[Genshin Impact] A world where only travelers are alone

“Father,” Cecilia looked up at the man standing on the high ground, “To this day, I still think that what you did was wrong.”

Master Lawrence's face turned cold, but before he could open his mouth to scold his unrepentant daughter, the latter cut him off from speaking.

"If what you said is really true," she raised the sword she had snatched from the guards and put it against her neck, "the prosperity enjoyed by the Lawrence family comes from those oppressed people, and your so-called protection must be exchanged for their sacrifice, then I and you--"

The sword fell, and her long light blue hair fell from her shoulders.

“I and you should do this.”

Cut off all ties and have nothing to do with each other anymore.

*
Cecilia finally took Wendy and the girl away from the Lawrence mansion, even though Buck's resentment was almost turned into reality when he left. He kept shouting that Master Lawrence should kill anyone who offended him, even if that person was his own sister.

But neither of the two people present took him seriously. Cecilia never took her brother seriously, while Master Lawrence was the opposite. What he didn't take seriously was Cecilia.

As always, the man looked down at her as if he was looking at an ignorant child, or rather, the contempt in his bones did not allow him to view his daughter as an independent person.

In his eyes, Cecilia was a pampered and precious flower, and there was no way she would leave the fertile soil of the Lawrence family.

But Cecilia is not, she is just a tiny dandelion.

Unbeknownst to Master Lawrence, she had quietly grown so much that his contempt at this moment would bring him irreversible consequences.

But such thinking is not without merit. At least they are able to leave safely now thanks to this contempt.

Master Lawrence felt that it was just as Buck said, he protected Cecilia too well, making her not understand how terrible the outside world was, so she began to think about resisting him.

So he put on an appearance of a loving father, spoke words of love to her, and said that he was willing to let her go out to see the world, but the door of Lawrence's house would still be open for her, as long as she was afraid and knew that only Lawrence's house was her best destination.

And Cecilia will come back eventually.

She will be like the rebels who stormed the lonely tower, becoming a sharp blade that cuts through the tyranny of the aristocracy.

As a tool to show mercy, the girl was pardoned by Master Lawrence for her behavior today, and Buck was ordered not to disturb her again. At this moment, she was kneeling on the ground and kept thanking Cecilia, and the latter couldn't get up no matter how hard she pulled.

Cecilia spent a lot of effort to persuade her to leave, but when she turned around, she saw Wendy who had been watching behind her. She couldn't help but complain: "Teacher Wendy, are you just going to stand there and watch?"

"Of course. I'm not a bad guy who would disturb a girl from expressing her gratitude. After all, you performed so bravely at Lawrence's house. Of course you deserve to be praised!" Wendy chuckled.

Cecilia realized belatedly that she was a little embarrassed.

But Wendy, who usually knew how to act according to other people's moods, didn't know what was wrong this time. She kept praising her, and her face became hotter and hotter, almost smoking.

"...Teacher Wendy! You can obviously solve these problems by yourself!" Cecilia covered her face and denounced him.

Unfortunately, the guy she was denouncing never cared about his reputation. He smiled and said, "I am a weak civilian. How dare I resist that master in such an occasion?"

Cecilia finally realized that he loved to act, but she couldn't do anything about it. After all, what happened in the trial was true or false, and she couldn't guarantee that Wendy was really the wind elf, Barbatos, the god revered by everyone in Mondstadt.

As soon as she let it go, Wendy pulled out a box from her hat like a magician: "Ting ding, as a thank you gift!"

Clearly according to the timeline, he had just given her the earring during the badminton festival this morning, so what was going on with this box that looked so expensive?

At Wendy's urging, she opened the box and saw something unexpected.

"This feather..." After realizing that this was the one the wind elf gave her a thousand years ago, Cecilia could no longer hide the shock in her eyes.

She didn't understand. If Wendy was unwilling to admit her other identity in front of her, shouldn't that mean that in his eyes she didn't know about it, and that they had never met?
But what about this feather now? Is it a coincidence?
But the next second, Wendy's words refuted her guess. He said, "Perhaps another word should be used to describe it. It should be returned to its original owner."

As Cecilia's eyes became increasingly puzzled, he chuckled and winked at her, as if asking her to keep this little secret and just treat it as a real dream.

After all, the gods are also under the constraints of something~
Cecilia seemed to understand, but she finally gave up the idea of ​​asking further. Instead, she asked another question: "Teacher Wendy, do you know where to stay in Mondstadt?"

