Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

Meanwhile, Diluc was also pondering what he should do. He realized that trying to get the Knights to intervene by devising a plan wouldn't work; he had to do something himself.

If he couldn't get the Knights to intervene through normal means, then he would use his own methods to uncover the secrets of the Fools.

In any case, he will find out the truth behind his father's disappearance and uncover the research and plans that the Fools are secretly plotting.

However, we need to carefully consider how to proceed with this matter and cannot act rashly.

He is too weak now, he has no power.

To deal with the Fools, that enormous behemoth.

To rashly confront the behemoth that is the Fools would only result in him being crushed like an ant when facing this behemoth.

If one rashly exposes the Fools before having sufficient power and evidence, one will only expose oneself.

Although Diluc had already made up his mind, he still had no idea how to do it. Just as Diluc was pondering this matter...

Just as Diluc was thinking this, he suddenly saw an unexpected figure that left him utterly astonished.

Seeing the tall figure in a long black robe with such a smile on his face, he greeted him.

"Would you like to talk to me?"

Chapter 137 So what is the price? (5k)

Inside the Dawn Winery, Diluc, who was sitting at the counter in front of the winery, pushed a glass of dandelion liqueur he had just mixed in front of a man dressed in black, exuding a gloomy aura, and wearing glasses.

He scrutinized the man with a wary look in his eyes, noticing the enigmatic smile that always clung to his face.

That chilling smile made it impossible to see what was truly on his mind beneath that fake smile.

To be honest, Diluc himself didn't know what had gotten into him, that he had actually agreed to the man's invitation to visit the Dawn Winery.

The figure he had invited to the Dawn Winery was none other than himself.

It was Pantalone, the "rich man," who was one of the eleven executive officers of the Fools and the representative of the delegation sent by Winter, an ally of Mondstadt.

At the same time, it completely destroyed Mondstadt's wine industry, almost causing a major economic depression in Mondstadt and forcing it to be subject to the constraints of winter.

The person behind the scenes who can barely maintain the status quo by relying on the huge debt of the North Country Bank, and who has weakened the influence of Morning Light Winery in Mond Winery to the extreme.

Whether his father died at the hands of the Fools or the Fools were secretly harming Mondstadt, and whatever Pantalone did to Mondstadt, from any angle and from his personal standpoint.

He and Pantalone were absolute enemies, and now, Pantalone, who was his enemy, was being invited to the Dawn Winery by him.

Even Diluc himself couldn't help but feel a little absurd and ridiculous, but what was happening before his eyes was indeed true.

As Diluc pushed the prepared dandelion liqueur towards Pantalone, he snapped out of his thoughts and handed her his own glass of dandelion liqueur.

"Please."

Although he has not officially taken over the winery, Diluc, as the heir to Château de Dawn, has never touched a drop of alcohol, yet under the constant influence of his father, he is a rare master bartender.

Upon seeing the dandelion wine offered to him, Pantalone, oblivious to the concept of politeness, picked up the glass and drank it straight away.

The moment the refreshing liquor went down his throat, its cool, slightly sweet taste and rich grain aroma filled his mouth, and the subtle fragrance made him feel happy.

This gave Pantalone a different experience from the strong liquors he had drunk in the winter.

"Is it no wonder that even the wind god Barbatos likes this wine? As Mondstadt's most famous wine, I certainly have witnessed that. It truly lives up to its reputation as 'bottled Mora,' a dandelion-infused liquor."

"I'm not going to waste time with small talk. Say what you want to say now."

Diluc paid no attention to Pantalone's comments, but looked at her with a wary gaze and said coldly.

Even though the other party was an executor of the Fatui and an envoy from Winter, Diluc had no intention of being polite to Pantalone.

If it weren't for the gap between himself and the Fools' Executors, he would never have missed any opportunity to attack Pantalone.

Pantalone was unconcerned about the hostility in Diluc's eyes, and regarded Diluc's enemies as insignificant.

He never took Diluc seriously from the beginning, so why would he have any feelings towards Diluc's enemies?

Putting aside whether Diluc is truly capable of being his enemy, even if Diluc were to overestimate himself and actually make a move, it would be a matter that Diluc could easily handle with one hand.

Therefore, he never took Diluc seriously from the beginning. If he had to put it into words, Diluc's view of him was like the "Doctor's" view of experimental subjects and lab rats.

After thoroughly tasting his dandelion wine, Pantaloni put down his glass, placed his hands on the table, watched Diluc's figure, and chuckled.

"Speaking of which... you've already met 'The Doctor,' haven't you?"

These meaningful words made Diluc pause in his work as he was cleaning and tidying the counter. Diluc couldn't understand why Pantalone had said such a thing.

After a moment of silence, Diluc looked up at Pantalone's figure and asked.

What exactly are you trying to tell me with all this?

"Don't you want to know why everyone in Mondstadt has forgotten about Cripps' existence?"

Pantalone crossed his fingers and gave a meaningful smile.

These words were like placing an irresistible bet on Diluc's heart, causing his pupils to dilate and his mind to race with countless thoughts.

Pantalone, however, ignored Diluc's reaction and took a sip of dandelion wine.

Say something that Diluc can't refuse.