Night God, Night God, Night God!

Xianling herself was baffled.

Her interactions with Sitrali had been limited to:

Sitrali bought gems, paid for them, and she took the money...

There had been no other contact beyond that.

Could it be that what those Smoke Riddle Master people said about not being good at dealing with her went both ways?

It seemed Sitrali was not very good at communicating either.

That explanation, every gesture she made...

How should she put it?

It all seemed far too deliberate!

Everyone looked at one another.

In the end, Granny herself spoke first.

She was probably used to it.

"Ahem. Anyway, Xianling, I heard you need my help forging Ancient Names."

The conversation returned to the main topic.

Xianling told Sitrali about the Pyro Archon's request and the difficulties they had actually encountered.

"I see... Marivka wants you to create Ancient Names for outsiders. You could call that an unprecedented undertaking."

Will our Ancient Names be passed down?

How could the protagonist possibly die?

Maybe they could be passed down after leaving Teyvat.

Sitrali fell into thought.

Then she brought up Olorun.

"You know about that too. I have to say, that child had been obedient since he was little."

"It's impossible for him to have joined the Fatui. He must have been threatened."

Ying nodded. "We'll know the truth once we find him."

That was the current situation.

Lumine could help Sitrali find him.

She was both an experienced adventurer.

And someone who often dealt with the Fatui.

As for Sitrali, she only needed to do what she was good at.

Communicate with the Great Spirit and resolve the problem of creating the Ancient Names.

With the serious business done, Sitrali patted the spot beside her.

"Oh, right. Lumine, come here. Let me take a good look at you."

Ying: