One Night Should Be More Than Enough / Dvalin, I'm Here to Negotiate

Qin consciously understood the divine oracle.

Although I have spent many days and even been "frank" with the "God of Wind," I still can't help but feel reverence for the deity, so I subconsciously make many associations.

For example, at this moment, she believes that the God of Wind's inability to act is out of compassion for his people as a deity. The God of Wind cannot bear to harm his people, nor can he bear to see the Witch continue to suffer, thus he is caught in a dilemma.

Therefore, she handed the choice to the musician who inherited the Favonius Sword and its Favonius Swordplay.

This is the trust of the gods, and also their reliance.

For a devout believer, such a trust is enough to ignite her strongest sense of mission and fighting spirit.

"Clang!"

"Boom!!!"

A longsword, both aesthetically pleasing and designed solely for slaughter, clashed with the Witch's burning hand, and then erupted. Gale-force winds and raging flames separated two worlds, reflecting the unwavering expressions of the two figures, while also mercilessly destroying everything around them.

The church's main entrance, and indeed the entire facade, was destroyed in the impact, revealing the magnificent interior layout and a dim, peaceful light.

Directly in front of the church stands a statue of the God of Wind in the square, tall yet graceful and holy. It is as if the true god is standing there, looking down with compassion upon all living beings, watching over this battle.

"Bang!!!"

A female knight riding the raging wind and Witch bathed in flames clashed repeatedly in the area between the statue and the church, neither giving an inch. Waves of heat and strong winds spread outwards, illuminating the night sky and making most of the city feel the heat.

"Has her skill level increased so much? I thought she would become less agile after sitting in an office."

"I don't know. It's been a long time since I've seen Master Jean go all out. Or rather, she always seems to do the same thing. Whether it's a small Hilichurl, a Ruin Guard, or a giant monster, she takes down any enemy with ease. You can't even tell if her strength is changing... Isn't that what geniuses are like? Compared to myself, it's truly despairing."

The Ice and Fire brothers worked together to restrict Rosalyn's movement from the side, supporting Jean's attack.

Kaeya seemed to be handling the situation with ease, while Diluc, the former genius knight, was struggling.

On one hand, the Witch of Flame almost completely ignored the impact of Elemental Power, greatly reducing Diluc's strength. On the other hand, when he left the Knights, he abandoned his Vision in a fit of anger and used the Evil Eye while wandering and fighting against the Fatui. The Vision he possesses now was returned to him by Kaeya shortly after he returned to Mondstadt, and he has not yet regained the level of proficiency he once had.

"Huff~ Huff~~"

Diluc's panting was the most noticeable among the four.

Kaeya silently gave Rosaliya a look.

Rosaliya responded with a disgruntled look, as if she didn't want to work overtime. But during her subsequent movements, she still focused on taking care of Diluc's area. She made full use of her strengths as an assassin and hunter, transforming herself into a venomous snake that even Rosalyn had to be wary of, relying on her indestructible spear tip and a storm of ice arrows.

Jean, performing exceptionally well, clashed head-on with the Ice and Fire Brothers, who suppressed her from both sides, while Rosaliya moved around to distract her. The four of them formed an impenetrable net, trapping Rosalyn in place and constantly wearing down her power.

"Annoying bugs!"

Rosalyn lashed out with her scorching fire whip, flames swirling around her as she repelled the four attackers. In her mind, Mondstadt City, where the God of Wind and his God of Wind were absent, should have been unhindered.

However, the Knights' performance was somewhat unexpected.

Each of the four people in front of them is a master who has reached the limits of ordinary people.

Rosalyn believed her strength was on a higher level; below the Demon God, she was virtually unmatched. In a one-on-one fight, even the most powerful Jean should be able to easily end the battle. But facing four opponents, and having promised the God of Wind not to harm anyone—there was a risk that the outcome would be reversed.

'Take them down one by one, starting with the weakest link!'

Beneath the butterfly mask, Rosalyn maintained a sliver of consciousness amidst the torment of flames and quickly made a decision.

"Call out!"

The fiery whip lashed out, swirling and intertwining around Rosalyn, blocking the others' path. Then, the tip of the whip transformed into four fiery snakes, fiercely charging towards the four.

Rosalyn then ignored the reactions of the other three and summoned one massive fireball after another, raining down like meteors on the annoying nun—the assassin, the most lethal yet also the most vulnerable, undoubtedly the easiest link to break at this moment.

"Um!?"

Rosaliya had just dodged the fire serpents when fireballs filled her vision. Moreover, due to her movement, she was now the furthest from everyone else, unable to dodge and without backup, so she could only raise her frozen spear and face them head-on.

"Boom!!"

Rosaliya!

Qin instinctively gasped as she saw the nun completely engulfed in flames.

"Diluc!"

"Clear!"

"Kaeya!"

"Roger that! Let's go!"

After all, they were old comrades-in-arms for many years, and the two brothers instantly understood what Qin meant.

Diluc, who was at a disadvantage in terms of elemental attributes, rushed towards Rosaliya to check on her safety.

Kaeya, possessing the Ice-attribute Vision which counters fire, charged alongside Jean, once again lunging at Rosalyn.

"Clang!"

The two longswords struck the Witch's hand simultaneously, producing a clear, metallic clang.

"Ha! Who should we pick next? Or should you choose yourselves?"

Rosalyn stood firm, raising her hand and letting out a cold laugh.

Jean and Kaeya exchanged a glance, then surrounded Rosalyn and unleashed powerful slashes, raining down on her like a storm.

"Boom!"

Three Elemental Power erupted in this confined space, tearing away, freezing, and melting the ground layer by layer.

Diluc found the battered and bruised nun in the bombed-out area.

Can you move?

"It's alright."

