Genshin Impact: The Sharpshooter of Teyvat

Chapter 1095: The Market-like Office

In the morning, Nata, the Holy Flame Arena, the discussion room.

Mavica finished her breakfast and stretched her muscles.

After this period of rest, her body has almost recovered and she can start morning exercises again.

I remembered that I had promised Sinoning that I would not disturb her, so I could only use the Woluzhibang running fitness method and no longer rely on the cycling bike.

Thinking of this, Mavica took a deep breath and adjusted her breathing rhythm.

Although she knew that her running speed was not as fast as that of "speedsters" like Ianshan and Varesa, for her who was in the recovery stage, being able to exercise her body through running was enough.

Mavica spread her legs slightly apart, bent her knees slightly, and let her hands hang naturally. Just as she was about to exert force with her legs to start a relaxing "marathon" morning exercise, a familiar "whoosh" sound came from above her head.

She looked up and saw Xitlalli riding the flying pillow, slowly floating towards her.

"Mavica! Wait a minute! I have something important to tell you!" Sitrali shouted, waving her hands from a distance.

As soon as she finished speaking, she controlled the pillow and stopped it steadily in front of Mavica. She jumped off the pillow nimbly, not even taking a breath. She quickly leaned close to Mavica's ear and said in a low, mysterious voice:

"Shao Yun and Ying are getting married! It will probably be when their ranch is completely built. You must prepare in advance and be sure to attend!"

Mavica had tensed up and was about to run, but when she heard the words "Shao Yun and Ying are getting married", it was as if the pause button was pressed. She stood there in a daze.

She opened her mouth, but it took her a long time to find her voice. With a trembling voice of disbelief, she said, "Um... a wedding? Shao Yun... is he really going to have a wedding with Ying?"

Xitlal nodded vigorously, but her mind was obviously not on the "wedding" itself, but on the wine at the wedding.

"That's right! It's the wedding! The venue will definitely be filled with all kinds of alcohol, wine, cider, beer... I must drink to my heart's content!"

She was so absorbed in her fantasy of fine wine that she didn't notice anything strange about Mavica.

At this moment, Mavica's mind was full of the news that "Shao Yun is getting married", and she couldn't figure it out like a tangled mess.

She knew that Shao Yun and Ying would get married, but she didn't expect it to happen so soon.

The complex emotions swirling within her left her with no energy to listen to what Sitrali said next. She could only subconsciously say, "I understand... I'll remember that."

Sitrali noticed that Mavica was feeling a little down, so she asked, "What's wrong? You don't seem happy. Don't you want to attend Shao Yun and the others' wedding?"

Mavica's heart trembled when she heard this.

She was afraid that Xitlari would notice her strange feelings towards Shao Yun.

In a panic, she pretended to be calm and lied to cover it up: "Nothing, it's not that I don't want to go."

"It's just that the wound on my back hasn't healed completely yet. I'm worried that any excessive movement will cause damage to the wound, so I'm suppressing my excitement."

As she spoke, she deliberately raised her hand and gently pressed her shoulder, acting cautiously, fearing that Sitrali would notice the flaw.

As expected, Xitrali was diverted by these words. She no longer worried about Mavica's emotions and walked forward thoughtfully.

"Oh, you're talking about the wounds you sustained from the battle with the Fatui's executive officer, 'Captain'? I heard you mention them when I came to see you a few days ago. How's your recovery going?"

Mavica secretly breathed a sigh of relief, a relieved smile on her face, but when she answered, she deliberately prolonged her recovery time to prevent Sitrali from asking more questions.

"It's almost healed, thanks to the medicine Ying prepared. It's very effective. However, the deep wound needs another day or two to recover, so I can't do any strenuous exercise for the time being."

In order to completely dispel Xitila's suspicion and prevent her from getting suspicious about her "going out for morning exercise", she quickly added:

"But I hate staying in my room all day to recuperate. It's so boring that I'm going to die."

"Although I can't do strenuous exercise, it's always okay to go out for a walk, right? So I plan to go for a walk around the neighborhood and breathe some fresh air."

Xitrali hadn't thought much about it. When she heard Mavica say the wound was almost healed, she breathed a sigh of relief and patted her chest, sighing:

"That's great! I was worried that your injury would affect your attendance at the wedding. You need to get well soon, or else you'll miss out on all the wine at the wedding if you can't drink it!"

In her eyes, there was nothing more regrettable than "not being able to drink good wine", and she was completely unaware of the subtle thoughts in Mavica's words.

Mavica smiled as she said this: "Don't worry, I won't miss it."

Sitrali had several people waiting for her to notify, so she didn't stay any longer and waved to Mavica.

