Transmigrating to the world of Genshin Impact and becoming a big shot.

"The mystery will be solved soon, and I won't have to hide anything anymore!"

"I'm in a good mood," said Funina. As the moonlight faded, she quickly drifted off to sleep.

somewhere……

"Thank you for what happened to Linni."

A mature, sophisticated voice rang out, and Zhao Chuan's gaze was involuntarily drawn to the woman standing in front of him.

The woman was tall and slender, with a cool and aloof demeanor, exuding a unique chill.

"No need to be so polite. We're all from the same place, so it's only right that we help each other."

Zhao Chuan smiled slightly and waved his hand.

His tone was casual, but he was actually quite unsettled inside.

"Humph!"

"For the sake of this plan, I hope you will not get involved. The task the Queen has given you is simply to record it."

The woman gave a soft hum and then continued.

Her gaze was fixed on Zhao Chuan, her eyes flashing with a sharp, piercing intensity.

Zhao Chuan felt a chill run down his spine; he sensed the pressure emanating from the woman.

"Ha, no need to test me. Your eye technique is useless against me."

But he showed no fear whatsoever, and responded calmly, a hint of confidence flashing in his eyes.

However, when he actually looked into the woman's eyes, a sense of fear and panic welled up inside him.

He saw into the depths of her pupils, and behind her was a dazzling, blazing sun.

The blazing sun radiated intense heat, making his very soul tremble.

Zhao Chuan knew something was wrong and hurriedly activated his spiritual power to protect himself.

"Hmph, that's good. Let's go, it's late, get some rest."

After saying that, she slowly walked away in her high heels.

Zhao Chuan watched the servant leave and let out a soft snort.

Unfortunately, his uncooperative stomach started growling earlier than he did.

"Ugh, these past few days of cultivation have been exhausting; all the energy in my body is depleted."

Zhao Chuan clutched his stomach and removed his mask with one hand, saying...

Seeing that it was still early, Zhao Chuan decided to check which shops were open and grab something to eat.

Fontaine...

Zhao Chuan walked along the streets of Nabonne, humming a little tune.

Just then, several people walked up from the front of the street, and Zhao Chuan saw them clearly.

She's the young lady I met at the opera house before, her name is Navia.

Zhao Chuan thought to himself, then put on the mask. As his face shape and hair color changed, Zhao Chuan transformed into the eighth seat of the Fatui Executive, "Boy".

"Young Miss, there are people ahead."

Myles, standing beside Navia, offered a reminder.

"Hmm, it's getting late, why are there still people here?"

Navia waved her hand and said, still thinking about the hotel. Before Navia's servant could speak, he bumped into Zhao Chuan's neck.

"oops."

With a sharp pain, Navia looked up in confusion and saw the smiling boy.

"We meet again, Miss. Are you alright? What are you thinking about? You're not even watching where you're going."

The boy said with a smile.

"I'm fine, I'm fine."

After saying that, she took several steps back and stopped, her face turning bright red. Just as she stepped out of the boy's embrace, she touched his abdomen, which seemed a little hard.

"Oh, what's going on here?"

The boy noticed that the girl in front of him was actually shy and didn't dare to look at him.

"Yes, we just got back from having dinner with the travelers."

Meller helped Navia up and said calmly.

"Then I think your young lady seems to have something on her mind."

The boy looked at Navia, who had her back to him, and said.

"No, no, I was just thinking that Paimon mentioned during dinner that the drink tasted a bit strange."

Navia gently patted her cheeks, trying to hide her embarrassment, and turned her gaze to the boy.

"Strange?"

The boy stared at Navia's thoughtful expression with a puzzled look on his face.

"Yes, Fengda only tastes sweet, it can't possibly be salty, and the color of that drink is wrong too."

Navia tried hard to recall the scene of the meal and began to deduce the reasoning.

"Salty taste! Seawater! Someone has poisoned you!"

The boy suddenly realized and clapped his hands, saying...

"I just won the lawsuit against Ying, and they're going to retaliate against me!"

Navia was so surprised she couldn't close her mouth, muttering to herself in disbelief.

She couldn't imagine what kind of lifeless pool of water awaited her if she had drunk that cup of Fontainebleau.

"If he used the Primal Sea of ​​the Universe to deal with you, what would he use to deal with Ying, who is not a Fontaine?"

The boy said thoughtfully.

"Oh no! Ying has gone to find the Water God! She's in danger!"

Navia appeared flustered and hurried forward.

"Sigh, I'll take you there. It's too late for you to take the patrol boat now."

The boy hurriedly called out to her.

How will you bring it?

Navia was puzzled.

"As an executive officer, it's not normal to have certain skills."

The boy said with a smile.

"Okay, let's see how you take care of it."

Navia curiously leaned closer and said.

The boy slowly shook his head, remaining silent. He silently summoned a gleaming sword, then casually tossed it to the ground.

Then, he softly recited a mysterious incantation, and the sword began to expand at an astonishing speed, becoming as large as a railroad ship in the blink of an eye.

The incredible sight before her eyes made Navia's eyes widen, her heart filled with disbelief, astonishment, and shock.

The young man leaped gracefully onto the massive sword, then turned his head, his gaze falling on Navia and the others who were still standing there in the same spot.

"What are you waiting for? Come on up!"

The boy shouted loudly.

