Genshin Impact: The Sage's Disciple Doesn't Want Fame

"Get out of here now?!"

Rosalyn's alluring cleavage rose and fell, her face ashen. The word "old woman" kept echoing in her mind. At this moment, she was trying her best to maintain the tension of her "reason" and prevent it from collapsing completely.

Let's burn that guy alive sometime; he's just too much of an eyesore. I should have known better than to let him come and help...

Fine, as much as I hate it, this kind of thing has to be left to Ji Ming. The members of the Fatui are almost all well-trained, and outsiders can easily see the military aura on them. Only a street thug like him can successfully infiltrate Mondstadt.

A street thug might be better able to integrate into a country that values ​​freedom, because Ji Ming is simply too lawless and too free.

Chapter 36 I've long been a spiritual Mondstadt person.

After being kicked out of the Goethe Hotel, Ji Ming left through an underground passage prepared in advance by the Fools, which led to the border of Fruit Wine Lake outside the city, where there were many hidden Fools camps.

After leaving the Fools' camp and taking a long detour back to Mondstadt, Ji Ming almost thought he had become a spy, but fortunately no one discovered his whereabouts.

That makes sense. Mondstadt is currently plagued by dragon scourge, and apart from the necessary guard knights and patrol knights, you rarely see pedestrians outside the city, unless they are merchants or caravans transporting supplies.

The situation inside the city was slightly better, at least maintaining basic order, and there were many small vendors selling goods on the streets, but this could not mask the lifelessness within Mondstadt.

Perhaps because few foreigners come to Mondstadt during this period, his appearance quickly attracted the attention of the Mondstadt knights, and a patrol of knights stopped Ji Ming, who was looking around.

"May the wind god protect you, guest from afar. Are you forced to seek refuge in Mondstadt because of the dragon scourge?"

"No, no, no, I came to Mondstadt specifically for sightseeing."

The patrol knights exchanged glances, and the captain, who was in charge, kindly reminded them, "Due to the dragon calamity, it's best if you don't walk on the streets during this time. We can't guarantee that the demonic dragon won't suddenly appear."

"It's alright, I will live and die with Mondstadt."

Ji Ming spoke passionately, words that would surely have been met with disdain in Liyue Harbor, but to everyone's surprise, the knights took it seriously and were moved to tears.

One of the plate-armored knights gave a knightly salute and said excitedly, "Guest, you must be from Liyue, right? As a Liyue native, it is truly admirable that you would hold such a noble sentiment. If I were not on duty, I would definitely invite you to the tavern for a good drink."

"You flatter me. I've long been a Mondstadt citizen. What are Morax? Barbatos rules the world!"

The plate-armored knight saluted: "Barbatos will rule the world!"

The captain slammed his helmet down, then turned to look at Ji Ming again, his eyes filled with a mixture of approval and surprise. His tone was enigmatic: "Hmm... Respected guest, I am glad that you have faith in the Wind God, but I suggest that you do not casually comment on a deity, especially the deity of your birthplace."

After saying some more things like "be careful," the patrol of knights slowly left, their destination being outside Mondstadt.

Ji Ming had a new plan. The plate-armored knight's words reminded him that since he had nothing else to do, he might as well go to the taverns in Mondstadt and then go back and report to the Fatui to pay for it.

The tavern was full of drunkards, and going there for a drink might yield some useful information, so the Fools had no reason to refuse.

Turning to the street vendors, Ji Ming asked loudly, "Boss, where's the best tavern in Mondstadt?"

"A gift from the angels. You'll regret it if you come to Mondstadt and don't have a drink there."

Now he had no choice but to go. He had heard that the customs of Mondstadt and Liyue people were completely different. Liyue people preferred to drink yellow wine, while Mondstadt people preferred to drink various dandelion wines or fruit wines. Ji Ming could go and try them out.

Angel's Gift is located in the northeast corner of Mondstadt. The tavern has only a few simple tables and chairs outside and doesn't look very big, but the inside is a completely different world.

The tavern has a two-story design. Upon entering, you will see a reception counter, where a bartender is wiping glasses behind the counter, while several obviously drunk men are sitting in front of the counter chatting.

There was a storyteller at the corner on the first floor. In Mondstadt, he should be called a bard. Perhaps because of preconceived notions, Ji Ming felt that this bard was not as good as Tian Tiezui.

And indeed, the young bard recounted the legend in fits and starts, with very few onlookers around.

Near the bard, a woman caught Ji Ming's attention. She had a delicate and aloof face, and it was immediately apparent that she was a rare beauty.

However, Ji Ming didn't notice her because of her beauty, but because she had short, dark blue hair that was not much different from Senior Sister Gan Yu's, making it hard not to notice her.

It took a month to travel from Liyue Harbor to Mondstadt. Ji Ming hadn't seen Gan Yu for a whole month, and he missed his senior sister's gentle smile and soft little hands terribly.

"Friend, you seem to be staring in disbelief?"

A drunkard heard the door open, turned to look at Ji Ming who was in a daze, and sneered: "Friend, you must be from Liyue, right? Let me tell you, that man is a descendant of the Lawrence family."

Ji Ming was somewhat interested and walked over to the bartender, saying, "A glass of dandelion wine, please."

When the drunkard saw Ji Ming approaching, he propped himself up and began to ramble on: "The Lawrence family has a terrible reputation in Mondstadt; they're practically rats in the street."

Where is that lady?

"Her name is Yola. Due to her family's reputation, she is not very popular in Mondstadt. However, out of respect for her service to the Knights and for Miss Amber, the people of Mondstadt still give her some face."

