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

Young man, yet composed enough.

Seeing that the previous pleasantries had failed to expose any weakness in the other party at the crucial moment, Puccinira slowly widened his eyes.

"After Dionysus left, who didn't covet the resources he possessed? Pantalone, haven't you been overstepping your bounds lately?"

"I don't know what the mayor means by this? If there is any disparity among us executive officers, the most capable should take the position. Why talk about who has the longer reach or shorter reach?"

The laughter squeezed out of their throats, as if it lowered the temperature of the snow-covered ground by another layer.

“But Pantalone, you... seem to know a great deal about that person’s resources. Before we could even make a move, you had already taken him away.”

The old man patted his hat on the shoulder, his face full of apologetic smile. He picked up his cane from the snow with one hand, dragged his short legs, and quickly walked around to the "rich man," opening his arms wide.

"Oh dear, I'm getting old. I've even forgotten such a simple principle. Even if I, an old man, have an exceptionally clear understanding of the winter season, how can I possibly compare to young people when it comes to practical matters?"

He leaned back slightly, observing Pantalone's expression.

"Humph."

Old fox, didn't you just realize that Dionysus and I might join forces?

With him around, we are thorough in everything we do and leave no loose ends.

Sigh, being alone is still a bit of an adjustment...

but.

His squinted eyes slowly opened a small slit, just enough to reveal his pupils. His eyelids covered the upper and lower parts of his eyes, making them appear unusually deep.

He leaned forward, and the two finally faced each other directly.

"You can't understand how much I hate him, and you have no way of knowing how much I know about him."

Pantalone straightened up and strolled away leisurely.

The atmosphere returned to calm.

But the man left behind a single sentence.

"Mr. Mayor, I hope you understand one thing."

"Oh? What is it?"

"No one knows Dionysus better than me...no one."

His tone was calm, without the slightest hint of arrogance, but it revealed a sense of determination.

As the rich man and his old servant walked further and further away, the rooster lowered the brim of his hat.

Hide...keep hiding, for your relationship with Dionysus will one day be exposed to others.

But that won't anger them, because in this respect, who can be your match?

Of course, you guys, no.

Dionysus has a very clear understanding of his own position and will not see me as an enemy.

His relationship with everyone was indescribable, both close and distant.

He maintains overall balance, yet he exacerbates every conflict, keeping himself out of the situation.

This is why no one dares to mess with him.

The so-called balance means that when one point is about to collapse, it can destroy the entire situation.

You, Pantalone, claim to understand him, yet you're wary of me and others, having already fallen into his trap.

You willingly accept this for the sake of his so-called balance.

But for this, I have to waste my precious time fighting with the rich.

This was solely to confirm whether he would take the opportunity to harm Zhidong.

You've really left me with a difficult problem.

The Fool.

If Pantalone chooses to follow you, you will immediately reclaim everything upon returning to Winter.

If he betrays...

Between you and me, we can talk about anything.

But little did I know, for me...

He turned and walked toward the street lit up by the twinkling lights, and got into his bicycle.

I am only wary of whether someone, after seizing what does not belong to them, will fantasize about reaching that unattainable peak.

As long as you can still demonstrate your value.

As long as you have no hostility toward Winter, let the balance remain forever.

As long as... this country continues to develop and ultimately serves the Queen, I will dedicate everything to it.

Will suffice.

Chapter 55 Holding a Small Meeting

Foolish Assembly Hall

A layer of frost gradually spread across the clean hall floor.

"I never imagined that little Inazuma would send four people with him. If Dionysus still can't get the Heart of Thor, I'll definitely make fun of him when he gets back."

The doctor covered the upper half of his face with a mask resembling a bird's beak, gently shaking the container in his hand as he admired his latest achievement.

"Heh, he didn't even get the Heart of God from Liyue, and ended up running off to Inazuma in a sorry state. I hope he doesn't die there."

The rich man sat to the side, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

"Heh, so you know his current whereabouts? I'm afraid that while you were discussing and laughing, he had already laid out his plan in Inazuma."

The rooster gripped his cane tightly with both hands, closed his eyes as if dozing, and looked somewhat disdainful.

The actions of that person and the rich man caused the conference to skip the most important stage of dividing the spoils.

"Um..."

The clown is holding the envelope Pantalone gave him and is reading its contents.

My beloved Mr. Piero.

See the word as the face.

I am Dionysus.

My mission in Liyue went exceptionally smoothly.

It's more accurate to say that things went a little too smoothly.

I thought it would be a long entanglement with Morax, but it turned out to be almost effortless.

The contract with the Heart of God is basically settled between us, so there's no need to send anyone else to do the work for nothing.

Coming here doesn't really make much sense.

Of course, if someone wants to see how the Rock God reacts, I'd be happy to watch the show.

Haha, although I guess I had already embarked on my journey to Inazuma by then?

Sorry, I've gone a bit off-topic.

As for sending you, young master, to Inazuma, you intended to use me along the way from the very beginning, didn't you?

However, my good companions who stayed with me until winter told me that Scaramucci had left the position where he was supposed to be doing his job.

But this basically means he has confirmed your attitude, right?

You really know how to cause me trouble by sending such an unstable element to his hometown.

If the Heart of God falls into his hands... don't blame me then.

Even if I put in 100% effort, how could I possibly be a match for the sixth seat?

Of course, with your and the Queen's foresight, it is beyond my comprehension.

After all, I was just the last one responsible for running errands.

So, I look forward to the day we meet again.

The Fool: Dionysus.

"..."

He immediately tries to claim credit and reward, then uses the opportunity to secure his own future. Truly...

Are you trying to say that not getting the Heart of God isn't your problem, but mine?

When I sent the young master to find you, you probably already realized my purpose, right?

Later, seeing that I hadn't sent anyone to Liyue again, they became completely convinced and even went so far as to indirectly criticize me in their letters.

His face showed neither joy nor sorrow, and his Canriyan star-shaped pupils remained completely still.

Although it wasn't my intention, given Inazuma's current state, you're the only one who can obtain her Divine Heart.

The conversation below is still ongoing.

"Although his methods are not exactly honorable, he is trustworthy when it comes to completing tasks. As for Scaramucci... what is he doing getting involved in Inazuma?"

The captain's face, obscured by the mask, gave him an air of mystery and unfathomable depth.

"Hehe, I also asked him to deliver a message to Qin...Dionysus. It wasn't until he left in a hurry that I realized that perhaps his identity as the one going to Inazuma did not completely represent the Fools."

The puppet sits on the robot's palm, its petite and delicate figure and elegant voice are endearing.

"Hmph, you're so eager to see Dionysus make a fool of himself, but when have you ever actually succeeded?"

The servant's lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

"Whether from the perspective of colleagues or from our personal relationship, I hope he can return safely. Although the children don't say it, I know they miss him very much. If something were to happen to him, the children would cry."

"Heh, what a hypocrite."

Sandonne's mocking voice rang out.