The Lost People of Teyvat

Chapter 194 Unstable Factors Gather

The debt collector didn't want to answer, and even had the urge to open the head of the adult in front of him to see what was inside.

An executive of the Fatui, an executive with some authority granted by the Ice Queen, said that he was actually a believer of the Rock God, and he was so damn loyal! If you say this, anyone with a normal mind will not believe it, right? !
The debt collector really wanted to grab Tartaglia by the collar and ask him if he was out of his mind to come up with such a "brilliant idea" that was as good as thunder and lightning.

But he didn't dare, otherwise the Lord would really make him feel the pain of being struck by lightning, or open his head to see what was in his mind that he dared to do such an offensive thing.

"Oh, forget it. I'm really not good at lying."

Tartaglia sighed and gave up the good idea that he had finally come up with - that is, he slapped his head.

The debt collector standing below breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, it's not that you're not good at lying, you're simply not good at thinking.

Anyone who is any good at anything would not be able to come up with the idea that the Fatui executive under the Ice Queen is a loyal follower of the Rock King... If someone doesn't know, they would think you are talking about the [Rich Man]... Eh?

The debt collector's body stiffened, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he finally understood.

As expected, no one who can become an executive is stupid. If you think they are doing stupid things, it is probably because you are stupid enough to fail to see their foresight and... their insidiousness and viciousness.

[Young Master] What you did was to provide Mora for the Immortal Sending Ceremony free of charge in the name of the Northland Bank!
In the name of Northland Bank!

"what happened to you?"

Tartaglia frowned, looking at the debt collector who was suddenly sweating profusely, his heart full of confusion.

This guy was fine, why did he suddenly seem to have fallen into a pile of fire slime?
"Ah! It's okay! I'm fine!"

The debt collector was startled and immediately bowed, trying to cover up his gaffe.

"……never mind."

Tartaglia stared at him for a second or two, shook his head in boredom, and said, "How's the Yanshang Teahouse?"

Yanshang Teahouse is a teahouse in name only, but it is actually doing shady business in secret. The owner of the teahouse relied on his relatively impressive background and backers to avoid many inspections and make a lot of money through Yanshang Teahouse.

It's a pity that the teahouse owner was too greedy. He only did a cursory investigation and dared to target the Fatui. He owed a large bill and had no intention of repaying it.

The Yanshang Tea House was a "bill" he collected personally after arriving in Liyue Harbor.

The effect is very good. Now the teahouse owner has become a very obedient puppet loyal to the Fatui.

But recently, the Rock Teahouse has been targeted by a rather mysterious force in Liyue Harbor, which is very determined, quick and ruthless, and does not follow the rules. If they are not careful, the Fatui may be caught and suffer a great loss.

"The teahouse owner asked for help again, saying he couldn't hold on any longer."

"Tsk, trash is really trash."

Tartaglia waved his hand and said casually, "Then just give up on him. He and the Iwagami Tea House are of no use anyway. Pack up the evidence and send it all to the General Affairs Department."

"Yes, Sir."

"How have you found out about the Immortal Sending Ceremony? Who is in charge of organizing it?"

"He is the guest official of Wangsheng Hall, Mr. Zhongli."

"Mr. Zhongli?"

Tartaglia raised his eyebrows, quite surprised: "It's Mr. Zhongli!"

That's right. Mr. Zhongli is knowledgeable and well-versed in both ancient and modern times. It is undoubtedly the most reassuring thing to have him in charge of the preparations for the ceremony of sending off the immortals.

This is really good news. If Mr. Zhongli is in charge of the planning... Tartaglia stroked his chin. Could he provide financial support for the Immortal Sending Ceremony in his private capacity?

Anyway, Mr. Zhongli will definitely not refuse!
……

"So, Mr. Young Master means that all expenses for the Immortal Ceremony will be borne by you?"

Zhongli looked at the wild wallet that suddenly appeared, and after a moment of thought, he understood what he was planning - the body of the Rock God.

Tartaglia came to Liyue Harbor, and his main mission was to take away the Heart of the Rock God. However, Tartaglia didn't know about his contract with the Ice God, nor did he know that the dead person was not the Rock King. So he had to set his sights on the "Ground God's Body", hoping to find the Heart of the God in the body. Zhongli's expression remained unchanged, but he was looking forward to what would happen next.

"Yes, that's it."

Tartaglia nodded, her smile bright and clear: "Mr. Zhongli, you may not know that my colleague, the [Rich Man] at the Ninth Seat, the founder of the Northland Bank, is actually a Liyue person."

"Oh? Did Mr. Rich Man ask Mr. Young Master to do this?" Zhongli was a little surprised.

"No, I think he would ask me to do this."

"…What if Mr. [Rich Man] doesn't think so?"

"That doesn't matter. I can just have a fight with him."

Tartaglia's smile became even clearer, with anticipation in her eyes.

"..."

Zhongli smiled and shook his head. After a moment of thought, he made a decision and said gently, "In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Mr. Young Master."

This is the only unstable factor left in Liyue Harbor, so it is better to carry it with you. If you see something worth buying during the preparation, you don't have to put it on the ceremony bill or check if the traveler has money.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhongli!"

Tartaglia was delighted and bowed to Zhongli, imitating the people of Liyue.

For a moment, I didn't know who was going to give money to whom.

But from the perspective that whoever gives money or gifts to whom is asking something of whom, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

"Zhongli! We're back!"

Came the little mascot's voice.

When Zhongli heard the voice and looked, he saw Ying with brisk steps, Paimeng waving and smiling, and... Chen Tianfeng walking side by side with Ying.

Zhongli: "..."

Very good, all the destabilizing factors in Liyue Harbor have gathered together.

"Who is this?"

Ying stopped and noticed Tartaglia next to Zhongli.

Tartaglia looked at the two people - mainly the very recognizable Paimon, and quickly recognized their identities. He raised his hand and greeted them: "Hello, Traveler and Paimon, just call me [Young Master]."

"Sir?"

Paimon was stunned for a moment, then he folded his arms, frowned slightly, and glared at Tartaglia: "Humph, what a rude guy, how can you treat others as servants right from the start!"

Ying noticed another point and looked surprised: "You know us?"

"Of course, I have heard about your heroic deeds in Mondstadt a long time ago. You only had a few people to stop the demonic tide. It was amazing. I would also like to give it a try if I have the chance."

Tartaglia first answered Ying's doubts, then looked at Paimon and explained: "Paimon misunderstood. [Young Master] is my title, not a bad joke or mockery."

He paused and said, "Let me formally introduce myself. I am the last of the eleven executive officers of the Winter Faints, [Prince] Tartaglia. It's a pleasure to meet you."

The last of the Eleven Executive Officers of the Fatui?
Ying blinked and remembered the intelligence about Teyvat that Chen Tianfeng had told her, which included the Fatui and these eleven executive officers.

Tian Feng said that the executive officer possessed divine power bestowed by the Ice Queen and was the spokesperson for God walking on the continent of Teyvat.

Each executive officer has a distinct personality, and the Fatui under his command have different styles of doing things. For example, the last of the eleven executive officers, code-named "Young Master", is a very "simple" warrior.

So, he is the "simple, clear and stupid college student" that Tianfeng mentioned?
Ying looked at Tartaglia and nodded thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)