Genshin Impact: Please don’t bully me, fellow stragglers

The wind element gave Nanke the ability to heal.

Nanke did not tell the soldiers about this.

The left and right also have no effect on skirmishers who are puppets.

The young man sat motionless in his original position, raising his head to admire the fierce battle outside the window. When Nanke returned, he smelled a trace of blood: "Are you injured?"

The skirmisher's brows suddenly furrowed deeply. Nanke sat down against him and stretched out his hands and wrists: "No, just take a look if you don't believe me."

The skirmisher lowered his eyes and saw that Nanke's wrist was smooth and white, with not even a scar on it.

He calmed down for the time being: "Would you like to sleep for a while?"

"I've been on the road and I seem a little sleepy." Nanke placed her forehead on his shoulder and rubbed it gently, "What about you?"

"I won't sleep."

"You call me that day."

"Tell me about the servant when you wake up."

"……it is good."

Nanke murmured softly and closed his eyes against the skirmisher.

The fight between the servant and the remnant soul of the ice dragon continues.

The firelight rose and fell like a large firework. The skirmisher moved to the window and let Nanke lie flat on the seat with his pillow on his lap.

Not many people saw what happened late at night. After the servant came back, he ordered not to mention it, so it didn't cause too much trouble.

Shortly after dawn, the train arrived at a small town on the winter border.

Passengers got off and on in twos and threes, and the announcement was made that the train had stopped temporarily. Nan Ke went out to the platform to get some fresh air.

A group of conductors were gathering at the front of the train to add coal. Not far away, a servant and a local officer in a suit stood opposite each other, speaking calmly.

The short rest ended quickly. When the train started again, the servant led several subordinates to Nanke's carriage.

"You two, did you have a good rest last night?" The servant sat in the empty seat opposite.

A dining cart was pushed to the side, and the fools placed steaming nut porridge and snacks on the table in the middle.

The skirmisher glanced critically at the breakfast guy who was still paying attention: "You came here early in the morning to show your courtesy. Arecino, what do you want to do?"

"Don't get me wrong, it's just a friendly greeting. I've always liked making friends."

Arecino smiled and looked at Nanke who was beside the skirmisher.

A calm face, young and fresh lips, still showing a faint bluish white color from blood loss that is not easy to detect.

Arecino gently touched his canine teeth with the tip of his tongue. While recalling the delicious taste of blood last night, he continued, "I asked someone to buy some snacks to withstand the severe cold. It's not much. I can finish it before the winter capital. I hope Miss Nanke will accept it."

The servant bit Nanke's name deliberately and pushed a plate with ginger candies in front of her with his crooked fingers.

Nanke glanced at the plate of ginger candies. Under the neatly stacked candies, there was a piece of white paper.

There’s no need for outspoken transactions between smart people.

"Thank you." Nanke replied.

The servant's smile deepened: "Then I won't disturb you two."

The servant left with the others, leaving only two fools guarding the entrance of the carriage.

The skirmisher used two fingers to pick out the paper under the candy. The moment the paper left the plate, a noun burned in the center.

Dotore.

The paper burned quickly, leaving no ashes behind.

Nanke was in a complicated mood, holding up the nut porridge to warm his hands: "I was careless."

The servant asked her to be prepared to deal with Datorei before arriving in the Winter Capital.

To a certain extent, it can be understood that Zandik's control over the doctor's body is not as easy as they see.

Of course, Nacida's vision was unmistakable. It was Zendic's personality that had always maintained contact with them.

But, what if Dottore deliberately gave Zendyk the upper hand?

After all, killing another self in the same body comes with risks and is not something that can be rushed.

On the other hand, the contract between Zendik and Nanke restricted the doctor's actions. The doctor wanted to get rid of Nanke first, so it was reasonable to tear up the contract.

Thinking about it this way, the Ice Queen's naming of the skirmishers was probably the work of the doctor - because he knew their relationship, and if the skirmishers were to come to Zhihuang, Nanke would definitely go with him.

It's a bad fate that I can't get rid of even if I want to.

Nanke sighed and took a sip of porridge.

The train arrived at the winter capital in the evening of the next day.

It was said to be evening, but in fact the clock on the platform only pointed to four o'clock in the afternoon.

The station was located on the outskirts. After leaving the station, accompanied by servants, they took sleighs and carriages into the city.

In early spring, the sky in the Snow Country is extremely beautiful. Half of the sky is still covered with red clouds like pigeon's blood, while the other half has already risen with the deep blue night and aurora.

Nanke couldn't help but sigh: "It's really hard for an executive to be on a business trip."

"I feel the same way." The carriage stopped, and the servant stood up and lifted the carriage's curtain as an invitation, "We've arrived at the Winter Palace, please."

The first thing I felt when I got off the car was the cold.

No clothing could withstand the bone-piercing cold.

