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The crab roe, roasted over a fire, replaces the butter and mixes with the delicate fat of the fish. It is evenly distributed between the crispy fish skin and the tender fish meat in an incredibly delicate golden ratio, leaving a lingering fragrance in your mouth with just a gentle bite.

Before this, he had already tasted Keqing and Ningguang's grilled fish. Keqing's "Survival Grilled Fish" was fried with lightning element, mainly with a charred aroma; Ningguang's "Sweet Pomfret" was superior in its sweetness, each with its own flavor; he thought those two grilled fish dishes were the best grilled fish he had ever eaten.

But at this point he had to honestly admit that, purely in terms of taste, this "crab roe grilled fish" was the most delicious grilled fish he had ever eaten!

Yura's cooking skills are truly amazing.

Seeing Han Fulai's wide-eyed expression, Wendy next to him had a sly smile on her face: "Isn't it delicious? Miss Yura made it especially for you. She got up early this morning to catch crabs and experimented with the proportions of many ingredients before she finally made this perfect grilled fish. She's been keeping it warm over a low flame for you."

Indeed, there were still many crab shells and fish bones left next to the fire, far exceeding the weight of several grilled fish, which showed that a lot of effort had been put into it.

Yura stuffed a skewer of grilled fish into Wendy's mouth: "If you say another word, there won't be any for you!"

After enjoying the delicious food prepared by Yura, the three people and one dragon finally embarked on their journey home.

They had done what they needed to do on this nameless island, and Han Fulai and Yura couldn't remain missing in Mondstadt for too long—regardless of their identities, the "Sky Harp" was a relic they had borrowed. If they disappeared without a trace, Sister Grace and Barbara would probably be the most anxious.

On the way, Wendy took this last opportunity to bring out the "Sky Harp" again and teach Han Fulai how to play the harp.

Yura looked preoccupied and didn't participate much in their music conversation, perhaps reminiscing about last night's trial.

In the afternoon, Tvalin finally finished his "Didi Dache" service and quietly dropped the three of them off in the wilderness not far from the Wind Rises Land—it was really a bargain that "Didi Dache" only charged them for a meal of crabs and a meal of grilled fish.

Yura dutifully carried out her guard duty, clearing the way ahead, while Han Fulai and Wendy practiced playing the violin as they walked behind. This best bard on the entire continent was truly generous in her teaching, which Han Fulai greatly appreciated.

Just a day ago, he had no idea how to play the lyre, but now he can skillfully play "Heal The World," a piece scheduled to be performed at the closing ceremony of the "Badminton Festival."

Well, he can now call himself a disciple of the "God of Poetry," at least his musical skills were truly taught by the "God of Poetry" himself...

After walking for a while, through several groves of trees, the three of them could already see the large oak tree at Windrise in the distance.

Suddenly, Yura stopped in her tracks.

"Something's up. It looks like bandits. I'll go check it out."

The active-duty guerrilla leader pointed to a small hill ahead, gestured for them to stay where they were, and then crouched low and disappeared into the bushes.

Han Fulai and Wendy exchanged a glance, having reached a consensus—how could they miss something this interesting? Of course, they should go along!

Chapter 343 The Nun Who Wanted to Retire Her Life

Han Fulai and Wendy followed the direction Yura had gone for a while, but they didn't see Yura. Instead, they saw two people, one in black and one in white, standing in the woods about ten meters away, seemingly making a deal.

The one in black has his face covered with a black cloth and is dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, a classic look for members of the treasure-hunting gang.

The one in white had a rather unexpected identity—she was actually a nun dressed in the robes of the Church of the West Wind.

The nuns' habit in the West Wind Church is generally black, with only the choir priests wearing white robes. This attire suggests he's still that colleague of the "Mondstadt idol."

Furthermore, unlike ordinary nuns, this nun was quite... robust, easily twice the width of the man in front of her. In short, she was about the same size as Jia Ling before she lost weight...

