Chapter 119. The Shogun Comes to Mondstadt
Thus, an invisible storm within Mondstadt quietly came to an end. Yet not everyone felt satisfied. From the shadows, Kuki Shinobu watched the Lady and her subordinates depart, sighing softly as she shook her head.
In the Chat Group
Kuki Shinobu: "@Futsu Mitama Looks like she won't come after you. We'll have to wait seven days."
Futsu Mitama: "Huh? She can endure even that??? Futsu Mitama: "That's…genuinely unexpected."
Yae Miko: "Talking about the Lady? Your plan was sound, but she's extremely cunning. Compared to Scaramouche, she's far more troublesome. She knows both the rules—and how far she can bend them. If you ever move against her, kill her in one strike. Give her no chance to retaliate."
Raiden Makoto: "There is no need to show mercy to enemies. But why say she 'endured' it?"
Azhdaha: "Did you provoke her into attacking?"
Futsu Mitama: "She suddenly approached me, talking about cooperation. I refused—and told her I'd have killed her outside Mondstadt. She lost control, but backed down when I challenged her."
Sangonomiya Kokomi: "That likely conflicted with her objectives."
Kamisato Ayaka: "I agree. She wasn't merely seeking conflict."
Venti: "Ehe It was intentional I'll listen a bit more~"
Futsu Mitama: "WAIT—YOU CAN EAVESDROP???"
Zhongli: "Surprised."
Albedo: "As Anemo governs wind, Barbatos can hear all within Mondstadt."
Klee: "Does that mean Barbatos knows what Klee's doing right now?!"
Venti: "Just call me Venti—it's embarrassing otherwise."
Raiden Makoto: "Yes. Just Makoto."
Guizhong: "Guizhong is fine."
Azhdaha: "Azhdaha works."
Yae Miko: "Distance is still advisable."
Kuki Shinobu: "Agreed."
Sangonomiya Kokomi: "Reverence should always remain."
(Oh, it means that others called Makoto, Maha Rukhadevata, Guizhong, and Azdaha with reverence name like Lord or -sama)
Venti: "Oh, well, it's up to you how you address me. And Klee—are you trying to use the bombs your mom left you to blow up that bad woman right now?"
Albedo: "!!!"
Zhongli: "…"
Klee: "Eh? As expected of Barbatos! You even knew that! Ah—! Mom's bomb is flying!"
Venti: "Hmm…this thing is a bit dangerous. I'll keep it safe for you for now~~"
Klee: "Ugh…okay. Just remember to give it back to Klee!"
Venti: "Don't worry~"
Azhdaha: "The Anemo Archon stealing a little girl's toys."
Raiden Makoto: "I truly didn't expect Barbatos to steal a child's toy."
Venti: "If you'd seen the power of those bombs in her hands, you wouldn't call them toys."
Albedo: "That's true. If that bomb had detonated successfully, half of Mondstadt would've vanished."
Guizhong: "Such power…it sounds quite fascinating. I wonder if it could be incorporated into mechanical engineering."
Azhdaha: "Guizhong, what terrifying thought is that?"
Zhongli: "…"
Guizhong: "Hahaha, don't be scared. I don't even have a body right now—just a passing thought. Still, if I were to reappear—I'd be very interested in what Teyvat has become after a thousand years. I wonder if my knowledge has already become outdated."
Guizhong: "Sigh~ how troublesome."
Maha Rukkhadevata: "There's no need to worry. Knowledge does not regress with time. What you've mastered may shine even brighter once it absorbs the novelties of this era."
Albedo: "Knowledge is boundless."
Venti: "@Albedo, hurry up and get the antidote!"
Albedo: "I'm working on it, but Durin died too long ago. I don't know whether the poison in Dvalin's body has grown even more dangerous. Why not call him over?"
Venti: "Forget it. I can feel that Dvalin desperately needs an outlet right now. In his current state, even if I went, he wouldn't give me a pleasant look."
Raiden Makoto: "So you're letting Futsu Mitama handle it?"
Azhdaha: "You truly don't act like a god—relying on others for such a minor matter."
Kamisato Ayaka: "This…is Futsu Mitama truly all right? Dvalin is one of the Four Winds, a genuine Raiden Shogun's retainer."
Sangonomiya Kokomi: "An existence on the same level as Guuji Yae Miko… is Futsu Mitama really capable of facing him?"
