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[Leosley: Not everyone is so unlucky. Clarind, as the dueling agent, is now in the opera house.]

Navia: ...My feelings are a bit complicated.

[Ausel: I see. So, Lord Luo Feng is in Fontainebleau.]

[Datalia: It seems we won't be able to find Lord Luo Feng for the time being.]

[Servant: It seems I have a chance to meet Lord Luo Feng. I wonder if he would mind if I paid him a visit.]

[Yae no Miko: Sigh, my benefactor actually stopped in Fontaine. Does this mean my trip to Pinocchio will really be arranged to be in Fontaine?]

[Arataki Kazuto: No...no way?! Damn it, I want to go to Pinocchio too.]

Charlotte: What?! Is this Fontainebleau's chance finally here? Please, Lady Luck, let me get a ticket to the Star Train!

………………

"Oh, isn't this Miss Clorinde?"

Luo Feng caught a glimpse of a beautiful figure out of the corner of his eye, and waved to her with a smile.

Claude, who originally intended to go to the backstage area of ​​the stage by following the aisle, greeted Luo Feng and, after a slight hesitation, walked over.

Claudia: "Hello, Lord Luo Feng."

"Hello, no need to be so serious, please sit down." Luo Feng smiled and patted the empty seat next to him.

"Even though you are the duel agent, the trial hasn't started yet, so you can still rest, right?"

Upon hearing this, Claurind glanced at Navelette, who was sitting on the other side of Luo Feng.

After seeing that Navelette nodded, Clarinde finally sat down amidst the envious gazes of the Fontaines.

"Ms. Clorinde was able to sit next to Luo Feng. Didn't he say he didn't like being disturbed at this time?"

"Perhaps it's because Lady Fryna's opera hasn't started yet?"

"In that case, could we go and ask Mr. Luo Feng for an autograph before the performance starts?"

"You're too late; someone has already gone."

“Someone actually went there. I think that person was Marcel, the president of the Cabrière Chamber of Commerce.”

Upon seeing Marcellus, he even considered taking a step forward.

The Fontaine people, who were initially hesitant to sit too close to Luo Feng, became eager to try again.

At this moment, Marcel had already walked to Luo Feng's side.

"Good afternoon, Miss Clorinde, Lady Navelette."

"Hello, Your Excellency Luo."

Marcel gracefully bowed to Luo Feng, her eyes revealing a hint of fanaticism as she looked at him.

If it were this man, he would surely be able to bring back Verner, who had been dissolved by the primordial seawater.

At this moment, Marcellus could no longer suppress his fantasies of Luo Feng using his abundant powers to revive his girlfriend.

"Oh, it's Mr. Marcellor. Is there something you need..."

Navelette looked up, about to ask Marcellus.

However, before he could finish speaking, a very cold voice interrupted him.

"roll!"

Navelette: "?!"

Claurind: "?!"

Marcellus: "?!"

The three looked at Luo Feng, the speaker, with a mixture of confusion and surprise.

"Um... Lord Luo Feng, what did you say before..."

Marcel wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and tentatively asked.

"Get out! Don't make me say it a third time."

Luo Feng ignored everyone else's words once again, without even glancing at Marcel.

He feared that if he just glanced at Marcel, he wouldn't be able to resist killing him outright.

A mastermind behind a decade-long case of missing girls in Fontaine, who experimented on other young women in an attempt to revive his girlfriend.

Luo Feng really didn't want to see people who hurt others under the guise of love.

If it weren't for the fact that a travel agency owner shouldn't do something so casually, and that Navia wanted to personally take revenge on Marcellus, Marcellus would probably be dead here by now.

Marcellus had only a few beads of cold sweat on his forehead at first.

But now, Marcel's entire body is sweating.

It would be no exaggeration to describe Marcel at this moment as being drenched in sweat.

The invisible pressure made Marcel instinctively turn around and run towards the opera house entrance without looking back.

The Fontaines stared blankly at everything, still unable to come to their senses even after Marcel ran out of the theater.

[Araki Kazuto: He...he ran away?!]

[Thoma: He definitely has to run, right? Lord Luo Feng told him to "get lost."]

[Wendy: To my recollection, it's rare to see Lord Luo Feng make such an expression or say such things.]

[Paimon: Yeah, Luo Feng is powerful, but he's actually quite easy to talk to.]

[Navia: Why did things turn out this way? Lord Luo Feng actually told Uncle Marcel to get out.]

[Diluc: Lord Luo Feng isn't always so good-tempered. He's quite ruthless when dealing with Mondstadt's "giant babies." Of course, those Mondstadt "giant babies" brought it on themselves.]

[Qin: ...]

[Woman: So, Marcellus is also a giant baby like the Mondstadt people?]

[Barbara: No... not every Mondstadt resident is a giant baby.]

[Lady: Hmph, to me it's all the same, just a little less or a little more.]

Barbara: ...

[Navia: No, Uncle Marcellor is a kind and helpful person, not some giant baby.]

[D'Artagnan: That's strange. If he's not a spoiled brat, why did Lord Luo Feng tell him to "get lost"? Was it because he disturbed Lord Luo Feng's opera performance?]

[Barbara: Lord Koro Peak even offered Clarinde a seat next to him, didn't he?]

[Ying: You don't understand, Barbara.]

[Barbara: Traveler, what do you know?]

[Ying: Hmph, take a good look at what Clarinde is wearing on her legs, and then imagine what Luo Feng once did.]

[Barbara: Black stockings on your legs?!]

[Dishia: So...so that's how it is?]

[Chiori: I remember that Lord Luo Feng and the traveler even took off Pella's stockings.]

Furthermore, to this day we still do not know whether it was a traveler or Lord Luo Feng who collected Pera's stockings.

After leaving the message, Chiori hurried towards the opera house outside Fontainebleau, glancing at the stockings on her legs.

While secretly pleased that Luo Feng still appreciated black stockings, she wondered if she should design more clothing items related to black stockings in the future.

After all, it's foreseeable that, due to Luo Feng's preferences, more people will be willing to try black stockings.

"It's not just black stockings."

"Although Lord Luo Feng mentioned black stockings more often."

"But judging from his past behavior, his preference for white stockings is no less than that for white stockings."

"Therefore, we should design more clothing items centered around white silk."

Chiori murmured to herself, her gaze fixed intently on the direction of Fontaine City.

As the Eye of God on her body flashed with brilliant light, Chiori's figure transformed into a phantom and rushed out a distance of more than ten meters.

However, Chiori was not satisfied with this speed, which seemed extremely fast to ordinary people.

"At this rate, will we really make it to the opera house in time?"

"Fine, I'll just do my best."

In order to learn about clothing designs outside the Teyvat world from Luo Feng, Chiori has no intention of giving up, no matter how far the journey is.

[Alice: Indeed, we still don't know whether Pella's black stockings ended up in the hands of the Traveler or Lord Luo Feng.]

[Ying: Honestly, I already told you I don't collect Pera's stockings. Although I really want to.]

[Your Highness: ...]

Navia: Is...is that really the reason? Because Clorind was wearing black stockings?

So that's why he doesn't mind Clarind disturbing her? And Uncle Marcellus doesn't have that advantage?