A classic scene unfolded.
Kaeya, who had heard the commotion while inside the house, appeared at the mouth of the alley at some point.
Although his clothes were somewhat disheveled, such factors couldn’t suppress his aura of justice.
Kaeya’s face showed anger as he roared, “What are you two doing!
You bastards, stop it!
That’s just a child!” The burly man ignored Kaeya.
With a ‘boom,’ Venti was slammed hard onto the ground by the man, causing quite a few stone slabs to shatter.
Afterward, the man even spat on Venti.
“Hmph, pathetic.” The Fair Lady didn’t even turn around, simply uttering gracefully, “Pin him down.” Two Fatui Agents suddenly emerged from the shadows, swinging their blades at Kaeya.
Kaeya easily dodged the two incoming sharp blades.
Kaeya fought with the two burly men wielding large blades; subsequently, Kaeya was defeated.
Then Kaeya sprang up and fought the burly men again; Kaeya was still defeated and was restrained by the two.
The two Fatui Agents pinned Kaeya firmly to the ground; Kaeya struggled desperately but could not move.
But Kaeya’s mouth wasn’t sealed.
“Damn it, you’re the Fatui.
What on earth are you trying to do!” “Hehehe, our Lord Anemo Archon has fallen so far as to rely on such a weak subject for rescue~.
Is this all the power that remains of the Anemo Archon who abandoned his rule over Mondstadt?
Even when his own life and the lives of his people are threatened, he acts like a drunkard, unable to even resist.” “Anemo Archon?
You said Anemo Archon…
how can that be?
You mean…
he is the Anemo Archon?” Kaeya was shocked; Kaeya was lost.
The Fair Lady walked over to Venti and stomped her high-heeled foot hard onto his face, the heel poking into Venti’s mouth.
“Mmph, mmph, mmph.” Venti’s mouth was still making nonsensical sounds.
The Fair Lady lost her patience.
She reached out, condensed elemental power, and then lunged her hand fiercely toward Venti’s heart.
With a loud boom, the ground beneath Venti was shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks spread out.
Seeing this, Kaeya shouted at the top of his lungs: “No!
Lord Anemo Archon!
What have you done?!
What have you done!” (PS: Does anyone still remember Kil’jaeden?) Kaeya struggled even harder, but under the suppression of the two well-trained Fatui Agents, he still couldn’t move.
The lady’s hand withdrew from Venti’s chest, now holding a chess-piece-like object surrounded by the anemo element.
“Ah…
so this is a Gnosis?
Hmph~, it’s far inferior to my own collection of ornate chess sets~.” “Hmph, that’s probably because your aesthetic taste, you bastard, is truly terrible.” Bloodshot veins faintly appeared in Kaeya’s eyes.
The Fair Lady finally turned around, walked over to Kaeya, gave a sneer, and then kicked Kaeya in the face.
Kaeya’s last thought before losing consciousness was, ‘Eh, it actually smells quite nice’.
“My Lady, how should we deal with these two?” The Fair Lady glanced at Venti.
“Forget it.
Anyway, the Gnosis is already in hand.
Let’s go before the Knights of Favonius arrive.” After saying that, The Fair Lady turned and left, her subordinates following close behind.
…
It was already night when Kaeya woke up again.
A passerby saw Kaeya sleeping by the roadside, walked over, crouched down, and patted Kaeya’s face (Huh?
Did he put on perfume?): “Master Kaeya, Master Kaeya?” Kaeya held his face and slowly stood up.
Seeing this, the passerby continued: “Master Kaeya, really now, you were already home but collapsed right at the door.
If word of this gets out, what will happen to your reputation as Mondstadt’s champion drinker?” “Anemo Archon…
Anemo Archon, right, where is the Anemo Archon?” “The Anemo Archon?
She’s at the Favonius Cathedral.
What’s wrong?
Are you going to pay your respects this late at night?
That’s not very appropriate.” Hearing this, Kaeya let out a long sigh of relief.
“The Anemo Archon is fine.
That’s great.” “What could possibly happen to the Anemo Archon?
Who could hurt her?
What are you talking about?” “Haha, as long as she’s fine, as long as she’s fine.” “Alright, Master Kaeya, if you’re going to sleep, go home and sleep.
It’s not good to catch a cold.
We’re getting older.
If we were still young, we could be like that young man over there and sleep anywhere—one bottle of good wine and you’re not afraid of anything.
But was your house hit by the disaster too?
The floor is all smashed up like this.
That kid is really something, being able to sleep through this.
He truly has the style of our younger days.” “Hmm??” Kaeya looked to the side and saw Venti still lying there, motionless.
Kaeya hurried forward, grabbed Venti’s shoulders, and shook him vigorously.
“Hey, don’t sleep!
Hey, you can’t die!
We can’t do without you!” Under Kaeya’s shaking, Venti finally had a reaction.
“Burp, ehe, ehe, wine…
I…
burp…
want to drink more wine.” “…” Kaeya checked Venti’s body and found not a single wound; there was only a hole in the chest of his clothes, and other places were just slightly dirty.
‘As expected of a deity…
after being beaten for so long, the result is only slightly dirty clothes’?
Kaeya let out another long sigh of relief.
The passerby on the side looked at Kaeya’s reaction with a strange expression.
“Master Kaeya, you really did drink too much, didn’t you?
Why don’t you go back and sleep?
As for this youth, if you like him, just take him home.
He’ll probably thank you when he wakes up tomorrow.” “Uh…” After thinking about it, Kaeya decided to take Venti home.
He couldn’t let the Anemo Archon sleep on the street, after all.
But what on earth was that person saying about the Anemo Archon being at the cathedral?
The one in front of me surely can’t be wrong; a Gnosis couldn’t be fake.
And the demon dragon…
can this drunkard deity really help us solve that?