Teyvat Survival Guide

Marjorie is the owner of "Wind of Glory", a souvenir shop located in the central area of ​​Mondstadt.

When she first opened the store, she compared the church district in the northwest of Mondstadt, the Knights' Quarter in the west, the commercial district in the east, the Adventurer's Guild district in the south, and the area in the north where the old nobles or wealthy people lived.

After removing the church district, resident district, association district and wealthy district, she looked at the commercial district and hesitated for a long time.

After careful consideration, they finally decided to open the store in the central area of ​​Mondstadt.

The east city commercial district is too far away from the association district, and it is too troublesome for her to go home occasionally to visit.

Moreover, the central area has the largest flow of people, and it is obviously a good place to open a store.

Although every inch of land in the central area is valuable, this does not pose a problem for her. After all, her father is the president of the Mond branch of the Adventurers' Association and naturally has a lot of money.

The initial reason for opening the store was because when she was a child, her father would always bring back a bunch of treasures and tell her the origins of each treasure. Over time, she became interested in those treasures and began to purchase all kinds of novelties brought back by those adventurers, as well as the stories behind these treasures.

But after a long time, there was no more room for them, and it would be a pity to throw them away, so she had no choice but to open a shop and try to sell them.

As a result, the sales were quite good and the investment was recovered not long after the store opened.

So this shop did just that, buying treasures brought back by adventurers and selling the treasures she was tired of seeing.

Today, she sat behind the shop counter as usual, looking at the newly published newspapers from the Steambird Newspaper Office, wondering what souvenirs would be sold or what stories and treasures would be obtained today.

The bell hanging on the shop door rang, and Marjorie knew the door was opened by the sound of the bell.

A guest is coming.

So she smiled, put down the newspaper and stood up from behind the counter, wanting to see whether the person coming was here to sell or buy treasures.

But there was no one in front of the counter.

Marjorie: ...?

Then she looked at the door over there and saw that the doorbell was still shaking slightly, which meant that someone had indeed entered the store just now.

But why can’t I see anyone?

Marjory, who had just received a treasure from a Liyue adventurer from Wuwang Slope yesterday and had listened to the story brought by the adventurer, swallowed unconsciously.

...Could it be that ghosts really exist...?

How could there be a ghost so early in the morning?!

So she walked out from behind the counter carefully, and when she turned around, she saw a pure white little ghost standing in front of the counter!

“Ahhhhhhhhhh——!!!” Marjorie closed her eyes and screamed in fear.

“——Ahhhhhhhhhhh?!” The white ghost also let out a childish scream.

Hearing the ghost calling, Marjorie called even louder.

The white ghost heard her screaming louder, and couldn't help but scream louder and louder too.

Hearing the ghost scream again, Marjorie screamed louder and louder—

"Why are you making so much noise so early in the morning? Can't you let me sleep?!"

The neighbor who lived nearby shouted angrily.

The two shouts stopped abruptly, as if the pause button was suddenly pressed.

Marjorie opened her eyes and realized that the thing in front of her was not a white ghost.

From the tip of his nose and lips that were not covered by the hood, and the rosy, chubby face, it was clear that he was a very cute little boy wrapped in a cloak! !

It’s just that...why do this nose and mouth look familiar?

…I think I’ve seen it somewhere before?

Marjorie, who couldn't remember for a moment, shook her head, and her previous frightened expression changed to a friendly smile.

It was as if the person who screamed loudly before had nothing to do with her.

"Well, little friend, what do you want to do in my shop?" She squatted down and spoke in a gentle tone.

At the same time, I also want to see what the little boy hidden under the cloak looks like.

It must be cute!!

Then she saw that the little face under the cloak seemed to have turned red.

Marjorie felt her heart melt.

As if noticing her gaze, the little boy wrapped in a cloak turned his head and covered his face.

“…I, I want to sell something.” She heard the boy’s childish voice muffled.

Although Marjorie wanted to scream excitedly, she thought that if she screamed, the neighbors might come to her door with controlled knives, so she held back and did not make a sound.

"What do you want to sell?" Marjorie asked curiously.

Generally, children whose fathers or mothers are adventurers will follow suit when they see their fathers or mothers coming in with things and then going out with a bag of Mora.

Before, she met a little boy who wanted to sell his toy car for some money. Marjorie asked him to tell a story, and the boy stammered that the toy car was given to him by his father. He had been reluctant to part with it since his father disappeared, and now that his father was back, he wanted to buy a gift for his father to welcome him home.

When she heard that, she bought the toy car, which should have been worth only about 10,000 Mora, for 20,000 Mora.

What a child with a childlike innocence... Marjorie sighed in her heart.

of course there are exceptions.

For example, a few days ago, a little blonde girl wearing a red hat wanted to sell bombs, but before Marjorie could even open her mouth, she was captured by the chief alchemist of the Knights...

Ahem, this cute little boy who blushes in front of me should be the former case.

I wonder if it will be a toy car, a toy sword, or a rag doll or something?

As she was daydreaming, Marjorie saw the little boy take out a golden feather pen from his cloak. It was exquisitely carved and had gorgeous tail feathers. It looked like a feather pen used by the upper class...

Marjorie: “…”

She blinked, making sure she wasn't mistaken, then became confused.

Oh my Lord Barbatos! Could it be that some kid stole the family heirloom and sold it? ! !

"...Little boy, this thing is very valuable. I can't just accept it..." She tried to explain, "This shouldn't be yours, right? Is it your parents'?"

Then the little boy shook his head and said, "No, sister, this is mine. I have a lot of things like this in my room."

Marjorie was shocked.

Didn't they say that the old Mondstadt nobles had perished?! Where did this kid come from?!

"And... I probably won't be able to see my parents anymore..." the child added in a low voice.

Marjorie: “…”

I don't know why I suddenly wanted to slap myself twice.

"…your parents are…" she thought about how to express it, "…have they turned into stars in the sky?"

The boy shook his head.

Marjorie breathed a sigh of relief.

Phew, it’s good that he didn’t die, maybe he just left temporarily…

“…My mother and I are no longer in the same world.” The boy added slowly.

Marjorie: “…”

My, this, mouth!!!

She forced a smile and said, "…I'm sorry, little friend, your feather pen is too valuable. I dare not accept it easily."

After she finished speaking, the boy lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Then he said sullenly: "...Okay, sorry to bother you, sister."

Looking at the boy's disappointed back as he turned away, Marjorie felt her conscience ache.

If you keep an expensive feather pen, you can definitely sell it later, and most rich people like it.

This little guy might be the offspring of some big businessman. If his family really thinks it is valuable, they would not let a little kid get it easily.

So when the boy was about to step out of the store, she hurriedly shouted:

“…I’ll take the two million Mora!”

The boy was stunned for a moment.

Then he turned his head and repeated excitedly: "Two million?"

Before Marjorie could respond, she saw the boy's hood fall off because he turned so violently.

White curly hair, blue eyes.

Marjorie was startled, then quickly picked up the newspaper on the counter and took a look.

Then her eyes widened.

“——Your Majesty Saint Samuel?!!”