Genshin Impact: I'm The Envoy of Snezhnaya - Chapter 12: Have You Heard of the Musou no Hitotachi?

The long melody drifted gently into the distance with the wind.

Even the chattering birds fell silent, perching on nearby branches, savoring the delightful tune.

It was hard to imagine that such a seemingly ordinary leaf could produce such a beautiful melody.

Although the young man didn’t speak directly, Bai Luo could still see the resistance in his eyes, especially after noticing the Fatui’s Brigade emblem.

He held the white cat and walked behind the two, seemingly reluctant to join their conversation.

“You are an outsider, aren’t you?” The older of the two youths, much calmer than the other, walked side by side with Bai Luo and casually inquired.

He seemed to have no hostility towards Bai Luo, but from the way he handed the cat to the person behind him, he appeared more cautious than he seemed on the surface.

Without the cat, it was much more convenient to unsheathe his sword.

“Oh? How did you figure it out?”

The physical differences between the people of Liyue and Inazuma were not very significant. If there were any differences…

Perhaps the people of Liyue were slightly taller?

“In Inazuma, no one dares to display their Visions in such a conspicuous manner.”

He glanced at the Anemo Vision on Bai Luo’s waist and smiled.

Bai Luo’s behavior was like he wanted everyone to know he had a Vision, which was a major taboo in Inazuma.

By unintentionally manipulating a trace of elemental power, he had drawn the attention of those Nobushi.

The influence of the Vision Hunt Decree was no joke.

“If they want it, they can have it. It doesn’t matter to me.”

Bai Luo wasn’t a Vision bearer, so he naturally didn’t rely too much on Visions.

He wondered if the Tsaritsa would blame him once the Anemo Vision was taken from him.

Besides being a symbol of his status, the Anemo Vision represented an honor.

Especially this particular Anemo Vision, bestowed by the Tsaritsa herself and personally given to him by Pierro.

“You seem carefree, and what you said is right. Visions aren’t the source of power but a proof of strength. They symbolize mortal desires to keep moving forward. As warriors, our confidence comes from the blades in our hands.”

Hearing Bai Luo’s words, the youth couldn’t help but reveal a hint of envy in his tone.

This wasn’t an act.

Bai Luo’s indifferent attitude towards Visions made him long for it.

But unfortunately, if the Vision was taken away, so would be his desires, and he didn’t want his desires to be taken away, because desires represented hope, and the land of Inazuma needed hope now more than ever.

If hope ceased to exist, the so-called eternity would be an endless hell.

“Outsider, have you heard of the Musou no Hitotachi?”

Perhaps remembering something, the youth held his sword to his chest and gazed in a certain direction.

His words made Bai Luo’s expression change.

Not only had he heard of it, but his esteemed senior, La Signora, in the game version, was killed by that strike.

But according to the current situation, it seemed that he might be the one to face that strike.

“Of course, and I’m thinking about how to face that strike.”

“Oh?”

Bai Luo’s response surprised the youth.

The Musou no Hitotachi was the epitome of Raiden Shogun’s martial arts, the ultimate symbol of power.

It could only be witnessed when the divine punishment was descending.

He thought that no one besides himself would have a similar thought.

Unexpectedly, the first person he encountered with a similar idea was most likely someone from the Fatui’s Brigade, which indirectly contributed to the issuance of the Vision Hunt Decree.

“Someday, we’ll have to face it.”

“Yes, we’ll have to face it eventually.”

Same words, but the meanings were entirely different.

One couldn’t evade it, and the other didn’t want to.

“May I ask you a question?”

Looking at the youth he was gradually becoming familiar with, Bai Luo inquired.

“What is your name?”

This was one of the reasons why Bai Luo decided to accompany them.

Doing so many bad things and not even leaving behind a name.

Even if he couldn’t save this person, at least he wanted to know their name, right?

“Any other questions are fine, just not this one…”

Upon hearing Bai Luo’s question, the youth’s face showed a hint of difficulty.

This was a special era, and revealing one’s real name to others was nothing but trouble.

The youth was someone who disliked and scorned telling lies.

So…

“If you don’t want to say it, that’s fine. I won’t force you.”

Bai Luo knew very well that his status on this continent was far from good.

Being just a member of the Fatui’s Brigade was enough to make people avoid him.

Moreover, he was the Harbinger of the Fatui’s Brigade.

His non-insistent attitude also lessened the other person’s hostility towards him.

Their conversation eased a bit after that.

Companionship would have its moments of parting, especially since they had met by chance.

At a fork in the road, both parties had to part ways.

“If you encounter any trouble, you can come to Ritou. I should be staying there.”

Looking at the two calm youths who seemed older than their appearance, Bai Luo said.

He genuinely wanted to help them.

As the Harbinger of the Fatui’s Brigade, as long as the one who wished them harm is the SHougn herself, he could easily protect them.

“Life’s path is like a mountain road, full of hardships. But even so, there will be a moment to reach the summit. Thank you for your kindness, but perhaps we will meet again by fate.”

Taking the white cat from his friend’s hands, perhaps Bai Luo’s good intentions were too obvious, and the youth finally let go of the last trace of caution in his heart as they parted ways.

However, his name remained a mystery.

“Fate, huh?”

Watching the two gradually disappear into the forest, wearing their hats again, Bai Luo shrugged slightly.

Whether fate would bring them together again, he didn’t know.

But if he wanted to find them, it would be easy.

During their journey, he had already marked them.

As long as they appeared within a certain range of Bai Luo, he could easily detect them.

Fortunately, this kind of marking had no limit on usage, or else with his frequency of usage, he might lose the ability to mark them soon.

Until the two completely disappeared from his perception, Bai Luo walked on his own path.

Before the Vision Hunt Decree was issued, Ritou was also a tourist paradise of Liyue.

As a must-pass place to enter Liyue, it was like the gateway to Liyue.

Red maple and blue tiles intertwined, creating a unique landscape.

However, compared to the scenery, the people here were not as leisurely.

Not only the foreign chambers of commerce that were stranded here, even the long-time residents of Liyue, their faces were filled with worries.

The issuance of the Vision Hunt Decree cut off all their sources of income, which relied on foreign tourists passing by.

Some families even picked up their long-discarded fishing skills and began to make a living as fishermen.

Even so, those Emissaries who had always been rampant didn’t spare them.

Even if they were locals of Liyue, they still couldn’t escape being exploited.

For example, at the intersection of Ritou and Inazuma Island, a golden-haired foreign-looking man was stopped here.

Although he was a foreigner, he was dressed in typical Liyue-style clothing, and the most eye-catching thing was the Pyro Vision hanging from his waist.

Just like what the youth said earlier.

In Liyue, there weren’t many who dared to flaunt their Visions so openly.

Besides people like Bai Luo, who didn’t care, there were those who had some power and authority.

So, which category did he belong to?