Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

The reply from "Scouts" did not shake Arecino's resolve; she had anticipated everything that would happen long before she came here.

On the other hand, as one of the executives, she also knew that most of the Fatui executives were ambitious and had their own ideas. If she couldn't offer something that would entice them, they would never agree to other people's conditions.

However, since she's here, she must be absolutely confident.

Arecino ignored the mocking expression on "Skirmisher's" face, casually tossing the intelligence she had gathered into "Skirmisher's" hand and saying indifferently.

"Trust me, you'll agree. Open it and take a look."

"Scatter Soldier" opened the folder in his hand with a strange expression, and then looked through it carefully.

The playful expression on his face instantly crumbled, and he lost his composure.

"This is……!?"

“Pantarone seems to be creating a counterfeit similar to you. His purpose in doing so is currently unknown, but I have already guessed what his real purpose is. If his plan succeeds, it will inevitably affect the position between you and me, including affecting you.”

"As far as I know, you, as a doll created by the Thunder God Inazuma, might be interested in the fakes he is making, no... to be more precise, you definitely will."

Arecino leaned against a stone pillar, arms crossed, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Seeing the increasingly grim expression on the "scatterers'" face, Arecino knew that everything was going as she had expected.

She had investigated the sixth seat of the Fools' Order and was naturally aware of what he had experienced and encountered over the centuries, which made him extreme and arrogant, and he considered himself a transcendent being.

Now, someone is actually trying to create a doll similar to him, and he can't possibly not care.

For this puppet who claims to be a transcendent being, whose essence is as simple as a blank sheet of paper, what Pantalone is planning is undoubtedly a provocation against him.

Because that's the true nature of his 'heart'.

It was a sacrifice wrapped in a friendly exterior, filled with selfishness, hypocrisy, cunning, and curses.

Even though this blank sheet of paper has been stained with many colors, it still cannot change the essence of this doll.

She knew perfectly well that "Scouts" could see she was saying that on purpose, but that didn't matter. All she needed was for "Scouts" to stand with her in the same camp against and against Pantalone.

Even if he knew, he would still agree to her conditions.

Looking at the constantly changing expressions on the "skipper's" face, Arecino continued.

"After Piero conveyed the Queen's will and convened a council to discuss the plan, the banker seemed to have a new idea. He approached 'Puppet' and invested a large sum of money in developing a project called the 'Intelligent Combat Autonomous Humanoid Project.'"

"According to him, this is to further improve efficiency and accelerate the construction and development of land around the border during winter. However, as an executive, you should know that the banker is the same kind of person as us. That's why we both know perfectly well that this is just a reason to deceive others."

"I don't believe that the so-called claim of improving the efficiency of the fools is his real purpose. That guy must be hiding his true purpose, so I investigated all his actions so far and found a clue."

"If it were you, you should be able to understand the deeper meaning behind Pantalone's plan, right?"

After listening to Arecino's words, "Skirmisher" let out a sigh of relief and then regained his usual frivolous smile.

"I see. I think I understand why you were so sure I would agree to your cooperation. Although I don't like being used as a pawn, if that's the case, then it's not impossible for me to temporarily become an ally of you on the same side."

"These things aren't all you know, are they? As a gesture of goodwill, I need to know more details."

The "scatterer" waved the empty folder that Arecino had thrown at him.

"That's natural."

Arecino handed over the remaining intelligence. After receiving the remaining information from Arecino, the "skirmisher" sitting on the steps looked at it and smiled slightly.

"That's interesting. If you only look at the surface of this plan, you really wouldn't know that his true purpose is like this. But what do you think of this part that he's putting on a show?"

"It's real, and it's fake."

Arecino gave a cold laugh.

“At the executive meeting a month from now, Pantalone will be utterly defeated.”

Chapter 11 The Council of the Executives

A month passed quickly.

The meeting of the Fools' executives arrived as scheduled, just as it had been at the beginning.

Under the command of the noble Ice Queen, all ten executors of the Fools gathered together and headed to the Winter Palace.

This is arguably the most important council in the entire Winter Solstice, as everyone present is a highly influential figure in the country.

Pantalone scanned the assembled executives within his sight, but did not find the figure of the best toy salesman of Winter Kingdom, which further confirmed his current timeline.

In other words, a certain bard in Mondstadt is still a loafer, the Geo Archon in Liyue is still working overtime, and the Inazuma general is still AFK as a homebody.

Therefore, he still has a long time to think about how to deal with what is about to happen.

Pantalone, pulling himself out of his thoughts, turned his gaze to the other executives, starting with the lady who was the "puppet" he was most familiar with, and then to Arecino, the "servant" who was giving him an unfriendly look.

The Inazuma ronin, dressed as a Kabuki actor, was now also wearing the coat of an executor of the Fools' Clan, standing not far from the "servant" and watching everything unfold with an amused expression.

On the other side was a sophisticated and mature woman who seemed out of place among most people, covering her right eye, with a huge chest beneath her flamboyant dress.

The young man, engrossed in his own thoughts and inspirations, exuded an air of intellectual wisdom and scholarly intelligence. He held a reagent containing a solution in his hand, oblivious to the gazes of others.

A graceful young woman, as delicate as a dove, stood some distance away, her eyes closed and silent.

Beside her stood a tall, imposing figure, radiating an aura of authority and seriousness. His entire face was covered by a mask, giving him an air of unspeakable mystery.