Free Web NovelChapter 387: Chapter 389: Do You Think You’re Barbatos?
Genshin Impact: I’m The Envoy of Snezhnaya
Chapter 389: Do You Think You’re Barbatos?
No matter what Diluc and the others thought, Bai Luo—who had just been mistaken for the Anemo Archon—had already returned to the Goth Grand Hotel with Jianna.
Dvalin’s appearance had put the place on high alert.
After all, the Knights of Favonius had never been fond of them—there was no way they would offer protection at a time like this.
Although Anastasia had been trying to obtain permission from Jean to station Fatui troops in Mondstadt to fight Stormterror, the truth was that, with the Fatui’s current forces in Mondstadt, going head-to-head with Dvalin would still be difficult.
If it weren’t for the backing of two Harbingers—the Ausbilder and the Fair Lady—she wouldn’t have dared to make such a request.
Jianna had little knowledge of Mondstadt, but during her time working here, she had inevitably come into contact with local residents.
And through those interactions, one name had left a deep impression on her:
Barbatos.
Bards sang of him, believers praised him, and even foreigners occasionally spoke of the god who had entrusted all his power to his people.
But now...
She had heard it with her own ears—the dragon her superior called Stormterror had addressed her Lord Harbinger as Barbatos.
Her already not-so-bright mind became even more confused.
How did her boss suddenly become a god?
"So-called Barbatos is really just a guy who does nothing all day and only knows how to slack off."
Perhaps noticing her confusion, Bai Luo casually explained.
But his explanation only made things worse—Jianna’s expression became even stranger.
"Don’t look at me like that. I actually do work, you know." Bai Luo said righteously.
Just look at what he had done since arriving in Mondstadt:
Petting Diona, teasing Diluc, drinking, "training" Jianna, bringing warmth to his colleagues...
Looking at it this way, he had indeed done quite a lot of "serious work."
Yes.
At the very least, this time he hadn’t disappeared, and he showed up every day at the Goth Grand Hotel—acting as the embassy—for attendance.
After escorting Jianna back to her room, Bai Luo returned alone to his own and took out the sample he had obtained from Dvalin, beginning his research.
This coagulated mass of toxic blood emitted a deep purple glow, resembling some kind of radioactive material.
Unfortunately, the Doctor had already abandoned Mondstadt, and the equipment here had been destroyed when the previous diplomatic envoy left—burned along with everything else in a burst of black fire by Collei using the power of Archon residue.
Otherwise, he might have been able to study it further and develop something new.
In the days that followed, just as Diluc had predicted, the injured Dvalin did not return toward Mondstadt.
Was it because he was heartbroken after being struck by "Barbatos"? Or was it something else?
No one knew.
However, the Knights of Favonius did not relax in the slightest.
Instead, they became even more vigilant toward the Fatui than before.
They even abandoned their previous laissez-faire attitude and began, both openly and secretly, to weaken the Fatui’s influence in the city.
The Fair Lady’s plan to seize Mondstadt was also called off.
Her explanation was that negotiations with the Lawrence Clan had failed, and related matters would be postponed.
But in Bai Luo’s view, she simply wasn’t in the mood to pursue it for the time being.
Not all members of the Lawrence Clan were fools. After seeing the Fair Lady’s stance, they finally began to back down.
Because they knew that without any military force of their own, reclaiming Mondstadt would be impossible without the help of these "barbarians"—the Fatui. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
So, abandoning their previous plan to sit back and reap the benefits, they proposed a deal:
If the Fatui were willing to help them restore their former glory, they would assist in investigating Mondstadt’s defensive layout.
Everything was unfolding just as Bai Luo remembered.
Until one day, a special guest arrived at the Goth Grand Hotel.
"Go, go, go! This place has already been booked by the Fatui! If you want to perform, go to Angel’s Share instead!"
Looking at the young bard in front of him, Luke impatiently waved him off, as if shooing away a squirrel.
He had seen plenty of people like this—those who were trying to sneak into the embassy to stir up trouble.
"Oh? Perhaps my songs might interest your Lord Harbinger?"
The young bard plucked the strings of his lyre, unfazed by Luke’s attempt to drive him away.
Then again, as a bard who looked underage, he had probably been chased out of taverns countless times.
Compared to the grumpy bartenders, Luke’s attitude was actually quite mild.
"Oh? You want to see the Lord Harbinger? Do you think he’s someone you can just meet whenever you want?"
Instead of getting angry, Luke laughed.
As the most steadfast "guardian" of the Goth Grand Hotel—basically the doorman—he was one of the Fatui in Mondstadt who had the most frequent encounters with the Lord Harbinger.
Even so, he had never built any real connection with him.
And now this mere bard wanted to meet the Lord Harbinger? Who did he think he was—Barbatos?
"Ehe~ What if he does want to see me?"
The bard raised his head, looking toward one of the upper floors, a subtle smile on his face.
If the person upstairs wasn’t deaf, he should have already heard the music.
"Still not giving up, huh? If Lord Harbinger really wants to see you, I’ll eat this chair on the spot!"
Seeing the bard’s persistence, Luke pointed disdainfully at the chair he had been sitting on.
He had seen plenty of liars like this. There was no way the Lord Harbinger would—
Creak—
A window on one of the upper floors of the Goth Grand Hotel was pushed open, and Bai Luo leaned out.
"Let the bard come in."
"..."
Staring at the now-closed window, Luke stood there frozen for nearly half a minute.
For a brief moment, he had the strange feeling that the Harbinger hadn’t let the bard in because he was interested in him, but simply because he wanted to see him eat the chair.
And just as that thought crossed his mind, Bai Luo opened the window again and tossed down a small bottle.
Luke caught it, and only then did Bai Luo’s voice drift down lazily.
"Use it sparingly."
Looking at the closed window, then at the bottle in his hand, Luke hesitated before unscrewing it.
The smell that came out made him sneeze violently.
"Pepper?!"
"Careful not to choke~"
With Bai Luo’s permission granted, the bard waved at Luke with a smile and walked into the Goth Grand Hotel.
As for Luke...
He looked at the chair with a sorrowful expression.
To eat, or not to eat—that was the question.
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