My obsession with role-playing seems to have distorted the world's aesthetic.

Diluc had been considering whether to send someone back to Liyue to give the Heart of God to Venti first. Diluc, who was with the Knights of Favonius, finally learned that Jean was also unsure whether to just watch silently.

It would be unacceptable for Mondstadt to be involved in the Fatui's internal strife. The most urgent task is to extricate Mondstadt from the political vortex of the Fatui's internal strife.

Ultimately, Jean decided to talk to the Fatui and clarify Mondstadt's political stance during their internal strife. Neither the Prince nor the Doctor should be involved in Mondstadt's internal conflict at present.

A few days later, in the reception room of the Goethe Hotel, the young master and lady waited for a moment before Qin and several others entered the reception room.

"So, Commander Qin, what is the purpose of your visit to our Fools?"

Facing the seated Qin, the lady broke the awkward atmosphere by speaking.

At this moment, in the reception room, Jean, Amber, Luminous, Diluc, Kaeya, and the young master and lady from the Fatui were seated on chairs on either side of the reception table.

"One of the purposes of my visit is to find out from the Fools why the things created by the Wind God ended up in the hands of the Executor."

Jean glanced at Diluc and then spoke up. She said that when she asked him before, Diluc pretended to be stupid, so she didn't know why he was in the hands of the Fatui.

Diluc only said that he was not the Wind God, but did not deny the existence of that thing. So, does Diluc mean that the Wind God is not needed now?

Meanwhile, Diluc perked up upon hearing this.

The creation of the wind god?

Good heavens, I never expected the Fools to have something like this.

Barbatos was unfathomable, and the effects of the things he created were unclear.

"If I said that my young master's body is in Winterfall but his heart is in Mondstadt, would you believe me, Jean?"

Seeing Qin Gongzi's reply, Abedo was also troubled by the true identity of the thing Abedo had given him.

As for the divine creation of Mondstadt, the situation of Abedo in his heart has probably been exposed to the eyes of Diluc, the god of wind. After all, crossing time should not be difficult for a god to imagine.

"Alright, it seems you don't believe me either. In that case, let's lay it all out. My memory was actually given to me by Abedo from Mondstadt."

Looking at everyone in front of him, the young master said helplessly. Upon hearing this, Qin seemed to remember something and nodded: "I see, it's the ultimate life form, Abedo."

Eh?

At this moment, Kaiya, who had been pulled over by Qin to negotiate with the young master, looked bewildered. Abedo? What does this have to do with Abedo? Isn't Abedo on the snow mountain right now?

Why did Qin look so matter-of-fact when she heard that Abedo was being handed over to the young master?

As Kaiya's eyes were filled with confusion and doubt, Jean's voice continued: "Since it concerns the future, let's talk about this later."

Having already guessed that the thing the young master possessed might be a memory from the future rather than the present, Jean had no intention of continuing the entanglement, as Diluc was right beside her.

It seems that Diluc doesn't really care that his creation is controlled by the young master.

He glanced at Diluc and thought to himself, and just as he was about to bring up the next matter, everyone present turned their attention to the wooden door of the reception room.

At this moment, yellow flames ignited on the wooden door, and soon the wooden door was burned to ashes, and a figure appeared in front of them.

"Scarecrow, what do you want to do?"

Upon seeing the familiar figure suddenly appear, the woman's voice was somewhat unfriendly.

"Of course... it's about getting rid of that executive who knows too much."

On the scarecrow's shoulder, a speaker emitted a mechanical sound.

"Yes, Doctor, let me now test the power you lent me."

The scarecrow then spoke, revealing the owner of the voice coming from the speaker on its shoulder. After saying this, the young master drew his sword, ready for battle.

The doctor's true intentions are obvious to everyone; this man who treats his subordinates as pawns has long been a formidable rival in the eyes of the young master.

"Young master, you have great potential. Today, you and the lady have a chance to survive. You should choose to be like me..."

Before the doctor could finish speaking, the scarecrow said in a hoarse voice, "No, none of you will escape today. You will all become vessels for my new power."

Hearing the Scarecrow's statement, the Doctor's tone was tinged with annoyance: "Scarecrow, do you dare to defy me, who possesses the power to copy strategy guides?!"

"Doctor, you're no longer of any use to me, because I've found someone more worthy of my loyalty. You don't actually think that those little control methods can restrain me, do you?"

"You mere humans dare to presume to use my power? You've never understood the fundamentals of your technology. Those scarecrows you created have all become part of my power as my true self."

As the words fell, the scarecrow emitted a distorted, eerie, dim yellow light, and in response, the young master, holding his trump card memory, said, "Transform."

As the calm voice fell, the Demon King's armor reappeared, and the Joker's sound effect echoed in the conference room.

"Joker, you did a good job, you did a good job! Hehehehe, this is my plan! To seize the Joker's power, I will become the new Joker!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the armor on the handsome young master's body vanished in less than two seconds after he had just transformed, and a new illusion formed on the scarecrow was completed by the power he had gathered.

"joker!"

A sound effect even more terrifying than the young master's rang out, and the memory in the young master's hand rushed towards the scarecrow.

"color......"

Looking at the color of the memory chip, the young master's expression was a little off; the color had changed again, and now it was almost blood red.

Chapter 640: Blazing Fire Draws the Sword!

The color of that memory has changed subtly three times since it was first acquired.

When Abedo handed it to him, its color changed from light purple to dark purple. The second time was not long ago, after he defeated the scarecrow, when a hint of blackness flashed across the dark purple.

