“Done…” Stelle casually tossed her bat, and it vanished midair.
There were no enemies left before her, only the ruins of the two watchtowers.
This was one of the peculiar traits of Hilichurls.
After death, their bodies would mysteriously disappear.
Only their shattered masks would remain behind.
In that sense, they were quite similar to the Antimatter Legion—once dead, they completely dissipated.
Naturally, Stelle pocketed everything that had dropped on the ground.
It might not sell for much, but even a mosquito’s leg was still meat.
For someone short on money like her, every opportunity to earn had to be seized.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Stelle prepared to head back, feeling quite satisfied.
It wasn’t too late yet.
Once she collected the commission reward, she could head to the Cat’s Tail to settle her previous tab, and maybe ask Diona to mix her a drink while she was at it…
“Hmm?” Just as Stelle turned around, she saw a purple figure standing on the path she had to take to return.
The woman’s complexion was somewhat pale, with dark circles under her eyes, giving her a rather listless appearance.
However, what caught Stelle’s attention the most was her figure.
From the soft fullness of her chest to the exposed curve of her hips and the shapely thighs framed by purple fishnet pantyhose, every part of Rosaria’s silhouette stood out at a glance.
She looked at the other woman’s ample chest, then lowered her head to look at her own.
There was absolutely no comparison.
She was completely outclassed.
“You’re quite capable.” Rosaria spoke slowly.
She had originally planned to step in and help, but to her surprise, Stelle’s stamina was unexpectedly good.
Even as wave after wave of Hilichurl reinforcements arrived, this gray-haired girl continued to swing her bat with unstoppable momentum.
“Uh, thanks.” Stelle snapped out of it, an embarrassed smile appearing on her face.
Not because of the compliment, but because she had been staring for quite a while.
Fortunately, the other party didn’t seem to notice her wandering gaze, which made Stelle quietly sigh in relief.
“Wait, come to think of it—you were the one guiding me here, weren’t you?” Stelle suddenly realized and quickly asked the nun-like woman before her.
“Hmph…
stubborn to the core.” Rosaria didn’t directly answer the question.
She merely snorted and threw out a lukewarm remark.
If she hadn’t eventually resorted to outright interference, forcing the girl to change direction, the girl would probably still be wandering aimlessly in the wilderness.
Thinking of this, Rosaria carefully sized Stelle up from head to toe.
She had followed her for quite some time, but this was the first time she had observed her from such close proximity.
Even though Rosaria didn’t consider herself someone with refined aesthetic tastes, she had to admit that this girl’s appearance was quite alluring.
Although her brain didn’t seem to work particularly well, her looks were undeniably excellent.
“…” Stelle blinked, her expression slightly innocent as she looked at the other party.
As if she didn’t understand why she had been called stubborn.
“Judging by your outfit…
are you a nun from Mondstadt?” Since the other party kept staring at her without speaking, Stelle took the initiative to ask.
Although the outfit looked somewhat provocative, it could still be vaguely recognized as a nun’s habit.
“Do I not look like one?” Rosaria asked expressionlessly.
“Well…
you do look a bit different from the other nuns.” Stelle scratched her head and gave an awkward laugh.
She was telling the truth.
Nuns weren’t rare in Mondstadt—she had seen a few just yesterday.
Their attire had all been perfectly normal.
But what Rosaria was wearing…
“Your name.” Rosaria crossed her arms and asked.
“Stelle.” “Mm…
you’re not lying.
Good.” “…And you?” Stelle’s lips twitched slightly as she asked in return.
“Rosaria.
But you don’t need to remember me.
Since your task is complete, head back as soon as possible.” Rosaria shook her head and turned to leave.
“Hey, wait—” Stelle raised a hand, trying to stop her, but the other woman quickly disappeared.
Leaving her feeling puzzled, and once again doubting herself.
Did her constitution not work on adult women?
Why did Rosaria seem completely unaffected?
Thinking about it carefully, if that were the case, it might actually be a good thing.
“Whew~ time to head back!” Stelle stretched lazily and quickly pushed Rosaria out of her mind.
She needed to return to Mondstadt as soon as possible and turn in the commission.
The reward this time should be enough to get her through a few days.
“Hah…” Rosaria let out a slow breath and glanced behind her.
The girl hadn’t followed.
After all, Rosaria had left quickly—one could even say she had fled.
“What exactly is wrong with that brat…” Rosaria leaned against a tree, frowning.
When she had been observing from afar, she hadn’t felt anything unusual.
But speaking to the girl face-to-face was a different matter.
She had only stared at her for a short while, yet her body had inexplicably begun to heat up.
It was a sensation she had never experienced before, as if she had been cursed, with lewd thoughts continuously emerging in her mind.
Even the way she looked at that girl had become strange.
She could imagine that the look in her eyes just now was probably no different from how those people in the band of thieves used to look at her.
She was strong—no one in that band had been her match.
But that girl didn’t have a Vision and couldn’t use elemental power, so she likely wouldn’t be able to resist her either.
If she hadn’t managed to restrain herself just now, things might have turned very bad.
Rosaria never considered herself a good person.
Her grip strength was tremendous, she was intimately familiar with the human body’s weak points, and she felt no particular aversion to killing.
Thus, when dealing with suspicious individuals, she showed no mercy during interrogation.
But everything she did was for Mondstadt.
In a city as peaceful and comfortable as this, someone had to do the dirty work.
She felt no guilt about it.
However, if she had lost control here and done something unforgivable to that girl…
That wouldn’t be interrogating a suspicious individual—it would be indulging in desire.
And that couldn’t be justified with “for Mondstadt.” So she had immediately chosen to turn and leave, not daring to look into that girl’s clear golden eyes any longer.
Otherwise, by her usual habits, she would at least have intimidated the girl a little, warning her not to harbor improper intentions toward Mondstadt.
“Tch, troublesome.” Rosaria shook her head.
After calming herself, she stood up and headed toward Mondstadt.
That girl held a dangerously strong attraction for her.
She needed to stay farther away.
And yet, the mysteries surrounding her were far from resolved.
She still needed to keep watching.
This job was becoming more and more difficult…