"no problem."

Rhine nodded in agreement.

Having said this, there is nothing else to delve into.

"I need you to ensure that you can awaken the demon god Osel and have it attack Liyue. It doesn't matter who awakens it."

Zhongli waved his hand, and golden lines appeared out of thin air on the table, converging into paper.

Although they signed the contract with just a few words, and even Rhine only needed to do a small part, the real big part of the contract was in the hands of the Ice Queen.

But even so, the contract was still very long, detailing the code of conduct for both parties to the contract. The densely packed small print gave Rhine a headache.

However, out of respect for the contract, he simply glanced over every part of the rules.

As for why he just took a quick look, after all, this was a deal with the God of Contracts. If Zhongli really wanted to do something in this regard, no one could stop him.

"Those who break their promises shall be punished by eating rocks."

Rhine read the contract quietly and signed his name at the end.

This was the last sentence of the contract, and the only part Rhine could remember.

"This sentence was originally meant to warn people not to break their contracts. This rule is not necessary in our contract. I only added it out of habit."

Zhongli said there was no need to worry, he had no ill intentions towards Rhine.

In fact, the contract he drafted was very loose. Although there were many clauses, as long as Rhine was determined to make it happen, the contract would be considered complete.

And Zhongli just wanted to find someone to help and take the blame.

Although he could also release Osel himself, since someone was willing to help him, why not do it himself?

Zhongli also used his divine power to sign his name on the contract: Morax.

This is his real name, which means he is serious about the contract.

The next moment, the contract turned into two streams of light and shot into the bodies of Rhine and Zhongli respectively.

"This is?"

Rhine touched his chest. Although he didn't feel anything in his body, he felt like something was missing in his heart.

“This is a contract I personally drafted, so it’s naturally not the same as an ordinary person’s contract.

But you just need to picture the contract in your mind and it will reappear."

Zhongli spread out his palms, and the Heart of God on the table turned into a wisp of sand, flew back into his hands, and then disappeared.

"When Osel appears, I will fulfill the contract and hand over the Heart of God to you."

"Wait, I have another question."

Seeing that Zhongli seemed to be about to get up and leave, Rhine suddenly called him.

"Hmm? Please go ahead." Zhongli spread his hands towards Rhine, letting him speak.

"How do you know that I know you are Morax?" Rhine asked.

Zhongli knew that Rhine was an executive officer, which was not surprising. Liyue's Prince of Geo naturally had the ability to monitor all living beings in Liyue.

But although Zhongli's previous words and actions did not reveal that he was Morax himself, they also did not indicate that he was Morax himself.

The tone of his speech was natural, as if both parties knew each other's identities.

"You are a little afraid of me." Zhongli had a slight smile on his face.

"When the three of us were traveling together, you, me, and Hu Tao, although there was nothing wrong with your behavior, I could clearly feel that you were a little afraid of me." Zhongli answered very calmly.

Rhine's behavior was very normal, but Zhongli had lived for more than 6,000 years and had been dealing with humans for more than 3,000 years. Even if he was a slime, he should have become half a demon after living for so many years.

Not to mention that he is Morax, the wise rock demon.

Zhongli only needs to feel what others are thinking to make a rough guess.

"You didn't act with me, and your true feelings were revealed when you played with Walnut, but I could clearly feel that in addition to respect, you also feared me.

The status of a guest official of the Hall of Rebirth is not enough to make an executive officer feel this way."

Zhongli recalled the time when Rhine and Hu Tao discussed the script together, and he was genuinely happy at that time.

While Zhongli was lost in thought, Rhine accompanied Hu Tao, each holding one arm, and carried Zhongli out of the tea stall where they were listening to stories. Their playfulness and laughter were genuine.

But he could also feel Rhine's slight fear of him.

"Thanks for clearing up the confusion."

Rhine sighed, as expected nothing could be hidden from Zhongli.

Unlike Venti who slacks off every day, the Rock Prince in front of Rhine is decisive and has an outstanding record. He once won the title of MVP of the Liyue region's battle royale and beat many demons to death or flee.

No matter how kind such a god is, it is impossible for Rhine, as an outsider, not to be a little afraid of him.

After chatting, Zhongli got up and left again.

"The tea with rose scent is not bad. If I invite you to have tea some other day, please don't refuse."

"Sure, sure." Rhine waved goodbye.

But he suddenly remembered that Zhongli never brought money when he went out.

So who should pay for the tea?

Forget it, that's something for Northland Bank to consider.

Rhine packed up the tea set and returned to Baiju Inn.

"Rose?"

As soon as he returned to the inn, Rhine found a rose on the table in the room. Although the thorns had not been cut off, it was still fresh.

The decoration inside Baiju Inn is in the standard Liyue style, with an ancient flavor.

Blue and white porcelains are placed in a staggered manner, and fans with painted landscapes are hung in the house.

Although Liyue also has a decoration style that uses roses as the main theme, such a bright red rose obviously should not appear in such an elegant room.

Rhine broke off the thorns on the rose, holding the rose in his hand and wandering in the corridor.

It wasn't that he couldn't sleep because he drank too much tea, but he wanted to find Rosaline and make some things clear.

"Da da da."

Rhine randomly picked a door and knocked.

The antique wooden door was opened, and a young man in a light gray suit and with orange hair appeared.

"Rhine, what's going on?"

Tartaglia opened the door and looked at Rhine.

"You're still not asleep at this late hour. Are you planning to fight me under the moon like in Liyue's story book?"

Tartaglia felt that he had grasped the point.

The current and former last-in-command of the executive officers stood on the rooftop of a traditional building in Liyue, squaring off under the moonlight.

What do the people of Liyue call this? The Final Battle at the Forbidden City?

Tartaglia immediately became interested.

"You misunderstood, and my injury hasn't healed yet." Rhine quickly rejected this strange invitation.

He lifted the hem of his clothes, revealing the dark red wound.

"I'm here to look for Rosalyn, but I don't know which room she is in."

Rhine explained for Tartaglia.

Since he didn't know where Rosalyn lived, he had to resort to brute force and knock on doors.

"It's at the end of the corridor."

Tartaglia points the way for Rhine.

“She likes remote places, maybe it has something to do with her personality.

But why did you visit her so late at night, with a flower in your hand?"

Tartaglia looked at Rhine, who was holding a rose in his hand.

"My friend, although you are very romantic, her personality is really not suitable for you."

Feeling that she had discovered the truth again, Tartaglia began to persuade Rhine earnestly.

"Don't let your imagination run wild." Rhine's forehead was covered with black lines. He suddenly felt that this warrior was not so pure after all.

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