Genshin Impact, the spear remains.

The next morning, after breakfast, Bai Qiyun went to the West Wind Church with Ying and Paimon.

"The Timmy mentioned in that letter must be the kid who stood on the moat bridge all day long."

Although they hadn't exchanged many words, Bai Qiyun still had a fairly good impression of the child.

When he took Keli out of town before, he saw many children gathered together, but only that boy stood alone on the bridge with a flock of pigeons.

"Um."

As they walked up the steps leading to the church, Ying stood behind Bai Qiyun, with Paimon, who was still half asleep, flying beside them.

Ying was a little worried that her absent-minded look might cause her to fall down halfway down.

"Although we don't know what the relationship is between Sister Grace and Mr. Duraf, one thing is certain: Sister Grace is the one taking care of Timmy now."

"take care of?"

Bai Qiyun sensed a different meaning in Ying's words.

Sisters of the West Wind Church are not forbidden from marrying, so at first he thought Sister Grace was Timmy's mother.

But now that Ying has said this, it seems like something's not quite right.

Ying naturally heard her companion's question. She looked up at the distant sky, recalling what Mr. Dudu had told her when she followed him to retrieve Dudulian.

"Actually, Timmy's mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to him."

"Huh?!"

Ying tossed Paimon, who had suddenly pressed against her face and was shouting at her, aside, and then glared at him with annoyance.

"What are you surprised about? Weren't you there at the time?"

—Yes, weren't you there at the time?

Even Bai Qiyun looked at Paimon with some surprise.

This guy probably spaced out again.

Hehe~

Feeling that his true identity had been discovered by the two, Paimon tried to play dumb to get away with it.

She floated to the side, no longer speaking, her face full of a silly grin.

Seeing this, Ying could only roll her eyes at her and then steer the conversation back on track.

"Later, Timmy's father raised him alone. He was a good friend of Mr. Duraf and died in an accident during a hunt. So, out of kindness, Mr. Duraf never told Timmy the truth, only providing financial support and asking Sister Grace to take care of him."

In short, it's a story about a child who loses his father.

After listening to Ying's story, Bai Qiyun's expression became heavy for some reason.

His steps ahead of Ying were no longer decisive.

"These kinds of things happen all the time."

Even though he grew up in Liyue Harbor, he was not someone who didn't appreciate his good fortune.

Monsters lurking around the city, external enemies constantly coveting human territory, and criminals among humans are all taking people's lives at every turn.

Bai Qiyun understood this point particularly well after experiencing two encounters with the Abyss Order.

Therefore, to protect oneself, one must not only rely on a country's strong military, but also improve one's awareness of danger and develop certain coping abilities.

Otherwise, when that time comes, we'll just have to sit and wait to die.

"Speaking of which, there are indeed quite a few sacrifices made due to livelihood issues in Mondstadt. Could it be due to their customs and traditions?"

Before reaching Mondstadt, Bai Qiyun had passed through many villages where people often died or went missing while hunting, including many children.

If the loss of villagers was truly due to the threat of wild animals, then why not proactively clear out the area surrounding the village? This was something he simply couldn't understand.

"I don't know, but it's true that Hilichurls have been moving closer and closer to human settlements lately."

As she spoke, Ying remembered the Hilichurl camp that had been gathered around Springvale.

"Yes, we were really fortunate to have Ying's investigation back then, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to find them."

Paimon, who hadn't said a word for a while, probably felt neglected and suddenly chimed in.

But neither of them paid any attention to her, which was quite embarrassing.

As the group chatted, the Church of the West Wind drew ever closer to them.

Soon, the crowd beneath the statue of the wind god came into view.

Today's prayer was not led by Barbara, but by a nun dressed in a black tunic.

Judging from what the others said, this was Sister Grace, whom Bai Qiyun and his companions were looking for.

After waiting in the square for a while, the crowd under the wind god statue quietly dispersed.

Paimon, quick-witted and agile, immediately moved closer.

"Excuse me, are you Sister Grace?"

Grace was startled to find that the little guy in front of her could talk.

However, she was a seasoned nun who had seen it all, so she quickly calmed her somewhat excited emotions.

"I am Sister Grace. May I ask what business you have with me?"

While Paimon was busy striking up a conversation, Bai Qiyun and Ying had already arrived.

Before she could even state her purpose, Ying took out the letter that Mr. Durav had entrusted to bring and handed it over.

The letter was slightly charred, a sign of being scorched by flames. If the handwriting on it hadn't been genuinely Dulaf's, Grace probably would never have believed its authenticity.

Grace held the letter, reading its contents while pondering its contents.

"Mr. Drouot asked me to pass on a message to you."

Besides the piece of paper, Dulaf also had Ying deliver other messages.

"He wants to ask you if it's time to tell Timmy the truth."

Upon hearing this, Grace paused, her hand holding the letter still, her expression complex.

She turned to look at Ying, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Since Mr. Dulaf asked, I think it's best not to tell Timmy."

"Won't Timmy have any doubts? He doesn't seem that young to me."

In Bai Qiyun's view, children of that age generally have a certain degree of self-judgment. If they ask others, they can easily find loopholes in their own background.

Grace was well aware of this, but she still didn't want Timmy to accept the cruel truth so soon.

"Although that child often helps me look after Gloria and Nora, he is still a child after all, and I just want him to have a happy childhood."

With that, Grace put down the letter and looked out over the square.

She knew that at this time, Timmy was already outside the city looking after his pigeons.

"However, even so, I am only doing this on someone else's behalf. Since Mr. Dulaf has made up his mind and asked you to deliver the message, he must trust you quite a bit."

Shifting her somewhat worried gaze, Grace looked at the group of people in front of her with her watery eyes, a smile on her face, as if she were looking at a mother looking at her own child.

"Then I'll leave this choice to you."

"Eh? Sister Grace, but this!"

Grace shook her head at the surprised Ying.

"Don't worry, Dulaf knows my character well. Since he entrusted you to come, it means he had roughly anticipated this situation. Just think of this as... a plea from an indecisive mother."