"It's fine."
"By the way, how did you two even provoke that thing?"
Rowan smiled as he let go of Lumine's little head and looked at Paimon.
Those two probably wouldn't recklessly go challenge something they clearly couldn't beat, right?
Not to mention Lumine—Paimon definitely wasn't the type to go courting death by picking a fight with it.
Lumine blushed and tidied up her hair, then couldn't help complaining.
"How would I know?"
"We were just passing by a place, and then, for no reason, a gigantic monster suddenly charged out of it."
"And while we're at it—what even is that thing?"
"It looks like a bigger Hilichurl, and it also has super high elemental resistance. My Fuatsu-ken (Wind Pressure Sword) hit it, and it didn't take any damage at all."
The more she talked about it, the angrier Lumine got.
She and Paimon had been minding their own business, just passing through, and that thing started chasing them.
Where were they supposed to argue their case?
And its combat power and defense were terrifying too.
Otherwise, there was no way Lumine would've chosen to retreat and run.
"That's a Stonehide Lawachurl—the king-class unit among Hilichurls. The heavy armor on its body is condensed from Geo."
"Defense is its biggest strength. Anemo against Geo, plus your current strength being… well, about this level."
"So of course you did basically no damage. If you've ever been to Dragonspine, there's also a Frostarm Lawachurl over there. That one's Cryo."
Rowan's explanation made Lumine suddenly understand.
Then Lumine looked at Rowan with curiosity and asked, puzzled,
"Wait, that's not right. You're a transmigrator too, so why do you know so much about this stuff?"
"Even locals of Teyvat don't necessarily know as much as you do, right?"
"Paimon doesn't even recognize that thing."
As she finished, Lumine even took a shot at Paimon.
Paimon immediately got unhappy.
"I'm a guide, not an encyclopedia!"
"I know the customs and geography of the Seven Nations really well, but monsters? How would I know that!"
"I'm not an adventurer—shouldn't this be something you're supposed to know?!"
But Lumine treated Paimon's defense as pure stubbornness and simply ignored it.
That made Paimon feel a bit depressed… until she saw the materials dropped on the ground after the Stonehide Lawachurl died. Instantly, all that gloom vanished.
These were rare materials—just one could sell for tens of thousands of Mora.
And a bunch had dropped!
Huh, but… why did so many drop today?
Normally, if a monster dropped three or four materials, you'd already be thanking the Archons.
Today it dropped more than five.
If they sold all of these, they'd get close to a hundred thousand Mora.
That was basically Lumine's weekly earnings.
This was insanely lucky.
Rowan, on the other hand, knew exactly why.
Because Klee was here, and he was here too.
Klee's luck was no joke. It wasn't quite "wish for anything and it appears," but it was pretty close.
Even if she went out and did nothing, she might still end up picking up money.
That was the value of a Four-Leaf Clover Constellation.
And as for Rowan—there was no need to explain. The Golden Rule buff was right there.
Not to mention it had advanced.
This was only monster loot.
If it were a treasure chest… there was a real chance Paimon could open it and find a million Mora inside.
In the end, Golden Rule was more about money than anything else.
"I've run into it before, so I know what it is."
"Otherwise, what did you think?"
"So that's how it is!"
Lumine nodded as if enlightened, then asked curiously,
"Right—why are you and Klee in Whispering Woods?"
"What's Klee doing?"
Lumine had already noticed Klee rummaging around in a pit off in the distance, searching everywhere, and looked at Rowan in confusion.
"Her treasure went missing, so she dragged me here to solve the case."
"Who knew we'd run into you two like this the moment we arrived?"
Rowan shrugged and explained casually.
"So that's what happened. Then what's her treasure?"
"We can help too!"
Paimon's little ears twitched. The moment she heard the word "treasure," she got excited.
She swiftly stuffed everything on the ground into her personal storage space.
Then she flew up in front of Rowan with sparkling eyes, looking like a complete money-grubber.
Before Rowan could answer, a fiery-red figure suddenly popped out of the bushes in the distance.
It was an Abyss Mage.
And what made everyone's expressions turn strange was that a bouncing bomb was floating right in front of it.
The instant Klee saw the guy, she understood.
Her treasure had been stolen by this thing.
She immediately shouted in a cute-but-fierce voice,
"That's my treasure!"
"You fluffy little thief—give my treasure back!"
Now Paimon didn't need Rowan to explain what Klee's "treasure" was.
She was instantly speechless.
This thing absolutely could not be picked up casually.
If it exploded by accident, they'd get blasted straight into the sky.
They had personally witnessed the power of Klee's bombs.
No joke—one bomb was enough to blow Mondstadt's city gate into rubble.
So if this was Klee's treasure… yeah, better not go anywhere near it.
When the Abyss Mage saw that Klee wasn't alone and that there were two more people with her, it immediately prepared to retreat.
"Tch, miscalculated."
"I didn't think that girl would have helpers with her!"
Its original plan had been to use the bouncing bomb to lure Klee and capture her.
Who would've guessed that Klee—who was usually alone—now had two people with her?
As for Paimon, it had already labeled her a harmless mascot.
Paimon: You're the mascot! Your whole family are mascots!
Unfortunately for it, everything was already too late.
It had just turned around to leave when it realized it couldn't move at all.
Its entire body trembled, like a flood-beast was staring at it from behind.
This was… killing intent?
The Abyss Mage's tiny eyes widened in disbelief.
How many monsters would you have to kill to condense such pure killing intent?
Mondstadt actually had an existence this powerful?
Why had it never heard of this before?
Could this be why His Highness suddenly gave up on turning Stormterror, the Dragon of the East Wind, into a weapon of war—
If Rowan knew what nonsense it was thinking, he'd only sigh and say:
Overthinking is lethal.
He hadn't even said anything yet, and this thing had already practically imagined him as Mondstadt's hidden strongest trump card.
"Talk."
"Where did you hide Klee's treasure?"
"And what are you collecting her treasure for?"
(End of Chapter)
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