Futsu Mitama: "Don't worry. If things truly become dangerous, Venti won't just stand by."
Venti: "Relax. Futsu Mitama possesses both Electro and Anemo authorities, amplified by a divine implement like Memory of Dust. He's inherited the legacies of both the Raiden Shogun and the Geo Archon—there's no way he'd be weak."
Aila: "Young Master is very strong."
Kuki Shinobu: "Both of you, calm down. Ever since Futsu Mitama left Inazuma, his strength has continuously increased. Even against a Raiden Shogun's retainer, he can fight."
Yae Miko: "Sigh…how touching. The little fellow from back then has truly grown strong."
Raiden Makoto: "Futsu Mitama's innate talent is already extraordinary. Coupled with his daily cultivation…reaching this level is, frankly, abnormal. Even a demon god wouldn't grow at such a pace."
Azhdaha: "True—but I'm more or less used to it by now. Just like how the administrator has hidden rules for strength progression, the Group Leader probably does too."
Zhongli: "By universal rationality, that would indeed be the case."
—
Watching the discussion unfold in the Chat Group, Futsu Mitama smiled faintly and said nothing. After all, the truth was simple—without the Chat Group's cheat, how could his strength have grown so rapidly?
Without the daily check-ins, shared experiences, and the gradual increase in group level, such progress would have been impossible.
That said, Futsu Mitama felt no fear toward Dvalin. At this moment, Dvalin was far weaker than his peak. Five hundred years of Durin's poison, compounded by lingering psychological torment, had left him unable to fight at full strength.
Otherwise, the Abyss Order would never have dared target him, let alone attempt to turn him into a weapon of war. In his prime—unburdened by corruption or affliction—Dvalin was a terrifying existence, one who had slain Durin single-handedly.
Now, however, every negative status effect weighed upon him at once.
Futsu Mitama was confident he could fight him. Still, if possible, he preferred not to.
Dvalin was Barbatos's Familiar.
They were bound to meet in the future. There was no need to turn allies into enemies. As long as Dvalin accepted Albedo's antidote and reunited with Barbatos, the Dragon Crisis in Mondstadt would naturally be resolved.
Yet the Fatui Harbinger's refusal to take the bait left Futsu Mitama with a lingering sense of regret.
He decided that next time, he wouldn't be so conspicuous. Being overly high-profile only made the Harbinger cautious. Next time, he would move quietly—just enough to be noticed.
Curiosity would do the rest.
She would follow.
The matter of the Fatui Harbinger had to be resolved sooner rather than later. Either she died—or she was crippled so thoroughly she could no longer interfere.
If he never encountered her again, so be it. But if paths crossed once more, he would not hesitate. This was not vengeance—it was foresight.
Futsu Mitama knew her nature all too well.
Once offended, she would retaliate with unrelenting cruelty. To avoid future encirclement by multiple Harbingers, it was better to strike first. Since he had already offended her beyond repair, he might as well send her to rest.
An old woman who had lived for five centuries—it was time she was buried.
But for now—Futsu Mitama turned toward the wilderness.
Today was the seventh day. The Raiden Shogun would come. With that thought, he left Mondstadt and headed toward Windrise.
—
Meanwhile, far away in Inazuma—
Within Tenshukaku. The heads of the Three Commissions had gathered once more.
Tenryou Commission: Kujou Takayuki
Yashiro Commission: Kamisato Ayato
Kanjou Commission: Hiiragi Chisato
For Hiiragi Chisato, this was her first time attending such a meeting as head of the Kanjou Commission.
Her heart was tense.
The Hiiragi Clan was still repaying its sins. She dared not act with the slightest presumption. After all, the Raiden Shogun herself had warned—
Should the Hiiragi Clan err again, the Kanjou Commission would require a new head.
In truth, it was only temporary.
Too many families were intertwined with the Hiiragi Clan. Uprooting them all at once would cripple Ritou. Thus, the Hiiragi Clan was granted a chance to breathe. And many nobles now competed fiercely—for the position of the next Kanjou Commission head.
Kujou Takayuki's expression was composed, yet his furrowed brow betrayed unease.
Kamisato Ayato, meanwhile, wore his usual gentle smile—like a courteous elder brother from next door.
Both men sensed something amiss. It had barely been a month since the Raiden Shogun last summoned all three commissions. Why summon them again so soon?