Although being a nun isn't a beauty pageant and there aren't any requirements regarding a nun's figure, nuns are generally quite slender. Nuns who serve God are supposed to be abstinent and celibate, and being too fat would make people think that the nun is gluttonous, which obviously wouldn't be a positive influence on believers.

Just then, a small voice came from the bushes not far from the two of them: "You two... hey, quickly crouch down and hide!"

Yura was completely hidden in the dense grass, with only her head peeking out.

As a highly skilled disciple personally taught by that old scout knight, Yura's disguise skills were exceptional. If she hadn't revealed herself, most people wouldn't have been able to discover where she was hiding.

Han Fulai and Wendy, who had been there to join in the fun, obediently crouched down and moved little by little to Yura's side. The hiding place Yura had chosen was indeed not bad; even with three people crouching there, it didn't feel crowded.

"Didn't I tell you two to wait where you are? You almost got spotted!" Yura glared at the two of them and complained in a low voice.

Since Wendy had come along, she had already prepared a way to shift the blame: "Oh dear, Miss Yura, you're innocent! Sir Humphrey was worried about your safety, so he insisted on coming to see you. I was dragged here by him."

Han Fulai didn't want to embarrass Wendy, so he could only continue the conversation: "Yes, we are, well, we're just trying to see if we can help you. You see, I am, after all, an honorary knight of Mondstadt, so it's only right that I do my part for the safety of Mondstadt."

Although it sounded rather unbelievable, for some reason, Yura's mood seemed to improve, and she didn't scold them anymore.

Wendy took the opportunity to quietly inquire about the situation: "What happened? Why are the heist group with the nuns from the church?"

Yura shook her head gently: "I don't know, but I recognize that nun. She's Giliana from the choir."

When Yura mentioned the name, Han Fulai recognized her – this voluptuous nun was indeed a familiar face in the West Wind Church; he had heard her sing hymns in the church just yesterday morning.

She stood next to Timmy in the choir, and the contrast in their figures was quite unforgettable.

In the game, Sister Giliana usually slacks off by giving players tasks like cleaning statues... giving the impression of a "lazy nun"?

It's generally believed that nuns serving God shouldn't be involved with thieves like those who steal treasure, as it would severely damage the church's reputation—but there's another possibility...

"...Could she be on a secret mission?" Han Fulai asked Youla in a low voice.

After obtaining Rustan's memories, Han Fulai already knew that some of the nuns in the church were members of the "Guardians" organization, responsible for secretly protecting Mondstadt's safety. Appearances can be deceiving; perhaps this voluptuous nun was also one of them?

Yura clearly thought the same thing: "Yeah, that's why I didn't rush in, but instead observed from here..."

Then Wendy spoke up again: "Look, they're making a move."

The deity worshipped by the Church of the West Wind was genuinely watching the show with great interest...

The member of the treasure-hunting group, dressed all in black, seemed to have finished counting the "goods" in his hands. Suddenly, he snorted coldly and threw a small bag back into Sister Giliana's arms.

"There aren't even 50,000 Mora here, it's just enough to feed beggars!"

Sister Giuliana bowed her head, clutching the Mora bag as if pleading, "...We're not wealthy, and the expenses have been huge since we had the child..."

The member of the treasure-hunting gang sneered, "Hmph, didn't I say that if you don't have money, you can give me information or treasure?"

Gianna pleaded in a humble voice, "Sgroch, please, take this money and that's it..."

The member of the treasure-hunting group named Sgroch scoffed, his voice laced with disdain: "...Grianna, what do you mean 'that's the end'? You don't mean you're really planning to cut all ties with us brothers from now on, do you? When our boss was leading us around making a fortune and living the high life, why didn't you say you were quitting halfway through?"

Gianna trembled violently, her voice shaking as she said, "Back then... things were different then. I... I'm no longer part of the Treasure Thieves..."

Sgroch crossed his arms, adopting a condescending air: "Hmph, you make it sound so easy, but can you just say it's true and then deny it as you please?"