Rosaliya stood up on her own; her right hand, which had blocked the fireball with her gun, was almost entirely charred. She casually tore off the last bit of molten slag from her right sleeve and covered her entire arm with ice to ease the pain.

Then, with his left hand holding the gun, he returned to the battlefield with Diluc.

'Was that too lenient?'

Surrounded once again, Rosalyn's eyes beneath her mask turned even colder.

Then she glanced at the moon in the sky.

The preceding actions may seem lengthy, but the actual combat only lasts a short while.

The God of Wind gave them one night. As long as those Demon God level beings didn't intervene, one night would be more than enough to seize the Heart of God.

Chapter 262 Dvalin, I'm here to negotiate.

Rosalyn calmed her anxiety, gradually abandoning more and more rationality, letting the fire of anger within her burn ever brighter.

Five hundred years ago, she was already a powerful being who had transcended the realm of humanity. After five hundred years of accumulation, coupled with the continuous blessings of the Cryo Archon, as long as she can break the shackles of reason on fire, overwhelming these four people will be a piece of cake.

That was what Rosalyn originally thought.

"Da da da da!"

Until a series of thunderous explosions pierced the sky, and a dense and incredibly fast barrage of lightning elemental bullets pierced through her body.

"Boom!!!"

The already battered earth was pierced once more by this unexpected and sudden attack, sending up clouds of smoke.

The zither emerged from the dust-covered area and looked towards the church rooftop.

Sure enough, her elegant yet lazy best friend stood there casually, gently blowing on a smoking multi-barreled machine gun.

"Based on Anqi's design drawings, this is Thunder God Gatling. Please bear with me~~"

Lisa winked her right eye at her best friend, a charming smile on her face.

Qin was speechless for a moment. What kind of time is this? Why isn't he being serious?

At this moment, terrifying heat emanated from the center of the dust and smoke.

"Ah!!!"

Amid screams, flames shot into the sky, and countless fire butterflies flew in from all directions, filling the holes in Rosalyn's body.

Soon, the Witch of Flame, her aura completely insane, unleashed boundless flames that spread relentlessly.

Qin withdrew and stepped back, shouting towards the church rooftop above:

"Lisa?"

"It needs cooling and recharging, so a second wave can't be launched for a short time. However, it's enough!"

Lisa responded to her friend, then took out her most handy lantern.

The already gloomy sky was shrouded by an even darker layer of clouds.

Lisa held up the lantern, her body floating in the air, while terrifying lightning burst forth and enveloped her.

The Witch of Flame, wreathed in flames, and the Witch of Lightning, bathed in lightning, confront each other from afar, like gods and demons descended to earth.

The zither also imbued the blade with the power of a raging hurricane.

"Wind, answer my prayer!"

"Lightning, heed my call!"

Without needing further verbal communication, the two unleashed all the skills they had honed over the years, transforming themselves into embodiments of two Elemental Power, radiating dazzling blue and purple light under the night sky.

The remaining three were not idle either; they immediately extracted their strongest Elemental Power and prepared to unleash it.

The Elemental Power of the five individuals intertwined, creating an extremely terrifying pressure that plunged the surrounding space into a moment of silence. Then, it's unclear which one broke the balance first, but the five forces suddenly collided.

"Boom!!!"

"My... my church..."

At the center of the altar in Wolvendom, Wendy collapsed onto the wolf's belly, looking utterly dejected and on the verge of fainting.

Andrius then covered Wendy's body with his tail to comfort her.

Dvalin bowed his head and said:

"No, to be precise, when this church was built, the God of Wind was still Bartobas, so it was a church for Bartobas. Now, after it was demolished and rebuilt, it is a church built for you."

"Huh? That makes sense too!"

Wendy instantly perked up again.

Andrius and Dvalin locked eyes, their wolf claws and dragon claws brushing together, both with the same smile in their eyes.

Then, Andrius muttered to himself:

"The Cryo Archon is quite generous. I've only heard that every Harbinger receives such a blessing; I really don't know whether to call her generous or reckless."

Rosalyn's power was nothing special to Demon God, but among mortals, it was incredibly high.

From the perspective of the gods, such a gift is less about consumption and more about disrupting the balance. If the recipients of the gift were to cause trouble in the mortal world and result in significant casualties, the blame would fall on the Cryo Archon.

Dvalin shook his head.

"We have no right to interfere in the affairs of other countries. Whether it's good or bad, let Cryo Archon bear the consequences himself. However... regarding Rosalyn, Cryo Archon has really overstepped his bounds. He really doesn't take Bartobas seriously!"

"Bartobas? There's nothing we can do about it. You know the situation better than I do. Bartobas is soft-hearted and can't bring himself to harm his own people. If he can't handle it, then the Cryo Archon has no choice but to intervene."

Andrius's position was more neutral.

Rosalyn was at her wit's end, and Barbatos desperately needed to recuperate in his slumber, yet he couldn't bring himself to help her. Under those circumstances, what was there to complain about in having someone else take her in?

The dragon and the wolf shook their heads and sighed in unison, looking as if they had no way to comment.

Wendy sat on the swing woven by Thousand Winds, swaying back and forth, and said:

"Just watch until the end. Qin seems determined to help her find relief. If she can do it, that would be a good thing, wouldn't it?"

Dvalin shook his head. "I think it's a bit risky. The young people of Mondstadt this generation are quite good, each one has great potential, but they're all too young. If that Grand Master and the main force were still here, the outcome might be worth looking forward to. But now, unless you have Jean's blessing, it's really hard for mortal power to compete with the blessing of the gods."

Andrius pondered for a moment and said, "By the way, didn't you want to leave some room for explanation to the higher-ups this way? If Rosalyn really is... what about the Heart of God?"

"There will be a way when the time comes! Anyway, they're fighting for me now, so just watch and see. I believe in them!"