Angie looked up in confusion.
"What's the meaning?"
"It means it's not that serious! It's just a mark, it doesn't mean you're guilty. Once I verify and confirm that you're not lying, everything will be fine."
"Are you trying to trick me into relaxing, and then stab me in the heart when I'm off guard?"
"...From now on, until I close this case, you are not allowed to leave Mondstadt. In addition, you must go to West Wind Cathedral at 10 . and 10 . every day to pray for the death penalty. If you flee for fear of the crime, you will have to bear the consequences. Also, if I need your assistance after this incident, you must serve me for free."
Rosalia made detailed requests in the style of the dark world.
As expected, An Qi relaxed. The dead look in her eyes faded away and gradually became lively. She nodded vigorously and said:
"I understand. I'll do it."
"Okay. Then go back to sleep. You can have your lollipop tomorrow. Children will get tooth decay if they eat too much candy at night."
Rosalia raised her hand, patted Angie's head, and disappeared.
Angie looked around but couldn't find Rosalia. She scratched her head, put her notebook, sandbag and lollipop into her clothes, and left.
Anqi had a safe journey and walked into the Cat's Tail Tavern and went to bed as she did yesterday.
At the same time, on the rooftop opposite the Cat's Tail Tavern.
The nun sat lazily on the eaves under the moonlight, looking at the door of the tavern, shaking her long legs in fishnet stockings, with a slight smile on her lips.
"Sister Sin-Hunter has such a kind side? Do you believe her so much?"
"Why don't we have our mysterious and reliable Mr. Dark Knight take action himself, rush in now, pull her out of bed and torture her thoroughly?"
"……snort!"
A low, cold snort was heard from the shadows.
The Dark Hero AKA the Righteous Man AKA the Torchbearer AKA Grandpa Diluc, left in displeasure.
Even a dark hero couldn't do what Rosaria said.
If the opponent was a Fatui or Abyss Mage, Diluk would certainly not be polite. But for a young girl, forget it, at most he would just observe for a while.
Rosalia narrowed her eyes as she looked at the corner where the dark hero disappeared.
"Who is he exactly? A member of the sick knight group who stays up late? Or is he just a righteous fanatic who has nothing better to do after eating?"
Rosalia speculates on the dark hero's true identity.
To be honest, a hero who guards justice in the dark, this thing conflicts with Rosalia's personality. And she really can't trust the other party's mysticism. If he doesn't have ulterior motives, is it necessary to hide it like this?
But then again, the dark hero did not do anything bad. Instead, he performed justice in the middle of the night and was more like a Knight of Favonius than a serious Knight of Favonius.
In addition, after the Grand Master left for the expedition, there were indeed undercurrents in Mondstadt, and the appearance of the Dark Hero at this time would be beneficial to the peace and stability of Mondstadt.
Therefore, Rosalia was in a dilemma as she did not want to conflict with this mystical messenger of justice, but at the same time she could not completely trust him.
"Oh, forget it, let's do it one by one, I don't want to work overtime~~"
Rosalia raised her head, looked at the moon with a look of despair, and then disappeared.
……
Inside the house, after making sure that all the peepers had disappeared, Angie threw back the quilt and sat up.
He raised his hand and frowned, and a crystal clear ice crystal appeared in his palm.
"This is the elemental power of the world of Teyvat?"
An Qi stroked her chin thoughtfully.
She carries a fragment of the power of reason. If you see it, you copy it, and if you copy it, you understand it. However, because it is a fragment, it is limited to the scope of people whose energy level is far lower than Angie's.
For example, Tianli, His energy level is not low, so Angel can't copy his ability.
Rosalia's energy level was just right, as weak as a drop of water in front of the ocean, and she easily copied the method of using the elemental power of ice.
An Qi clenched her hands, and the ice crystals used in the experiment disappeared. Then she lay down and covered herself with the quilt again.
"What a pity! I remember that the Eye of God is closely connected to Sky Island. Maybe it is being remotely monitored by them."
Otherwise, she could have copied the Eye of God on Diona, Amber, and Eula. Now she didn't know how the Tenri camp was going to deal with her, so she was determined not to reveal her whereabouts. After thinking about it, she decided that she had to create a few clones and let them do the work, so that she could use her skills without any worries.
Angel pulled up the quilt to cover her head and whimpered in pain.
"Wow~~ But I can use my collapse less often. It's such a waste to have clones!"
If it weren't for the limited energy of Honkai, she would have made eight or ten clones and buried them all over the world as the ultimate insurance. But in the isolated world of Teyvat, this is not possible. The energy is limited, and the clones can only be of use value.
In order to create an avatar that can do great things, she must be given enough power, which will consume a considerable amount of Honkai energy.
If the power is not distributed, the clone is just a weak chicken with only Angel's consciousness. Not only will it be useless if it is distributed, but if it dies somewhere and drops the Herrscher Core, wouldn't that be a clear provocation to the Ten Li camp? What if they get desperate and come up with some very costly but powerful means? Wouldn't Angel be asking for trouble?
"We still need to study it further... We must create a clone, but is it advisable to consume the energy of the collapse?"
An Qi thought about it and thought that maybe she could just use the Houbai energy to condense the Herrscher core, and then use the energy of this world to enrich the body. This way, the consumption of Houbai energy is small, and the localization rate of the clone is high, which is not easy to arouse suspicion.
Let's do it! An Qi made up her mind under the quilt.
Anyway, tonight's harvest is still good. The background setting has finally been officially implemented. Next, I just need to go to the West Wind Cathedral for a few days and wait for Rosalia to track it down. If she finds that all the traces are indeed in that thief F, everything will be settled.
