Carrying the little ninja by the scruff of her neck, Bai Luo walked out of the forest with a piece of cloth tied over his face.
He hadn't found a suitable mask for his "Black Swordsman" persona yet, so he had to make do with this for now.
However, it did make him look sowhat like a mber of the Treasure Hoarders.
"What do you want?"
Igor didn't focus on Sayu, who had already given up struggling, because she didn't look like a dangerous person at all.
However, that masked young man practically had "ill intentions" written all over his face.
"I opened this road, I planted this tree. If you wish to pass, leave behind the toll fee."
[A/N: Even the founder of Treasure Hoarders will have to call Bai Luo, 'dad' for coming up with such a thod of robbery]
"..."
Traveling this path, Igor wasn't unfamiliar with fleeing miners.
But those people would at most threaten him with pickaxes; this was the first ti he'd encountered soone quoting bandit poetry so elegantly.
"Deal with him. We've wasted enough ti already."
Sheathing his weapon, Igor spoke to his trusted aide beside him.
This thoroughly ordinary young man had no visible Vision, posing absolutely no threat.
And judging by the way he carried his sword, the guy was a complete amateur.
Carrying a single-handed sword of that length on one's back made it incredibly difficult to draw.
Did he think he was a Vision holder? Able to summon the sword from his back into his hand with a whoosh?
"Argh!"
But just as Igor turned around, his trusted aide scread and flew backward, passing right through Igor's body before rolling a few tis on the uneven ground and falling silent.
"Hiss—"
Igor sucked in a breath of cold air and hurriedly patted himself down.
If his eyes hadn't deceived him, his aide had just passed directly through him?
What kind of technique was this? Why had he never heard of it?
Actually, compared to him, Bai Luo, who had just unleashed a Sonic Boom, was even more surprised.
He rembered the skill description only saying there was a chance to pass through the target or obstacles, so how...
Damn it! A bug! This is definitely a bug!
[Ding!]
Just then, the System chid, and a small red dot popped up.
Under the skill description for Sonic Boom, a new line had appeared.
Skill: [Sonic Boom]
Launch a powerful raid on the target, knocking back all enemies encountered along the path a short distance. If the target hits an obstacle during the knockback, they take extra damage and are stunned for 1.25 seconds.
Note (1): There is a certain probability that after charging, you will pass through the target character, resulting in a failed knockback.
Note (2): When using this skill to knock a target into an obstacle, the Black Swordsman has a certain probability of passing through the wall.
Note (3): After using this skill to knock back a target, there is a probability that the target will pass through other targets or obstacles.
Note (4): To be added...
The above situations are all considered normal functionality. Please do not mistake them for bugs.
Bai Luo: "..."
Fine, you win. Not only are you hot-fixing skill descriptions on the fly, but you've also learned to cover your own tracks.
Bai Luo suddenly realized that ever since he started interacting with things related to Gods, his System's intelligence seed to be increasing.
Before, it was dead silent; no matter how Bai Luo called, it wouldn't respond. For a ti, Bai Luo even forgot he had such a thing.
But now, not only did it frequently "co back from the dead," but it also seed to have quietly gained so semblance of intelligence.
Thinking about it carefully...
It seed to have started in Liyue, right?
Hmm... once Zhongli retires and Tartaglia gets beaten up by the little blonde traveler, I'll sneak off to Liyue.
Maybe there will be a surprise waiting for .
He hadn't forgotten that Zhongli told him the problem with his soul lay with an exorcist clan in Liyue.
"Who are you? Why are you hijacking a Fatui convoy?"
This ti, Igor was on high alert. While ordering his n to prepare for battle, he tried to pressure Bai Luo verbally.
"Why am I hijacking a Fatui convoy? Don't you have a clue yourself?"
"..."
As ntioned before, the Fatui's reputation in Teyvat wasn't exactly stellar; even so citizens in Snezhnaya didn't understand them.
Igor had announced the Fatui na hoping to scare the other party off.
This batch of Mora was too important. If lost, not only would [The Instructor] give him trouble, but his direct superior, [The Regrator] (Pantalone), wouldn't let him off either.
The Instructor was fine; from what he'd gathered, The Instructor was quite amiable, always smiling and giving people fruit to eat.
Losing the Mora would at most cause him to lose The Instructor's trust, not his life.
But if [The Regrator] found out he lost this much Mora... he was dead at.
However, he hadn't expected the other party to answer like that.
"So... there's no room for negotiation?"
Igor narrowed his eyes slightly, killing intent rising in his heart, hidden behind his squinting gaze.
Stepping past his subordinates, Igor decided to handle this himself.
The scene of his aide being knocked flying and phasing through his body was just too bizarre.
He didn't think his n could handle this guy.
This ti, he didn't use the weapon in his hand but casually pulled out another weapon he had kept at his waist.
With a few quick adjustnts to remove the disguise, the katana-like weapon transford into a Pyro Skirmisher's rifle.
"Let's get things heated up!"
Pyro elental energy beca active at a visible rate. The fla patterns on the rifle seed ready to envelop Igor.
As one of the first Fatui mbers deployed to Inazuma, even though he was assigned to the Special Operations Unit, he was still part of the Skirmishers.
It was understandable that he possessed this weapon.
As long as the opponent didn't have a Vision and couldn't counter the shield his Pyro rifle provided, he would be undefeated...
Schlk—
Just as he raised the rifle, the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh reached his ears.
Followed by a cold sensation in his back.
"You..."
Schlk—
Before Igor could voice his question, several other subordinates walked over and stabbed their knives directly into his vitals.
"Lieutenant Igor of the Fatui 3rd Special Operations Unit. Due to your repeated leaking of classified intelligence and sabotage of our plans, in accordance with regulations, you are sentenced to death, effective imdiately!"
The colleague who had been laughing and joking with Igor just monts ago now emotionlessly read out his cris.
Every item, every instance was backed by solid evidence, leaving him no room to refute.
"I... I want to see Lord Instructor... and Lord Pantalone."
As a lieutenant in the Fatui Skirmishers, Igor had been physically enhanced. Even though he had been stabbed through, if he received tily treatnt, his chances of survival were still high.
Unexpectedly, the masked man standing opposite him leisurely walked over.
"The person who ordered your execution is your beloved Pantalone. As for The Instructor... take a guess who I am?"
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