“I heard that Fontaine has been very turbulent recently,” The Knave, who had just returned from Snezhnaya, picked up the teacup in front of her, took a sip of black tea, gave Lynette a look of praise, and said, “Our dear Hydro Archon seems to have done something extraordinary.”
“She solved the Case of the Missing Girls, Father,” Lyney replied upon hearing this, “And in a way we never imagined.”
“Specifically?” The Knave was a bit curious upon hearing this.
She really didn’t know what had happened; there hadn’t been any news while she was in Snezhnaya, but she had sensed the change in atmosphere as soon as she arrived in Fontaine.
“To clear up the Case of the Missing Girls, Lady Furina used her divine power to create a clone of herself.
Then, that clone followed the clues from Fontaine all the way to Snezhnaya, and then back again, finally capturing the culprit in an underwater ruin.”
As Lyney said this, he looked at The Knave.
Seeing that she made no move, he continued, “According to the intelligence we gathered, the person captured is named Marcel, the president of a chamber of commerce.”
“But that is a fake identity.
His real name is Vacher, from Snezhnaya…”
The Knave frowned upon hearing this, “And then?”
“There is no ‘and then,’ Father,” Lyney spread his hands, “The official who provided intelligence to the House of the Hearth was arrested, and we were almost implicated.”
“And we dare not contact the others.
Now, the whole of Fontaine is making mass arrests.
More than half of the people we had contact with are in prison, and the rest are terrified every day.”
Lyney shook his head, “If I continue to contact these frightened birds, I’m afraid they will just sell us out to fawn over the Palais Mermonia.”
“Hmm, you did very well, Lyney,” The Knave patted Lyney on the shoulder upon hearing this, “Being able to withdraw immediately when things become untenable is very good.”
“It’s just that the Hydro Archon, who has been silent for many years, suddenly did such a big thing,” she frowned, “We must find a way to figure out the inside story.”
Lynette watched her finish the black tea in her cup and quietly stepped forward to pick up the teapot and refill it.
“Father, there is another point worth noting,” Lyney continued, “Lady Furina’s clone calls herself’Shadow,’ and her appearance is almost exactly the same as Lady Furina’s.
It can only be distinguished by the Vision she wears.”
“With such a conspicuous appearance, if she went to Snezhnaya, the House of the Hearth couldn’t have failed to notice.
The Vacher she spoke of changed his name in Snezhnaya, so the workload to investigate that wouldn’t be small, and without the cooperation of relevant personnel, it would be as difficult as ascending to heaven.”
“But we have never received any such intelligence.”
“It is indeed unusual,” The Knave also noticed this point, “I will have the people in Snezhnaya keep an eye out.
If it really can’t be found, but it can be confirmed during the trial that that Vacher is indeed from Snezhnaya…”
“Then it will be interesting,” she took a sip of black tea, “Is someone in Snezhnaya helping our mysterious Hydro Archon?”
“Lyney, can you get tickets for the day of the trial?”
“…It’s a bit difficult, Father,” Lyney smiled bitterly upon hearing this, “The whole of Fontaine is paying attention to this matter.
This is the first time the Hydro Archon has taken action personally in a hundred years, and the Case of the Missing Girls also carries enough weight in Fontaine.
To say it’s hard to get a ticket is an understatement.”
“Those officials who were friendly to us in the past are now either in the defendant’s seat or trembling with fear, terrified of becoming a defendant themselves.
Asking them to help get a ticket is really too difficult.”
To put it bluntly, the Fatui is a foreign organization after all.
Anything they want to do in Fontaine is basically done through underground transactions.
Although there is definitely an office on the surface, they certainly wouldn’t openly make friends with just anyone.
Then, this wave of strikes by the Hydro Archon has made the nobles and officials of Fontaine fear for their own safety, and underground transactions are no longer working.
Trying to grab tickets from so many Fontaine citizens…
“I’ll figure out a way,” The Knave knew this was a bit difficult for these children.
They were already excellent enough; the rest could be left to her.
“Alright, the business is done.
Lyney, Lynette, it’s time to talk about yourselves.
How have you been during this period?”
The environment of the House of the Hearth was as warm as ever.
And in Poisson, Navia found her old butler.
It might not seem tempting right now but who knows what the future holds?
“And If you’re enjoying it, drop a Power Stone for me!”