Seeker of Teyvat

Eula frowned. If it were the Knights of Favonius, these warriors should have been rescued by the priests of the Church of Favonius.

But now, Eula didn't see any medical staff.

"Lawrence, have you rested well?" A voice sounded in Eula's ears.

Youla was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw a tall and strong man standing not far behind her.

"Why don't you speak, Lawrence? Are you scared by yesterday's battle?" The sturdy man said somewhat dissatisfiedly when he saw Eula not speaking.

Youla frowned slightly: "Where is this?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, Eula felt something was wrong. This was not her voice. With a hint of doubt, Eula looked down at her clothes.

Although it is still a very intuitive female body, it is obviously not her own outfit.

They were better than the warriors she had seen just now. They were wearing armor, but the style was not the armor of the current Knights of Favonius. Instead, it looked like the ancient armor found in ancient ruins.

"What am I doing..." Eula had some guesses in her mind.

"This is a pioneer camp, are you sleeping like a fool?" The sturdy man looked at Eula with some dissatisfaction, and then said, "No matter what's wrong with you, since you are a Lawrence, then pick up your sword, and the beast tide will come again soon."

"If we can't open up more living space, how can we have the face to go back to Mond (Ancient Mond, now the Wind Dragon Ruins) to see our families?"

Seeing that Eula didn't say anything, the sturdy man curled his lips, said something as an encouragement, then turned and left.

Leaving Eula alone, she frowned slightly and thought.

"So, is this an illusion, or is it real?" Thinking of this, Eula's mind moved, and the ice elements responded to her call and gathered around her.

“There is no Eye of the God of Ice in this body, but the ice element still responded to my call. So, I am Eula Lawrence, not the Lawrence of this body.”

"So, this place is not real, it's an illusion?"

After thinking for a while, Eula felt that she might have fallen into some illusion.

However, she was not panicked. In reality, she had friends around her. If Amber and the others found themselves trapped in an illusion, they would naturally save her.

"However, since it is an illusion, and it is an illusion related to Lawrence, let me see what is causing this trouble."

Thinking about this, Eula took a look into the previous tent, and sure enough, a big sword was placed inside.

"Such a crude construction technique. It seems that the time period of the illusion is very ancient. In addition, the pioneering camp that the person just mentioned, could this be..."

Eula already had a guess about the time and place of the illusion.

Before she could think about it, the roar of wild beasts was heard from the edge of the huge pioneer camp.

The burly man who had just left quickly appeared, holding a big sword in his hand. No, it should be a giant sword. Eula could at least estimate it with a quick glance and was sure that the sword was at least two and a half meters long.

"This giant sword, I really have come to Mondstadt during the barbaric period."

Eula was more certain of the time period in which this illusion occurred.

Snowstorm, pioneering, beast tide, plus the giant sword against giant beasts,

All this reminded Eula of the story of Lawrence's ancestor pioneering New Mond as described in the family tradition.

“Lawrence, follow up, don’t embarrass the Lawrence family.”

The sturdy man shouted coldly as he passed by Eula.

Eula's eyes flashed, she picked up the big sword in the tent, and followed silently.

Running all the way, Youla saw the edge of the camp.

A large number of cedar wood formed the barricade defense line.

Outside the battle line, there are densely packed wild beasts with thick fur that can protect them from wind and snow as well as arrows.

"No wonder there are so few archers and crossbowmen in family stories. Bows and crossbows are really useless in direct confrontation with such a giant beast."

If it is hunting, it is naturally very good to use a bow and crossbow to kite a giant beast.

However, in the confrontation between the defense line and the beast tide, unless it is a giant crossbow for defense, the role that other bows and crossbows can play is really not that great.

If you can't kill the giant beast directly, you can't stop its charge.

While Eula was sighing, the sturdy man who had just spoken to her had already rushed into the battlefield. He swung the giant sword in his hand and cut off the necks of the beasts with extraordinary precision.

With every swing, a beast died.

In the defense line, the soldiers cheered.

"It's Lawrence. Lawrence is here. Everyone hold on."

The cheers of the soldiers made Eula feel a little dazed.

So, the people of Mond would be happy to see Lawrence?

"Hey, Lawrence, don't just stand there, it's time to rush."

Another man holding a big sword rushed past Eula and called out to her.

Eula's eyes wavered slightly.

"So, Lawrence was once a hero!"

Wisps of ice elements gathered on the sword in his hand.

Youla tiptoed and rushed into the battlefield.

The sword swung like a graceful dance, the blade intersecting with the beast,

Blood and snow flying,

Both gorgeous and dangerous.