This is the third time, and the new blood-red color has covered the previous colors. His instincts make the young master feel that something is wrong with these color changes.

“Excellent, JOKER’s power is truly impressive, young master. Now, I will use your power to destroy you.”

The scarecrow spoke with a hint of excitement, and upon hearing his words, the young master tried to get up to resist, but unfortunately, he was unable to stand up at all.

Just a moment ago, his power seemed to be suppressed by something, making it impossible for him to use it. On the other side, the scarecrow that had suppressed the young master with the power of combination stretched out its right hand and chains appeared.

The scarecrow was now wearing armor with slightly different colors compared to the original Demon King's armor, and the chain in its hand ended with a rusty iron hook.

Watching the Scarecrow Prince struggling with all his might not far away, it was clear that all his efforts were doomed to be in vain.

Looking at the Scarecrow Prince, who seemed to have taken away his power, all he could do was shout, "Abeldo, save me!" There was nothing he could do in this situation.

The scarecrow, dragging its iron hook, rushed towards the young master's position, ready to attack. Just then, Diluc wielded his greatsword to meet the attack.

The few people present could be considered temporarily united, at least this scarecrow clearly had no intention of letting anyone off the hook.

"Diluc, the Night Elf hero of Mondstadt, was originally planning to let you die a little longer, but since you insist on courting death, then I'll send you on your way early."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Scarecrow swung out the chain hook. Facing the Scarecrow's attack, Diluc's eyes were fixed on the incoming chain hook.

The sound of the greatsword clashing with the chain hook rang out, and Diluc, gripping the chain hook's chain with one hand, rushed towards the scarecrow.

The scarecrow merely sneered at the scene, clearly indicating that the loss of his weapon was unimportant to him.

"Humph!"

After letting out a cold snort, countless chains burst forth from the scarecrow's body through the gaps in the Demon King's armor, and a large number of these chains simultaneously rushed towards Diluc.

As for the other chains, they currently surround and isolate the space between the other people, Scarecrow, and Diluc, preventing outside support from interfering with the battle in the chain-bound area.

Faced with this situation, Diluc pondered for a moment and quickly made a decision. He silently recited, "The system has given me some points," which greatly enhanced Diluc's damage output.

A flame powerful enough to scorch most of the mundane things in this world erupted at this moment, and the terrifying temperature instantly turned the chains that the scarecrow was holding close to Diluc into molten iron.

Despite being engulfed in flames, Diluc appeared to be unharmed.

Faced with this scene, the scarecrow made its move again, and countless chains overflowed from its body. However, unlike last time, this time the water elemental power circulated continuously on the chains.

Faced with the targeted chains, Diluc's flames now have a significantly increased effect on him. Facing the attacks that rushed towards him one after another, Diluc hurriedly raised his sword to deal with them.

Unfortunately, even the Night Elf hero couldn't withstand such a dense barrage of attacks. Just as Diluc's life hung in the balance, a voice rang out from outside the chained barrier:

"A hero of justice cannot desert his post!"

The walls of the Goethe Hotel collapsed at that moment, and outside the collapsed walls, Xia Qing, controlling the illusion of "Qingxi" whose hair was mostly black, arrived at the scene.

At this moment, the Mondstadt people and the lady, who were constantly trying to attack the chains, looked towards the direction from which the sound came. Many people at the scene instantly remembered the true identity of the intruder.

This is... they just demolished all the rooms here? How long am I supposed to keep paying for this?

Seeing the unexpected surprise in Ms. Xia Qing's eyes, and remembering the scholar's abilities, Ms. Xia nodded knowingly.

This tide is actually quite strong; breaking through walls is naturally a piece of cake for her.

At this moment, Xia Qing extended his right hand, which was engulfed in flames, resembling the firing of a flamethrower. The chains that were not covered by the cold air gradually melted away.

"Who are you, the troublemaker?"

Looking at Xia Qing, who was dressed as a scarecrow in the Demon King's armor, the scarecrow seemed puzzled. Xia Qing flexed his wrists and casually replied, "I'm just a passing knight."

Upon hearing this, the scarecrow stretched its neck and continued, "So, you're here to die too?"

Instead of continuing the back-and-forth questioning, a belt appeared out of thin air in front of Xia Qing, the reason for which he had no idea what the plot was about.

So it's unclear what the principle behind the plot is, but Xia Qing used other techniques to create a belt with a similar effect when he was bored.

"Since the enemy is a knight, then let's use the power of a knight to defeat him."

Looking at the scarecrow that had transformed into the Joker, Xia Qing muttered to himself before activating the driver.

“SEIKEN SWORDRRLVEE!”

After attaching the driver to her waist, a book-like prop appeared out of thin air on Xia Qing's right hand.

"BRAVE DRAGON!"

Once, a mythical beast obtained power sufficient to destroy everything.

The sound effect of the Courageous Dragon began to play, followed by a storytelling-like narration.

"The fire draws the sword!"

He drew the sword blade next to the driver, and the accompanying sound effects were activated. Xia Qing said calmly, "Transform."

BRAVE DRAGON～

"A book of raging fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound effect of the Dragon of Courage rang out again, and blazing flames began to spread around him.

"When the Dragon of Courage and the Blazing Sword merge in flames, the crimson sword will pierce through evil."

The explanation started again, and Xia Qing casually remarked, "From a general rational point of view, it's really quite the classic approach, very much in line with the typical protagonist's abilities."

Looking at this other version of herself, Xia Qing gripped the sword in her hand tightly.