The bartender answered, handing Ji Ming the dandelion liqueur and introducing himself: "My name is Charles, and I'm the bartender at this tavern. I've never seen you before; are you a visitor from Liyue?"

"Yes, from Liyue Harbor."

"Your timing is really unfortunate. Mondstadt is currently suffering from the Dragon Plague, and the income from angelic gifts has decreased significantly recently. This also proves that the people of Mondstadt are in a state of panic. You should wait until the Dragon Plague subsides before coming."

Ji Ming shrugged: "I saw it on my way to Mondstadt. The dragon was huge and scary."

Charles clearly didn't believe it: "No ordinary person has ever escaped from under the nose of a dragon, and you, sir, don't have the eyes of God..."

"He jumped into the lake and pretended to be dead, holding his breath for nearly twenty minutes."

"Sir, are you even human?"

Sorry, my sworn brother's special training is excellent, and everyone who has tried it says it's great.

Charles was merely surprised, but didn't ask any further questions. Instead, he steered the conversation back on track: "So, why didn't you choose a better time to come to Mondstadt? Why did you have to come at the most dangerous time?"

"Because I am a spiritual Mondman."

Upon hearing this, an eerie silence fell over the entire first floor of the tavern. Even the bard at the corner stopped playing and looked at Ji Ming with a strange gaze.

Ji Ming chuckled, raised his glass, took a sip, and said cheerfully, "Mondstadt has a wonderfully mad, half-dead feeling. I quite like it here."

High emotional intelligence: the wonderful madness of being half-dead.

Low emotional intelligence: lying down and doing nothing, just waiting to die.

Indeed, even with the Dragon Plague in Mondstadt reaching this point, there are still so many drunkards in the taverns, living in a drunken stupor. It's hard to imagine the mentality of the Mondstadt people.

For Ji Ming, perhaps Mondstadt is a better place for someone like him to live; it's very free there.

“Sir, you have a very interesting point to make. Perhaps my boss would like to have a chat with you.”

Is your boss pretty?

"My boss is a handsome man."

Ji Ming looked disgusted, picked up his wine glass and walked to the table in the corner: "Excuse me, but I'd rather chat with a refined woman than a handsome man."

Is she a noble lady isolated because of her family's reputation? Why not try to get in touch with her? However, Ji Ming didn't choose to approach Yura because of her appearance, but because of her identity and experiences.

The neglected noble lady must yearn for the companionship of a confidant, right? If we could get in on that and obtain Mondstadt's high-level secrets through the Lawrence family, it shouldn't be too difficult.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; despite the Lawrence family's notorious reputation, they still possess some intelligence about Mondstadt.

"Good afternoon, beautiful lady. Would you like to have a drink with me?"

“I’ll remember that frivolous flirting.”

Chapter 37 A Man as Free as the Wind

"Good afternoon, beautiful lady. Would you like to have a drink with me?"

Slightly tipsy, Yura gently opened her eyes. Across the table stood a black-haired, black-eyed boy with the typical features of a Liyue native. Amber's grandfather was also from Liyue, so she was very familiar with the characteristics of Liyue people.

What a rude man! He's disturbing our peace and quiet. We should definitely go upstairs.

Yura quickly lost interest in the man in front of her, closed her eyes and warned, "Your frivolous advances will be remembered."

"I think I'm quite polite, not frivolous at all."

Ji Ming sat down opposite Yura. There were few people in the corner, and because of the noble lady's reputation, no one usually wanted to be in the same corner with her, so talking at a normal volume wouldn't be heard by others.

Yura crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and opened her eyes again to look directly at Ji Ming: "I heard everything you just said. You claim to be a spiritual Mondstadt person?"

"That's right, I've always been a champion of freedom."

“The Mondstadt people hate Lawrence, and you, a spiritual Mondstadt person, should hate me.”

Ji Ming shrugged, looking indifferent: "There are always people in Mondstadt who don't dislike you. What logical connection is there between someone who calls themselves Mondstadt and someone who dislikes you?"

At first glance, it seems that most Mondstadt residents do indeed dislike the Lawrence family. Although it is unclear what the Lawrence family did, they also dislike Yola, a descendant of the family. It seems that Mondstadt residents place more importance on stereotypes.

"You don't even know the history of Mondstadt, yet you dare to call yourself a spiritual Mondstadt person. I suspect you have some kind of secret."

Yura began to scrutinize the man across the table. He looked very young, at least a year or two younger than her. His waist was bulging as if he were hiding a weapon, but Mondstadt didn't care about weapons.

As a Wave Knight of the Knights of Favonius, Yura is very sensitive to martial artists around her, but the man in front of her only had a weapon hidden, without any signs of practicing martial arts. Perhaps he is an adventurer from Liyue.

Are you starting to get interested? Ji Ming smiled slightly and introduced himself: "My name is Ji Ming, I come from Liyue, I am currently eighteen years old, and the doctors all say that I am in very good health."

Why introduce yourself when you can introduce yourself? Why mention your physical condition? Does he think he's on a blind date? What a strange man.

With an air of nobility, Yura raised her hand to cover the bow tie in front of her chest, her tone cool: "Yura Lawrence, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"What about your age?"

"Didn't your parents teach you not to ask a woman's age so casually?"

"My parents passed away when I was eight years old, so they really didn't teach me anything."

Yura: "...Sorry!"

They like to ask random questions, making you feel so guilty at night that you can't sleep.

Ji Ming chuckled: "You've hit a nerve. As compensation, how about we have a few drinks together? It's on me, Miss Yura can drink as much as she wants."