“Gilliana, have you thought this through? The reason why the boss hasn’t come to bother you personally is mainly because we brothers are sentimental and can’t bear to tell him where you are.”

“Otherwise…” He suddenly leaned closer to Gianna and lowered his voice, “Given the boss’s temper, guess what he would do to your husband and your daughter?”

Gianna looked terrified.

"No! No! Don't, don't hurt them, you...you want money, right? I'll give it to you right now..."

As she spoke, she took out a small purse from her close-fitting underwear and handed it to Sgroove along with the Mora bag.

"There's still 50,000 left... This, this really is all my money... Besides, I've already given you a lot of money before, isn't that enough!"

Sgroove squinted at the two deflated bags: "You think you can get rid of us for less than 100,000 Mora? Forget it. You know, because you ran away, we lost several big jobs. That money is what you owe us, you should at least make it up to us, right? Well, I heard there are quite a few treasures in the church, for example, the 'Sky Harp'..."

Gianna immediately shook her head: "Impossible! I... I would never do something so insulting to Lord Barbatos!"

Sgroove chuckled: "Tsk, look at you now, do you really think that spending a few days in church will make you a nun? Let me tell you, if you've been in a treasure-hunting gang for a day, you'll be in a treasure-hunting gang for life!"

He raised his hand and slapped Gianna across the face.

"You think you can just retire from crime after making enough money and abandon your brothers to live a comfortable life? No way!"

Chapter 344 The past is the past, the present is the present

"You guys...don't go too far!"

Gianna covered her face, and Han Fulai and the other two could hear the sound of her teeth grinding together from a distance.

"If you keep pushing me, then... then I'll just..."

Yura even saw a fleeting glint of cold light at the cuff of Gianna's sleeve; she had concealed a dagger and was ready to strike, but she was forcibly suppressing her murderous intent.

However, Sgroove was completely oblivious. He glanced contemptuously at the trembling Giliana and sneered, "So what? So what? So what if you and we brothers fight to the death? Giliana, look at yourself. You're still the same as before. You'll never change."

"Although your skills were indeed quite good before, well... I've already written a letter about your situation and left it 'at home.' If I don't go back, that letter will be delivered to the boss. At that point, it won't be something you can settle by paying a little money now and then."

Gianna's eyes practically blazed with fury: "You... shameless!"

Sgroch burst into arrogant laughter: "Hahahaha, Giliana, we used to be a treasure-hunting gang, 'shameless'? That's a compliment!"

"If you're so capable, go find the Knights of Favonius and let them see that the esteemed Sister Gilliana is actually a group of thieves... who infiltrated Mondstadt disguised herself as a nun... who knows what kind of wicked schemes she's plotting all day long."

"And your husband and daughter, do they know... what you've done before? Should I tell them all about it?"

Upon hearing this familiar dialogue, Han Fulai couldn't help but mentally mutter, "Are you from Inazuma?"

Upon hearing these words, Gianna could no longer hold back.

She nodded timidly, raising her arms to her chest as if she were terrified.

Sgroove became even more arrogant: "Alright, I'm not going to waste any more words with you. Go back and get the treasures from the church and hand them over to us, or you'll be sorry!"

Gianna trembled, but a cold glint had already appeared in her hand.

Just then, a hand landed on her shoulder.

Gianna's body stiffened.

Despite being on guard, she didn't realize when the hand had been placed on her—if the owner of that hand wanted to kill her, she would be dead now.

At the same time, a greatsword of deep blue light was already pressed against Sgroch's neck, just a millimeter away from his carotid artery. If the swordsman's hand trembled even slightly, Sgroch would be instantly killed.

A pleasant voice rang in Gianna's ears: "Who was looking for the Knights of Favonius? That was me."

The person who prevented Gianna from getting her hands stained with blood again was, of course, Yura.

Behind the imposing Yura, two onlookers in the bushes exchanged another glance.

Han Fulai was surprised, surprised that Yura's skills were much faster than he had ever seen before. In the blink of an eye, Yura had already appeared so far away and subdued her opponent in an instant. Moreover, this time she was wielding her sword with one hand.

