Mr. Zhongli, we can't slack off anymore!

Holy crap, an elemental reaction!

Blooming brilliantly!

Ahhhh! Violet, stop spraying water! Their grass seeds are about to burst into bloom!

Why did I choose a Geo elementalist? If I had known this would happen, I should have gone to Nata first and switched to a Fire elementalist, then used Vaporize on Navelet.

Write it down in your notebook! If it's not right, etch it into your very soul!

"I have a plan." The traveler dodged the blooming grass seeds and landed somewhat heavily beside Navelette.

"What?" He didn't stop his defensive actions.

Navigette, 500 years from now, would likely be able to easily defeat these people; it's too early for him to confront them now.

But is this all the strongest warrior in Fontaine is capable of?

They were indeed very skilled in combat and their teamwork was excellent, but even though they outnumbered us by half, they couldn't completely overwhelm me and Navelette in terms of strength.

After all, Villette is a water dragon; even a starved camel is bigger than a horse.

Old Deng, who doesn't have a penny in his pocket, spends more than I do.

Or rather... have I become stronger? In just a few days, I've already become a match for someone with the Eye of God?

During the normal battle, I didn't hold back; on the contrary, I provided shields for Navelette at the right time.

"What's wrong?" Navelette asked the traveler who hadn't spoken.

"No... I have a terrible idea. I'll pretend to be the main attacker while simultaneously attacking all four of them, providing you with the necessary defense. You can take the opportunity to kill the Grass Elemental Eye user first." The traveler whispered the plan to Navelette.

"Kill him...is that a bit...okay?" He hesitated for a moment, then agreed. His dragon horns and robes emitted a faint blue light, and his eyes sharpened.

Could he be plotting to kill him?

The traveler quickly stopped him: "It's not about killing him. 'Kill' is just one way of saying the word. Just beat him so badly he can't get up. Besides, you're making it too obvious that you're building up your strength; they'll figure out our intentions."

If we really kill the heroes of Fontainebleau, how will we ever have the face to return to Fontainebleau?

Here comes the scandal involving the Supreme Judge.

"As expected of Miss Traveler. However, your idea is excellent from a strategic point of view, but it's a bit unethical." His tone didn't sound like he was joking.

Navelette has absolutely no sense of humor, so of course she wouldn't joke around.

"Choose one: Melushin or Morality?" the traveler retorted defiantly.

Am I, an adult, really going to lose to a baby dragon that's not even a month old?

“There doesn’t seem to be any conflict between the two,” he replied seriously.

If we keep talking, this will never end.

"Listen to me!" The traveler forcefully seized the initiative.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." He's much more obedient when he's not given a choice.

It seems I've been too good to him. (The mother wipes away tears, no...)

The enemy did not allow their plan to succeed; a deluge of grass seeds rained down from the sky.

The traveler reaches out to forge a rock shield.

"No, there's not enough time! Get out of the way!" the traveler warned Vilette.

A powerful force was on the other side of the rock shield.

The heavy hammer shattered the rock shield, and the white-bearded old man's muscles stretched taut over his old clothes that depicted the vicissitudes of time.

This attack was aimed directly at the traveler.

A thought flashed through the traveler's mind: Could his intention be...?

"Never mind me, Violet!" Before the words were finished, a deep blue body enveloped the traveler.

"Stupid dragon..." The traveler closed his eyes in unbearable pain, clutching the clothes in front of him tightly with both hands.

The blow was heavy, or rather, too heavy; even if the traveler couldn't dodge it, he would only suffer some scratches.

Presumably, Tobado's target isn't the Traveler, but rather Navelette, who has the highest damage output.

The sound of the hammer shattering bones was terrifying.

"Ugh!" Vilette managed a low groan despite her best efforts to suppress it.

"It must hurt a lot..." Tears welled up in my eyes without me even realizing it.

If it weren't right in front of them, travelers might never have understood how deeply connected their feelings could be between teammates.

Tobado, the captain of the Shadow Hunters, did not stop and brought his hammer down on the two of them.

"Huh? This is..." Tobado's hammer actually hit the transparent wall.

The hammer was dented, but the unseen shield remained unharmed.

"So it turns out that human bodies are warm." He rested his head on the traveler's shoulder and murmured to himself.

"Are you out of your mind? C..." The traveler felt it was inappropriate to say such harsh words to a seriously injured person, so he swallowed the rest of his sentence.

"You lie here and wait for me." The traveler forced a smile, his fingertips tracing his flawless face.

When a person is extremely angry, they may appear very calm.

"I'll treat you after I've dealt with them. Okay?" The traveler's pupils turned golden.

The dazzling rock element is like sequins scattered across the sky at an awards ceremony; the outcome is still undecided, and it is too early to choose a winner.

But is the outcome still undecided?

“What… what kind of power is this? Could she be a demon god…” Meryl, holding a long spear, stood frozen in place. She was the scout of the entire squad, and her perception was the strongest in the squad.

"Such dazzling Geo element, without a Vision... Is she Morax?" Harlani speculated. He liked to consider the worst-case scenario first. Did Liyue already know about the disappearance of the Water God, and so they were taking advantage of this opportunity...?

“She’s not Morax. I’ve met the Geo Archon of Liyue. Could it be that we’ve been underestimated? She didn’t even use her full strength?” The calmest person present was Charles, his back soaked with cold sweat.

Without a doubt, the young lady did not intend to take their lives. Clearly, her actions had angered her, and she would likely show no mercy in the ensuing battle.

The traveler was unaware that his power had changed due to the impact.

The elements within her erupted.

"Retreat!" Tobal shouted, trying to wake the ordinary soldiers who were too terrified to move and whose souls had already left the scene.

Just as a horse recovered from its shock, it turned and galloped away, only to crash into a transparent wall.

Then one after another, the stunned soldiers and horses piled up into a small mountain in a short time.

"Our retreat has been cut off! When? Just now?" Even Tobal, the most experienced fighter, felt a sense of unease.

They probably encountered a demon god.

"Grandpa, I was planning to put you second, but it seems you can't wait any longer." The traveler approached step by step.

The transparent wall, which even Fontaine's strongest hammer could not scratch, was easily passed through by the traveler.

"Hmph, I'm sorry, Miss. The old man was a bit rough." Facing his formidable rival Tobal, he did not bow his head. His title—Shadow Hunter—represented the entire Fontaine and was the only honor he could never relinquish in his life.

What are the traveler's plans after taking down all four of them in one go?

"Huh?" The air behind her seemed to drop suddenly, and she subconsciously turned around to look.

There stood Navelette, her face grim, while the surrounding rivers and oceans surged and crashed against the sandy shore.

"My clothes are torn..."

The traveler had never seen Navelette like this before, and he was truly angry.