“Time to head to Guili Plains for treasure hunting!”
At the base of Mount Tianheng, Lumine stood ready, carrying an iron pickaxe and axe borrowed from Jia Changjiang, her dragon-horn-forged sword in hand, prepared for adventure.
“Let’s go!!”
Paimon, wielding a tiny pickaxe perfectly sized for her, cheered alongside Lumine.
“Let’s do this!”
A massive white iron pickaxe—practically a weapon—was hefted into the air behind them.
Jia Changjiang raised his custom-crafted pickaxe to match their enthusiasm, creating quite the spectacle.
Passersby, seeing the trio’s exuberance, instinctively took a step back, giving them a wide berth.
As the excitable treasure-hunting team made their way past the foot of Mount Tianheng, a voice suddenly called out to them.
From the steps nearby came the clear voice of a young girl:
“Finally, you’re here…”
“I almost fell asleep waiting.”
The soft, melodic voice piqued Lumine’s curiosity, prompting her to turn toward its source.
There, sitting atop a stone platform, was a young girl dressed in what could only be described as a form-fitting, swimsuit-like outfit, adorned with black stockings and a pointed witch’s hat.
Her twin tails framed a face that could only be called charming, though her sluggish expression, coupled with her small hands rubbing her stomach, betrayed either hunger or exhaustion—or perhaps both.
“Huh?”
Lumine perked up, intrigued by the mysterious girl.
Before she could approach, the girl leapt gracefully from the stone platform. In mid-air, bubbles of shimmering water appeared around her, and in the blink of an eye, she vanished.
A moment later, the sound of another bubble popping behind them startled Lumine as the girl reappeared, closing the distance in an instant.
She examined the group intently before summoning a circular divination board made of Hydro energy.
“Hmph. My astrology was right—it’s you.”
“Come with me,” the girl commanded confidently, turning on her heel as if there was no question they would follow her.
To her surprise, she felt herself suddenly lifted off the ground, a pair of arms wrapping firmly around her waist.
“Eh?!”
The girl looked back in shock, only to find herself in the enthusiastic grip of Lumine, who was practically sparkling with excitement.
“Jax, look! A cute girl came to us on her own! I knew wandering around would pay off!”
Ignoring the girl’s protests, Lumine began carrying her toward Liyue Harbor, only to be blocked by Paimon.
“Traveler! Stop causing trouble for someone you’ve just met!”
“But she said she wanted to go with me!” Lumine argued with unwavering conviction.
“That’s definitely not what she meant! Mr. Jax, don’t just stand there! Help me stop her!”
Mona, sensing that the situation could spiral out of control if she didn’t act quickly, began struggling against Lumine’s grasp. If she didn’t resist, there was no telling what might happen—on multiple levels.
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About ten minutes later, Mona was finally rescued by Jia Changjiang and Paimon, panting heavily from the ordeal. Lumine, on the other hand, had her hands and feet restrained with iron chains, preventing any further “attacks” on Mona.
“Huff… huff… As expected, even with a vague view of the stars and future, I couldn’t have foreseen this…” Mona muttered, wiping away the sweat that had formed during her struggle.
“To think, the heroes who saved Mondstadt and Liyue Harbor would have this kind of personality… What a miscalculation…”
“I’m sorry about that,” Paimon said, though curiosity quickly overtook her apology. “But you seem to know who we are. Are you one of those fortune-tellers going door-to-door?”
“Hmm? I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before…” Jia Changjiang mused, narrowing his eyes at Mona.
Though his memories were faint, the girl before him did seem vaguely familiar.
“Hmph. I’m not just any fortune-teller,” Mona declared with pride. Her gaze sharpened as she continued, “The two of you… You’re not from this world, are you?”
Lumine stopped struggling, her eyes widening in surprise.
While she and Jia Changjiang had never gone out of their way to hide this fact, it wasn’t common knowledge—certainly not something an ordinary person would know.
“How do you know that?” Paimon exclaimed, only to be lightly bonked on the head by Jia Changjiang.
“Paimon, reacting like that just confirms it for her,” Jia Changjiang said with a wry smile. “Try to stay calm.”
“But hardly anyone knows about this!” Paimon protested, still reeling.
“What exactly do you want from us?” Jia Changjiang asked Mona, his tone calm yet curious.
“My name is Astrologist Mona Megistus,” she introduced herself, her tone tinged with both formality and pride. “Considering how rude it would be to misremember my full name, I allow others to simply call me Mona.”
“I am an astrologist, currently tasked with retrieving a chest from Mondstadt on behalf of my master. It was part of a promise she made with a friend fifty years ago. Now that she’s old and less mobile, I’m handling it for her.”
“I see!” Lumine exclaimed, wiggling in her restraints like an overexcited caterpillar. “So you want us to be your bodyguards on the way to Mondstadt, right?”
“No,” Mona replied, now fully recovered. “I intend to challenge the person guarding the chest.”
Her confidence returned, Mona placed her hands on her hips. “My master and her friend have been rivals in mysticism for their entire lives. If I can defeat that friend’s successor, I’ll have surpassed my master.”
“And?” Lumine tilted her head.
“To ensure victory, I thought of you,” Mona said, pointing at Lumine. “Knowledge must be passed down, after all. If I show up with an apprentice, I’ll already have an edge. And since you’re a hero of Mondstadt, the choice was obvious.”
“Hmm… I wouldn’t mind pretending to be your apprentice, but why not have Jax do it instead?” Lumine asked, gesturing toward him with her chin.
Mona turned to glance at Jia Changjiang—towering, muscular, and currently wielding an enormous pickaxe slung over his shoulder. She blinked a few times before answering.
“Do you think anyone would believe he’s an apprentice astrologist?”
“Not really…” Paimon muttered, looking between the delicate Mona and the rugged Jia Changjiang. “Yeah, doesn’t really match…”
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