"I will be departing for Mondstadt." The Raiden Shogun spoke calmly, her back turned. "I will return in one or two days. During this time, the Three Commissions are to work together and govern Inazuma in my stead."
Silence fell.
Shock flickered across all three faces.
None of them—neither the inexperienced Hiiragi Chisato, nor the calculating Kamisato Ayato, nor the seasoned Kujou Takayuki—had anticipated this.
Since Inazuma's founding, the Raiden Shogun had left only once.
Five hundred years ago.
And that time, catastrophe followed.
"To leave…Inazuma?" Kujou Takayuki could not restrain himself. "Why, Raiden Shogun?!"
His admiration for her strength bordered on reverence. In his heart, Musou no Hitotachi was the answer to all things. Yet now—
If something happened during these two days—Who would wield that blade?
"Why?" The Raiden Shogun turned to face him, her voice tranquil. "This is a necessary step upon the path of eternity. Eternity does not belong to me alone. Even this body cannot preserve it forever."
"No—!" Kujou Takayuki said fervently. "Under Musou no Hitotachi, no one can defy eternity!"
She did not respond. Her will was not something words could sway. This body was the Eternal Guardian.
Only Raiden Ei herself could challenge its judgment. And Ei had already acknowledged Futsu Mitama's potential.
That was why the Shogun would leave. Seven days away—and he had already grasped Musou no Hitotachi.
Crude. Imperfect. Yet unmistakably real.
Given time…he might truly master it. To wield a god's technique within a human body—
Such talent was terrifying. She wished she could guide him more. Once a week was insufficient. But Yae Miko had gone abroad.
And among all others, the Three Commissions were the only option.
"I understand." Kamisato Ayato bowed slightly. "I will obey the Raiden Shogun's command and safeguard Inazuma with all my strength."
"The Kanjou Commission will do the same," Hiiragi Chisato added hurriedly.
Kujou Takayuki could only nod in resignation. With a final instruction given, the Raiden Shogun raised her hand.
Purple light unfolded. She stepped through the portal—and vanished.
As silence returned, Hiiragi Chisato exhaled deeply. Kamisato Ayato and Kujou Takayuki did not.
Gods did not leave Inazuma.
The last time she did, calamity followed.
Yokai roamed freely. Cities burned.
And even then, Inazuma nearly fell.
Now—
"She must return quickly—" Kujou Takayuki murmured, resolve flashing in his eyes. "That trouble must be dealt with."
"The Resistance?" Kamisato Ayato asked calmly, arms folded. "I heard you suffered a crushing defeat. Honestly, I didn't expect even Kujou Sara to return empty-handed."
Kamisato Ayato could not deny that, at this moment, a trace of schadenfreude flickered through his heart.
After all, it was practically common knowledge throughout Inazuma that he and Kujou Takayuki stood on opposing sides.
One had to remember that, not long ago, the Kanjou Commission and the Tenryou Commission had joined hands to suppress the Yashiro Commission. The reason the Yashiro Commission could now breathe was not due to any mercy from those two factions, but rather the result of Kamisato Ayato's own formidable ability, combined with the lingering influence left behind by the previous heads of the Yashiro Commission.
As for the present Kanjou Commission—
Hiiragi Chisato was simply too young.
Her temperament leaned excessively toward caution, and she dared not act decisively. Even in matters concerning Ritou, she held little more than a nominal position. In truth, real authority had quietly slipped from her grasp—a subtle yet unmistakable form of being sidelined.
Thus, when Kamisato Ayato and Kujou Takayuki continued their conversation, Hiiragi Chisato excused herself with a polite bow and chose to withdraw without hesitation.
The Hiiragi Clan could no longer afford to be entangled in Inazuma's political struggles.
"Hmph." Kujou Takayuki's expression was clearly displeased, yet his tone remained measured as he spoke. "Sara merely committed the most common of mistakes—underestimating the enemy and being too eager to crush the Resistance."
"I can understand that. However, from this point onward, I will personally resolve this issue. I will lead the Shogunate Army myself and completely eradicate those rebels."
With those words left behind, Kujou Takayuki turned and departed. The matter of the Resistance could not be delayed any longer.
At most, he would give himself one month. Once, he had considered cultivating the Resistance as a sharpened blade—one that could be turned against those who opposed him.
But now, that blade had grown beyond what he had anticipated. And a blade that exceeded its wielder's expectations was no longer a tool—it was a threat.
Kujou Sara had already failed twice.
