Teyvat Survival Guide

Chapter 143: Earthly Spokesperson

While waiting for Albedo to refine the clothes, Grace came with the itinerary.

After the usual greetings, she handed the paper to Samuel.

This schedule is indeed too full... Most people would probably refuse such an itinerary.

But upon closer inspection, all the activities listed by Captain Qin that require Your Majesty's attendance are not meaningless. Each activity can promote certain development and enhance the connections between the Knights Templar, the Church and other organizations.

If her schedule wasn't so full, she would probably help Captain Qin to persuade His Majesty Saint Samuel.

After all, I don't remember His Majesty participating in these activities.

I wonder what kind of expression Your Majesty will have when he sees this form?

Grace thought this while watching Samuel's facial expression.

His Holiness the Pope, wearing a silver crown, was facing the sunlight coming in from the window, and was looking thoughtfully at the form in his hand that listed his itinerary, as if he was reading some ordinary book.

He looked calm and composed.

The whole person is just two words in capital letters.

calm.

Seeing Samuel's expression, Grace was relieved.

It seemed like she was worrying too much.

When His Majesty first came to Mondstadt, he still looked like a six-year-old child. Although he was careful about his words and actions at that time, he still had an unconcealable ignorance in his actions.

However, nearly half a year has passed since then, and His Majesty is probably already familiar with his current identity and environment, and his appearance has also changed into a teenager of sixteen or seventeen years old.

Grace had heard the people of Liyue say a phrase before, which was "Appearance is determined by the heart."

Not to mention that so many things happened during His Majesty's tenure.

She had originally thought that His Majesty might refuse all of them because he had too many things to do.

But looking at the indifferent, crowned, white-haired young man, she couldn't help but shake her head slightly, feeling a little ashamed of her previous thoughts.

Your Majesty... has also grown up.

Grace sighed inwardly.

"Did Captain Qin make this itinerary?" she heard His Majesty ask.

She came to her senses and quickly replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

Then she looked at the white-haired boy wearing the crown, blinked, and took a deep breath.

The movement was so small that Grace wondered if she had seen it wrong.

"I understand. I will communicate with Captain Qin myself when the time comes." Samuel's tone was calm, and no emotion could be heard.

Afterwards, His Majesty talked to her about the preparations for tomorrow's Wind Flower Festival and mentioned many things that needed attention.

Grace didn't react for a moment and could only follow his thoughts and agree with him.

After chatting about this, seeing that there was nothing else that needed attention tomorrow, she took her leave and left the courtyard where Samuel lived.

Then, when she walked onto the colorfully decorated streets of the church district, she suddenly realized.

wrong…

Didn’t I come here to talk about the schedule?

……

Watching Sister Grace leave the courtyard, Samuel turned his eyes to the form in his hand.

Although I understand Captain Yiqin's personality, it was already a great mercy for Samuel to let her arrange the itinerary without being precise to every minute.

But despite this, looking at the densely packed schedule that was accurate to the hour, Samuel still had a headache.

Sometimes I really want to be free and shout out "I am a saint of the God of Liberty, I am free!", then cancel all my plans and find a place with mountains, water and wind, sit under the shade of a tree to enjoy the cool air and do nothing.

But this is impossible, after all, he is the earthly representative of Lord Barbatos.

It's okay to embarrass myself, but I can't embarrass Lord Barbatos.

Thinking of this, the little slime couldn't help but sigh.

Come to think of it, Captain Qin really wants me to participate in more activities like this... She has sent me several invitations before, but I turned them down for various reasons.

I didn't expect that this time it would be directly arranged into the itinerary.

Samuel didn't like occasions like banquets. Not long after the wolf plague was resolved, Captain Qin invited him to one, saying that it was to celebrate the end of the wolf plague and to thank him for his contribution to Mond.

how to say…

Although everyone at the party was respectful and friendly to him, and there was nothing wrong with their words and actions, he always felt that they all had ulterior motives.

Moreover, it was too tiring to communicate with those people. He had to be careful about his words and actions and his manners. He was already very reserved at ordinary times, and he had to be even more reserved when he went to that kind of occasion.

It was a double torture both physically and mentally.

Instead of spending this time on reading a few more books, or refining a few more bottles of Wild Wind Essential Oil to drink.

Hmm… I guess even though that’s what’s written on Captain Qin’s schedule, she’s actually prepared for me not to go.

But this time, I'd better go and talk to her in person if I'm free in the afternoon, otherwise she'll always expect me to attend...

By the way, let's take a look at how Giuliana is preparing.

Samuel looked at the schedule in his hand, planning his afternoon schedule in his mind while secretly worrying about tomorrow's Wind Flower Festival.

This was the scene Albedo saw when he came out.

"What's wrong? Are you worried about something?" He walked over with the luxurious and sacred-looking clothes in both hands.

"Ah, nothing much. I'm just a little worried about the Wind Flower Festival tomorrow," Samuel answered carefully.

Albedo looked at him for a while and didn't ask any further questions.

"The clothes are ready, take them and try them on." As he said this, he handed the clothes to Samuel.

"Okay, thank you Mr. Albedo."

"You're welcome."

The white-haired boy wearing the crown nodded, took his clothes and went back to his room to change.

Albedo glanced at the form he placed on the table and saw everything clearly.

Just by looking at the densely packed itinerary on it, he already knew who made this form.

Only Qin would arrange her schedule so tightly.

Samuel this guy...

If you don't want to, you don't have to accept it.

Thinking of the simple and easy-to-understand wind slime when he first met it in the snowy mountains, and then thinking of the sudden hug it gave him when it first transformed into a human in the snowy mountains, Albedo slowly shook his head.

...I guess Xiaofeng himself didn’t notice it.

He was completely bound by people's views and the rules and regulations of the Knights Templar and the Church.

Thinking of this, Albedo couldn't help but look up at the green trees outside the window that were swaying in the breeze and making rustling sounds.

"The earthly representative of the god of 'freedom'..." He walked to the window, looked through the green leaves at the colorful streets decorated for the Wind Flower Festival, and murmured.

“Why does it feel less free?”

As soon as the words fell, I wondered if it was an illusion.

Albedo felt that the wind flowing around him seemed to suddenly pause at some moment.

Samuel, who had put on the clothes and was looking at himself in front of the mirror in the room, suddenly stopped.

...Did the wind element around us tremble just now?

He hadn't felt anything like this in a long time.

Although it’s only been three or four days since I last felt this way…

But for him, it was a long time!

Samuel's expression could not help but be filled with joy.

Lord Barbatos?!