The treasure thieves of Teyvat rob Shenhe

After the band shook off some overly enthusiastic fans but not Lin Ye, Kliuzlid asked Lin Ye with a smile how the performance went.

"Exquisite! The God of Wind is here!" Lin Ye said without hesitation.

After hearing Lin Ye's high evaluation, Kriuzlide couldn't hide the smile on his face.

Kayla glanced at the hole in the flute sword while wiping it, then continued to work on her own things with her head down.

Elvis maintained his usual humble and smiling image, but perhaps something good had happened to him recently, and his smile unconsciously became a little more gentle.

"Hahaha, it's not as good as you say." After being proud for a while, Kriuzlid thought about being humble.

Lin Ye knew Kruzilide's virtues and didn't care.

"Let's go and have a meal together," Kreuzlid suggested.

Neither Kayla nor Elvis objected.

"Ah."

The place where Kruzlid took Lin Ye to eat was a remote little restaurant called "The Deer Hunter".

Lin Ye didn't know whether this restaurant that seemed to be on the verge of bankruptcy and the thriving "Deer Hunter" in later generations were a legacy.

Kliuzlid was a generous man, in other words, a man who spent money lavishly. He used the money he earned from today's performance to order a table full of delicious food.

Lin Ye noticed something was wrong.

If it was just him and Kreuzlid having dinner together, of course the more generous Kreuzlid was, the better.

But now Lin Ye was having dinner with Kruzilid and his companions, and he spent all his Mora in front of them. Was this really okay?

Lin Ye observed that Kayla and Elvis did not say anything, as if they agreed.

The dishes are all served.

Kreuzlid ordered another bucket of dandelion wine, determined to get drunk with Lin Ye.

Lin Ye, who was fond of drinking, did not drink. Instead, he looked gloomy, glanced at the surrounding environment, and whispered.

"What's your plan?"

"What?"

"I mean, there's something wrong with you like this."

“…You figured it out.”

"Nonsense!" Lin Ye said unhappily, "Why do I feel like this is a meal before execution?"

As soon as Lin Ye finished speaking, there was silence.

"..."

"What do you want to do?!" Lin Ye frowned.

"It's none of your business," said Kreuzlid.

When Lin Ye heard this and saw that they were in a restaurant, he resisted the urge to punch Kreuzled and glanced at Kayla and Elvis.

Kayla snorted.

Elvis looked helpless.

Seeing that Kayla and Elvis were not going to say anything, Lin Ye started to guess on his own.

When Lin Ye saw Kaila wielding the Flute Sword, he suddenly remembered the story about the Flute Sword. After all, this weapon was Lin Ye's first four-star weapon in the game. He cherished it very much and had read the related stories.

The owner of the flute sword and his companions tried to assassinate a noble, but failed and became gladiator slaves. He performed his last sword dance and died.

md.

I can't expect that my words will come true.

Keira actually went to the arena to perform.

No, this was destined to happen, before Lin Ye’s feelings.

Lin Ye thought again that considering Kriuzlide's character, it didn't seem strange that he would do such a crazy thing as sacrificing his own relatives for the sake of justice.

However, as an outsider, Lin Ye knew that Kruzilid would fail.

first timing.

Lin Ye thought of stopping Kruzilid and the others' plan.

"I know what you want to do. Although I don't know when you plan to take action, can you please trust me and wait until the badminton festival is over?" Lin Ye was restricted by the system and could not tell the truth, but he tried his best to change everything.

"Why do we have to wait until the Badminton Festival is over?" Kreuzled was puzzled.

Kreuzlid sighed.

"Parsifal, from what you said, it seems that you don't know our plan. That's fine, it's fine. This matter has nothing to do with you. We can't wait until the Badminton Festival is over."

Lin Ye was a little annoyed when he heard this, and said in a suppressed voice.

"Why!?"

"I can't tell you, for the sake of the smooth implementation of the plan. If I tell you, my intuition tells me that you will stop us."

"After all, you remain pessimistic about our actions, don't you?"

"In that case, please just stand by and watch." For the first time, Kriuzlide said coldly to Lin Ye.

Lin Ye was stunned for a moment.

Chapter 246: The Witch Lady's Night Attack

Stand by?

Stand by.

This word struck Lin Ye's heart at once, bringing him a great shock and making him lose consciousness for a moment.

After a moment, Lin Ye sighed and looked haggard.

Kliuzlid and the others all saw a kind of fatigue and an indescribable heaviness in the tall young man in front of them. If they were to use a metaphor, it would probably be the loneliness of carrying some secret alone.

Lin Ye felt the other party's resistance from Kriuzlide's words.

This resistance is a combination of goodwill in not wanting to involve childhood friends, and also the barriers of people walking different paths.

