Zhongli, Yun Jin, and the others could always be found at the storyteller's.
"Three Visits to Wanwen Bookhouse," "Ten Buckets for the Drowning Man," and the tale of running one's legs off were all stories people loved to discuss.
In Liyue, people liked to listen to a song or a story after a busy day at work.
The place only charged for tea, and business was excellent.
Besides gathering information about Inazuma, Ningguang had started studying the massage gun.
Keqing and Ganyu were puzzled. How had she taken a liking to something used as punishment?
Meanwhile, in Inazuma, at the Tenryou Commission.
"Lady Kujou Sara, the Yashiro Commission is holding some small recreational events. Should we impose restrictions?"
Kujou Sara had just returned from practicing archery.
"Send people to maintain order nearby. Make sure there are no safety hazards, and set limits on the area they can use."
"Understood!"
"Reporting to Lady Kujou Sara, these are the two Visions we collected over the past two days." They were contained in a wooden box.
Kujou Sara took a close look. Her expression remained cold, and she hesitated before speaking. "Put them in the warehouse and keep them under strict guard!"
After her subordinate left, Kujou Sara looked up at the sky. The gloom still had not lifted. Although those two Visions were exquisitely crafted, she had recognized them as fakes at a glance.
She could tell, but people without Visions could not.
"How long can we stall? Kamisato Ayato, have you all started making your moves too?"
Inazuma City had regained some of its vitality, and quite a few people were still completing their punishments over the past few days.
Yet the gloom in the sky remained. The miraculous livestream had given Kujou Sara a few ideas.
And whenever she thought about fighting alongside the Shogun and eating Red Bean Buns with her a few days earlier, Kujou Sara grew too excited to sleep.
Compared with Inazuma, Watatsumi Island was bustling.
Recently, Lady Sangonomiya had proposed a temporary withdrawal to give the frontline soldiers, who had been fighting for so long, a chance to rest.
After their usual training and sparring, everyone talked about the livestream.
"Lady Sangonomiya! Lady Sangonomiya, I'm back." Gorou entered.
"Gorou, there are four days until the livestream. This time, it will very likely be a story about Inazuma. We need to seize this opportunity and buzz in whenever a good question comes up."
"Leave it to me, Lady Sangonomiya."
In the Plane of Euthymia, distracting thoughts stirred in Ei's mind.
First, she kept thinking about those delicious Red Bean Buns. Their mild sweetness and smooth bean paste suited her tastes perfectly.
Second was...
On the [Bad Luck Rankings], she was actually tied for second place!
Arataki Itto held firmly onto first place with zero correct answers and four wrong ones.
Quite a few people were tied for second: Ei, Xiangling, Hu Tao, Sucrose, and Rosaria, all with zero correct answers and two wrong ones.
Unfortunately, her name was listed second.
How could the mighty Electro Archon rank second on a bad luck leaderboard?
"My mind is full of distractions. Miko must be laughing her head off by now."
On the [Strength Rankings], Yae Miko, Diluc, Yoimiya, Yanfei, Beidou, and Xiao were all tied for first with three correct answers and zero wrong ones.
The first name listed happened to be Yae Miko.
"No! Someone, summon Kujou Sara to see me tonight!"
Over in Mondstadt, aside from repairing the quarter of the Knights' headquarters that Lisa had blasted away,
Stormterror had flown overhead during the past few days, leaving the people of Mondstadt on edge.
"Lumine! Paimon!" This time, Venti had come looking for them.
"Tone-Deaf Bard, weren't you singing at Master Diluc's place? Why did you sneak out?" Paimon planted her hands on her hips.
"I came to find you because I want to resolve the Stormterror situation."
Lumine: ???
Paimon: ???
During those seven days, the Holy Lyre der Himmel had been stolen in Mondstadt.
Diluc, Jean, Venti, Lumine, and the others had only just obtained the Holy Lyre der Himmel.
They were preparing to collect Stormterror's tears.
Diluc said, "My intelligence network will gather the information within a few days. We'll act then."
Jean said, "I'll find a way to stall the Church. Venti, do you really have a way to summon Dvalin?"
Venti sneaked a drink of wine. "Trust me. I have my ways. I am Mondstadt's finest bard, after all."
Lumine said, "The next livestream might begin tomorrow. Although Acting Grand Master Jean has the Immortal-Binding Rope, and Master Diluc is here too, obtaining more powerful weapons or improving our strength would help us deal with Stormterror."
"Lumine is right. We need to prepare properly too."
In the canyon on the route from Windwail Highland to Jingfu Harbor, Eula's reconnaissance company came to a halt.
"Captain? What's wrong?"
Eula gazed into the canyon. She thought she had sensed something just now, but when she looked around, there was nothing.
"We'll make camp here. That miraculous livestream will be back tomorrow. We'll keep watch over this area."
In a concealed spot within the canyon, purple and black liquid had already begun seeping from the rock wall.
The next day.
The sky over Mondstadt was overcast. With their experience from the previous two broadcasts, everyone put down their work at noon and prepared to wait.
"Ding-this round of livestream questions and answers: the enduring beauty of dreams and lightning."
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