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The young master walked forward and looked at Kong who had fainted on the ground. He couldn't tell what he felt for a moment. No matter what happened this time, he had to consider that the guy lying on the ground owed him a favor, and he owed a favor to that little guy... ah, no, he owed a favor to that respectable warrior.

I don’t know how to repay this favor.

Before he could squat down to observe, he heard noisy footsteps mixed with a familiar voice.

It’s those guys from the Qianyan Army.

He took back the good words he had said to those guys before. Why didn't they come over just now? They came when the matter was almost over. The timing was really clever.

If we were really caught by then, Kong would still be lying next to us, and there would be a soldier who looked like a child... plus the land around us was full of cracks. If we were really caught, we wouldn't be able to explain ourselves to anyone, and maybe even our progress here would be hampered.

The young master's face turned dark, and he was immediately ready to carry Kong on his shoulders and run away, and call the respectable warrior to join him. He stretched out his hands, but before he could touch them, he subconsciously pulled back. This action made him stunned, and the bloody appearance of his hands was still vivid in his mind, but he soon stopped paying attention to it.

He carried the man on his back, regardless of whether there was anything wrong or not, just with the same energy as when they fought before. This kind of torture would definitely not hurt the man, but before leaving, he still had to get another person's opinion.

"Although there are many topics to talk about, I think it's best for us to leave now because some troublesome guys are chasing us."

Although the little knight was not quite sure what the trouble the other party was talking about, and he was not afraid of trouble, he finally nodded and turned into a pure black shadow and quickly followed the man. His speed was so fast that he ran ahead of the man several times.

Perhaps it was because he saw that the surrounding scenery was completely deserted that the young man stopped panting. He threw Kong to the ground cleanly and neatly, making a little noise. Although it was just a throw, at least the other party did not hit the ground headfirst. However, he was definitely covered in dust, although Kong himself was almost covered in mud.

After putting the man down, the young master didn't act pretentiously and sat down on the ground. Looking at the ghost who was wiping the bone nails with his head down, a desire for war burned in his eyes. He was eager to fight with the other party, even if there was a high possibility of losing miserably. But with the other party's exquisite control, he could definitely fight to his heart's content until he could not squeeze out any physical strength.

As for Kong, he had just checked and his breathing was stable. He was not dead but still alive. He was probably dizzy now because he had not rested enough. Once he had rested enough, he should get up.

But the young master didn't finally open his mouth to issue a challenge. His rationality that had revived overwhelmed his fighting spirit. Whether it was the loss of control and terrifying power that was not shown in Kong's information, or this little... great warrior of unknown origin, they were all worthy of his thorough investigation.

As for the little knight, after wiping the bone nails, he sat on the stone, holding his chin, staring at the sky with his round pupils without blinking.

It was waiting for the other party to wake up, and was nervously preparing the words of its apology, because this matter originated entirely from it, and it had to bear the unshirkable responsibility for this matter, even if the matter was resolved perfectly in the end.

How to apologize

The young knight held the sign in front of the man and looked at him with a sincere look.

The other party is also a human being, so he should know how to apologize sincerely, right?

The young master looked at this incoherent speech and didn't react for a while, but he soon thought of something. He pointed at Kong who was still lying on the ground and asked with a slightly puzzled tone.

"Is it because of his loss of control?"

The Knight nodded.

The young master looked down at the man and fell into deep thought.

"The main reason is that I don't know him very well."

After thinking for a long time, the other party spoke in a calm tone. He suddenly remembered the lady's evaluation of Kong, that he was too kind, nosy, and of average ability.

If it weren't for this evaluation, he wouldn't have sought out the other party, let alone been injured so badly the first time they met. Although he had already greeted the lady thoroughly in his heart, when he thought of this, the young man still couldn't help revealing an extremely dangerous smile.

However, he was also very clear that the other party had no need to lie to him, so he could only say that this out-of-control situation was an accident, and he could only swallow this loss, because if he blamed the lady, he would only be ridiculed by the other party.

"But normally, as long as you explain the situation to him in detail and apologize sincerely, there shouldn't be any problems."

The young knight nodded again and turned his attention back to Kong. The young master observed him for a while, and perhaps because he could no longer contain his curiosity, he spoke.

"You two are friends, right?"

The Knight nodded.

"You don't look very human."

The Knight still nodded.

"You came here just to save him?"

The Knight continued to nod.

"I'm very grateful that you saved me. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been able to walk out of there alive. I know it was just a matter of convenience for you, and your main purpose was to save your friends, but no matter what, you did save me, so I should have repaid you instead of making unreasonable demands. However, I still want to have a great battle with you, even if I lose."

The young knight looked at the man and nodded without hesitation.

164 A battle without any suspense

The wind blew through the treetops, making a rustling sound.

The young man stood under the tree and stretched his wrists. He was still a little disheveled. His neat clothes had long since turned into a crisp T-shirt, most of which were still torn. His brown hair was also covered with mud. Only his blue eyes were as clear as ever, burning with a raging fighting spirit.

