Teyvat Survival Guide

Chapter 108 Breath of the Abyss

…presumptuous!

Barta, who was behind Samuel, clenched his teeth and stared at Rentel when he heard this.

His fists were clenched so tightly that they made a creaking sound, and his slightly red eyes highlighted his anger.

…He, he!

How dare he…how dare he!

How dare he slander Your Majesty like this! !

The next second, before Samuel could react, Bartada had stepped forward and grabbed Lentel's neck, glaring at him with gritted teeth.

Samuel also came to his senses after seeing Barta's sudden action.

Before he left, Gilliana reminded him that conspiracy theories about him had suddenly begun to spread in the dark places of Mondstadt.

He thought that everyone at the station was a member of the Knights Templar, so there was no need to hide, so he took off his cloak.

However, he did not expect that some people in the Knights Templar were also affected by these rumors and even dared to ridicule him in front of him.

Samuel was not angry about this, but he was stunned because he did not expect to hear it in the Knights' base, or from the mouth of a Knight of Favonius.

He was quite curious about this and wanted to teach the other party a lesson and then get some information out of him, so he did not stop him. Instead, he stared at the man who was being strangled with his blue eyes.

He noticed that Rentel's body did not show any signs of struggle, and he couldn't help feeling puzzled.

If someone is being strangled by the neck, he should have shown some resistance... Why doesn't he react at all?

Thinking of this, Samuel looked into the other person's cloudy eyes again and suddenly paused.

…something is wrong.

Meanwhile, Rentel felt the fierce force of a large hand gripping his neck, and looked at the angry middle-aged man in front of him and the Pope who was staring at him coldly.

Facing the dizziness caused by the compression of his trachea and the fear of insulting His Holiness the Pope, he did not show any fear. Instead, he sneered and imitated the tone Samuel had used to say to him before:

"Why... am I wrong?

"…The world praises your greatness and your saving Mondstadt from danger.

"But who would have thought that the dark wolf disaster that took away tens of thousands of lives might have been planned by you and the other two retainers...?"

Rentel felt the pressure on his neck increase dramatically and knew that the middle-aged man in front of him had been angered by him.

Samuel, who was standing behind Bartada, was observing his reaction calmly, and the more he watched, the more he felt something was wrong.

Come to think of it... the cause of the incident was clearly a quarrel between Rentel and Pafield. He sent down a storm to stop the two and then asked about the situation.

Why would Rentel suddenly switch from attacking Pafield to attacking him?

What good would it do for Lenthel to anger him?

...Or does Rentel think that his Holiness the Pope would be kind enough to let him go easily?

Perhaps his comments at that time were very insulting to Lentel, but they would not make the other party slander him at the cost of his own life.

As he was thinking, the azure gem inlaid in the crown on his head flashed quickly, almost imperceptibly.

But Samuel was stunned for a moment and reacted after a moment.

Some force just tried to attack him, but was blocked by the crown bestowed by Lord Barbatos!

He immediately vigilantly checked the wind flow around him and frowned.

Only then did he notice.

There is an ominous and strange smell in the wind.

The aura is somewhat similar to that of the group of beast hounds... but not exactly the same.

At this time, Samuel looked again at Rentel who was being strangled by the neck.

His mouth was still open, as if he was about to taunt someone further.

But at this time, his face had turned purple because of Barta's pinching of his neck.

…Why do you keep trying to irritate him even when he’s almost collapsing?

Looking at Lentel, whose face was gradually turning purple, Samuel turned his gaze to the middle-aged knight in uniform who was strangling the other's neck.

Looking at Barta's unusually irritated expression, he finally realized it.

——There’s something wrong with Bartada too!

Just when Rentel was about to feel suffocated, the pressure on his neck suddenly disappeared.

The squeezed trachea was instantly unblocked, and Rentel couldn't help but lie on the ground and cough violently.

Barta felt the wind flowing through his fingers, and the breeze seemed to be gradually calming his emotions.

He realized what he had done and quickly turned to look at Samuel behind him.

The gems inlaid in his crown were emitting a faint glow.

This was the third time that Barta saw the gem on the crown glow, and he naturally knew what it meant.

It was that noble and healing wind that His Majesty was unleashing the same great power that had saved him and the knights on the front lines fighting the wolf disaster.

The gentle breeze completely cleansed Barta's restless heart.

After he calmed down and thought back to his recent aggressive behavior, he quickly knelt on one knee and bowed his head to Samuel:

"Your Majesty...! I, I...

“…Please punish me!”

Samuel walked slowly past him and patted his shoulder without answering.

Then he walked up to Rentel, who was coughing on the ground, and raised his palm upwards. The other party was lifted up by the wind while coughing.

But Samuel did not purify and heal him.

"Where did you hear these words?" Samuel asked, staring at the man floating in the air with a disheveled look on his face.

Even though Lentel had just been on the brink of death, he still stared at him in a daze and said sarcastically:

“…Why should I tell you?”

Samuel stared at him, taking a deep breath without making any expression.

He turned and walked away, with Rentel floating behind him, carried by the wind.

Lawrence Parfield was confused and shocked as he watched His Holiness spread his noble wings, flap them, and fly away with Rentel.

……

——Mondstadt, garrison area, headquarters of the Knights of Favonius.

Jean Gunhild, as the acting leader of the Knights Templar, was currently sitting in his office, busy as a whim.

The period after the wolf disaster was quite busy, but as the reconstruction work was nearing completion, it was time to address economic issues such as the economic stagnation caused by the stagnation of various businesses and the default of foreign trade orders.

This kind of affairs, which concerns the entire Mondstadt and foreign affairs, is the most cumbersome. The first is to take care of the business situation of Mondstadt's market to prevent economic collapse, and the second is to negotiate with those sharp-tongued foreign ambassadors to try to reduce the burden.

There are other miscellaneous matters, such as the Fatui's envoys who are trying to raise prices and thus destroy Mondstadt's economy.

Although the action is not obvious, their behavior of acquiring Mond's shop and then selling the goods at a high price is enough to prove that they have this intention.

The workload is extremely huge.

Fortunately, after working overtime for many days, she was finally about to complete all the tasks one by one.

Just as she raised her pen, twisted her sore neck, and prepared to approve the next document submitted.

Suddenly, I heard the knight guarding outside the office shouting something.

She listened carefully and it seemed like...

"——Let the wind take its course! Saint Samuel, Your Majesty!"

The next second, the office door was pushed open by a gust of wind, and a white-haired boy wearing a crown who had not been seen for a long time walked slowly into the office.

Qin quickly stood up to greet him, only to see Her Majesty using the wind to bring a man wearing the silver armor of the Knights Templar to her office and press him down on the carpet with the wind.

In her surprise and confusion, she heard His Majesty Saint Samuel say:

"Captain Qin, looking at the aura of this person, can you tell anything?"

Qin came back to her senses after hearing his words and focused her attention on the man on the ground who, judging by the pattern on his armor, should be a garrison knight.

She opened her elemental vision and first saw His Majesty, who was filled with wind elemental power, in a colorful halo of light.

Then he saw the stationed knight emitting an ominous aura and a strange power that did not belong to any of the seven elements.

This is…

Qin paused, and the familiar feeling made her open her eyes slightly.

After confirming that she was not mistaken, she raised her head and looked at His Holiness the Pope, and said in a deep voice:

“…The breath of the abyss.”