"Okay, I won't disturb your walk. I still need to go inform Xinoning and the others. I'll try to notify everyone today!"

"Mavica, you should go home early and rest. Don't get too tired. You need to be energetic on the wedding day!"

"Well, be careful on your way." Mavica nodded and watched Sitrali jump back onto the pillow, controlling it to slowly rise into the air and float away.

The smile on Mavica's face gradually faded until Sitrali's figure completely disappeared from her sight.

……

After Sitrali's pillow completely disappeared into the sky, Mavica stood there in a daze for a long time.

My enthusiasm for morning exercise had long been wiped out by the news that "Shao Yun is getting married", and I no longer had the strength to run forward even a step.

She slowly turned around, her eyes falling on the office not far behind her, and walked towards it with dragging steps. Her back looked particularly dispirited in the sunlight.

"Hey, Shao Yun is getting married..." On the way back, Mavica couldn't help talking to herself.

"It's obviously a happy occasion, and everyone should be happy for them, but why do I feel... empty inside?"

As she spoke, she subconsciously raised her hand to cover her chest.

There was no wound there, but there was a burst of fine and dense pain, as if an invisible needle was gently pricking it, causing soreness, swelling and dull pain.

Just like what Sitrali described, the feeling of the heroine in the light novel when she suffers a broken heart.

Mavica paused, stunned for a moment, then shook her head, forcing herself to pull herself out of this depressed mood.

She laughed at herself in her heart:

"Forget it, forget it, don't think too much! It's not a big deal! Shao Yun and Ying are a couple, and getting married is a matter of time. Why should I be sad about it?"

"Just go to the wedding and give your blessings. I can also take this opportunity to confess to Ying my previous feelings for Shao Yun, so that I won't have to worry about it in the future."

She took a deep breath, tried to straighten her back to make herself look stronger, and continued to comfort herself in her heart.

"There's no need to be so depressed! Shao Yun is the hero who saved Nata after all. I'm lucky to be his friend. So what if we can't be husband and wife?"

"Friends can always look out for each other! Sadness is nothing, it will be all right in a couple of days!"

That being said, the dull pain in my chest did not ease at all.

She knew that she shouldn't be so distraught. It was only natural that Shao Yun and Ying should be together.

But the feelings that had been hidden in my heart for a long time were completely touched the moment I learned that "he was getting married", and the surging emotions could not be suppressed.

Mavica bit her lip and quickened her pace towards the meeting place. She wanted to go back to her room quickly. Maybe if she could be alone for a while, the uncomfortable feeling would be alleviated.

When Mavica returned to the office and opened the door to her bedroom, she had only one thought in her mind.

I quickly crawled into the quilt, wrapped myself up, and stayed quietly for a while, so that the dull pain in my chest could slowly dissipate.

She had even thought about making herself a cup of bitter water later, perhaps the sweetness could dilute the loss in her heart.

But just as she pushed open the door and stepped into the bedroom, she was stunned.

There was a strange woman sitting on the originally empty chair!

The other person was wearing a metal witch hat with a golden ring on her head. She leaned back in her chair elegantly, holding a white porcelain teacup in her hand and drinking tea slowly.

It gave the impression that this was not Mavica's bedroom, but her own living room.

Mavica tensed instantly, all her feelings of loss replaced by vigilance.

She took a sharp step back, ready to fight.

When did Nata's power center, the "Talk Room", become a vegetable market where anyone can enter and exit freely?

Last time, Xiao was at least standing at the door, but this time he just doesn't carry anyone on his back?

She stared at the woman in the chair with obvious hostility and asked coldly, "Who are you? Why are you in my room? Who allowed you to come in?"

The mysterious woman sitting on the chair heard the question, slowly put down her teacup, raised her head and showed a gentle smile.

The smile was neither flattering nor ostentatious, and he said calmly, "Hello, Miss Kagami. Don't be so nervous, I mean no harm."

When this voice reached Mavica's ears, it felt familiar, as if she had heard it a long time ago.

She blinked, trying to search for relevant memory fragments in her mind. After a long while, she said uncertainly:

"Your voice... seems familiar."

"Wait a minute, I remember now! Are you the one who contacted me a long time ago and told me that Shao Yun and his family would come to our Nata and asked me to help take care of them and entertain them?"

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but Mavica couldn't remember the name of the woman in front of her. She could only vaguely use "that person" instead, with a look of frustration on her face.

I clearly wrote down the name at that time, so why can’t I remember it now?

Alice looked at Mavica's frustrated look, and instead of being angry, she found it somewhat amusing.

She crossed her legs slightly, then picked up the cup of black tea with sugar and lemon, took a sip, and then slowly introduced herself:

"You are so forgetful. My name is Alice."