Kujou Takayuki's dissatisfaction toward his adopted daughter had deepened, and this time, he resolved to personally take the field and deal with the Resistance once and for all.
After Kujou Takayuki left, Kamisato Ayato remained behind in silence. He calmly retrieved a cup of milk tea from his sleeve and took a slow sip. A glimmer of contemplation passed through his eyes.
Soon after, Kamisato Ayato left Tenshukaku.
Standing beneath the eaves, he glanced first at Inazuma City, then toward the distant peak crowned by the Grand Narukami Shrine.
Futsu Mitama had left Inazuma.
Guuji Yae Miko had also left Inazuma.
And now—even the Raiden Shogun herself had departed.
Was this merely coincidence?
The Raiden Shogun, who had once enforced both the Vision Hunt Decree and the Sakoku Decree with absolute resolve, had recently shown unexpected leniency—allowing Futsu Mitama and Yae Miko to leave the nation with her tacit approval.
Something unforeseen had clearly occurred. And that made matters—interesting.
"However—"
A sharp gleam of resolve flashed in Kamisato Ayato's eyes.
Kujou Takayuki personally leading troops to suppress the Resistance presented an opportunity. Perhaps, through this operation, the Yashiro Commission could quietly gain control over much of Inazuma City's actual power.
In the past, the Tenryou Commission had constantly interfered, leaving the Yashiro Commission with no opening to act. But now—
If the Resistance proved sufficiently troublesome—Yet almost immediately, Kamisato Ayato suppressed those thoughts.
Kujou Takayuki was not a fool. And the Raiden Shogun would only be absent for two days. If he acted rashly during this window, the situation could easily spiral out of control. It would be far wiser to continue investigating the Kujou Clan's hidden dealings.
Although the Fatui had been unusually quiet in Inazuma of late, silence did not equate to peace.
With that, Kamisato Ayato prepared to return. Inazuma's surface appeared calm—but beneath it, undercurrents churned relentlessly.
—
Meanwhile, upon the sea not far from Inazuma—
Dark clouds roiled overhead, violent winds screamed across the waters, and towering waves surged without mercy.
Against such a backdrop, a merchant vessel bound for Liyue looked pitifully small.
On the deck, the captain and sailors worked desperately, struggling to stabilize the ship and prevent it from being forced back toward Inazuma. If their course were disrupted any further, no one could say where they might be blown.
And that would be catastrophic.
The waters surrounding Inazuma were notorious for the terrifying creatures that lurked beneath their surface. And even here—
The sea was far from peaceful.
"Bang—!!"
A massive octopus tentacle burst from the ocean and slammed down onto the deck. The ship had clearly drawn the attention of a sea monster.
"Scram."
A cold female voice rang out.
In the next instant, a bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, cleaving the tentacle cleanly in two. Purple arcs crackled violently across the surface of the sea.
"These sea beasts are truly persistent."
Standing upon the deck, Yae Miko gazed at the severed limb with a displeased expression.
"I'm already irritated enough as it is. And you creatures still dare to approach? You truly have a death wish."
Yes—Yae Miko was aboard this ship.
After obtaining Raiden Ei's permission to leave the nation, she had initially been reluctant to travel abroad. However, upon learning of the existence of the special husk doll, she could no longer sit still. Compared to the condensed resin in her possession, that item held far greater significance.
It represented hope. The hope of Raiden Makoto's revival.
Condensed resin was valuable, yes—but not enough to make Yae Miko abandon Inazuma and chase Futsu Mitama across Liyue or Mondstadt.
The husk doll was different. It was far too important.
She had to participate personally in the research, to observe it first-hand, and—if possible—replicate similar constructs.
If Guizhong's consciousness could truly inhabit that husk—Who knew what kind of changes might follow?
For that reason alone, Yae Miko decisively set aside all current matters, including the Resistance and Inazuma's internal affairs.
As Inazuma's greatest mastermind, Yae Miko was keenly aware of her own importance. But Raiden Makoto's importance surpassed even hers.
With Makoto's return, Inazuma could, in essence, reclaim the glory of five hundred years ago. Back then, Inazuma's prosperity had not relied solely on powerful demons or exceptional humans. There had been another reason—
Inazuma had possessed two Archons.
One governed.
The other deterred.
In some ways, it mirrored Rex Lapis' situation—though unlike Rex Lapis, who excelled at both governance and battle, the Raiden twins divided their roles.
