Genshin Impact: Pool Character, Nirvana of the Demon God

(Missing character, to be added later)

After leaving Aru Village, Ying and Paimon found Rahman and Elhesen having a secret talk in a secluded corner.

The lingering shadows of the trees fell upon the two, adding a touch of solemnity to this secret meeting.

"...The plan is feasible. I'll go and deploy it right away." Rahman nodded in agreement after a moment's thought, then turned and left, his cloak leaving a shallow trail in the sand.

"Elheisen!" Paimon's crisp voice broke the brief silence, and two light figures emerged from the shadows.

The scholar turned around, his silver-gray hair fluttering gently in the breeze.

"Have the farewell ceremonies been completed?" His tone was calm, as if he had expected their arrival—after all, this was one of the tasks he had assigned to Ying.

Paimon nodded vigorously. "I heard that Candice also specifically told you to be careful?"

Al-Hysen nodded slightly: That's true. But I think it's necessary to emphasize it again.

His gaze sharpened: the next move was no child's play. Without a do-or-die determination, we wouldn't even take the first step.

After saying that, he looked directly at Ying: Are you mentally prepared for this?

"I completely understand!" Ying replied decisively.

Paimon tilted his head in confusion: "Huh? Shouldn't we be saying something inspiring at a time like this?"

"Didn't you already say those morale-boosting words?" Elhesen retorted, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Morale is very important! Extremely important! Paimon was so anxious in the air that he kept stamping his feet.

The scholar calmly explained: "Candice was responsible for being gentle, while I was responsible for making everyone face reality. Just like some people are in charge of logistics while others are on the front lines, isn't it good that everyone does their job?"

This time, Paimon did not refute, but floated up to Alhesen and looked him over carefully: Speaking of charging into battle... you don't look like an ordinary soldier.

Compared to mercenary groups, that's certainly true. Elhesen crossed his arms, as if stating something commonplace: "I'm just a frail academic."

Hmm... if Elhesen didn't have that muscular physique, his self-assessment would be quite accurate.

Unfortunately, that physique of the gilded troupe, stronger than anyone else honed through years of hardship and dangerous living, made Elhesen's words seem...

It's not convincing at all.

"But the good thing is that, precisely because I'm not a mercenary, I can stand in a safe position and strategize like this."

He continued: "In short, inspiring people is neither my job nor my forte. Let's get straight to the point instead of empty talk."

El-Hysen's gaze swept over the two of them: "I'm going to inspect some work results next, and I need you to come with me."

"So, come with me."

Seeing that Elhesen was adamant, Paimon stopped insisting and asked instead: Where are we going?

The Gilded Brigade's stronghold. Elhesen's voice was soft, yet it made the surrounding air freeze.

[The academics who wrote "Weak and Unyielding".]

Let's redefine what "gentle and weak" means.

It's hard to imagine that those muscles, capable of rivaling a fighter, were developed by sitting in a library.

[A must-see iconic scene.]