Keqing finished her work and clocked out immediately.
After she left, the others in the hall began to whisper.
“Miss Keqing is going to teach that kid again.” “Yeah, seeing how virtuous she is now, whoever marries her will be blessed for a lifetime.” “Hey, saying that now is a crime.
How old is Miss Keqing?
You dare talk like that?” “Hahaha, sorry, sorry.
Miss Keqing is always so serious that it makes people forget her age,” the man who just spoke said, scratching his head.
Although Keqing had already obtained her Adulthood Certificate and everyone in the Seat of Divine Foresight knew it, knowing her real age, they still couldn’t help but treat her like a child.
Even though Keqing usually appeared very mature.
“Do you think Miss Keqing usually lacks playmates?
Since she finally found someone close to her age, she wants to give him special attention.” “That seems possible.
I remember Qingque from the Divination Commission was also looked after by Miss Keqing like this.” “I think if you have time for such idle chatter, you can finish your own work first.
Keqing had more work than you and finished before you, yet you’re still here gossiping?” Qingque’s voice appeared beside them.
“Chief Strategist!
We’ll get back to work right away!” The gossiping group immediately sat up straight.
After answering, they picked up the pens on their desks and quickly began working.
“You lot, if you had even half of Keqing’s ability, it would save me a lot of worry.” “Chief Strategist, we want to, but we can’t learn Miss Keqing’s ability to process work,” one of the people working said bitterly.
They had tried to learn Keqing’s working methods, and Keqing had taught them.
But they only learned a part of it; Keqing’s multi-threaded processing ability was something they truly couldn’t learn.
“Alright, enough talk.
Get back to work,” Qingque said, returning to her seat.
She also really wanted Keqing’s working ability.
However, even if she had that ability, she probably couldn’t process the documents in front of her quickly.
Qingque looked troubled at the recruitment documents from the Alchemy Commission.
She didn’t know what Jing Yuan was thinking.
The position of Division Head of the Alchemic Division of the Alchemy Commission had been vacant for so long; was he still not choosing someone?
This recruitment document had been sent over a dozen times, and Qingque had rejected all the previous ones.
But seeing such documents every day was also a headache.
After some comprehensive consideration: “Recruitment allowed, but limited to wilderness rescue personnel.” Over at the Alchemy Commission, there wasn’t just the lack of a Division Head, but also another trouble.
The Vidyadhara were still trying to find a way to get their High Elder.
Or rather, they wanted a certain Vidyadhara to become the High Elder.
And then exercise the rights that a High Elder should have.
Jing Yuan had clearly told her that among the Vidyadhara on the Xianzhou Luofu, no one could truly inherit the position of High Elder.
As for the true purpose of these Vidyadhara, Qingque looked at another report.
A report from the Ten Lords Commission.
This report was sent along with the Vidyadhara’s request.
The report clearly stated the current situation of the Vidyadhara.
After reading the report, Qingque sighed and called over a mechanical bird.
Such a headache-inducing matter should be left to Jing Yuan.
When Jing Yuan wasn’t in the Seat of Divine Foresight, it was the Strategists who were busy.
It was time to find something for Jing Yuan to do and give him a headache.
After Keqing finished work, following the habit she had developed this month, she walked straight toward the Training Ground.
Just as she reached the Training Ground, she saw Yanqing sparring with a Cloud Knight…
Keqing immediately clenched her fists.
Sparring in secret, are we…
After Keqing walked over, the originally noisy Training Ground with Cloud Knights watching slowly quieted down.
Only the sound of weapons clashing between the two in the Training Ground remained.
In the end, Yanqing lost due to his youth.
His combat experience was too little.
The Cloud Knight he was sparring with used several feints in a row, causing Yanqing’s attacks to hit thin air.
Then, a palm struck Yanqing’s chest.
“Alright, little brother, you lost this round.” The Cloud Knight smiled and withdrew his hand.
Looking at the Cloud Knight’s face, Keqing found him a bit unfamiliar.
She didn’t seem to have seen this person in the Seat of Divine Foresight before.
“I lost…” Yanqing’s mood was a bit low.
“You’re still young.