Thanks to the opponent's exclusive treatment method, he felt that his condition was better than ever. It was a pity that his exclusive weapon had been shattered in the previous battle, so he could only use Thunder to barely put it together.

This situation makes him feel regretful.

The little knight held the bone nail, raised his head, and his cloak was blown by the wind. He looked at people without moving.

In fact, the young master had always been curious about one thing: what kind of power did the other party use? The essence he saw in that dark roar was somewhat similar to the method used by the previously uncontrolled space-time, but it was more pure.

But except for that one time, all the techniques used by the opponent were just some ordinary fighting methods. It was just that the techniques were too sophisticated and the grasp of the timing of the battle was unprecedented in his mind. Kong, who he had thought was particularly difficult to deal with before, was like a child learning to walk in front of the opponent.

Water elements condensed in his bow, and he tentatively loosened his grip. The arrow flew very fast, but the opponent stood calmly in place without moving until the arrow was close at hand. In an instant, the opponent turned into a black shadow and passed through the flowing arrow.

The opponent was full of boundless momentum and was almost right in front of him in an instant, which made him more and more nervous. He knew that the opponent would not kill him, and he might not even be injured.

But he just felt inexplicably afraid. It was the absolute suppression of a hunter over his prey. The opponent's cold and unwavering emotions in the battle even made him have some illusions. He knew that the opponent's weapon was stained with blood because his hands were also stained with it. Even though he had tried his best to restrain himself, fighting and game itself were accompanied by blood and death.

But at this moment, when he looked at the other party, it was as if he saw a pile of corpses that Liyue Harbor could not accommodate. Resting, killing, resting, killing again, slaughtering everyone within sight, and the other party did not even look at the corpses, but just regarded all this as something commonplace.

This illusion almost frightened him. The Demon King's armor covered him almost in an instant. He looked at the other's cold mask and quickly took two steps back. The other's weapon was swung almost at the same time, brushing past her head.

Bows and arrows won't do much at such a close distance.

He decisively put down his bow and grabbed the double swords made of lightning, hoping to take advantage of the opponent's attack and gain an advantage.

But no, the other party once again turned into a black shadow and passed through his body. At this moment, it seemed as if a cold air was flowing through his veins, but now was not the time to shiver.

He perked up a bit, turned around, and Thunder's double swords happened to block the opponent's attacking bone nails. After the attack failed, the opponent retreated without any reluctance, looking for the opportunity to attack again.

The little knight's eyes lit up. The crisp sound when the weapons of both sides were swung together was something he had never heard before. He found it interesting and deliberately slowed down the pace of attack, wanting to hear the crisp sound a few more times.

In the young master's opinion, the opponent might be tired of his weakness and it was not worth the other party's effort to take him seriously. This understanding made him feel a little frustrated, but this was also a rare opportunity. He was not using Thunder, but only using double swords to attack or parry. It would be a pity to miss such a good training opportunity.

Although I thought so, there was still a sense of unwillingness in my heart, even if I could only find a slight flaw.

But some things cannot be accomplished with just perseverance. Even if the young master keeps learning and improving, his attacks become faster and faster, and he seizes the opportunity more and more accurately, the more this happens, the more desperate people feel.

After repeated failures, he even developed a vague illusion, always feeling that the opponent could read all his thoughts, his attack, his defense, his retreat, and that every blow of the opponent was just right, without a trace of delay or waste, and every time he could get ahead of him and block his attack rhythm.

He felt like a puppet that was seen through by the other party, and his every move was the result of the other party's deliberate guidance.

He tried to swing his weapon again, but this time the lightning blade completely shattered after colliding with the opponent's bone nails. He was so weak that he had no strength left. He knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.

His strength was not unlimited, but in this battle, he was completely suppressed by the opponent and could not think of anything else, so he ignored his own condition. Now it was difficult for him to even move.

Later he simply lay down on the grass and had a good rest.

The little knight pragmatically sat back next to Sora and watched carefully. He was very satisfied with the fight, at least he particularly liked the crisp sound of the collision.

The young knight has already planned to go find the Godseeker who is always long-winded and his words are full of useless compliments every time they meet.

It wanted to ask how those statues were made, and how those statues in the dream temple were built. Then it could considerately make a statue for the other party and visit them whenever it wanted. It just didn't know whether the two worlds could communicate with each other.

It subconsciously glanced at the young man lying on the ground, nodded slightly, and confirmed its plan.

The young master shuddered subconsciously, he felt that something was staring at him.

Although today's experience was so terrible that he didn't want to say a word, he couldn't suppress the doubts in his heart, for example, he staggered to his feet again.

Looking at the little knight standing cross-legged beside Sora, he dispelled the terrible images in his mind. Such a cute performance made it impossible for him to imagine the other party being a murderer and cold-blooded.

"You're not from here, are you?"

The young master was very sure that he was definitely not from the continent of Teyvat, and perhaps he had come from far away across the ocean. After all, with the other party's strength, it was impossible for him to be unknown, and he did not seem like the kind of person who would deliberately hide himself.

