The cheers that had just erupted woke Lynette from her sleep.
She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and through the hazy light, Alex’s tall and straight back came into view.
His soft yet magnetic voice reached my ears: “…In addition to a fixed salary, there are quarterly performance bonuses, two domestic trips and one international trip per year…” The Fatui members were all incredibly excited; many couldn’t even believe their ears.
As soon as he finished speaking, a Northland Bank employee stepped forward hesitantly and said in a low voice, ” Officer Ye Xun…
we’re afraid our funds are insufficient to support such a large expenditure.” “Go back and tell Pantalone” The president reported that I had a business deal to discuss with him.
Alex looked calm and confident.
“Once he comes to Mondstadt, this problem will no longer be a problem.” After hearing this, the man said no more.
Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and immersed themselves in joy and anticipation.
Alex slowly looked around, his expression turning serious: “Everyone, I will bring you wealth, status, and the ideal life.” All you need to do is be absolutely loyal to Queen Supreme Ideal!
And I will guide you on the path to the supreme ideal.
Upon hearing this, everyone naturally understood the meaning behind his words.
Almost without hesitation, they all expressed their willingness to follow his guidance.
Alex smiled slightly, a faint smile curving his lips.
In the real world, the most effective and quickest way to win people’s hearts and minds is through benefits.
After giving a few brief instructions, he dismissed everyone and then left the house with Lynette.
As the sun set, its golden rays bathed the streets in the warm glow of the setting sun.
The two entered a hotel that was fairly well-decorated.
The middle-aged female proprietress, with a beaming smile, asked warmly, “Would you two guests from afar like a double room?” “Two single rooms,” Alex replied calmly.
“A deluxe room costs 10,000 Mora per night, and a standard room costs 2,000.
Would you two like to…?” One is luxurious, the other is ordinary.
As soon as she finished speaking, Lynette was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
It was obvious that the ordinary room was given to her, while that bastard himself stayed in the deluxe room.
Sure enough, when the keys were being distributed, Alex handed her the key to the regular room without hesitation.
Perhaps realizing he had gone too far, he added, “I’m old and not in good health, so I can only stay in comfortable accommodations.” Lynette took the keys expressionlessly and coldly retorted, “You’re two or three years older than me, so you’re definitely at the age where you should be buried.” After saying that, she walked towards the room without looking back.
Alex didn’t take her rudeness to heart; after all, as an elder, one should be more open-minded.
His room was located at the far end of the second floor, fully furnished and elegantly decorated.
Pushing open the window, the Statue of the Seven in the distance appears sacred and gentle, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.
Just as he was admiring the beautiful scenery, a colossal bolt of lightning suddenly ripped through the sky — it was the Stormterror.
Dvalin.
It let out an angry roar, its giant wings flapped violently, and several small tornadoes immediately raged across the street, uprooting trees, destroying flower beds, and tearing apart eaves…
It is worth noting that no one happened to be in the area where the tornado ravaged.
Glancing at the damage he had caused, Dvalin let out a low growl, turned and flapped its wings, quickly disappearing into the horizon.
Alex stared in the direction it had disappeared, a thoughtful glint in his eyes.
Before long, Acting Leader Qin arrived at the scene with several Knights of Favonius and immediately began the intense and orderly cleanup work.
Their movements were swift and their expressions focused, a stark contrast to the two portly knights at the city gate.
Alex watched quietly for a moment, then turned and walked out of the room, downstairs to Lynette’s door, and gently knocked.
The door opened quickly.
“Is there something you need?” Lynette asked, raising her chin slightly in an unfriendly tone.
“Let’s eat.” Alex replied briefly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and walked outside, as if he didn’t care about her at all.
Lynette watched his retreating figure, stomped her foot in frustration, but still quickly chased after him.
A slender black cat tail swayed gently back and forth behind her as she walked.
The two went to a reindeer restaurant and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner.
……
” Commander Maxim…why do we have to go against that Alex?” Under the dim light, a Fatui member with a sharp, thin face bowed slightly and respectfully asked Maxim in front of him.
In his view, openly breaking ties with such an extraordinary envoy would be a very unwise choice.
Moreover, the Harbinger behind the other party Rosalyne will be coming to Mondstadt soon.
Maxim didn’t answer the question directly, but instead asked, ” Olrag, you’ve been in Mondstadt for almost five years now, haven’t you?” Olrag nodded: “In another month, it will be five years.” Do you want to go back to Winter Capital?
“Of course I want to…
I think about it almost every day.” Maxim pressed his hand to his chest, his voice low and hoarse: “And I have been here for a full ten years.” “Ten years!
A full ten years!” His eyes reddened, his voice filled with barely concealed resentment.
“In these ten years, my parents passed away one after another, my wife left, and now I only have a twelve-year-old daughter left.” “So, sir, that’s why…?” Olrag guessed uncertainly.
Maxim nodded slowly.
“[Doctor] promised me that if we can hinder Alex’s actions, we’ll be promoted and transferred to Winter Capital.” Olrag hesitated upon hearing this, “But…” “There are no ‘buts’,” Maxim interrupted him, his tone calm but resolute.
“We have no way out.” Olrag sighed helplessly.
Indeed, even if we wanted to turn back now, it would be too late.
Even if Alex is willing to let them go, will that ruthless Harbinger let them go?
“Sir, I understand.” Maxim reached out and gently patted his shoulder.
“Keep up the good work, we’ll definitely get home!” “Yes!
We’ll definitely get home!” Olrag responded firmly, a determination burning in his eyes.