It’s over, brothers!
There’s a nympho!
Let’s hurry up and finish the job in Liyue and get back to Snezhnaya—in Liyue I feel like I could easily end up giving up my body.
Granted, he was indeed prepared to sacrifice a bit of his looks—negotiations call for using every means available, after all—but if he really got targeted it would be quite a headache, not to mention the other party was the Tianquan Star, who held all of Liyue in the palm of her hand.
Ningguang leaned more toward the mature, wealthy, married-woman type, which wasn’t Piers’s type.
He still preferred the tsundere Kitty, who said one thing while meaning another.
Afterward, Ningguang and Piers left The Alcor one after the other, keeping a great distance between them.
Piers returned to the ship and sent someone to Liyue Harbor to inform Northland Bank of the results of the negotiation with Ningguang, and to explain the matter of cooperating with the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
As for the ship, there was no need to sail it into Liyue Harbor.
For now, Liyue still openly rejected the Fatui, and to brazenly sail the ship straight in would be a bit too much like dropping an ult right in their faces.
Besides, Piers and the others were now heading to The Chasm to find someone, so they didn’t necessarily have to dock at Liyue Harbor.
Yaoguang Shoal, on the border between Liyue and the snowy mountains, would do just as well—at most it would be a slight detour.
After a while, Piers disembarked with a large group of Electro Cicin Mages and Cryo Cicin Mages, leaving the remaining hands on the ship to keep watch and prevent the nearby Treasure Hoarders from coming to dismantle it.
The Electro Cicin Mages and Cryo Cicin Mages each had their own Electro Cicins and Cryo Cicins, and these little things were perfectly suited for finding people in dark environments like The Chasm’s lower mining district.
They soon arrived at the entrance of The Chasm.
With Ningguang’s instructions, Piers and the others got in without much effort, and then began their search.
“Take your maps and split up to search.
Be sure to watch your maps and mind your routes.
Once you find someone, bring them back first; for those who can’t move, give them food and water first, then bring them back once they can move.” “Yes, sir.” The group agreed, and Piers didn’t stay idle either.
Although he didn’t have any little pet to help find people, he knew quite clearly the location of Katarina Snezhnitsyna—the older sister of that little girl Katayena.
After all, he’d been deeply impressed when he ran that quest back then—that Electro Cicin Mage down in The Chasm.
All he could say was that it was true to miHoYo’s form: they could even use an NPC to stab you right in the heart.
What’s more, Piers and Katarina could be considered old friends; they’d met back when they were both under Dottore.
Holding the Lumenstone and studying the map, Piers soon arrived at the location in his memory—but Katarina was nowhere to be seen.
“Strange, this should be the spot.
Could I have remembered it wrong?
No way.” “Little Piers, why do you look so dim-witted?” At this moment, Guizhong, who had been following at Piers’s side the whole time, suddenly raised her hand and patted his shoulder.
“Sister Guizhong, I’m anxious to find someone here, don’t make trouble.” Hearing this, Guizhong immediately puffed up her cheeks, sulking unhappily.
“You learned the adeptal arts all for nothing.” Guizhong muttered in a snide, sarcastic tone, though it sounded rather cute.
But with this reminder from Guizhong, it dawned on Piers—he knew the adeptal arts.
Once it dawned on him, Piers relaxed his body, and adept power flowed from him out into his surroundings.
A few dozen seconds later, a trace of dusty white flashed in Piers’s eyes.
“Found it.” He quickly followed the sense of his adept power and made his way over.
At last, beneath a slanting, overhanging rock wall, he found the Fatui’s camping tent.
Katarina was lying on the dry straw under the tent, with an Electro Cicin curled up into a ball in the palm splayed out on the ground.
“Who’s there?” Sensing the glow of the Lumenstone, Katarina slightly opened her eyes, her voice as weak as her breathing.
“Long time no see.
Do you still remember me?” “Piers…” Piers stepped forward and stuck the Lumenstone into the ground.
“Looks like your mind is still fairly clear.
Want something to eat?
I brought quite a lot.” He took off the satchel he was carrying and rummaged through the food and water inside.
The entire camp held nothing but a tent and a pile of dry straw.
Piers looked around and found only a jam jar in the corner, eaten completely clean.
Jam had a shelf life of six months at most, and with The Chasm’s underground being damp and hot, that jar of jam should have long since expired and gone rancid—yet there was still obvious jam at the corner of Katarina’s mouth.
Suddenly, at this very moment, Katarina—who had been too weak to do anything but lie on the ground—abruptly sat up, threw her arms around Piers, and kissed him.
Beside them, Guizhong raised her sleeve to cover her mouth, utterly dumbfounded, her face even beginning to flush slightly—it was her first time witnessing such a scene up close.
Piers, barely managing to step back a few paces, steadied Katarina to keep her upright, and felt a somewhat cold sensation against his face.
“It’s you again this time, and you even brought so much good food.
But this is probably the last time I’ll ever see you.
If I don’t be brave just once more, I might never see you again…” Katarina’s voice grew weaker and weaker, but there was clearly a light in her eyes as she looked at Piers.
The next moment, she closed her eyes and her body toppled over.
Piers hurriedly caught her, then carefully laid Katarina down on the dry straw beneath the tent.
Then Piers raised his hand, and a wisp of grayish-white adept power flowed from his fingertips, instantly sinking into Katarina’s body.
“So warm, so hungry.
If I fall asleep, I won’t be hungry.
Tomorrow—tomorrow someone will surely come to save me.” Katarina lay on her side on the dry straw, her breathing noticeably clearer than it had been just moments ago.
“Katarina, can you hear me?” Piers leaned in closer, and Katarina, hearing his voice, finally opened her eyes—though her voice still sounded utterly listless.
“Piers?
Why haven’t you vanished yet?
Is this hallucination lasting so long this time?
Looks like it’s my life flashing before my eyes.” “I brought some bread and milk too.
Do you want to eat a little first?” He took the bread and milk out of the bag and set them in front of Katarina.
She sniffed, as if catching the aroma, and her dazed eyes finally showed a little spirit.
“Smells so good—it’s not a hallucination.
Piers, it really is you…” Katarina really wanted to bawl her eyes out right now, but she genuinely had no strength left; crying would simply be too exhausting, so she could only quietly gaze at Piers.
“Can you still move?” He guessed that Katarina probably couldn’t swallow the bread right now, so he moved the milk closer.
“I don’t know.” “Let me help you up.” “Thank you.” “No need to thank me.
When you get back to Snezhnaya, remember to treat me to a drink.” Piers leaned in closer, raised his hand to prop Katarina up against his chest, brought the milk to her lips, and slowly fed it to her.
At first it was difficult—Katarina was so weak that even swallowing was hard—but after some milk had gone down, she barely recovered a bit of strength.
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