Navia hesitated for a moment, but finally mustered up the courage to step onto the enormous iron sword.

However, when she actually stood on it, a wave of fear washed over her.

"How...how are we supposed to get across?"

She couldn't help but ask in a trembling voice.

"Pfft, if you're scared, Miss, please sit down. Um... please, gentlemen, also sit down. We're off."

The boy formed a hand seal, creating a barrier around the greatsword beneath him. He then controlled the greatsword to slowly rise into the air and fly towards the opera house.

"My God, is this what they call flying on a sword in novels? We're not going to fall, are we?"

Navia asked with a puzzled look, looking around with great curiosity.

"No, I formed a shield to reduce air resistance."

The boy explained.

Soon we arrived at the opera house fountain. From a distance, we could see a dark mass of sheet metal machines marching in unison, surging towards the fountain square like a tide.

In the center of the fountain square, a small flying object was shouting for help at the top of its lungs, while occasionally shaking the girl lying on the ground.

"Look! There's definitely danger! Quick, go down and check on her! Ying seems to have fainted!"

Navia clenched her fists tightly, and her once beautiful face was now shrouded in gloom.

"Hmm... judging from this, they clearly intend to kill us to silence us!"

Anger flashed in the boy's eyes as he watched helplessly as his beloved was in danger, his heart filled with a mixture of anxiety and frustration.

In the blink of an eye, the boy made a decisive move and led Navia and her group to land quickly on the ground.

As soon as they landed, everyone saw Navia and the others pull out all sorts of weapons, preparing to deal with the impending crisis.

However, the boy reached out and stopped them.

"You don't need to worry, just protect Ying. Leave this to me."

The boy spoke without turning his head, his voice revealing determination and confidence.

Despite the burning anger within him, he managed to force a smile through his teeth, sending a reassuring signal to his companions behind him.

Immediately afterwards, he clasped his hands together, whispered a few incantations, and instantly, a tiger-eating fish knife gleaming with a cold light appeared in his hand.

At that very moment, the metal machine in front of the boy suddenly launched an attack! Countless bullets, like a torrential downpour, carrying the strong smell of gunpowder, rushed toward him in a deluge!

However, faced with such a fierce attack, the young man showed no sign of retreating! Without moving, he suddenly swung his longsword, a seemingly casual strike that contained boundless power! Before Navia and Paimon could react, this astonishing strike cleaved through the void, creating a deep, dark rift! All the incoming bullets, as if drawn by an invisible force, surged into the crack and vanished without a trace!

"Is this the power of an executive officer? It's terrifying."

Paimon covered his mouth, exclaiming in shock.

As the crack slowly closed, the boy slightly raised his hand and forcefully threw the long sword in his hand.

His movements were fluid and natural, as if the toss was just a casual gesture, yet it contained boundless power and majesty.

Immediately afterwards, the boy crossed his arms in front of his chest, and a raging flame ignited from his arms.

In the blink of an eye, another flame coiled up like a fire dragon, echoing the previous flame.

At this moment, the boy's arms were enveloped in two balls of flame, as dazzling as torches.

At the same time, the long sword in the air also burst into flames.

Under the dazzling red light, the longsword instantly multiplied into countless clones, like red starlight falling to earth, dazzling and mesmerizing.

The boy stood tall, his gaze fixed firmly on the killing machines in the distance.

His eyes revealed a resolute and courageous look, as if these killing machines were merely insignificant obstacles in front of him.

Guided by the boy, the flames in the sky shot forward like meteors, carrying unparalleled power as they hurtled straight toward their target.

In an instant, sparks flew and explosions resounded through the sky. Huge mushroom clouds rose one after another, as if to engulf the entire world.

In this breathtaking scene, the boy appeared as if a war god had descended, his figure appearing even taller and more imposing in the firelight.

Just then, several crisp gunshots rang out from behind the pile of sheet metal machines.

The responsive robots all turned their heads and saw a woman dressed in black, wearing a top hat, with long flowing hair and a graceful figure, holding a black pistol and firing continuously at the head of the metal machine.

"Scan, alert... enemy."

As the robot repeatedly emitted sharp, piercing alarms, the other robots also came to their senses and immediately opened fire on the woman.

However, the woman merely hummed softly, then quickly put away her pistol, drew her longsword, and began to swing it into the air.

Her movements were light and graceful, the longsword in her hand seemed to float like clouds and mist, she wielded it with great ease and speed that was dazzling, leaving only blurry shadows.

Before the robots could even react, the woman had already brandished her longsword and charged into the swarm of metal robots with lightning speed.

Her speed was as fast as lightning, leaving behind trails of purple afterimages, like a venomous snake moving swiftly and winding its way through the crowd.

Her movements were agile and unpredictable, moving like a ghost among the machines. With each movement, she precisely avoided the robots' attacks, while simultaneously striking them down one by one with her longsword.

And just like that... the crisis was finally over.

"It's her, Claurind!"

The boy wondered why this girl was here; she shouldn't be in Fontaine or...

“Clorind, I should thank you for saving me just now, but before that, can you tell me why you are here?”

A ruthless glint flashed in Navia's eyes as she looked at the aloof woman before her.

"I... just thought you might be in some danger recently, so I followed you."

Clarind lowered her head in shame.

"I think, without my knowledge what 'following me' means, it should be considered stalking, right?"

Navia said without any mercy.