Nanke settled on a piece of extremely thick ice.

Because it is too hard and flat, it is difficult to tell whether it is an ice brick or a crystal as transparent as ice.

Directly in the open space, separated by a snowflake-filled square, the statue of the Seven Heavens of Ice in the center raised its scepter to the sky.

Many fools and flags were flying around the statue, and further behind, a classical Baroque palace seemed to be located.

The symmetrical white walls on both sides can be seen at a glance. Among the towers, a building dome shaped like a spear point stands neatly. It is intricately decorated with ubiquitous pilasters, sculptures and reliefs, and surrounds an ice tower high into the sky in the middle. of high tower.

After the servants brought them into the palace, they took the first step to report the mission to the commander of the fools [the Harlequin].

Nanke and the skirmishers were escorted by a group of fools through the many corridors in the palace.

The place we finally arrived at was a side hall with an oil painting of the military emblem of Fools hanging on the wall and a very high dome.

The fools saluted the man who was waiting eagerly under the hanging painting: "Sir [Doctor]."

The man waved his hand casually, and all the fools left.

"Welcome to Winter!" The doctor walked towards Nanke and the stragglers, taking long steps, spreading his arms, and laughed as if he wanted to give them a hug after a long separation, "The country is collapsing! Miss Nanke!"

The skirmishers were not surprised by his appearance and sneered: "Are you crazy?"

The doctor stopped suddenly.

The blue test tube earrings swayed violently in his ears, and the corners of the grinning lips under the mask dropped stiffly by an inch every second.

"With two personalities occupying one brain, even if you want to perform experiments on yourself, you can't do it." The doctor lowered his arms and stared at them and said softly and coldly, "Thanks to you."

After finishing speaking, the doctor shrugged again and spread his hands, smiling easily: "Aren't we partners who have made a contract? Why do we have this expression? As you can see, I will soon become an Adventer. Let the past be forgotten. It passes."

"Zandik," Nanke couldn't stand it anymore and reminded with a frown, "Every move you make has been mastered by Dotore."

The doctor laughed: "How could..."

Before the word "can" came out of his mouth, the doctor's face froze and he said in a weird tone: "Did you find out? I thought I was pretending to be at least ninety-nine?"

"It's only you who are headstrong and overconfident," Skirmisher sneered, and the thunder element began to jump on his fingertips, "Let me guess, when you find out that there is another personality hidden in your body that has not been erased, you won't be shocked. You don’t even dare to sleep, right?”

The water element around the doctor's body also rippled like ripples: "Don't talk too fast with me, Scaramucci, I have seen your past and all your weaknesses from Hypatia's mind."

Is the Doctor going to use force against them right under the Ice Queen's nose?

Nanke became alert.

But the contract was still in effect, and she didn't think the doctor could do it.

Trying to get rid of her and cancel the contract should be the doctor's first goal.

The shadow under the doctor's feet was stained with water elements, like a sticky swamp, with bubbles suddenly appearing.

As if alive, it suddenly rushed towards Nanke.

The skirmisher stepped forward and stood in front of Nanke. With a flash of lightning in his hand, the sweeping blackness stopped in front of him. Then he opened his big mouth and swallowed up his entire body along with the lightning.

Nanke's thunderous movements were stagnant: "The country collapses!"

There was no room for thinking in the short gap, and darkness immediately attacked her.

A beam of heat suddenly burned Nanke's back.

Light shone behind him, lengthening Nanke's shadow and illuminating the darkness.

Nanke staggered, and in the room in front of him, the black creatures, as well as the skirmishers and doctors, all disappeared.

"It is a mutated slime with the function of teleportation. It is activated when exposed to water. It is one of the doctor's experiments."

The servant extinguished the flames in his palms, walked slowly to Nanke's side, and admired her pale, helpless face.

"Don't worry, the doctor has been having mental problems recently and can hardly fight well. Since the skirmishers are confident in blocking sneak attacks for you, they should be able to come back alive."

The servant's words were all based on the heavenly executive's understanding of the doctor.

After all, it was the doctor himself who declared that this [skirmisher] was the owner of the sixth seat that had been vacant for hundreds of years among the Fools.

The servant is responsible for running the espionage department and has little involvement in the Artificial Advent project.

Even the Queen acquiesced to this absurd statement, so she naturally chose to accept it.

Nanke's mood did not lighten up because of the servant's words.

Of course the skirmisher would be alive, she was worried about other things.

To what extent does the Doctor understand the Skirmishers through Hypatia?

You know, skirmishers once lay on the doctor's experimental table...

Nanke shook his head vigorously to stop himself from thinking deeply, and looked at the servant: "Why are you here?"

"I just happened to be passing by." The servant vaguely led him by, looking at the paintings on the wall in front of him casually, "But now there is trouble - the governor asked me to take the sixth seat to an audience with the queen. Where should I find someone? "