"Then I'll set off first, and you guys should be careful."
After Ye Lan confirmed that there was nothing wrong with the disguise on her face, she waved goodbye to Ning Guang and set off for the Black Rock Factory to perform the infiltration mission.
But little Paimon didn't know what he was thinking at this moment. He waved his little hand to stop Yelan and started to volunteer:
"Miss Yelan! I can't let you take the risk alone. The traveler and I will accompany you!"
"Uh-huh?"
Yingmei was still thinking about what the weird hallucination was when she suddenly heard Paimon volunteering for help. She didn't react for a while, so she subconsciously responded softly, and then she raised her head and looked at the old man.
As an emergency food for cute people.
He knows his own affairs well, sneaking into the casting workshop to stop Yinyuan Hall's god-making plan. This kind of mission sounds very dangerous. Why does the timid little flying object suddenly want to participate in it so actively?
"Hey, traveler, what do you mean by this look? Am I not worried about Miss Yelan's safety?"
Paimeng's righteous rebuttal, in order to prevent everyone from hearing it, sneaked close to Xiying's ear and muttered the second half of the sentence: "Ying, the casting workshop, do you remember it?"
It’s that place where there are molas everywhere. Last time it was an emergency, this time..."
Seeing that Paimon was still as greedy for money and delicious food as ever, the traveler helplessly held his forehead, but was mistaken by the emergency food for a headache that had not yet recovered, and hurriedly waved his hands to defend:
"Hey, traveler, is your head starting to hurt again? Then let's take a rest and I'll find a chair for you..."
Paimon hurriedly searched for a chair for the guests in the banquet hall. The traveler who came back to his senses raised his hand quite moved and took Paimon into his arms.
Well, since Paimon cares about her so much, let's grant her wish.
It's just that we still have to keep an eye on little Paimon, but we can't really let her steal Mora from the Golden Room.
After the traveler made up his mind, he suddenly looked at Ye Lan with some embarrassment. After all, the executor of the task was Miss Ye Lan who had already dressed up in disguise. There seemed to be no reason for them to get involved in such an important task related to the survival of Liyue.
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What the travelers and Paimon didn't know was that Ye Lan, who was an intelligence officer, was also proficient in the lip language of many countries. Although Paimon lowered his voice and whispered quietly in Xiying's ear, Ye Lan still interpreted the conversation.
details.
The great hero who saved Liyue, the traveler and Paimon in a foreign land, actually coveted the meager Mora in the golden house?
As long as they are willing to speak, Ningguang will probably promise the two of them more wealth than they can spend in their lifetime without any care, so why bother staring at that little bit of mola that is almost for decoration?
Seeing Paimon's guilty-guilty attitude and the traveler's troubled expression, Ye Lan shook her head in amusement, and after a moment's thought, she was ready to refuse.
The moras in the casting workshop are irrelevant, but this is an infiltration mission after all, and naturally the fewer people involved, the better.
"Since we are sneaking into the casting workshop, the number of people involved should not be too large, so I am really sorry..."
Ye Lan politely and appropriately refused the two of them, but before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ning Guang beside her with a smile: "With more people comes more power. With the strength of the traveler and little Paimon, I think it is completely possible."
Up to the task.”
Ning Guang had the opposite opinion to Ye Lan's, and Ye Lan, whose speech was interrupted, was also puzzled.
It is recorded in the intelligence data that this traveler has the strength to fight against the Whirlpool Demon God and the Wind Demon Dragon, but this does not mean that the other party is good at sneaking in and disguising. Moreover, outsiders should not interfere with the conflict between Liyue's forces.
However, Ning Guang was Ye Lan's nominal direct leader, and Ye Lan did not directly oppose Ning Guang's opinions. He just remained silent, secretly thinking about the Tianquan star's intentions.
"Is it really possible?!"
Paimon waved his little fist excitedly, and then looked at Ye Lan with expectant eyes.
"……certainly."
Yelan responded slowly.
Although it is unclear why Ningguang arranged two assistants for herself, she was able to complete the infiltration mission even with two oil bottles.
