"The Abyssal Rift? Gold? War? What are those things?"
Paimon rubbed her chin with the web of her hand, looking puzzled.
Andrius, the Wolf of the North, briefly told them the story of the Abyssal Rift and an Alchemist known as "Gold."
He then continued:
"As for the war, it was connected to Khaenri'ah, the nation destroyed five hundred years ago. That 'Gold,' Rhinedottir, was its Chief Alchemist.
"She took her research into alchemy to unimaginable depths, but also gave rise to disasters that inflicted varying degrees of damage on all Seven Nations."
"By disasters, do you mean those Rifthound Monsters?" Bennett asked, scratching his head.
He had a vivid impression of how dangerous the Rifthound Monsters were. If large numbers of such creatures appeared, that could indeed be called a disaster.
"No, they were merely one of them. Their appearance here now is presumably another attempt to invade Teyvat. Eliminate them as soon as possible, before their numbers and strength grow.
"All right, I should go. If you wish to know the details, look into the history yourselves."
After the Wolf of the North finished speaking, he slowly faded away before their eyes.
"He sure left in a hurry." Paimon spread her hands helplessly.
"Well, we've figured out what happened with the Rifthound Monsters, anyway. Let's head back and turn in the commission first. After all, there really are still plenty of Rifthound Monsters scattered throughout Wolvendom. They do need to be cleared out as soon as possible."
Li Qiuzhi nodded as he spoke.
Having seen the game's story, he did know a little about the destruction of Khaenri'ah.
Uh... only on a superficial level, of course. He certainly didn't know as much as the Wolf of the North, who had witnessed it firsthand.
"Yes. Earlier, they even tried