Seeker of Teyvat

The old man looked at the seal of ice floating next to Youla, with a look of joy in his eyes.

But the joy only passed for a moment, and then anger emerged,

"Yora Lawrence, are you going to swing your sword against the tribe?"

Youla looked cold: "So, grandfather's choice is to refuse?"

"Huh, is it because of the education of the Knights that you can even kill your own people? Xiao Yula, I'm really disappointed." The old man looked at Yula, then waved his hand, "Catch her, and then Go to the Knights and ask questions.”

The old man gave the order, and Lawrence, who was originally excited, rushed towards Youla. To them, Youla was a traitor and not worthy of their attention.

So, facing a sharp blade, Youla looked indifferent and danced with the sword in her hand.

The dance that killed countless beasts in the illusion appeared in Lawrence's manor.

Although the Lawrence family's education includes combat and martial arts, these ordinary Lawrence people are still too weak when facing the leader of the Seal of Ice, the Wave Knight Yula.

Under the graceful dance, while waving the big sword, each Lawrence tribesman was hacked away.

Although the last affection in Yula's heart connected her and prevented her from completely killing her, within a few breaths, the whole place was already wailing.

Only the old man and a few people around him were still standing there.

"Grandpa, you can't stop me. It's my last chance to make changes or disappear."

Looking at Lawrence wailing on the ground, and thinking of Lawrence's ancestor who broke through the beast tide in the fantasy world, still smiling despite being covered in scars, Yula became more determined.

If these Lawrences still refuse to repent, then let them disappear, and Lawrence's name will end in her hands.

In front of Youla, the protected old man shook his head slightly. Looking at the wailing tribesmen on the ground, the old man was a little disappointed.

It's not a disappointment to these tribesmen, but a disappointment to Yula.

It's not that I'm disappointed that Youla took action against the tribe, but that I'm disappointed that Youla isn't cruel enough.

He turned to look at the indifferent Yula, but under that indifference he saw Yula's bond with the tribe.

Showing a disappointed smile, the old man pushed away the Lawrence guard who was protecting him.

Laura Lawrence, my granddaughter, there is no way to reform the immortal.

Kindness cannot promote reform. Only iron and blood can deter Lawrence.

Vanessa once showed us kindness, but Lawrence still hasn't changed.

The old man roared crazily in his heart, and with a lift of the cane that was leaning on the ground, a sharp long sword was drawn out.

The old man's rickety body straightened up instantly and he rushed towards Yura at a speed that was not suitable for his age.

Youla frowned. She didn't even kill ordinary people. How could she kill her grandfather?

So, facing the old man's crazy attack, Youla actually turned on the defensive.

"Be ruthless, be ruthless, Yola, be ruthless." The sword in the old man's hand became sharper and sharper, and he roared at Yula in his heart.

Finally, facing the old man's sword that stabbed her neck, Yura swept her sword across, trying to block it.

However, at the next moment, there was a hint of joy in the old man's eyes. He let go of the sword in his hand, and his body collided with the sword in Yula's hand.

In the eyes of other Lawrence, it was Youla who knocked the old man flying out with a sword and fell to the ground, where he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

But Yura understood very well that she just wanted to block just now.

"grandfather."

On the side, seeing the head of the family being slashed away by Youla's sword, the fanatical Lawrences were instantly furious. They rushed towards Youla again and waved their weapons at Youla.

"In that case."

Yula didn't have time to feel sad in her heart. She looked around at Lawrence who was charging towards him. On the big sword in his hand, ice elements began to gather.

The real killing begins.

the other side,

Falling to the ground, the corners of the old man's mouth were slightly twitching. Although he knew that he was probably going to die, he was very happy.

As the head of the Lawrence family, it's not like he hasn't thought about reform, but he can't do it, he really can't.

Thousands of years of discrimination have made it irreconcilable between Lawrence and ordinary Mondstadt people.

As the head of the Lawrence family, he can only do his best to safeguard the interests of his people.

Therefore, under his protection, more and more Lawrence came to oppose the people of Mondstadt.

His gaze was farther than many others, and he could see that Lawrence was too weak to affect the Knights at all.

Therefore, after hearing Xin Yan’s song of resistance,

The old man suddenly had an idea,

Not all Lawrences in Lawrence stand opposite the people of Mondstadt.

If Lawrence is divided into two parts, is it possible to continue the Lawrence who did not stand opposite the people of Mondstadt?

Then, the old man thought of Yula.

This girl was born in Lawrence but joined the Knights.

Perhaps this is the key to Lawrence's continuation.

But the old man understood very well that Yora Lawrence was also not trusted by the people of Mondstadt. She was only trusted by the Knights of the West Wind.

If you want Yora Lawrence to be trusted by the people of Mondstadt, the best and most direct way is to kill your relatives for the sake of justice.

Only by letting Yora Lawrence's sword be stained with Lawrence's blood can the people of Mondstadt believe that Yora Lawrence has truly broken away from the Lawrence family and can be trusted.

In this way, Yora Lawrence can carry on with a small number of Lawrence who do not want to continue to fight against the people of Mondstadt.

just,

The old man turned his head with difficulty and looked at Yura, who was waving a big sword with an increasingly cold face.

"I'm sorry, kid, you have to bear the evil of parricide."

The old man slowly closed his eyes.

In the crowd, Youla slashed away a Lawrence with her sword. She noticed a trace of gaze and turned to look at the old man on the ground not far away, but only saw the last trace of apology.

"grandfather."

There was a slight pain in her heart. She didn't know why. She clearly hated these tribesmen so much. It was they who made Lawrence's name worse and worse. It was they who made her go through unimaginable hardships to get where she is today.

But when she saw the last trace of apology when her grandfather closed his eyes, Yula still felt heartbroken.

But the grief in her heart did not stop Yula's sword, but instead became more fierce.

The graceful dance posture changed, and a trace of murderous aura was revealed.

The dance is no longer graceful, but a little more iron-blooded.

at last,

There was no longer a cry of death in Yula's ears.

Those people either fell to the ground or looked at her in fear in the corner.

She killed the courage of these Lawrences.

not far away,

A middle-aged man squatted next to the old man's body and shed tears sadly.

Yora knew him,

The old man's eldest son is, in a sense, Yula's uncle.

It was also the same Lawrence who asked Youra to come to see the old man before.