At your age, I was still playing with mud in the yard,” the Cloud Knight said, patting Yanqing’s shoulder.
“But your sword skills are truly good.
They’re just a bit too rigid.
In a real fight, enemies won’t fight you by the book.” After the Cloud Knight finished, he looked around.
“Guys, what happened?
Why are you all so quiet?” Of course, this Cloud Knight also saw Keqing.
He had seen her when passing through the hall; she was a Strategist in the Seat of Divine Foresight.
Yanqing turned around and also saw Keqing standing behind him with her arms crossed.
Yanqing shrugged his shoulders and walked up to Keqing.
“Sister Keqing.” Keqing walked right past Yanqing to the Cloud Knight.
“What is your name?” Keqing asked after sizing him up.
“My name is Zhixin.
So you’re this Little Fellow’s sister.
This Little Fellow’s sword skills are quite good.” While Keqing was sizing him up, Zhixin was also sizing up Keqing.
Finally, Zhixin concluded that she was indeed a Strategist—good-looking, but with hardly any meat on her bones, looking like she couldn’t take a hit…
“Miss Keqing, this brother was recently transferred back from the front lines.
You might not have seen him,” Chi Yan said, walking over at this time.
“Chi Yan?
Weren’t you on duty at the gate today?” Keqing asked.
“Haha, Zhixin is my brother.
He finally made it back from the front lines, so I swapped shifts with the other guys to pick him up today,” Chi Yan said, walking over to Zhixin and putting an arm around his shoulder.
“Let me tell you, Zhixin, this is a well-known figure in our Seat of Divine Foresight, Miss Keqing.
Her processing speed is extraordinary.” “Also, her sword skills are very strong.” “The little brother you just sparred with was taught by her.” “Oh, right, I forgot to introduce you.
This little brother’s name is Yanqing.” When Chi Yan introduced him, he didn’t mention that Yanqing was Jing Yuan’s adopted son.
Now everyone in the Seat of Divine Foresight knew that Yanqing was brought there by Jing Yuan, and Qingque and Keqing usually looked after him.
But they didn’t know that Yanqing had been adopted by Jing Yuan.
“Oh, you taught that little brother’s sword skills?
Come, come, let’s have a match too,” Zhixin immediately said to Keqing.
“Zhixin, let me tell you, don’t underestimate Miss Keqing.
I’ve lost to her myself,” Chi Yan said from the side.
“Isn’t it normal for you to lose?” “If you say that again, I’m going to hit you.” “Only if you can beat me,” Zhixin said with a smile.
“Miss Keqing, please give him a good beating for me.
If he gets hurt, it’s on me,” Chi Yan said to Keqing.
Keqing glanced at Zhixin and then said to Yanqing, “Watch closely.
Sword Technique isn’t that rigid in battle.” “Lend me your sword.” After saying that, the sword in Yanqing’s hand appeared in Keqing’s.
“Impressive speed.
My apologies for earlier.” Zhixin now realized he had misjudged her.
He hadn’t expected this girl, who showed few signs of training, to be so fast.
Chi Yan also stepped back in a timely manner, leaving the space to the two of them.
After the two made eye contact, they rushed at each other simultaneously.
Zhixin also held a longsword.
But it was still a bit longer than the sword in Keqing’s hand.
As soon as their swords touched, the sword in Zhixin’s hand was deflected to the side by Keqing.
Keqing didn’t use much strength; she just parried the opponent’s sword and deflected its direction.
This kind of technique is mostly used against people stronger than oneself.
After deflecting the opponent’s sword, Keqing took the opportunity to swing her sword at him.
At this moment, Zhixin had no time to defend, and the sword left a mark directly on his breastplate.
After this strike, Keqing didn’t stop.
Following the slash, she immediately performed an upward strike, knocking the sword out of Zhixin’s hand.
Then, the next strike stopped at Zhixin’s neck.
Keqing didn’t use any profound techniques; these were all basics of swordsmanship.
It was just that Keqing’s speed was quite fast.
But with swords, strength is indeed important, but speed cannot be ignored.
With this kind of light weapon, if one strike fails, the next must follow immediately.
Keqing’s style was exactly this: attacking with a continuous, unrelenting offensive.