Genshin Impact: I, the Winter's Executor, am forced to work.

Most people wouldn't turn away so casually, ignoring the other person completely, as if they fully understood the other person's state of mind at the time.

After all, even if someone had mind-reading abilities, who would dare to abandon Tianquan Ningguang on the street and go straight home?

"You're acting like a naive girl who's been fooled by a jerk."

Ningguang frowned, feeling somewhat dissatisfied: "He's not that bad, but thankfully he's not hostile towards Liyue."

Ye Lan leaned back in her chair, her tone irritated: "That's right, she's off traveling with new friends now, it's really hard to understand her."

"You don't need to worry about that. I always feel like he's just going out to have fun."

Why?

"It's probably an intuition developed from being a Tianquan (a high-ranking official) for so long."

Besides, what could they possibly do with the head of the Rebirth Hall and the leader of the Yunhan Society?

It's not like I brought that guest minister named Zhongli with me.

Ye Lan nodded. Since Ning Guang said so, then there was no problem.

According to Yuhengxing, this person also possesses the ability to instantly kill relic machines.

She still doesn't understand why someone like that would be ranked last among the executives.

I almost doubted my own abilities because of this.

Until she met the boy in the red scarf who had been coming and going from Qin Ye's house some time ago.

Oh! So this is what a normal executive is like.

Then I'm relieved.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"Achoo..."

The Fools' ships broke through the thunderstorm, and before the young master lay a somewhat desolate island port.

Is someone talking bad about me?

I dare to train in the snow wearing only a single layer of clothing even in the dead of winter, so why would I catch a cold in Inazuma?

"ha..."

He chuckled self-deprecatingly.

How could that be? Such a minor problem should be almost unheard of for me.

"Young master, the ship is about to dock near the port. Please give us your instructions for the next mission."

"Cough cough."

D'Artagnan cleared his throat and crossed his arms firmly over his chest.

"Well, one group will go and make contact with the Fools who were originally stationed there, while the other group will go and find a man named Thomas, whose appearance will be compared to the portrait I brought."

"Yes!"

The foolish soldiers were filled with curiosity: "Sir, who is this man named Thomas?"

The young master paused for a moment...

Qin Ye told me he was a local tyrant, a domestic official in charge of the society.

Would saying that affect what was supposed to be... something else?

High-class, yes, high-class.

He lowered his voice.

"I have my own plans."

"Wow...is this the young master? Don't you think he's so handsome?"

Voices of discussion could be heard from among his subordinates.

"I'm a fickle woman, but I'm a true fool's chef."

"I prefer Captain's heroic figure on the battlefield."

"I am the young lady's dog!"

"...Then I will be the servant of the servant lord."

The young master ignored the conversation behind him, tried to get into the zone, and secretly took out his notebook from his pocket to start reviewing.

"Remember, if you don't want to be fooled, talk less and do more. That way, they'll keep an eye on you and try to guess what you're thinking. On the contrary, if you talk too much, given your personality, you'll expose everything in just a few words."

"Inazuma is no longer a kind place."

Talk less...do more...

As he turned the pages of the notebook, D'Artagnan, his head throbbing, finally reached the very end.

Several large characters filled the entire sheet of paper; it was Qin Ye's final warning to him as he left.

"Watch out for Scaramucci."

Chapter 29 Duck in Inazuma

"Nice, a gentle breeze..."

The man's words suddenly stopped on his lips.

What are those profound and mysterious words that my partner usually uses?

"..."

If I've forgotten, then I'll leave it at that.

D'Artagnan looked at the small boats on both sides of the harbor and exclaimed, "Not bad, quite impressive."

He used up all the words he had in his life in those two sentences, and then fell silent again, standing quietly by the harbor.

In reality, this place is far inferior to Liyue Harbor, much like the difference between his hometown, Seashade Town, and Winterhold Castle.

He first looked to his left, where towering peaks were shrouded in a peculiar aura, exuding mystery.

Far to the right, the island enveloped in lightning exuded a strong sense of danger, yet it filled him with excitement.

While crossing the Inazuma Outer Sea, countless thunderstorms stimulated his nerves. Although he had been chased and attacked by the Vulcan not long ago, he now had a desire to see the Raijin again.

No wonder my partner only gave me advice and didn't strongly stop me from coming here.

He must know how perfect Inazuma is for me; it's filled with a dangerous allure that's intoxicating.

'Don't go looking for a lowly housekeeper yourself. As the executor of the Fools, you must make him come to you; just send his men.'

Tadalia pondered Qin Ye's advice, took his fishing rod from the boat, and sat down on the shore to the astonishment of the magistrate.

If you have to wait, just do what you want to do.

Although it wasn't ice fishing, it was still a rare opportunity to hone my skills and gain some meditation experience.

On a wooden crate by the harbor, a man with a golden ponytail and wearing black and red armor was tossing a Mora in his hand, looking somewhat bored.

The patriarch said that the Fools are probably planning something big soon, but I've been waiting here for a week and haven't seen anyone.

He quickly banished the disrespectful thoughts from his mind.

No, no!

How could that lord possibly make a mistake? This sounds even more outrageous than the general stealing my most beloved duster.

Let's wait and see. If no one comes, then I must be waiting in the wrong place. I'll try a different spot then.

"May I ask if you are Lord Thomas?"

The man dressed as a soldier of the Fools looked at the portrait and nodded to himself.

coming!

Thomas immediately put on a bright, sunny smile.

"Oh dear, we can't accept the title of adults. We're just destined to be busy working for others."

"If it's for the sake of the Executive Officers, this little bit of trouble is nothing compared to the respect I have for them."

Thomas frowned.

Is he a loyal subordinate...?

He changed his tune instantly.

“Oh! You know a lot. I also uphold loyalty to the patriarch. It seems we’ll have a lot in common.”

As a half-breed of Mondstadt Inazuma, he seems to have been born with the "freedom" ideal of the wind god Barbatos.

He was born with a good temper, and could easily find an opportunity to join the conversation with anyone, whether they were high-ranking officials or street vendors, and would have a pleasant chat with them.

This guy's got some skill...

The foolish soldiers narrowed their eyes.

"I'm just here to deliver a message. I hope you can come with me to see our Chief Executive Officer as soon as possible."

"Alright, alright, please lead the way."

Without pausing to search, the two quickly returned to the young master's place.

"When you see the master, please be sure to maintain the most basic respect."

"Don't worry, I definitely understand that."

He smiled sheepishly: "But is your father the one fishing over there?"

"Forehead..."

The soldiers of the Fools turned their gaze to the shore, their lips twitching: "Ahem, as expected of the lord, calm and composed in the face of both honor and disgrace. I will go and report to him first."

He fled the scene in a few strides and walked to Dalalia's side: "Young master, I've brought the person to you. What do you think?"

"Good job, that's great."

Just as D'Artagnan was about to get up, she remembered Qin Ye's instructions and immediately changed her mind, her face expressionless.