If Raiden Makoto returned, she could once again govern Inazuma. Raiden Ei, in turn, would only need to act as her shadow—practicing martial arts, indulging in sweets, and enjoying the peaceful present.
As for the Raiden Shogun?
If Makoto returned, the puppet would naturally adapt.
Such a perfect future—
And yet here she was, trapped upon a storm-lashed sea.
An insult beyond measure.
Normally mild-tempered, Yae Miko's patience had worn dangerously thin.
Unfortunately, the weather was not something she could simply overpower. If the waves were smaller, she might have had a solution.
But a storm of this magnitude—said to occur only once in a century—left her with no choice but to endure.
"As expected of Guuji Yae Miko—"
"If Guuji Yae Miko weren't here, we'd probably already be sea beast food."
"To encounter a once-in-a-century storm and still meet Guuji Yae Miko—our luck is incredible."
The captain and sailors spoke excitedly among themselves.
Scenes like this were rare, after all. Out on the open sea, their vessel was far too conspicuous. Sea beasts possessed a degree of intelligence, and some harbored natural hostility toward humans—attacking without reason, or even for sport.
Had Yae Miko not been aboard, the captain might already have chosen to retreat to Inazuma and wait out the storm.
In response to their praise, Yae Miko offered a rather perfunctory smile, assuring them that with the Guuji of the Grand Narukami Shrine present, these winds and waves were nothing to fear. The crew returned to their duties, slowly pushing toward Liyue despite their limitations. Then—
Thunder roared.
Yae Miko's expression shifted. She raised her gaze and saw a figure standing amidst the stormy sky.
"Miko?" Raiden Shogun looked down at her, a trace of confusion in her eyes. "Didn't you depart for Liyue three days ago? Why are you still here?"
Though unfamiliar with sea travel, even she found it odd that Yae Miko remained within Inazuma's waters after so much time.
Still, she quickly dismissed the thought. She was in a hurry.
"!!!"
Yae Miko froze. Then, recalling what Futsu Mitama had said in the Chat Group, her eyes widened.
"Shogun!!! Give me a ride!!! Take me with you to find Futsu Mitama!!!"
"Whoosh—!!!"
Too late.
The moment the word Shogun left her lips, Raiden Shogun had already transformed into a bolt of lightning and vanished.
Yae Miko's expression stiffened.
No words came.
"Ah!!!!"
Regret flooded her heart. If she still possessed the Electro Archon Authority, she could have communicated directly—
But now, there was nothing she could do.
Raiden Shogun, bearing the full power of Raiden Ei, moved at a speed no mortal vessel could ever match.
One moment here.
The next—gone beyond measure.
—
Yae Miko: "Ah!!!! I missed a chance to hitch a ride!!!!"
Yae Miko: "Ah ah ah ah ah!!!! I hate it!!!!"
Sangonomiya Kokomi: "Eh? What happened?"
Guizhong: "Judging by the three consecutive angry emojis, this little fox seems genuinely furious."
Raiden Makoto: "Mm…it seems she encountered the Raiden Shogun passing by."
Maha Rukkhadevata: "Did she watch her flash past?"
Azhdaha: "No. If that were all, she'd only be mildly annoyed—not this upset."
Albedo: "From the text and emojis alone, I can feel Guuji Yae Miko's anger. I should refrain from saying that sentence."
Yae Miko: "Albedo!!! Wait for me!!! I will definitely go to Mondstadt to find you!!!"
Albedo: "…"
Klee: "Scary!!!!"
Futsu Mitama: "What's going on? What happened? Oh? Is it coming? I've arrived at Windrise. This tree is really big."
Raiden Makoto: "I've been there before."
Azhdaha: "Mediocre. Not as big as Mt. Hulao."
Keqing: "Hmm?! Has the Raiden Shogun gone to Mondstadt?"
Kuki Shinobu: "Seems so. Futsu Mitama has already prepared the battlefield."
Venti: "Wait!!! That place isn't suitable for battle!!! @Futsu Mitama, don't go there!!! You and the Raiden Shogun—Beelzebub—go to… Ah! Too late!! I'll send you coordinates!"
Zhongli: "Can't you fight there?"
Venti: "That place is very important. If it gets destroyed, I'll cry. I really will."
Futsu Mitama: "Rest assured. I'll transfer the location to the nearby abandoned ruins. We'll spar there. She'll be careful with the surroundings."
