The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 108 Infiltration
Mondstadt, Cathedral of the West Wind.

Sister Victoria comforted the residents who came to confess. Since the dragon disaster broke out, many more people came to the church to confess and pray, which made her know a lot of secrets.

In the face of disasters, some people always place their hopes on the gods. They confess their sins and cry bitterly for the gods’ forgiveness, as if only in this way can they regain the protection of the gods and avoid the terrible disaster.

Yet Victoria knew, and even these penitents, who were at that moment the most devout of all, knew that when the catastrophe was over, it would take them less time to forget their vows than it takes a Cecilia flower to bloom.

But now, after the sun had set and explosions had been heard outside the city, the church had a special visitor.

"Will the Fatui's executive officers also come to the Wind God's church to pray?"

"Why not? Doesn't the Wind God welcome believers from foreign countries?"

Rosalin glanced at the entrance to the underground area of ​​the church. It was not disguised, nor hidden deep in the church. Instead, it was openly set up at the end of the church hall.

The people of Mond have always had an inexplicable freedom. If the area where the artifact was stored was in Solstice or some other country, its entrance would not be so blatantly revealed.

But it’s better this way, it saves a lot of effort.

"Of course not. The free wind welcomes any traveler from afar." Victoria shook her head and looked at Rosaline, saying meaningfully, "But the premise is that this traveler is not a malicious person."

"Oh, who knows."

Rosalin looked around the church hall. Apart from ordinary people, there were not many nuns in the hall, and the Knight of Favonius was nowhere to be seen.

This was very abnormal. Even if there was a lot of noise outside the city, it would only attract some of the Knights of Favonius. There couldn't be no knights on duty in the cathedral, unless the cathedral itself had very strong defensive forces.

"What are you looking for, Miss [Madam]?"

Victoria clenched her hands under her sleeves, wondering whether she should call for reinforcements. After all, the man in front of her was the Fatui's executive officer, so she couldn't be too cautious.

"Is there no knight on duty in the church?"

Rosalin retracted her gaze and said calmly, "I thought the Knights would arrange a dozen knights to accompany me to visit the cathedral."

"Maybe it's because you didn't make an appointment in advance." Victoria smiled: "Do you need my help to make an appointment?"

"Forget it. The Knights' current strength is pitifully small. If we divide up another part of them, I'm afraid we won't even be able to guarantee the basic city defense."

Rosalin sneered and moved her fingers slightly. An invisible icy breath quietly spread out, and the water vapor in the air condensed to form tiny ice crystals. They gathered together to form a "cover" that refracted the light.

A small group of Fatui consisting of only six people hid under the cover, moving forward silently with special steps, approaching the underground entrance.

"Please rest assured that the Knights are not weak. Even now that the expeditionary force has left, we are confident that we can protect Mondstadt."

Victoria frowned suddenly. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she seemed to see the light in the corner of the church hall distorted for a moment and then quickly returned to normal.

"Miss Nun."

Rosalyn's voice interrupted her thoughts and drew Victoria's attention back: "What kind of god do you think Barbatos, the god of wind, is?"

"Lord Barbatos is kind and benevolent. He uses the wind to guide and protect his people. He dispels the ice and snow and the cold, bringing freedom and hope to Mondstadt. He is the faith of all Mondstadt people." Victoria said devoutly.

"Protect his people...Does Barbatos really care about his people?"

Rosalin glanced at the underground entrance. The seven Fatui had successfully entered the underground. She dispersed the ice and snow, looked into the nun's pious eyes, and said sarcastically, "Barbatos has disappeared in Mondstadt for a long time."

"Lord Barbatos has never disappeared. He is always with us."

Victoria remained devout: "As long as the wind does not stop, Lord Barbatos will protect every citizen of Mondstadt." "Oh, you are deceiving yourself."

Rosalyn sneered, stood up and walked out of the church hall.

"Are you leaving now?"

Victoria seemed surprised.

"What else? Should I stay and discuss or argue with you about Barbatos?"

Rosalin didn't even turn her head. The white magic weapon floated beside her, and tiny snowflakes appeared and dissipated. "I'm not interested in waking up someone who's pretending to be asleep. Goodbye, Sister. May you always have sweet dreams, haha."

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The underground area of ​​West Wind Cathedral.

The group of Fatui tried their best to control their pace and walked quietly in the underground passage, and soon arrived at a corner.

Captain Jerome suddenly raised his hand, signaling the Fatui members behind him to stop, then cautiously leaned out to look at the scene behind the corner.

Behind the corner was a spacious "transit room" with rows of neatly arranged shelves, and several Knights of Favonius patrolling and guarding it.

Jerome made a gesture, and the firefly sorcerer in the team opened the small cage he carried with him and released two camouflaged gray fireflies.

Two tiny fireflies circled around the sorcerer, and then, under his command, flew toward the transfer room along the wall.

After a moment, two gray fireflies flew back. The firefly sorcerer put away the cage and made a few gestures. Jerome nodded slightly to indicate that he understood.

Jerome took a deep breath and glanced at his teammates. His expression beneath the mask was firm. He no longer hesitated and made a gesture of "acting according to the plan."

The fools nodded vigorously and quickly split into two groups. The second debt collector in the team seemed to be a step slower and stood in the group where Jerome was.

Jerome frowned slightly, glanced at him, and decided to increase his training after this mission was over. In order to sneak into the West Wind Cathedral and take away the Sky Harp, they had done so many drills, but at the critical moment, they could still make mistakes!
Never mind, the mission is important... Jerome withdrew his gaze and nodded slightly to the other group of Fatui.

So the three Fatui in that group suddenly stood up, pulled out the glass bottle full of Mist Pollen from their waists, and threw it hard into the transfer room!

"boom!"

"who!?"

The sound of glass bottles breaking and the Knight of Favonius rang out together, and large amounts of purple pollen filled the air, quickly covering the entire transfer room.

"poison gas!"

"Blow them away!"

A strong wind appeared out of nowhere, blowing the purple smoke formed by pollen into the underground passage, but a small amount of pollen was still inhaled by the Knights of Favonius, making their brains slightly dizzy.

"There they are!"

"Chase!"

"Don't let them get away!"

Jerome held his breath, carefully hiding his body, and watched the three-person group run towards the underground entrance. The Knights of Favonius followed closely behind them. Due to the effect of pollen, they were unable to discover the other hidden group of Fatui.

(End of this chapter)