“Whatever, whatever.” Lin Ye whispered twice, raised his head, and stared at the faces of each member of the sword band, as if he wanted to imprint their faces in his heart.

"I will remember you, Kreuzled, Kayla, Elvis."

"I sincerely admire your nobility and wish you success."

Looking at his childhood friend's forced smile, Kreuzlid suddenly had an idea: did Parsifal know their fate?

Then, Kliuzlid shook his head secretly.

You and I are both mortals. Even gods cannot predict the future, otherwise how could they allow those insects to rule Mondstadt?

Lin Ye treated this meal as his last meal. In order to hide the depression in his heart, he ate very frantically, gobbling up everything in sight, as if he had not eaten for several days.

After lunch, Lin Ye and the Sword Band left the Deer Hunter restaurant. The midday sun slanted across this remote alley. Lin Ye was facing the sun, and the alley wall cast a shadow. He took a few steps, turned his head, and saw the three members of the Sword Band leaving in the direction of the light.

Lin Ye smiled self-deprecatingly.

Returning to the shabby rental house in the civilian area, Lin Ye fell on the damp big bed. The room was cold and dark. Lin Ye's eyes were out of focus. He stared at the ceiling for a while, then closed his eyes after thinking about something.

so tired.

This feeling of powerlessness.

The last time was when he faced the afterimage of the demon Mtubud as a mortal.

At that time, I felt more despair than powerlessness.

Despair came and went quickly, and later Lin Ye gained [Demon Resistance].

Before, whether Lin Ye was surviving in the wilderness or fighting against Quan Tai, he always had a stubborn spirit and refused to admit defeat. He was also accompanied by Shen He, Hu Tao and others.

Lin Ye never thought about failure.

This time is different.

This test does not threaten Lin Ye's life, and the enemies they encounter, such as the corrupt nobles, are not difficult to deal with.

But even in this situation, Lin Ye was constrained by the system on the one hand, and on the other hand, the experience of more than a month made Lin Ye begin to think about the reality of "fate".

When he met the maid Susan, Lin Ye tried to give her some help, but it turned out that Susan's fate would not change unless Lin Ye took full control of the situation.

Lin Ye, whose mind was full of random thoughts, gradually fell asleep.

In this narrow room.

The haggard young man fell into a rare deep sleep.

at the same time.

Imon Roka, the secret room beneath Erberhart's bedroom.

There, Eberhard met Sorolla, whom Parsifal had missed for a long time.

Sorolla's hands were tied with chains embedded in the wall, and a pile of cruel torture instruments were placed next to her. Despite this, Sorolla still had a blank expression on her face, as if she was not the one being imprisoned.

Eberhardt's arrival made Sorolla's expression change slightly. She raised her head and looked at him quietly.

In front of Sorolla, Erberhard showed his true self.

The indifference of the teacher.

Erberhardt walked up to the torture instrument and fiddled with it with his black-gloved hands. His hands finally grasped a branding instrument, which was used by nobles in the past to humiliate and exile slaves.

"Originally, I would brand your face with ink to make you remember this failure." Eberhart said dimly.

"But I lost the bet today. I'm sure my brother doesn't want the person he loves to have an ugly scar on his face."

After listening to this, Solora's blue eyes showed doubts.

Erberhardt saw it.

"Do you remember how I found you?"

"Ah."

"Three years ago, when you were being hunted by bounty hunters and had nowhere to go, I took you in and gave me shelter and food."

"I saved you because you can benefit from it. You taught me how to use a spear."

"In the past three years, I also sent you to help me eliminate dissidents and deal with many people who would be better off dead. You helped me a lot."

"Ah."

"You're not going to die, are you?"

"Ah."

"That's why you can remain calm and composed at this time, Sorolla, my master, my chess piece." Eberhardt laughed, and after a low laugh, Eberhardt looked at Sorolla and continued.

"But you disappointed me and made me want to give up on you."

"An undead monster, a witch who sees the gap between death... Do you know that you are cursed? In the ancient documents of Mondstadt, there is a record of a person with the same ability as you."

"Yeah……"

"My brother, has he ever written you a love letter?" Eberhardt suddenly changed the subject again.

After killing Sorolla, the historical Eberhardt found a folded love letter in her pocket.

"love letter?"

"Yes, love letters. You may not know what this is. A love letter is a way for a person to express his love to someone indirectly."

"My stupid brother, Parsifal Imonroka, likes you, a witch who wants to kill him. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

Sorolla's face finally froze.

"Does he like me?"

"Yes."

"..."Sorola couldn't describe his feelings at the moment.

Only those who find out that the person they secretly love also likes them can understand this.