“Hey!
You’re not being serious, are you?” Tartaglia looked at Columbina, who had nodded earnestly, somewhat surprised for a moment.
After all, he had never agreed to a duel before.
Capitano happened to overhear this scene, walked over to them, and patted Tartaglia on the shoulder.
“Tartaglia, seize this opportunity well.”
“You’ve grown quite slack ever since you came back from Liyue.
If you don’t work harder, you’re likely to be squeezed out by those newcomers.”
Childe was lectured by Capitano, and instantly felt a bit pressured.
Challenging the Third Harbinger directly gave him a bad premonition.
He turned to Capitano with a respectful gaze and said, “The captain is right, I will prepare well.”
Capitano nodded and said to girl, “You don’t need to hold back against Childe either.
For someone as warlike as him, bringing out your full strength is the respect he deserves.”
Columbina taking the initiative to accept the fight gave Capitano the idea to temper Tartaglia; with her reckless personality, he would definitely suffer a huge loss in the future, so using this duel to make him realize the gap in strength could be considered a good thing.
Columbina slightly nodded.
[Capitano seems to be playing the role of an older brother figure to Childe.]
When Dottore passed by him, Columbina quietly kept a distance from him; as for this madman, had it not been for his status as a Harbinger, he would have directly made a move.
The remaining Harbingers also left one after another.
In the end, only Columbina, Sandrone, and Pierro on the master seat remained in the hall.
“Columbina, you can walk on your own, right?” Sandrone glanced at Columbina and said, “I need to hurry back and continue my experiments.”
“Don’t worry about me, Sandrone.” Columbina smiled at him and said, “I’ve fully recovered.
See you.”
“Who’s worried about you.” Sandrone hurried away.
“Wait a moment, girl.”
Just as Columbina was about to leave, a majestic voice called out to him.
?
A bad premonition suddenly welled up in his heart.
[Could my identity as a transmigrator be exposed just like this?]
Columbina turned around with difficulty, concealing the panic in his expression very well.
“Lord Pierro, do you need something?” His tone was calm.
“girl, has your body ever shown any abnormalities?”
To his surprise, Pierro showed rare concern for him.
“Thank you for your concern, Lord Pierro.” No expression could be seen on Columbina’s face as he shook his head.
“After eating, I feel much better.”
Pierro nodded slightly, “Rosalyne has left us forever for Her Majesty the Tsaritsa’s grand cause, and I don’t want any further losses among us Harbingers at this time.”
[Does this sentence have any implicit meaning?]
Columbina tried to discern something from Pierro’s deep gaze, but could see nothing at all.
“You may withdraw.”
“Yes.”
After Columbina had completely left, Pierro, still on the master seat, murmured, “Heh…
…
[What on earth did Pierro’s words mean?] Unconsciously, Columbina walked out of Zapolyarny Palace and came to a courtyard.
Tonight’s moon was very round, and the moonlight all over the sky spilled over Columbina, adding a cold, lofty divinity to his peerless body.
[How boring.]
It was still early, and Columbina didn’t feel sleepy at all.
He carefully looked around, and after confirming no one was there, took out his phone from his pocket.
[Damn Hill, not even knowing to download allogene for me on the phone to pass the time.]
Columbina’s slender knuckles swiped across the screen, looking distressed at the only three applications.
She tapped open HoYoLAB.
Inside were some boring cosplayers and guides.
[Tch, they’re not even as good-looking as me.
What’s the use of me looking at cosplayers in Teyvat.]
Columbina started being narcissistic.
His small hand boredly pinched the braid hanging in front of his chest, and the evening breeze blew across his peerless face.
[So comfortable.]
[No, why am I starting to enjoy this?]
Columbina snapped back to reality, her fingertips sliding across the screen to enter the system store.
Looking at the dazzling array of goods, especially upon seeing that there was even a game console inside, his drive surged.
However, the price directly discouraged her.
[I refuse to believe there isn’t any task I can’t complete.]
She checked the task list once more.
To her pleasant surprise, he finally found an easy task.
[Task Fifty-Two: Daily Check-In (Reward: 5 System Coins)]
[Daily Check-In: Sing to Sandrone once each in the morning and evening.]
[A bit stingy, why is it only 5 coins.]
[However, the task is just singing, which is indeed simpler than making me the Cryo Archon.]
[Sandrone, being my good buddy, shouldn’t mind me singing in the middle of the night, hmm…
probably.]
Columbina also felt a bit uncertain in her heart.
Whatever?
Anyway, she can’t beat me.
Columbina smiled.
Following the path he had walked countless times in his memory, Columbina lightfootedly arrived at Sandrone’s familiar laboratory.
The laboratory was brightly lit, and it was clear that Sandrone was still busy with her experiments.
She stood blankly at the doorway, as if some memories in her mind were about to burst out.
[Hmm…
It seems I’ll be driven out.]
Even before knocking on the door, this thought appeared.
[However, how would I know without trying?]
Columbina tapped her fingers against the metallic gate.
An impatient voice came from inside.
“Who is it?!”
“Don’t you know not to disturb me when I’m doing experiments?”
“It’s me, Columbina.” He tried to speak up, “I want to express my gratitude to you for today’s matter.”
“Columbina?” Sandrone’s tone paused.
“Why did you come again tonight?
Didn’t I warn you yesterday?
If you come to my door to sing again, I’ll snap your neck.”
“Again?” Columbina tilted his head and thought for a moment.
“Yesterday’s Columbina is yesterday’s, she can’t control today’s me, oh?”
“Fine, do as you please.” There was no more movement in the room, as if she was too lazy to argue with her.
[Then I’m going to start singing.]
Columbina cleared her throat and opened those small, ruddy thin lips.
She sang the song that had accompanied her the longest in her memory.
Melodious and pleasant singing slowly flowed out from Columbina.
The moonlight shone on that lonely figure outside the door, creating a unique charm.
Sleep, my little dove
Dormi cara Columbula
Oh, my dear little dove
O Columbula mea
Quietly leaning against the window lattice
Senti ad fenestram
Blooming flowers murmur into dreams
Adsint somnians flora
Oh, beloved child of the moon
No longer walking in the mortal world, living only for you
Ne verum ambulo vivo te tam
Even if it’s hard for lovers to stay together
Nec ea cum est sua amans
As bright and pure as ever
Tam pia bona
In dreams, sleep with the moon.
Somnians a luna
The last note fell, and the metallic gate in front of him burst open with a loud bang.
A huge mechanical puppet wearing a black top hat slowly stepped out from inside, none other than Sandrone’s assistant, Pulonia.
Columbina raised his right hand and greeted it friendly.
“Hello!”
“Pulonia, drive this annoying guy away for me!” Sandrone roared in exasperation.