—It's just like Rustam, the "young wolf" wielding "Dark Alley Flash".

Wendy's face was full of pride, and her tone even carried a hint of boasting: "In last night's trial, she learned the 'West Wind Sword Technique' from five hundred years ago. By the way, how much did you learn?"

Han Fulai lowered his head silently, filled with the shame of being a poor student, and muttered, "I usually work in an office..."

Sgroch's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as the greatsword was held to his neck.

Anger instantly filled his mind—the extortion plan was going so smoothly, and he had only casually mentioned the Knight of Favonius, yet a Knight of Favonius had actually fallen from the sky.

After all, he was a veteran member of the treasure-hunting gang with blood on his hands, and Sgroch was not intimidated by Yura.

He stared at Giliana with a sinister look.

“…I see, Gianna, so that’s what your ‘that’s enough’ and ‘no big deal’ meant. Hehehe, you’re ruthless, you laid an ambush and wanted to eat us brothers right here. But we brothers aren’t pushovers either…”

"Brothers! Go! Take care of this guy!" Sgroch shouted suddenly.

The moment the words "vegetarian" left her lips, Gianna shouted, "Watch out!"

With a few "whoosh" sounds, several crossbow bolts shot out from the bushes opposite, heading straight for Yura and Giliana.

Sgroove certainly didn't come alone; his brothers had already laid an ambush nearby.

He was already certain that the Knight of Favonius would not trade his life for his own, so at this point he could only turn his sword to protect himself or dodge.

Taking advantage of his companion's attack, Sgorucci suddenly ducked down, trying to slip away from Yura's sword.

However, his attempt failed; as he moved, Yura's sword moved in response.

With a flick of the greatsword, it slapped him across the face like a hand, sending him flying. When Sgrochi landed, his mouth was full of blood, and half of his teeth were shattered.

Yura completely ignored the crossbow bolts fired by her fellow thieves.

Because a rather pathetic "acting leader of the Guhua Sect" stood up from the bushes behind her.

With a shout of "Impregnable fortress," two gleaming golden jade shields protected Yura and Gianna.

The crossbow bolts fired by the treasure-hunting gang struck the jade shield without even causing a ripple.

Han Fulai quietly clenched his hands. He hadn't even finished the gesture of putting his hands together when the Jade Shield appeared—it seemed he no longer needed to imitate the Emperor when activating the shield.

A bard squatted in the grass, watching with a grin, and thought to himself, "You've been buffed too, hurry up and get going."

Of course, Yura did not leave Han Fulai any room to make a move.

Following the direction from which the crossbow bolts came, Yura suddenly shouted and swung her greatsword with all her might.

A dozen meters away, a row of bushes was sliced ​​off by the sword wind at shoulder height, the cuts on the tree trunks were smooth and clean—this was Rustan's version of the "Wind-Slicing Sword".

The three crossbowmen hiding there were immediately crushed by the falling tree trunk, crying out in pain.

Another apothecary from the treasure-hunting group, holding a bottle of ice potion, crouched in place, too afraid to move. Half of his felt hat and a few strands of hair slipped off his face—if he had stood any straighter, his head might have separated from his body, just like the hat.

Yura brandished the greatsword in her hand, and the apothecary from the treasure-hunting group quickly dropped the potion bottle in his hand, covered his head, squatted down on the spot, and surrendered.

The one who had been sent flying by Yura's sword reacted surprisingly quickly. He swallowed his broken teeth and blood, immediately prostrated himself in worship, and mumbled incoherently, "Sir Knight, spare my life! I'll atone for my sins! I'm reporting that fake nun Giliana! She used to be the second-in-command in our company, and I have plenty of evidence against her..."

He didn't get to finish his sentence because someone kicked him, sending him tumbling over.

Han Fulai, the honorary knight who had finally stepped in to maintain order in Mondstadt, sighed and admonished Sgroki: "The past is the past, and the present is the present. If you keep using the past as the present, why don't you compare it to when you were alive?"