She left in a hurry and had no money on her. As a person who had to work in a store to buy an apple pie, Wendy naturally didn't have much money on her either. So the hotel route was not an option. Cecilia could only hope for Wendy, who was more familiar with the outside world.

As a result, the latter hesitated and avoided her sight: "Haha, houses in Mondstadt are very expensive, and I don’t have a place to live…"

As a city-state that can resist the dragon Ursa, the influx of refugees and the secret control of Mr. Lawrence have made this place very expensive. With his temper of buying wine as soon as he gets his salary, it is impossible for him to have a fixed residence in Mondstadt. The demon god is energetic, and he usually finds a tavern to spend the long night. Occasionally, when he has no money, he will turn back into a wind elf and take a nap anywhere, but this method is not suitable for Cecilia.

After thinking about it, Wendy couldn't think of any other place except that person's place.

So, Vanessa got two poor homeless little ones.

Cecilia sat down at the table somewhat stiffly and politely thanked Lind who poured her a glass of water.

"You're welcome!" The little red-haired girl smiled broadly, "I often hear my sister mention you, the beautiful blue-haired big sister and the black-haired big brother who looks frivolous!"

Mention her?
Cecilia subconsciously looked at the stranger girl opposite her, who lowered her head in embarrassment: "I also heard it from Wendy. This guy always mentioned you when chatting. After so many times, I remembered it..."

Quite a reasonable reason, except for why Wendy kept mentioning her.

Just as she was about to ask, someone decisively changed the subject: "Speaking of which, tomorrow should be the last duel. Vanessa, how are you preparing?"

"I'm still in pretty good shape. According to the information you helped me get, no one can be my opponent. As long as we finish the last battle, my people and I can regain our freedom."

……

Cecilia pieced together the whole story from their conversation: as strangers stranded here, in this city-state called freedom, they were not accepted by the nobles. Instead, they were put in shackles and became slaves who could only fight for their lives in exchange for a living space.

But Vanessa couldn't stand this situation, so she made a contract with Master Lawrence. As long as she won twelve duels, she and her people could regain their freedom, and tomorrow would be the last one.

But Cecilia felt that things would not be that simple. She knew her father. If it was true as Vanessa said that no gladiator could be her opponent, would her father really agree to such a thing that would surely lose money?

She frowned and said, "Vanessa, staying here might make things worse. Why don't you just leave tonight? Maybe this way you can free your people sooner!"

Vanessa couldn't help laughing: "Why did you say the same thing as Wendy?"

"That's what we call telepathy~" the bard joked with a smile.

"To be honest, I did consider this method, but the tribesmen other than me have long forgotten the meaning of freedom. This is not a good choice for them. Only if we fight, strive, and experience it ourselves, can we avoid being put in another form of shackles." Vanessa looked at the heavy lead ball tied to her ankle.

Physical chains are easy to break, but spiritual shackles will not disappear.

"People always want to do things that seem impossible, just like you. Aren't you also planning to do something stupid like overthrowing the tyranny of the nobles by your own strength?"

She was right, but Cecilia never expected the final battle to be this way.

When Cecilia heard that Vanessa and her people were driven out of the city by Master Lawrence and asked to defeat the dragon Ursa to win the final battle, she was almost furious to the extreme, and there were many people like her.

The civilians under the city wall were protesting. They all knew the reputation of Vanessa the sword fighter, and they also knew that everything she did was just to free herself and her people from slavery. But now Master Lawrence wanted her to die. How could this not make people angry and want to resist!

But Master Lawrence did not take them seriously. To him, they were just ants that could never shake his rule.

He enjoyed watching Vanessa's bloody struggle and the miserable state of her people before death. He talked nonsense with the nobles around him, and when one of them sarcastically said that if Vanessa could defeat the dragon, he would be given not only freedom but even her own property, he also joined in with interest.

"As long as you can defeat the dragon, I can even let you manage this city of Mondstadt. I will join other nobles in nominating you as the city lord. What do you think, City Lord Vanessa?"

As he spoke, he burst into laughter, and all the anger he had felt yesterday because of Cecilia's rebelliousness was swept away.

Until the pure white god came and the sound of the piano sounded, Vanessa, guided by the wind, swung a knife that cut through the dragon's hard scales and forced Usa back.

Everyone stared at this miracle in amazement.

The wind said, what an interesting scene, with heroes and fools coexisting, it is worth him writing a story and recording it in poetry.

Master Lawrence tried to escape, but the gods had their sights on him.

If you want to play, you have to follow the rules, right?

(End of this chapter)