to turn serious as Venti chanted.

When Wendy finished her song, Diluc's expression returned to normal. He gave Wendy a deep look and said:

“That’s interesting. What help do you need? I’ll do my best to help.”

Wendy and Ying exchanged a glance; it seemed like it was a done deal!

"How about you protect me while I play?" Wendy chuckled, then said to Ying:

"Ying, take out the Dragon Tear you purified. Let's restore the power of the Sky Harp. In this state, we can't communicate with Dvalin."

Ying nodded upon hearing this, and then took out a crystal-clear teardrop.

Tears fell onto the star-iron strings of the Sky Harp. A flash of green light appeared on the strings, and then nothing more.

Wendy wasn't too surprised to see this, and he chuckled as he looked at Diluc.

"It seems I'll have to trouble Lord Diluc to help me find Dvalin's Tears."

Tears? Yu Jin suddenly remembered the scene of Dvalin rolling around in the Thousand Winds Temple and felt a little guilty.

If Wendy knew that she had made Dvalin cry, wouldn't she fight him to the death?

“I think you should go to the Temple of a Thousand Winds; there should be a lot of Dvalin’s tears there,” Ember suggested.

"Why?" asked curious Paimon.

"Children shouldn't meddle in adult matters." Yu Jin's words shoved Paimon's question back into the background.

"Ugh! I'm so angry! I'm going to..." Paimon was about to give Ember a nasty nickname, but then stopped himself.

She saw the colorful drinks on the table, and if she angered Yu Jin, she wouldn't be able to drink these delicious drinks for free anymore.

So, for the sake of the drink, Paimon decided to make a small concession to the embers.

"The Temple of a Thousand Winds?" Diluc pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, I'll keep an eye out for it."

He then added, "You're carrying the Sky Harp, and sooner or later someone will find out. I'll help you make connections and solve this problem."

"Wow! Lord Diluc's power is truly immense." Venti exclaimed in surprise upon hearing that Diluc could undo the effects of the stolen Sky Harp.

"Hmph, it's just an opportunity. Whether it works or not depends on whether you can win her over," Diluc explained to Wendy.

"Thank you very much, Lord Diluc!" Wendy nodded, then said to everyone, "Shall we meet up in two days?"