Ningguang smiled and nodded. She didn't know why the traveler wanted to interfere with such a dangerous person, but after the three people left, it gave Ningguang and Zhongli space to be alone.
Although Zhongli's various actions have basically supported Ningguang's conjecture, without getting an answer from the person involved, Ningguang still doesn't want to believe that Mr. Zhongli in the Hall of Rebirth is the emperor who faked his death and escaped.
"My little friend Paimeng is still full of enthusiasm. I wonder if I can go with you. I will do my best."
Perhaps he saw Ning Guang's intention, and Zhong Li, who was silent next to him, suddenly spoke up, indicating that he was also willing to contribute to the infiltration mission.
Ningguang's position of heavenly power was personally approved by Zhongli many years ago. How could he not know about Ningguang's little thoughts?
If you stay in the banquet hall with Ningguang, you may face many more temptations, especially since the other party is already suspicious.
For a person like Tianquan Xing, it is extremely difficult to get rid of suspicions, so he might as well follow the travelers to the casting workshop to avoid many troubles.
"Hey...Does Zhongli want to go too?"
Hearing that Zhongli also planned to carry out the mission with everyone, the originally excited little Paimon suddenly became depressed and tugged at the traveler's sleeves slightly anxiously, as if he had something to hide.
Yingmei knew that emergency food was a serious crime, and she was still thinking about the piles of molas in the casting workshop.
If Zhongli also joins the mission team, Paimon won't have the guts to commit a crime in front of the rock god Morax.
"If Mr. Zhongli makes this wish, Ningguang Ding will grant it without any objection... But Liyue is now a world ruled by humans, and people's hearts may be unpredictable. If you see how evil people's hearts are this time, will Mr. Zhongli still be willing to sit down in the high hall?"
It was Ning Guang who spoke, and she spoke in riddles that left everyone confused. Traveler and Ye Lan thought about the deep meaning of Ning Guang's words, but Zhong Li just lowered his eyes and shook his head as if helpless.
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Zhong Li was still pretending to be dumbfounded, but Ye Lan, as the executor of the task, finally lost his temper.
She is the person in charge of the infiltration mission. It was originally a single-person mission, but Ningguang forced so many people into it that they could almost be called a team. Travelers, Paimon, Zhongli and others did not.
After professional training, how could he participate in the mission so hastily?
Yelan had a cold face and was about to get angry, but she saw Ningguang smiling and nodding towards her: "That's good...Yelan, don't underestimate these three distinguished guests. Maybe many things still need to be solved by travelers and Mr. Zhongli."
Listening to Ningguang's words of comfort, Ye Lan's brows furrowed more and more tightly.
The identity of the traveler is naturally not simple, and Mr. Zhongli seems to be even more mysterious.
"I see."
Ye Lan nodded her head to express her knowledge, and then led everyone out of the banquet hall.
After Ye Lan, Zhong Li and others left, the smile on Ning Guang's face quickly faded, as if he was deep in thought, but then reappeared, as if he had thought of something interesting.
What Ningguang didn't know was that the reason why Zhongli was anxious to leave the Golden Room was actually because he had just seen two acquaintances at the entrance of the banquet hall.
It was Pantalone, the executive of the Fools, who came from the North Country Bank for the banquet, and Famas, the instigator of the Liyue War.
Pantalone wore expensive half-rimmed glasses with gold wire. Her long black curly hair was like waves, reflecting the bloody afterglow of the banquet hall. The gemstone rings on her fingers reflected the dazzling luster. Her gentle expression gave off a hint of madness.
Smiling, he ordered something to the lady with a hidden mirror beside him.
Famas, on the other hand, crossed his arms and looked at the decoration in the gold room in boredom.
When Zhongli looked at the young man through the crowd in the banquet hall, Famas also sensed the gaze of an equal god, so he turned his head and looked in Zhongli's direction, and made a provocative motion of wiping his neck with his index finger.
"Pan Fugui'er, I've found the person who won't give you the eyes of God."
Pantalone was not angry at Famas's frivolous words and looked towards the direction pointed by Famas with a smile.
Unfortunately, when the crowd dispersed, that corner was already empty.