Becoming an architect was already a difficult job.
Working on construction projects in foreign lands? Even harder.
Traveling abroad might mean leaving your sweet spouse behind, only to return and find an unexpected new addition to the family… along with a field of green sprouting atop your head.
But there was nothing Mora couldn’t solve.
Faced with the luxurious salary and nearly unlimited funding offered by Luo Qing, Kaveh made his decision:
I’m going.
For the sake of his living expenses, his future, and finally moving out of Alhaitham’s house to pursue his own creative and academic endeavors…
A trip to Mondstadt it would be! He was determined to earn that Mora, no matter what.
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Mondstadt
As Kaveh stood on the cobblestone streets, surrounded by the wooden and stone structures of this foreign city, he couldn’t help but feel a bit shaken.
He glanced at the Adventurers’ Guild building beside him, still trying to process what had just happened.
He had only sat down on what he thought was an ordinary toilet…
And the next thing he knew, he was in Mondstadt?!
What kind of strange teleportation method is this?!
Kaveh turned to look at Luo Qing and the tall, golden-haired beauty with striking blue eyes standing beside him, who appeared utterly nonchalant.
It seemed that for Luo Qing, toilet teleportation was an entirely normal occurrence.
“Um… Mr. Luo Qing,” Kaveh hesitantly asked, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
“Are we really in Mondstadt?”
“Do you think I’d lie to you?” Luo Qing replied with a faint smile, taking a list of Fatui diplomatic envoys stationed in Mondstadt from Natalia’s hand.
“What would I even gain from that?”
“Well…”
Kaveh paused, realizing Luo Qing had a point.
“Come with me,” Luo Qing said, glancing at the names on the list before patting Kaveh’s shoulder and motioning for him to follow.
If he was going to build a “secret base” in Mondstadt (at least, that’s what he’d put in the budget request), someone needed to keep an eye on the project.
And since his subordinates had been slacking off for far too long, it was time to pull them back into action.
Naturally, Natalia, his capable (and begrudgingly willing) secretary, would be taking charge as the on-site supervisor.
The Fatui forces in Mondstadt had originally been under La Signora’s command.
However, after the retrieval of Mondstadt’s Anemo Gnosis, the city’s strategic importance had significantly diminished. As a result, the number of Fatui operatives stationed there had dwindled, leaving behind only a few diplomats and a handful of largely forgotten outposts (such as the one where Theresa had been stationed).
Luo Qing planned to make use of these leftovers.
Using the information on the list, he quickly located two Fatui envoys stationed in Mondstadt: Ludmila and Mikhail.
Relations between Snezhnaya and the other six nations were never particularly warm, and as a result, Fatui envoys rarely received a warm welcome.
Mondstadt was relatively lenient in this regard.
The Knights of Favonius weren’t particularly vigilant when it came to watching the Fatui, but if this had been Liyue, even stepping out of the Northland Bank to relieve oneself in the wild would have drawn the eyes of a covert observer.
Since Mondstadt’s strategic value had diminished, the Fatui stationed here had received fewer and fewer assignments. Ludmila and Mikhail had found themselves with almost nothing to do—spending their days chatting idly and drinking heavily at the taverns.
At this moment, the two envoys were lounging near a hot spring, debating what to eat for dinner.
Suddenly, they noticed a group of three—two men and one woman—approaching them. The woman’s features were distinctly Snezhnayan.
“You must be Ludmila and Mikhail,” Luo Qing said in a calm tone.
“That’s right. What do you need?”
Ludmila gave Luo Qing a once-over, feeling as though she had seen him before but unable to recall where.
“From now on, you’ll follow the instructions of the person beside me,” Luo Qing continued, gesturing to Natalia. “She’ll brief you on your upcoming assignments.”
“And you are…?”
Mikhail’s eyes narrowed as his mind raced to identify Luo Qing. Finally, the pieces fell into place.
“Lord Brighella?!”
“That’s me,” Luo Qing said with a slight smile, raising a finger to his lips in a gesture of silence.
“Brigh… ella…” Ludmila repeated the name in her head before the realization hit her.
This was none other than the Twelfth Fatui Harbinger—The Jester—personally appointed by the Tsaritsa six months ago.
Their direct superior!
“L-Lord Harbinger, do you have an important mission for us?”
Both envoys’ voices trembled with excitement.
Having idled in Mondstadt for so long, they had begun to suspect that headquarters had forgotten about them.
But now, with an actual Harbinger standing before them, it could only mean one thing:
A major mission awaited! Today was their chance to bring glory to the Tsaritsa!
“Indeed,” Luo Qing said, his lips curling into a faint smile as he patted their shoulders. “A very important mission…”
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After a grueling month-long reconnaissance mission, a certain guerilla squad had finally earned a long-awaited break.
Parting ways with her team at the city gate, Eula hoisted her silver-embellished claymore over her shoulder and headed toward the city.
The standard-issue longswords of the Knights of Favonius had never suited her style.
As someone who preferred the heft and power of a two-handed greatsword, Eula had commissioned her own weapon, complementing her unique swordsmanship that made her combat look like a graceful dance.
Ever since her beloved greatsword had been stolen by a certain Fatui operative, she had saved up months of wages to commission a replacement.
Though functional, her new sword lacked the elegance and sharpness of the original, which had been her most treasured possession.
As for the Fatui operative who had taken it, they had vanished without a trace.
Despite extensive investigations by the Knights of Favonius—even probing the Fatui envoys in Mondstadt—there had been no leads.
It was as though the thief had entered Mondstadt and disappeared entirely.
Eula had sworn that if she ever encountered that Fatui operative again, she would fight with everything she had to protect her sword.
But as time passed, she had resigned herself to the loss.
Her treasured sword was gone, and she could only hope that the thief was treating it well.
With a quiet sigh, Eula bought dinner from Good Hunter and planned to return home to wash up before having tea with Jean at the Knights’ Headquarters.
As she passed the hot spring plaza, a familiar voice caught her attention.
“From now on, follow Kaveh and Natalia’s instructions and assist them in any way you can. Understood?”
That voice…
Eula’s brows furrowed as she instinctively grew alert.
Looking toward the source of the sound, she saw the two Fatui envoys speaking with a group of foreigners.
The voice’s owner stood with his back to her, but something about his figure felt… familiar.
Eula’s grip tightened on her sword as she cautiously approached.
The closer she got, the clearer the voice became.
Standing directly behind the man, she took a deep breath, her left hand resting on the hilt of her sword while her right hand tapped him on the shoulder.
“Excuse me, could you turn around?”
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T/N: ggs
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