Genshin Impact: The Sharpshooter of Teyvat

Chapter 1305 The Wildfire of the Eight Trigrams

Meanwhile, on the vast grasslands outside the ranch, the sun shone brightly, and a gentle breeze swept across the grass, creating waves of green.

Herds of cattle and sheep were scattered on the grassland, leisurely grazing on the tender green grass.

Shao Yun rode on the pale pink Andalusian horse "Radish," holding the reins in his hand, but his heart was with Ying.

As Skykirk said, a whole day had passed in the Secret Realm, but only an hour had passed in the Teyvat real world.

He gently patted "Radish" on the neck, looked at the cattle and sheep grazing leisurely in the distance, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

"I wonder how Ying and Skykirk's training is going... It's her first time learning swordsmanship from Skykirk, so she shouldn't take it too seriously and tire herself out."

Although he knew that Ying had Paimon with her and that Skylark would take care of her, he couldn't help but worry, always afraid that she might get hurt because she was too eager to succeed.

After all, even though she's a mother, deep down she's still a restless little girl...

Just as Shao Yun was lost in thought, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a "strange cloud" drifting in the distance.

No, there's a problem!

Shao Yun immediately snapped out of his daze, squinted and looked closely, only then realizing that it wasn't a cloud at all, but a cushion floating in the air!

Upon closer inspection, there was a pink figure sitting on the cushion... It was none other than Sittrali!

Shao Yun smiled helplessly. What was this young lady doing in this desolate place?

Sitella sat on the cushion in a standard "duck sit" position, her hands casually resting on her legs, swaying gently as the cushion moved.

She flew to Shao Yun's side, yawned widely, her eyes still slightly sleepy, and greeted him softly:

"Good morning, Mr. Shao Yun~ I've come to deliver something!"

This clearly indicates that he had just woken up and was sent to deliver something.

As she spoke, Celestella picked up a neatly folded roll of fabric from her lap and handed it to Shao Yun.

The fabric was brightly colored and had delicate embroidery along the edges, making it look quite exquisite.

Shao Yun took the fabric; it felt rather heavy. He unfolded a corner to examine it and couldn't help but complain:

"What is this thing? It feels hard to the touch, is it a seat cushion?"

Upon hearing this, Cecilia instantly woke up, her eyes widening, and she leaned forward slightly, solemnly reminding Shao Yun:

"Hey! Mr. Shao Yun! You're really outrageous! How could you use such precious fabric as a cushion!"

Her voice rose considerably, clearly indicating that she felt Shao Yun's criticism was disrespectful to the precious fabric.

"This is a specially made commemorative fabric! We worked with Mavica until last night to get it ready. It's a token to prove that you defeated the Evil Knight!"

“Take a close look at the battle scenes dyed on it!” Sita Lali said, pointing to the pattern on the fabric, afraid that Shao Yun would say something outrageous again.

Shao Yun suddenly realized that this was the "commemorative tapestry" mentioned yesterday.

He recalled how solemn Mavica had been the night before; he had assumed she would treasure this item and keep it safe.

He scratched the back of his head and muttered to himself, "I thought Mavica would hang this thing in her room and admire it quietly every day, but I didn't expect her to send it to me."

Shao Yun had only muttered it casually, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Upon hearing his words, Cecilia immediately chimed in, nodding and stating with certainty:

"To be precise, Mavica has already hung the original fabric we made yesterday on the wall of her room!"

“She said it was an important memento of Nata’s safety, and she could only feel at ease if she looked at it every day.”

She paused, then added, "This one in your hand was made by Mavica at my request, a one-to-one replica of the original. She specifically asked me to give it to you as a keepsake, and also as a way of thanking you for defeating the Evil Knight and protecting Nata."

After hearing this, Shao Yun was stunned for a moment, then slapped his mouth and complained with a wry smile:

"Okay, okay, I'm such a jinx, everything I say comes true."

As he spoke, he shook his head helplessly and stuffed the replica fabric into the Eastern Legends backpack at his waist...

After Shao Yun accepted the gift, Cecilia suddenly leaned over, winking and looking incredibly gossipy, and asked mysteriously:

"Speaking of which, Mr. Shao Yun, did you commit domestic violence against Mavica?"

"Cough cough cough!" Shao Yun almost choked on his own saliva when he heard the words "domestic violence".

Then, his face changed, and he looked at Sitella and roared, "What did you say?! You've been drinking this morning, what nonsense are you spouting?!"

