Honkai Impact 3rd, but I have too many mods.

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"You mean, you want a simpleton to lead a directionally challenged person into a fight?"

"Well……"

Estella really wanted to say that Liu Bai was being too pretentious and there was no need for him to nitpick like that.

But when she put herself in his shoes... ah, it's really unreliable.

It feels like there might be a scenario where Huang Quan falls behind for half a day, and Ying doesn't even realize that someone is missing from his side.

"...Speaking of which, Funina, the one in power in Fontaine...wait a minute!"

Estella suddenly noticed something and glanced at the document in her hand.

"Wait a minute, are there two water gods?"

"It's probably like the relationship between Shadow and Real," Bai said calmly. "And then, what happened to Funina?"

"Ahem... Well, after the Chiyou disaster, Ms. Furynna began a very purposeful global tour, and she will arrive in Liyue in about a week."

"and then?"

"Well... do you think we should postpone our trip to Inazuma?"

"There's no need for that." After thinking for a moment, Bai refused directly.

"But this matter..."

"There are anti-entropy strongholds in the Far East, so discussing it there is the same thing."

Chapter 355 Let's all go fishing!

"Then, let's temporarily reschedule the maids for tomorrow."

Rita glanced at the schedule.

"The original plan was Bronya, Seele, and Cocolia, but we've changed it to the Doctors from Anti-Entropy."

"...By the way, why are they hanging out here?"

"Please have some self-awareness as the 'fat piece of meat'."

…………

"Ah...today's performance was perfect too."

Funina stretched.

"Thank you for your hard work, Lady Fukaros." The elegant woman in a striking blue tricorn hat reached out and took the performance jacket that Funina had taken off.

"Don't be so reserved now, Clarinde, it's not a public place," Furina waved her hand.

"...Yes, Lady Funina."

"I really don't know if you listened or not," Fu Ningna said, somewhat speechless.

"...After all, you could be assassinated at any time during this operation."

Clarin glanced warily at the staff around her.

Ultimately, it's impossible for a global tour to have all the staff at every venue from Fontainebleau... not to mention that Fontainebleau, squeezed by fate, simply doesn't have the time to extend its reach outwards.

Furthermore, given that this is nominally a normal world tour, it's even less likely that excessive security will be provided.

As a result, Fontaine had to provide normal official security while entrusting the remaining security work to credible civilian organizations, who then disguised themselves as fans to accompany the group.

...However, to be fair, Funina already had a lot of fans.

“Assassination... Given the current benefits, Otto doesn’t seem to have any reason to assassinate us.”

Fu Ningna looked slightly serious.

“But… if Otto sees benefits we are unaware of, then it is indeed somewhat dangerous.”

"...No, I think what you're doing now, which is almost a betrayal, is already very problematic." Since Clarinde had taken on the role of guard, she naturally knew roughly what Funina was going to do.

"A problem?" A sly smile, rarely seen on Funina's face, appeared.

"No, not that big—a leader who has left his territory, who is not known for his military prowess, and who only has popular support... even if we were to take action, we should first crush his popular support."

Popularity has a significant impact—especially since Funina remembers that Otto became a bishop five hundred years ago because of it.

That's why Funina said that Otto would take action immediately upon discovering a problem, rather than directly targeting her.

(Lady Furna occasionally shows this wise expression, Claude remarked.)

This deity of ours can be so approachable that people forget he is a god.

"The next stop will be Liyue... and then there will be negotiations... ugh..."

The sly smile vanished, and Funina was troubled again.

(What if the other person is someone like Navelette or Otto...)

I'd probably be so nervous I'd die...

"That's right, the next stop is Liyue."

Claude glanced at the map.

"Now that we've reached Liyue, maybe we can relax a little... However, I heard that the team that set off around the same time as us has already arrived in Liyue..."

A look of worry reappeared on Clarinde's face.

They were clearly very worried that the team had received a mission targeting them, such as assassination or sabotage.

As for this time difference... one can only say it's an unavoidable situation for the performance.

"Don't be so sensitive... Oh, right, I still don't know who's leading the Destiny team."

Funina optimistically changed the subject.

"If it were Rita or Bianca, it would be perfect to invite them for afternoon tea. It's been two or three years since we last had a tea party together, hasn't it?"