The little knight nodded. It was indeed not from this world. Anyway, as long as the chat group did not reveal its existence and function, it would not matter.

The young master was about to say something when he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something, that little guy who had been floating in the sky beside Kong.

Paimon, who had been forgotten at this moment, was surrounded by Qianyan and looked like he was about to cry.

"Traveler! Where are you?"

165 The world where only the young master is hurt is achieved

Dim light filtered in, Kong opened his eyes sleepily, yawned, and subconsciously turned over. The soft and comfortable touch beneath him made him reluctant to leave. After all, during most of the journeys, they had to sleep in the wilderness without any choice, so naturally, they were particularly attached to the few warmth they had.

Perhaps because it had been raining a lot in the past few days and the air was a little humid, he put his hand on the quilt which was slightly slipping, pulled it, and covered it tightly.

Just as he was immersed in this warm atmosphere and fell asleep again, he realized that something was wrong. He shuddered all over and immediately sat up, looking around in a daze.

The last memory before he woke up was before he completely lost control. He really didn't remember what happened when he lost control, but he recalled a memory that he had lost.

But a little guy who suddenly bumped into his arms disrupted his memory. The attacker was Paimon.

Feeling the pain in his abdomen and the soft touch of his hand, Kong sighed. He looked helplessly at Paimon who was sobbing in his arms, and then smiled and comforted him.

"It's okay, it's okay."

He threw back the quilt and stood up. Before he could get out of bed, he saw a man in Qianyan Army uniform sitting in front of him kindly. This scene made him a little uncomfortable. The opponent who was on the verge of a fight before now looked at him with a caring expression. After watching for a long time, he almost got goosebumps all over his body.

"Don't worry, this is Liyue Harbor, the Liyue Harbor of the Liyue people. Don't worry about that guy's threats."

"what?"

As soon as the other party spoke, he was confused.

He is currently in Liyue Harbor, the headquarters of the Thousand Winds Army. As for why he is here after being taken around by the Childe and the Little Knight, that is something that can be explained.

But to put it simply, it only takes one sentence.

Just when the young master was about to turn around to see where the little guy had gone, he was caught by the little guy who was leading the Qianyan Army towards him.

The young man, who already had little strength, was caught on the spot and then handcuffed.

There are three reasons:

One is to thoroughly investigate all suspects involved in Morax's death.

Secondly, the scene of his fight with Kong before that was too horrific and needed to be questioned.

The third reason is suspected attacks on innocent people and child trafficking.

The first two were fine, but the third one was obviously intolerable to anyone, so much so that the Fatui negotiated for two days but to no avail. However, it is possible that Liyue Harbor was taking advantage of this matter, especially recently because of the death of Morax, and everyone's nerves were so tense that they almost broke at the slightest touch.

The appearance of the young master at this time undoubtedly put him at the center of the storm.

As for the little knight, it actually couldn't quite understand what was happening at the scene, because the humans in uniform treated it with a kind, even somewhat worried attitude, politely invited it to leave, and brought it a lot of delicious food.

At most, he asked some questions. Although the other party could not understand it very well, the little knight still followed his inner thoughts and answered the other party's questions.

What? You thought the young master didn't try to argue? Oh, no, did he try to explain? But the little knight was really straightforward, completely unresponsive, and his words were short, so it was natural that misunderstandings would occur.

Young Master: He and I are friends. I didn’t kidnap children. I really didn’t kidnap children. It’s impossible for me to do such a thing!

Ghost: [Yes] [Only one day]

Although the young knight admitted that they were friends at the time, he didn't know their names when asked. He then asked again, saying they had only known each other for a day. In Qianyan's eyes, this was a naked deception and kidnapping.

Then ask the knight's family what's going on and why he came here alone.

Ghost: [No][Come to find a friend]

Although strictly speaking, the White King and Pure are more or less its relatives, it did not think so much about it at the time.

Many people in the interrogation room burst into tears, thinking that it was so difficult for such a cute and polite child to live such a hard life.

Soon, everyone imagined the little knight as a man whose parents had both died, and who traveled thousands of miles to seek refuge with his friend with the last relic given to him by his family - a bone nail. This was a highly individualistic and magical plot.

Then the young master looked desperate when he saw that everyone gave him a scumbag look. He called the little boy and took the little knight away, intending to take the poor little guy to eat something good and buy some new clothes.

Of course it's not that he can't run away, but the guards here are lax and they are probably waiting for him to run away. If he really runs away, the Fatui will probably be wiped out by the Thousand Rocks without even any explanation.

So he could only wait here obediently until Kong woke up.

Just as he was looking at Kong expectantly, Kong looked at him blankly.

"Excuse me, who are you? Have we met before?"

There was no falsehood in what he said, because when the other party appeared, he was already in a state of dizziness and headache. When the other party carried her up and ran, he had completely lost consciousness, so naturally he would not have any impression.

Paimon fell to the side and took a sip.

"Oh, traveler, have you forgotten? It was this man who took you away after you fainted. He's a member of the Fatui, a very dangerous person!"