Seeing Shao Yun's strong reaction, Cecilia pointed to her cheek with an "I understand, I understand" expression and prompted him:

"But yesterday, Mavica's cheek... looked like she'd been hit? If it wasn't domestic violence by you, how could her face be injured?"

As she spoke, she mimicked Mavica's gesture of covering her face, looking quite serious.

Shao Yun's eyes darkened instantly, and he said in a very gloomy tone, "You've gone too far with your jokes. I'm speechless."

"What do you mean by 'domestic violence'! The injuries on Mavica's face were from the enemy, what does that have to do with me? If you keep talking nonsense, I'll beat you up!"

Cetalli, however, didn't quite believe it. She continued to wink and, based on her own and others' guesses, said, "Because of your 'Holy Night Traveler'?"

"In the good part of the thing that Night God gave you, Mavica is on the list!"

With her hands on her hips and her head tilted slightly, she said with an air of self-righteousness:

"Even someone as kind as Grandma Obsidian, who helped you so much and even bought you drinks, didn't make the list, but Mavica did. It seems like there's a possibility between you and Mavica!"

"Now that she's suddenly injured, people are bound to start thinking about you!"

After hearing this, Shao Yun felt a throbbing pain in his temples.

He rubbed his temples, looking at the gossip-fueled Citrali in front of him, and completely lost his temper.

"I'm really impressed by you guys, your imaginations are just too rich."

Immediately afterward, Shao Yun grew impatient with Cecilia's relentless pursuit of gossip, so he simply started explaining things to himself, counting on his fingers.

"Alright, alright, I'll make this clear! The reason why the Holy Night Weavers Association reserved a place for Mavica, I guess, is because she's the most normal god I've ever met! Do you know what the gods I've met before were like?"

"The gods I've encountered before can be summarized as: alcoholic human traffickers, poor people, homebodies, diaper elves, and also a brainless one."

After counting on his fingers, he spread his hands and, being the tallest among the short, said:

"Look, compared to this, Mavica is smart, doesn't mess around recklessly, and manages Nata steadily. Doesn't she seem like a very, very sage?"

"Besides, she gave me the greatest help when I was in my most difficult time; isn't it normal to reserve a place for her on the Holy Night Journey?"

Sitale listened with blinking eyes, but still wouldn't let it go: "That's all? I feel like you're hiding something, there's definitely something fishy going on!"

She always felt that the relationship between Shao Yun and Mavica was more than just "friends helping each other".

Shao Yun was amused by these words, so he simply raised his left hand and brought the shimmering wedding ring on his ring finger to Cetalli's eyes.

“I’m married! Look closely at this wedding ring. I swore an oath before Ying and before God. How could I possibly have any other relationship with Mavica?”

He withdrew his hand, frowned, and complained, "And I really don't understand why you Nata people always love to play matchmaker? Is this part of Nata's traditional culture?"

Cetalli shook her head dismissively, waved her little hand, and began to explain the cultural traditions of Nata, stating matter-of-factly:

"That's tradition, of course! In Nata, everyone thinks the most romantic story is when two heroes go through great battles together and end up either becoming husband and wife or becoming the kind of people who aren't siblings but are closer than siblings!"

She paused, a hint of regret on her face, and added, "And the saddest story is when two heroes who fought together don't end up together, or become enemies because of a misunderstanding."

"So when people see that you and Mavica fought against the Abyss together, and that you were both great contributors to Nata, they can't help but think of things in a romantic direction!"

After listening to this "outrageous" explanation of cultural facts, Shao Yun was stunned for a moment, and then continued speaking in the same vein.

"According to you, Nata's story should also include a plot point where 'if one party is already married, the other party should keep their distance,' right?"

"We can't just force people into couples regardless of whether they're married or not, can we?"

When Sherry asked Shao Yun about the "married" part, she shook her head, her eyes darting around, and it was hard to tell whether what she said was true or false.

"Hmm... In Nata's stories, there are indeed plots where a hero wins the hearts of both a princess and his female companion! Everyone says that's what makes it so amazing!"

Upon hearing this, Shao Yun almost burst out laughing, and mercilessly exposed her: "Come on, this is clearly a plot you saw in Inazuma's light novel!"

Sethellaly's little scheme was exposed, and her cheeks instantly turned red. She hurriedly waved her little hands in protest, "No, that's not true!"

As she spoke, she deliberately turned her head, pretending to look at the grass in the distance, trying to hide her embarrassment.