The cheers of the soldiers in my ears are getting louder and louder.

Eula danced on tiptoe, like a dancer performing on a gorgeous stage.

Showing off your graceful figure amid cheers,

Blood is a bouquet, snow and wind are ribbons,

The cheers of the soldiers are the cheers of the audience,

Beside Eula, many warriors holding great swords showed admiring eyes.

Together with Eula, they brandished their greatswords, and with their agile figures they shuttled through the beast tide, causing blood flowers to bloom.

"Lawrence! Lawrence! Lawrence!"

Behind these charging warriors, a large number of pioneer group members holding simple weapons followed step by step.

They shouted Lawrence's name and charged forward along with the soldiers at the front.

The beast tide was pushed back by the warriors.

Faced with the horrific casualties, even the ferocious beasts would be afraid. After a few long roars, the beast tide began to retreat.

Eula was leaning on the greatsword, breathing slightly.

This body's physical strength is not as good as her original body.

After swinging the sword for nearly an hour, Eula was exhausted and could only stand by leaning on the sword.

But Eula had no negative emotions in her heart. She wielded her sword, bringing blood and glory.

She had never tasted anything like it.

For the first time since she was a child, she felt the true glory of Lawrence.

It turns out that when Lawrence wields his weapon, the people of Mond will cheer.

It turns out that when Lawrence kills, the people of Mond will follow him.

It turns out that Lawrence's true glory was not when he ruled Mondstadt.

A sturdy man with blood all over his face and scars all over his body walked up to Eula with a huge sword in his hand.

He was smiling, but the blood on his face made him look a little hideous, but Eula could see his approval in it.

"Well done, you are now a qualified Lawrence."

There was joy in the sturdy man's voice, as if seeing a 'real Lawrence' was more worthy of joy than breaking through the beast tide himself.

Eula nodded: "So, this is Lawrence?"

The sturdy man laughed: "Hahahaha, yes, this is Lawrence. We have overthrown the lonely king of the tower. Now we want to open up a new Mondstadt. Under Lawrence's sharp blade, the people of Mondstadt will surely live a good life."

"Using wind and snow to forge our immortality, and using sharp blades to guard our glory, this is Lawrence."

"Little guy, bring your sword. You've performed well today. I'll take you to eat something delicious."

The sturdy man slapped Eula on the body.

Eula's hands loosened and she fell to the ground.

The body was already exhausted, and after being slapped by the strong man, it could no longer hold on.

Chapter 545: Do what you want to do

In the wind and snow,

In Lawrence's pioneering camp,

The exhausted Yola was roughly carried back to the camp.

They didn't seem to care that the body was female, they just recognized that it was a Lawrence who fought to the point of exhaustion.

Although I was told to be gentler in my movements,

But in fact the action is still rough.

Youla could clearly feel that several wounds on her body had burst open.

But the people around didn't care,

Some people just looked at her kindly, and Yora knew that these people were also Lawrence,

They are also scarred,

Some people looked at her with admiration. These people were ordinary people who followed Lawrence and participated in the pioneering work.

In their eyes, these Lawrences were heroes. It was these Lawrences who broke through the snow and defeated the beasts, allowing them to survive in this snowfield.

That night,

In the huge tent in the center of the open camp,

Yora once again saw Lawrence holding a giant sword.

The other party also saw Yura.

Holding two huge animal legs in his hands,

After a simple barbecue and a little salt, these two huge animal legs looked a bit rough.

Throwing an animal leg to Youla, the strong man said, "Try it. Since the salt people cut off trade with us, the salt has become less and less."

"Those salt people don't know where they have fled to. Really, don't they know that running away can't solve the problem?"

"..." Eula was silent for a moment, took the beast's leg, and took a bite.

The smell of blood overwhelmed Yura's taste,

This kind of food, Yula could not imagine that Lawrence had made it.

As Yura received an education from the aristocratic Lawrence, her ability to evaluate food is very high.

Regarding the animal leg in her hand, the only comment that Youla could give was that it was very large.

As for whether it was cooked or not, whether it tasted good or not, and whether it looked good or not, Yula smiled and was not embarrassed to rate it.

The strong man looked at Youla's slightly frowning look, grinned, and then sat down next to Youla.

"what your name?"

"Yora Lawrence." Yora didn't know her original name, so she directly answered the strong man's question,

The smile on the strong man's face was a little thicker: "What a good name, Youla, haha, ideal and dedicated, really good."

In the ancient Mondlish language, Eula represents idealism and selfless dedication.