This kind of social interaction is, in a sense, a helpless consequence of geographical factors.

A distance of 1,000 kilometers as the crow flies is practically face-to-face for any power, less than ten hours by train, and one or two hours by air or warship.

"Hmm... It's true that Rita is the captain, but there are rumors that the real person in charge is named Eleanor."

Clarinde, as a personal bodyguard, did her homework very well.

"She seems to be an unknown Valkyrie..."

"Eleanor?"

Funina rested her head on her hand, as if she had remembered something.

Hmm... Five hundred years ago, when Otto visited her after his coronation, the name of the female bodyguard beside him seemed to be...

…………

Good morning, Eleanor.

The Herrscher of Domination entered the room with practiced ease and lit new candles.

Eleanor still did not respond to the Herrscher of Dominion's call.

He seemed to think that further discussion was pointless.

"How indifferent." The Herrscher of Domination naturally wouldn't be angry about this indifference—after all, the game had only just begun.

But Eleanor... wasn't as calm inside as she appeared on the outside.

(The feeling of fullness in my chest is getting stronger...)

"Alright, alright, it's time for lunch now, get ready."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

"What! Liu Bai is going to Inazuma!?"

When Ye Lan heard the news in the morning, she slammed her hand on the table.

"Those shameless vixens! They're always trying to seduce Liu Bai into their shady places!!"

"Anxious."

Ningguang calmly stabbed Yelan in the back.

"You... wait a minute!" Ye Lan, who was furious, was about to slap Ning Guang a few times, but when she saw Ning Guang's calm and collected expression, her eyes suddenly flashed with light.

"Ningguang! Do you have a solution?"

Is there anything that can't be done?

Ningguang revealed a confident smile.

Although I am unwilling to join forces with that guy Ye Lan... according to reliable information, Ke Qingmeng, that seemingly honest little sister, has already betrayed me.

Ningguang supports Keqing... or rather, she wanted to drag Keqing down with her, that's true, but she didn't let you surpass her later!

Now, no matter how unwilling Ningguang was, she had to drag Yelan along with her.

...Although Ningguang has Beidou as her best friend, Beidou's attitude towards women is a bit hard to describe.

"Tell me, I haven't even had a chance to use my nose hook and electric dice yet."

Ye Lan immediately stopped being angry and sat obediently next to Ning Guang.

...Although these words made Ningguang want to slap her,

This person has completely evolved into a monster.

“We’ve already signed up to be maids,” Ningguang tapped the table, reminding us, “and… Liyue isn’t far from Inazuma.”

"This... um, I understand!"

Ye Lan understood immediately.

Because they were maids, they could rightfully "serve" their masters.

Furthermore, Liyue is very close to Inazuma, so even if Ningguang went to Inazuma, it would just be a change of office location at most.

It's a very simple idea, but to be able to break free from mental inertia so quickly... No wonder it's Ningguang.

Then Yelan fixed her gaze on Ningguang with a dangerous look.

"If you dare to hold me back, I'll drag you down with me and we'll all self-destruct."

Ningguang could tell from the look in this bastard's eyes that he wanted to use her and then discard her, and would go to Liu Bai to find a reason to keep her there.

"How could that be?" Ye Lan said calmly. "We're best friends."

"hehe."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Good morning, Mr. Liu Bai~

Einstein greeted everyone first, followed by Edison, Tesla, Raeana, and others who filed in and went to bed.

"This maid outfit is so light and airy~"

Einstein, seemingly oblivious to gender differences, subtly lifted her skirt.

...But thinking about it carefully, these people seem to be quite old.

That's a ridiculous reason!

There must be plenty of older "beautiful girls" around here, right?

"Oh, and good morning, Estelle too." Einstein then greeted Estelle, who was sitting next to Liu Bai. "Your face is very red."

"Is...is there?" Estella asked, slightly flustered.

The reason she blushed was simple—Liu Bai had just reviewed her shift schedule.

"Perhaps Dr. Einstein misread it?" Einstein said with a joking smile.

"excuse me……"

The Tesla, which should have been the noisiest, was now blushing and looking rather reserved.

"Why did we have to switch shifts at the last minute?" Tesla muttered shyly.

"Because of the latest battle report."