Venti: "Beelzebub is fine, but that Shogun puppet won't show mercy."
Yae Miko: "Is no one curious about what happened to me?!"
Zhongli: "Based on universal rationality, your attitude already explains everything."
Aila: "You likely saw the Raiden Shogun, tried to hitch a ride, and she left."
Guizhong: "A scene easily imagined."
Albedo: "Too tragic. Even more tragic than Klee setting a mountain on fire and being caught by Acting Grand Master Jean."
Klee: "Wuuu~ big brother Albedo—let's not talk about that, okay?"
At this moment, the Chat Group remained lively. Yae Miko's misfortune had drawn out helpless, bitter smiles from everyone.
There was nothing they could do about it. Even though they could clearly feel Yae Miko's indignation and frustration through the screen, they still couldn't stop themselves from wanting to laugh. After all, she had been given a perfect opportunity to reach Mondstadt in an instant—
And yet she had failed to seize it, leaving herself stranded on the open sea. It was, without exaggeration, tragically amusing.
At Windrise, Futsu Mitama let out a quiet sigh as he changed direction and continued onward.
His reason for coming here had been simple: to see this tree.
This towering oak was the very first landmark he had encountered after becoming a Traveler and stepping into the world of Genshin Impact.
And yet, Venti's reaction earlier had stirred a faint sense of curiosity within him.
Was there truly something special about this place? Had he overlooked some crucial detail in his previous life?
With those thoughts lingering in his mind, Futsu Mitama deliberately avoided Windrise and headed elsewhere.
Albedo
Meanwhile, atop the Anemo Archon Statue in Mondstadt City, Venti wore an expression of mild helplessness. If he had a choice, he truly did not want to meet either Beelzebub or the Raiden Shogun. After all, he had indeed done something…rather delicate.
Granting the Anemo Archon Authority to Futsu Mitama had never been about turning him into the Raiden Shogun's retainer.
What a joke.
What could a mere retainer accomplish?
If one was going to act, then one should act decisively—make waves that shook the world.
Futsu Mitama's revealed potential, coupled with his disposition, had already earned the old man's recognition. Otherwise, the title of successor to the Geo Archon would never have been bestowed so casually. The old man must have been tempted—no, intrigued—enough to take that step.
And if Rex Lapis truly intended to claim someone for himself, then even the Raiden Shogun and Beelzebub would have very few options to resist.
As the oldest of The Seven, his strength was known to all.
Even Barbatos himself had no desire to provoke him. Because if he did—
He would genuinely get beaten up.
As for Venti, he naturally had plans of his own.
Raiden Shogun's retainer. Successor to the Geo Archon.
None of those identities aligned with what he had in mind. Yet now, due to Futsu Mitama's appearance at Windrise, he had no choice but to personally intercept Beelzebub—or the Raiden Shogun—and redirect them to a more suitable battleground.
"This is troublesome—"
Venti muttered, rubbing his temples.
"Once I set the battlefield for them, I'll have to run away immediately. Beelzebub might be fine…but that Shogun puppet?"
"I honestly don't know what she'd do to me."
With a helpless sigh, Venti stood up and gazed into the distance. As one of The Seven, he could already sense it—
A terrifying presence was rapidly approaching Mondstadt at an almost unimaginable speed. If nothing unexpected occurred, she would arrive within ten minutes.
Her speed was truly absurd.
As a gentle breeze swept across the statue, Venti's figure dissolved into the wind.
—
Not long after, a soft current of air drifted over Mondstadt's land, quietly heading toward a distant point. From that same direction, a streak of violet lightning tore through the sky, racing straight toward the city. Whether by coincidence, resonance, or mutual perception—
The breeze and the purple lightning halted at the same moment.
The wind condensed into the figure of Barbatos, his face wearing a familiar, carefree smile. The lightning took form as the Raiden Shogun, who gave a slight nod in acknowledgment.
"Yo Long time no see" Venti floated casually in midair, greeting her with a light chuckle. "Now then… should I call you the Raiden Shogun, or Beelzebub?"
"Anemo Archon Barbatos." The Raiden Shogun looked at him calmly, her voice steady and devoid of emotion. "My purpose for coming here is Futsu Mitama. You should have already met him."
Upon the vast plains of Mondstadt, two gods from different nations—
The Anemo Archon of Mondstadt and the Raiden Shogun of Inazuma—
Finally came face to face.
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