Genshin Impact, I'm Slime

The humidity in Liyue Harbor was very high, and winter was approaching. Even at noon, a thin layer of frost still formed on the suspended bridge.

As dewdrops fell from the eaves, the traveler was staring at the tassels of Pantalone's silver chain that trembled with her steps. The moment the drop of water slid down the end of her hair into the back of her neck, the girl instinctively shrank her shoulders.

Russell noticed the traveler's action. He walked quickly forward and unfolded the cloak on his arm, but he did not want to put it on the traveler. Instead, he wanted to help his master dress to keep warm.

Pantalone was walking in front, but seemed to have seen the old butler's actions, waved his hand to stop him, then raised his hand to take the clothes, his fingertips stroked the dark patterns inlaid with Night Stone on the collar, and the scent of frost and snow mixed with the fragrance of agarwood wafted out from the unfolded cloak.

"The north wind before the Lantern Festival is the most bone-chilling."

"Put this on for now, so you don't catch a cold."

The banker's mirror chain and whispers were wrapped in warmth and brushed against the traveler's earlobe. The girl was frightened by Pantalone's sudden action and took a half step back, almost stepping directly into the ditch on both sides of the street.

Fortunately, Pantalone reached out and pulled her in time. The Traveler would naturally not let the Fatui's executor put clothes on her.

After the girl steadied herself, she quickly took the cloak from Pantalone's hand, and without caring whether it was rude or not, she hurriedly said, "Thank you."

Even if you just hold the black cloak in front of you, the fragrance of Shenshui, wrapped in the chill from deep in the snowfield, will surge over.

The fragrance is like aged sandalwood frozen in amber, but the base note exudes the coldness of quenched star silver ore, and it is entangled with the dark blue halo of the night stone on the collar to form an invisible chain.

This cloak was obviously very expensive, which made the traveler quite nervous.

To be frank, Pantalone was the kindest Fatui executive that the Traveler had ever met, but her memory of his behavior in the Golden House was still fresh.

Given the opposing stance between the two, Pantalone first fed Paimon and then covered himself with clothes, actions that could almost be said to be intended to please her.

What is his reason for doing this?

"I overstepped my bounds."

Pantalone looked at the traveler's slightly unfamiliar fingertips as she adjusted her cloak, and immediately realized that the girl might never have had any inappropriate contact with the opposite sex.

The traveler did not respond, and Pantalone also knew what to do and did not speak. They all returned to the main entrance of the Northland Bank through the newly built side plank road of Yujing Terrace.

What caught the girl's eyes was the iconic warm-colored sign of the Northland Bank, but at this moment the back of the sign was covered with smoke cracks. The broken remains of the crystal chandelier on the dome of the bank hall were piled in the corner, reflecting the swaying red light of the workers' torches.

A hideous gap was burned on the relief, and charred pages of account books were scattered underneath. A seal with the words "Debt Settlement" could be vaguely seen. Several ashes-covered Moras were half-embedded in the cracked floor tiles, reflecting a glimmer of irony.

The Fatui's engineers were manipulating the rock elemental force devices to levitate and reinforce the broken beams. The elemental flow and the smell of burning mixed in the air. In the shadows behind the scaffolding, a figure wearing a debt collector's mask was hurriedly stuffing many crimson fragments into his cloak.

It was time to say goodbye. Obviously, as a traveler, it was not convenient to enter the Northland Bank which was under repair.

Pantalone's fingertips stroked the buttons on his cuffs, his eyes behind the frame were deep and flowing, and the end of his voice was suddenly tinged with a gentle smile:
"I'm really sorry, the bank is currently under maintenance."

"Thank you both for your tireless help. I have just found a treasure. I have prepared a banquet at the new Liuli Pavilion in Chihuyan. I wonder if I can invite you two to watch the floating shadows return together tomorrow night at the first quarter of the evening."

