Genshin Impact: What? The one we need to save is Fukaros

Alechino's silence made the atmosphere of the meeting somewhat depressing and awkward.

At this moment, the young master Tartaglia, who was sitting at the last seat, suddenly said actively: "Since Alechino is unwilling to take this task, why not give it to me."

His face was extremely excited and his eyes were burning with a burning desire to fight.

Everyone easily guessed his true purpose without even having to think about it.

Dottore glanced at him with contempt in his eyes, "Surterochi is brainless, and his apprentice's apprentice is even more brainless."

This sentence instantly angered Tartaglia.

He suddenly stood up from his seat, pointed at Dotore, and shouted: "My master died in a head-on duel with Ide. His death is the glory of a warrior.

And you only know how to use despicable means to plot against others!

What qualifications do you have to judge him?"

Dotore simply replied: "Perhaps I am not qualified to judge him, but I am qualified to make your family members into fresh human specimens."

After he finished speaking, Tartaglia could no longer suppress his inner anger. His family was the most precious thing in his heart, and he would not allow anyone to hurt him in the slightest!

Just as he was about to activate the Demon King Arms and Dottore exploded, Puccini shouted, "Tartaria, calm down! I promise you in the name of the mayor of Winter City that no one will hurt your family.

When Tartaglia heard his words, his brain, which was about to be overwhelmed by anger, slowly calmed down and he sat back in his seat.

Pucciniella was very satisfied with this. He turned to look at Dottore and said, "I think, Mr. Doctor, I was just joking with Tartaglia just now."

Dotore snorted coldly and said nothing.

The turmoil in the meeting was thus calmed down.

Then, Pucciniella said, "Let me, the mayor of Winter City, take charge of such a difficult task as receiving the Fontaine Sports Delegation!"

Pantalone beside him immediately echoed: "Northland Bank will fully support this matter."

Piero, who was sitting in the main seat, did not express his opinion immediately. He just tapped the table lightly with one finger, making a "dong dong" sound.

The crisp sound echoed in the palace.

In fact, he had already decided in his heart to hand the matter over to Puccini.

But the problem is that this matter should be assigned by himself, instead of Puccini taking it directly on himself and leaving him no room to refuse.

He knew clearly that Pucciniella was implicitly expressing his dissatisfaction to him. His previous forceful intervention in the sports meeting had caused the people to be greatly disappointed with the city hall.

After a brief thought, Piero stopped what he was doing.

He raised his head slightly, looked at Pucciniella with deep eyes, and said, "Mayor Pucciniella, this matter is now in your hands, but I hope that the focus of your work will still be on the upcoming war."

Pucciniella smiled and said, "Please rest assured that I will never let you down."

At this point, the Fatui executive meeting came to an end.

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In the morning, the sky was a little gloomy, and a slight cold breeze mixed with a hint of moisture blew quietly over the sea surface of Dongdu Port.

At this moment, the shore was extremely lively.

The place was filled with people from the winter capital who had come to welcome the Winter Sports Delegation. They were all looking forward to it, their eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.

Soon, the Fontaine ship slowly approached the shore.

The first person to walk down from the deck of the ship was the heroic Clorinde.

She was wearing an exquisite uniform that perfectly set off her fiery figure, and her eyes were firm and sharp.

Her appearance immediately set the scene off.

The people immediately burst into deafening cheers and crowded forward, wanting to get closer to Clorinde and feel her charm.

Fortunately, Zhidong had been well prepared and arranged many Fatui soldiers to maintain order, otherwise, a stampede would have easily occurred.

Clorinde was not used to such occasions. Her face remained expressionless and she waved to the crowd mechanically.

At this moment, she missed the years of fighting in Nata very much. There, there were no noisy crowds, only fierce battles and trustworthy comrades.

After Clorinde came out, it was the athletes of Solstice.

Their appearance also received cheers from the people.

The last person to appear before the people of Dongdu was Lin Yide.

The moment he appeared, the scene suddenly became quiet. The people did not cheer, but instead were filled with deep awe.

Seeing this, Lin Yide smiled slightly and walked straight forward.

At this time, Puccini came up with a smile on his face.

He stretched out his wrinkled hands, tightly grasped Lin Yide's hand, and said with a hint of commercialism in his enthusiasm: "Mr. Yide, warmly welcome you and the Fontaine Movement delegation. On behalf of the people of Dongdu, I extend my most sincere welcome to you."

Lin Yide smiled and said, "Mayor Pucciniella, thank you very much for your welcome. I hope that through this visit, the relationship between the two countries can become closer, the people of the two countries can become more friendly, and the future of the two countries can become brighter."

When Puccini heard this, he couldn't help but secretly sigh at Lin Yide's political level.

Compared with Piero, the Ice Queen and Lin Yide, he is far behind.

He went on to say: "I have the same expectation. Now, I have prepared accommodation for you and the Fontaine Sports Delegation. Please come with me!"

Lin Yide nodded slightly and said, "Then I'll trouble you."

Afterwards, under the guidance of Puccini, the Fontaine Movement delegation headed towards the winter capital.