In Guyun Pavilion late at night, the waves kept rising and falling, and the cold and wet sea breeze kept blowing from Yunlai Sea.
If [Wuxiang Blade Hajama] is the indelible scar that divine power has brought to Ba Ling Island, then the numerous rock spears in Guyun Pavilion are probably the guiding monuments set by divine power for Liyue Port.
But now the archaeological team is taking a short break in Guyun Pavilion, but everyone seems to have their own thoughts.
Clement sat by the campfire, carefully studying the found artifacts, and seemed ready to guard these valuable treasures all night long. Wan Yan leaned against the rock wall, looking in the direction of the salt in the ground, not knowing what she was thinking.
Zhongli took the initiative to take up the duty of keeping vigil and stood in front of the camp with his head in deep thought.
Only Famas returned to his slime form, and shamelessly squeezed into the tent set up by his sister on the grounds that he was afraid of sleeping alone, wanting to rest with the travelers.
"Perverted Slime...go away!"
"You obviously don't need to sleep, right!?"
Paimon took off the light pink ring crown on his head and resisted the fire slime who wanted to come closer.
The traveler who had already untied the hair rope did not follow her to drive Famas out of the tent as Paimon imagined. Instead, he blinked innocently, raised his hand to pick up the fire slime, put it behind him, and laid it on his side. He leaned his head forward.
"Well... Paimon, we just need a pillow..."
"Eh?"
Hearing the girl's words, little Paimon was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the painful ground, folded his arms and turned his face away, groaning.
Anyway, we were in the wilderness, and Ying and I were sleeping in the same clothes. Although Famas was unreliable, his character was still fine.
What's more, Fire Slim's soft body seems to be really suitable for use as a pillow?
"Hey, Ying, don't take up all the seats, leave some for me!"
Little Paimon hurriedly came to the warm side of Famas, pillowed Famas's soft body, and hugged his sister's arms to fall asleep.
In this quiet and peaceful night, an ice-breaking merchant ship from the extreme cold to winter docked at the largest port in Xumiru [Omos Port]. A lady from the winter country with her eyes covered and a dignified posture stepped out of the bridge. Come down and complete the berthing handover with the dockmaster.
The long-haired man wearing gorgeous mink fur and gold-rimmed glasses also walked out of the cabin and stepped onto the solid land of Xumi Port.
Accompanying him was an old butler with white beard and hair and a rather aristocratic temperament.
"Sir Pantalone, the pass documents have been processed. Shall we go to discuss the location now?"
The lady took back the official documents, came to the noble man, respectfully took the mink cloak from him, and asked.
"Well done, Yin Linna... But it's best if Russell comes with me on this trip. You go back to the ship and take good care of Tok."
"Tell those sailors not to get off the ship and cause trouble."
Even though he was located in the hot Sumeru, Pantalone still looked cold and elegant. He smiled and looked at the environment around the port. What caught his eyes were drunken scholars, jugglers, and entertainers late at night. To solicit business mercenary sailors.
Of course, there are also many bounty hunters from the Gilded Brigade who make a living by robbery and extortion. At this time, they have set their sights on Pantalone, whose hands are covered with rings, and are ready to make a move.
"Dotore's hometown... Although it can't keep up with the winter, it is indeed much more lively than Liyue..."
The rich man sighed with a smile, not paying any attention to the glances cast from the darkness.
After hearing Pantalone's order, the lady from the Winter Country nodded in agreement, turned around and returned to the merchant ship with her coat in her arms.
Russell compared the map in his mind and carefully led the "rich man" around the controversial areas that might cause trouble, and entered a large-leaf building with a spire that had no hanging plaque but had a strong Xumi style.
From the shouting and the smell of alcohol in the room, it was obvious that the two of them had entered a tavern.
The store was noisy and chaotic, and most of the drinkers were coachmen, sailors and dock workers.
The rich man's black semi-long hair was slightly curled, and the emotions in his eyes were blocked. His glasses chain swayed slightly on the side of his face, and the gems on it reflected flashes of light, coupled with the fragile, crazy and unusually calm look around him. His contradictory temperament... stood out among a group of muscular, dark-skinned men.
But Russell didn't dare to say anything. He took out a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the table and stool where his master was about to sit, then silently turned around and left the tavern, finding the least noticeable place to wait outside the store.
According to Mayor Puccinella's plan, the Northland Bank's merchant ship should have gone straight to Liyue and should not have docked at the Port of Ormos. However, Pantalone obviously had his own plan and forcibly ordered the merchant ship's captain to briefly stop at the Port of Ormos. , the reason being to resupply the ships.
But the considerations of the rich are obviously not as simple as supplies.
Shortly after Pantalone sat down, two familiar figures appeared outside the crowded tavern. One of them was a pale-faced clerk wearing rice wife clothes, and the other was a young man with a cold expression.
"Fushang, just wait outside."
The breeze from the harbor blew the boy's long golden braids, and his clothes swayed slightly, revealing his slender waist. He seemed to be a martial artist who exercised diligently. There was no trace of fat on his waist, and his smooth muscle lines were perfect.
The sandalwood-colored earrings paired with light feathers make the boy's earlobes round and white. The earrings sway gently as he steps. The soft cheeks paired with the delicate earrings look particularly cute.
If the traveler were here, he would definitely recognize the boy as the blood relative she had been searching for for so long, Kong.
"Yes! Your Highness...please pay attention to your safety..."
Fuchang, who was following Sora, immediately stopped. He knew that although this gentle Highness rarely spoke, his cold eyes had witnessed countless tragedies and wear and tear.
His Royal Highness the Prince of Abyss nodded towards Abyss and pushed open the wooden door of the tavern.
Half a month ago, the Abyss Cult sneaked into the country governed by the Seven Gods many times for the "Loom of Destiny" plan, and collected a large number of moras as elemental catalysts.
It was at this time that Pantalone's minions got in touch with a certain Bible reader from the Abyss, claiming that his master wanted to meet with the Prince of the Abyss and was willing to provide any help he could.
Fuchigami reported the incident to Sora, but the prince at the time was not interested in the meeting.
"Abyss, if we are really short of money, we can risk being discovered and find some antiquities to sell from the ruins of the abyss, instead of relying on charity from strangers."
However, Fuchikami, who was extremely busy raising Mora, did not take His Highness the Prince's words to heart. He repeatedly persuaded the other party of the importance of allies, and explained that Lord Pantalone was the ninth seat of the Executive of Fools. .
And Piero, the court mage who escaped from trial, is now the "Harlequin", the commander-in-chief of the fools.
Sora and Harlequin once met in a godless country, but they parted ways hundreds of years ago due to different ideas. Later, they went on different paths to rebel against Sky.
For hundreds of years, the Harlequin no longer had any contact with the Abyss Order, but now, the Harlequin's subordinates came to him privately.
"Then give him a chance..."
At that time, Kong, who was sitting on the throne, thought for a long time, flipping through the symbols of the sea of stars in his hand, finding another bit of brilliance from a bit of stardust, and finally decided to meet this executive officer of the Fools, codenamed Rich Man.
So with the efforts of both parties, Kong finally chose the meeting place to be a tavern in Port Ormos, just because the god of Xumi had been imprisoned by mortals long ago and was unable to show up to trace the traces of the abyss.
In addition to the close cooperation between the Holy Order and the Fools, this place is undoubtedly the best place for conversation outside the country except Zhidong.