While the traveler was thinking about whether to agree, Paimon had already captured the key words. He jumped up and down in the air, and his star sand cloak swept across the bronze wind chimes under the corridor.

"Oh, great! There's something delicious again!"

"It's the restaurant that makes crystal shrimps with neon flower dew! Travelers, please agree!"

Paimon stared at the girl with expectant eyes. At this moment, the traveler had no choice but to gather his hair that was messed up by the wind and nodded to accept Pantalone's invitation.

"Such a generous offer...I would be disrespectful to refuse it." The traveler responded by imitating Zhongli's behavior. She also wanted to know what the other party was plotting.

"It's settled then. I'll be waiting for you two to move tomorrow night.

Pantalone smiled and nodded, and the traveler seemed to have just reacted and was about to hand the clothes in his arms back to the banker, but the banker waved his hand to stop him:

"It's cold on the road, I'll leave this piece of clothing for you to keep warm."

Pantalone actually intended to leave the dress to her.

The silver-grey cloak has an excellent texture. The night stone inlaid on the collar is emitting a cold luster, and the patterns embroidered with gold thread show a subtle gradient under the candlelight. This is a craft that can only be woven in the Winter Palace.

But just as the traveler was about to decline, he saw Pantalone lean forward slightly, with the mirror chain swinging at his ear in the arc that was unique to merchants:
"Consider it as compensation for my transgression."

The sound of patrolling Thousand Rocks Army could be heard in the distance. Pantalone did not seem to want to meet the Thousand Rocks Army head-on. He waved goodbye to the travelers and stepped into the shadow of the Northland Bank.

Only the girl holding the cloak and some emergency food were left standing alone at the door.

The auction held by Feiyun Chamber of Commerce will last for a whole day. It is only noon now. Xingqiu and Yanbo obviously have work and business to attend to, so the traveler cannot find them to exchange information.

But the girl was not idle.

The Traveler and Paimon promised Tok yesterday that today they would go to the Yermak at the port to pick him up with FAMAS and Zhongli, and then go to Qingxupu to find Tartaglia.

The traveler who was still holding the cloak sighed, and suddenly felt that he had quite a lot of commissions on hand.

The girl confirmed the time at a shop on the street next to the Northland Bank, then looked at the clothes in her hands and decided to go to the Hall of Rebirth to find Zhongli first.

After all, she had no idea where Famas and Wendy lived.

The traveler set out towards the Hall of Rebirth, turned around the shop at the corner of the street and entered the alley, and at the end was the gatehouse of the Hall of Rebirth.

The plaque of the Hall of Rebirth was immersed in mist. The bronze bells hanging from the eaves were patterned with the butterfly totem of rebirth. The dragon relief on the vermilion doorpost was a little mottled. In the stone lotus lamp, the green flame emitted by the shark oil was reflecting the eerie blue color of the glazed lampshade.

The red lacquered door of the Hall of Rebirth was ajar, and the copper bells made dull sounds in the draft.

"Hello, is Mr. Zhongli in the hall?"

The traveler asked the ferryman who was guarding the gate of the Hall of Rebirth. When the ferryman saw the traveler, she seemed to have finally found her savior: "You are here, traveler. Mr. Keqing is waiting for you..."

"Waiting for me?"

The traveler touched the fur trim of the cloak in his arms.

The reason why she chose to come to the Hall of the Dead first was not only because she didn't know the whereabouts of Famas and Wendy, but also because she wanted to ask Mr. Zhongli to help her check whether there was any hidden trick left in Pantalone's cloak.

But before the girl could ask any more questions, the main door of the Hall of Rebirth suddenly opened. Zhongli put his hands behind his back and slowly stepped out of the threshold.

Mr. Keqing still looks as gentle and trustworthy as when we parted yesterday.

However, there was a light red mark around the other person's right eye socket. I don't know if it was because the Danxia eyeshadow was smeared, or it was a mark caused by sleeping. (End of this chapter)