"By the way, she actually invited me to join the church? Should I just accept the offer and get a Mondstadt certificate certified by Bartobas?"
Although there was no plan in this regard before.
But the nuns in the order are organized!
Anqi's eyelids felt heavy, and she fell asleep while thinking.
Chapter 7 The most cost-effective house
"Respected Wind God Ba... Ba... Batobas! Please bless me... bless me... please give me money!"
"Dear God of Wind Bartobas, please give me money!"
In the morning, sunlight shines through the stained glass of the West Wind Cathedral, giving the entire church a gorgeous and beautiful color that is not too eye-catching.
Barbara listened to the blond girl's voice and felt very happy.
How come there is no one in Mondstadt besides Rosaria who can't remember the name of Lord Barbatos?
And what does it mean by please give me money?
Hey, this is how Doulihuangqin@ did it!
As the most devout priest of the West Wind Order, Barbara covered her face, then put on a gentle and friendly smile and said to Angie in a clear and pleasant voice:
"Well, why did you ask God to give me money? You are just asking God to do it."
"what?"
"I mean you can pray for other things. For example, pray for your family!"
Barbara taught patiently.
Like herself, half of her daily prayers are related to Qin. She hopes that Qin will be healthy, that Qin will have a smooth work, that Qin will be happy, and so on.
"I have no family in this world."
Angie blinked in confusion and looked at Barbara with a bewildered look.
Barbara was shocked. Then she quickly put on an extremely friendly smile and continued:
"Well, why not pray for your friend?
"I don't have any friends either."
"Uh... um... that..."
"Ah! Got it! Respected Lord Bartobas, the God of Wind, please help me find a place to stay tonight! It shouldn't be leaky, and the cheapest one will do!"
An Qi placed her hands on her chest and looked forward with her bright, twinkling eyes, as if every word she spoke was filled with piety.
Barbara covered her heart and couldn't help but take a step back.
"You don't even have a place to live?"
The innocent and kind-hearted Barbara couldn't bear it anymore.
If it is so pitiful, it is not impossible to pray to Lord Barbatos for Mora.
As for calling out the wrong name of God, as a loyal servant of Lord Barbatos, I will correct this disrespectful mistake, but - she is already so pitiful, do I really have to make things difficult for her with this matter?
Barbara covered her chest with her hands, looking helpless.
At this time, An Qi turned around and smiled gratefully:
"Thank you for teaching me how to pray!"
"Uh...I...well, you're welcome, you're welcome!"
"That's great. Since I came to Mondstadt, I've met very nice people, except for Rosalia."
"Huh? You know Rosalia? Wait, could that title also be..."
Barbara was speechless for a while, then she suddenly realized, "As expected."
In all of Mondstadt, only that eccentric nun would make up the name of the God of Wind like that!
Barbara put aside her inappropriate sermons and said to the girl who looked about her own age with a friendly smile:
"Are you looking for a place to live? The Cathedral is where the people of Mond come to pray and visit, so I come into contact with many people every day. I know several landlords who are waiting for tenants. How about I introduce them to you?"
"I actually have a goal. I pray to Lord Bartobas, the God of Wind, to help me rent it successfully. It would be even better if I can bargain for the price smoothly."
"I see. Where is that house? Maybe I know the landlord and can put in a good word for you."
Barbara raised her eyebrows when she heard the blasphemous name of God again. But she still put helping the needy first and did not preach at this time.
Besides, it is not Angel's fault, but Rosalia's fault for misleading the young people.
Ultimately, it's still the fault of the Order of Favonius.
An Qi took out her notebook and showed her the paper with her desired goals recorded.
Barbara looked at the slightly childish handwriting and blinked.
"So this is it. Indeed, this may be the most cost-effective house in Mondstadt."
Barbara sighed helplessly.
The house was nice and not far from the commercial street, but no one rented it all year round. The reason was simple: Eula lived next door. The house next door was not the Lawrence family's property, but the house that Eula bought after she had a falling out with her family.
Although Eula has done well in the Knights and even became the leader of the guerrillas, her reputation in Mondstadt has changed a bit. Although Eula is often on missions outside and generally only lives there half of the time, due to historical reasons, the Mondstadt people will always subconsciously stay away from members of the Lawrence family.
Amber's friends don't care about this because they already have a place to live and don't need to rent one.
As time went by, the small house next to Eula became empty. The owner had to lower the price and wait for a lucky person who didn't care about the shackles of Lawrence history.
"Of course. I spent the whole morning looking around before choosing this one. It's cheap and good."
"Well...your neighbor is Eula, the Wave Knight of the Knights of Favonius. Anyway, please don't mind the background of this knight. She is a good person, even Captain Jean approves of her. So, I hope you can move in smoothly. Also, if you encounter any troubles, you can come to the church to find me. I'm always here."
"Thank you, you are a good person."
Angel is really a rough and cruel person
Barbara handed the notebook back.
"I also pray to Lord Barbatos, the God of Wind, for a stable and happy life in heaven."
"Well, pray to Lord Bartobas, the God of Wind.
An Qi prayed for the young Ao again
The smile on Barbara's face froze again.
But Angie had already made up ten minutes, so she left the church quickly.
Barbara looked at the figure walking away outside the door and shook her head helplessly.
"I must correct her next time. Lord Barbatos, you are so tolerant and kind, please don't take her momentary mistake seriously. Please bless her and let her bathe in the glory of the God of Wind."
Barbara is a pious woman.
Afterwards, she plans to continue communicating with believers in the church.
But when passing by a beam, I caught a glimpse of a unique figure standing behind the beam.
