Arlecchino, still carrying Noah, didn't slow her pace, In fact, she moved like an arrow released from a bow, incredibly fast.
Before long, Arlecchino arrived with Noah at Snezhnaya harbor.
Without hesitation, she headed straight for a ship that had been docked at the pier for half an hour.
However, two Fatui soldiers blocked their path.
"Non-essential personnel are not allowed near the dock…please present identification!" one of the soldiers said sternly, acting as if strictly following orders.
Arlecchino simply snorted and sneered, "What? Even a Fatui Harbinger like me needs to show ID to you?"
Her voice was distinctive—among all the people in Snezhnaya, no one could mistake it.
The two soldiers immediately recognized her identity as soon as she spoke.
The previously stern soldier's expression changed instantly, he now spoke in a flattering tone: "Ah… it's the Harbinger! My Apologies… please forgive us."
Arlecchino replied coldly, "I don't have time for idle talk… step aside."
"I need to board the ship heading to Mondstadt," she continued, her tone icy and unyielding, as if freezing the very air around her.
"All right~" The first soldier immediately moved aside, though his actions were slightly rushed.
But at that moment, the other soldier frowned, clearly displeased with his colleague's behavior.
He stepped forward, leaning slightly, and once again blocked Arlecchino's path.
This sudden obstruction caused Arlecchino to clench her fists instinctively. A surge of uncontrollable anger rose in her chest.
The cursed flames flowing in her blood began to boil, threatening to consume her reason entirely.
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to suppress the desire to lash out, trying to keep her voice calm: "What's the matter this time? Are you testing whether I'm really a Fatui Harbinger?"
Her gaze locked on the soldier in front of her. Her eyes were pitch black, with a red cross-like pattern flickering in the center like burning fire.
Though she tried her best to control her emotions, the effort in her voice couldn't hide the anger inside.
Every word seemed forced through clenched teeth, heavy with suppressed power, making anyone who heard it shiver.
As her emotions grew more intense, her aura suddenly surged.
An invisible pressure radiated from her, like a crashing wave sweeping through the surroundings.
Amid the overwhelming aura, strands of blood-red light appeared, twisting and writhing in the air like living snakes, creating a scene that struck fear into anyone who saw it.
The tips of these blood strands pointed directly at the two Fatui soldiers, ready to strike lethally at any moment.
The first, previously flippant soldier turned pale, his legs weakened, collapsing helplessly on the ground.
The soldier blocking Arlecchino now felt even worse… as most of the pressure was aimed directly at him.
The crushing aura pressed down like a mountain, leaving him almost unable to breathe.
The soldier felt as if he were standing in the middle of a blazing inferno, ready to be consumed at any moment.
Luckily, he had undergone rigorous training, with both his physical and mental resilience far exceeding that of ordinary people.
This allowed him to barely withstand Arlecchino's overwhelming aura.
Anyone else would have been frightened into collapse long ago—like the other soldier already lying on the ground.
Even so, he felt a tightness in his chest, dryness in his throat, and a metallic taste of blood rising in his mouth.
He forced himself to say, "Harbinger… I did not doubt your identity."
"J-just… uh!" He tried to speak further, but suddenly a gush of fresh blood spurted from his mouth.
The bright red blood arced through the air before falling to the ground, forming a small pool.
A stray droplet, carried by a gentle breeze, landed on Noah's face.
The warmth of it instantly roused him from the daze caused by Arlecchino's terrifying aura.
"Uh… what's happening?" Noah murmured, still half-dazed.
He rubbed his eyes, trying to regain full awareness.
Then, feeling the unusual heat emanating from Arlecchino, he exclaimed in surprise: "It's so hot!"
His voice, deep and clear, was like the first drop of morning dew falling onto a green grass—calming and serene.
At that moment, Arlecchino had been lost in an overwhelming surge of desire, her mind and body consumed, as if she were trapped in a bottomless abyss.
But when Noah's voice reached her, Arlecchino suddenly snapped back to reality. Her eyes widened, and rationality reasserted control.
Gradually, the terrifying aura surrounding her dissipated, and the heavy, oppressive air returned to its usual coolness.
She took a deep breath, letting the crisp of Snezhnaya air fill her lungs, calming both her heart and mind.
As her rationality returned, her body temperature began to drop rapidly.
"I was reckless just now. Releasing my aura here could attract unwanted attention… I need to leave quickly," she thought with a hint of annoyance in her mind.
Then she exhaled slowly: "What's all this fuss for?"
The soldier wiped the blood from his mouth and said, "We don't need to verify your identity… but the person you're carrying needs to be recorded."
"He belongs to me. There's nothing to record!" Arlecchino snapped impatiently. "Just… move aside."
The soldier seemed about to speak further, but another soldier stopped him, bowing slightly.
"Sir… he's new and doesn't fully understand. Please forgive him. You may proceed."
Hearing this, Arlecchino said no more. She boarded the ship with Noah in her arms, leaving behind a single instruction:
"If anyone asks what happened, you know what to say, right?"
"Yes, sir!" The soldier quickly nodded.