bullyxtreme Chapter 377 Diluc: I knew Mu Feng was a siscon.
Chapter 377 Diluc: I knew Mu Feng was a siscon.
The blade of the West Wind Sword pierced the slime's elemental core with precision and swiftly knocked it away just before it exploded.
The fire slime spun through the air in a graceful arc before landing directly among a pile of lightning slimes.
The next moment, the elemental core collapsed, and the high concentration of fire and lightning elemental forces collided, instantly triggering a chain reaction.
Instantly, the sound of intense explosions could be heard.
"Now it's 164 against 147."
Mu Feng sheathed his sword, whistled, and leaned leisurely against a sunset fruit tree, sword in hand.
A sure win, leading by seventeen points, is it really possible to turn the game around?
While this move might seem like prematurely opening the champagne, Barbatos is on top, and on the other side is a bunch of fire slimes.
There are seven elements, and only one can break the corresponding elemental shield. Unfortunately, fire is not one of them.
"Don't get cocky, the battle isn't over yet."
Diluc gritted his teeth and swung his greatsword, knocking away two large fire slimes that were closing in on him.
The greatsword fell from the sky, cleaving the monster in two before it even hit the ground, and the shattered core exploded.
The dust kicked up by the explosion left Diluc covered in soot, his neat knight's attire instantly stained with a disheveled gray-black.
Even blacker than charred ash was the knight captain's face.
No wonder Mu Feng was unusually enthusiastic about proposing the contest before leaving the city today; it turns out he was waiting for him here.
He'd been tricked, and losing a cup of wine and dying in the afternoon was a small matter, but whenever Diluc saw that guy's smug expression, he felt like his greatsword was getting out of control.
Moreover, this guy was making sarcastic remarks from the side.
Do you know why Retweet and Fire Slime can't ride in a carriage together?
"Because they will be overloaded."
Yes, it's sarcastic remarks in a physical sense.
Its coldness is almost equivalent to a 100% melting reaction with a fire slime.
How could this guy, with a mouth that's 37 degrees Celsius, utter such a cold joke?
It's hard, the fist is hard.
Dude, run! I have a dual personality.
Mu Feng, holding his sword, stood aside gloating. But that's not quite right; he didn't do it on purpose, it was just premeditated.
It's all because someone was so disloyal as to leak his whereabouts to Barbara last time, resulting in him being able to taste different levels of Jueyun pepper flavor in his breakfast milk for three consecutive days.
Diluc pursed his lips, his eyes darting around. After all, that little girl Barbara had come armed that day; the syringe she was carrying was almost as big as the greatsword in his hand.
They said it was nurse equipment imported from Fontainebleau, but in reality, he would believe it even if they said it was some kind of heavy weapon.
There's an old saying in Liyue: "Better to die a fellow Daoist than a poor one."
Although his swordsmanship was not bad, he was afraid that the easily angered priestess would give him an immediate injection or some other prescription.
Seven steps away, the syringe is fast.
Within seven steps, the needle is both fast and accurate.
Lord Barbatos will forgive you.
But my medical syringes don't.
Even today, a battle-hardened cavalry captain still feels a chill when he recalls the gleaming needle.
This is not called cowardice, this is called conscientiousness.
This is not a retreat, it is a strategic shift.
Moreover, putting aside the facts, doesn't Mu Feng have any problems at all, having provoked so many girls?
He sacrificed his own family for the greater good, and he has a clear conscience!
Thinking of this, Diluc straightened his chest once again. As a Knight of Favonius, he felt that he had done the right thing.
It was definitely not because Miss Barbara had agreed to help him deal with that pile of love letters that were giving him a headache.
Mu Feng only lost one day of his time management plan.
But he discarded an entire stack of anonymous love letters! That was enough time for him to sit down at his own tavern, Angel's Gift, and enjoy a few glasses of fresh dandelion wine.
Ah, Barbatos above, may the wind god deceive you.
In the end, Diluc unsurprisingly lost the match.
Regarding the wager, Diluc readily agreed to a cup of afternoon death, with Prince Kaeya footing the bill.
What? You're saying Kaya himself isn't here?
It's okay, we'll deduct it from his monthly allowance.
In the Dawn Winery, Kaiya, who was reading alone, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, as if her wallet was about to sink.
I have a bad feeling; my right eyelid is twitching badly.
Kaiya shook his head. Oh well, he'd have to take the Knights' entrance exam next year, so he'd better start reviewing history.
First time: Vanessa was the first Dandelion Knight.
Closing the book: Vanessa's Custom-Made Hunt for Miyako VII.
During the exam: Vanessa ate lichen-flavored dandelion cheese.
Soon, the sound of reading aloud filled the manor once again.
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Meanwhile, having finished their monster-clearing mission, Diluc and Mufeng returned to Mondstadt to report back to the Knights of Favonius.
"I mean, with so many spicy drinks, I remember you said you didn't like seasonings like Jueyun Jiaojiao, right?"
Diluc's lips twitched involuntarily as he looked at the whole case of Jueyun Pepper-flavored drinks that Mu Feng was carrying.
Could it be used to condense it and then retaliate against him for betraying us?
"And romance novels...you need this too?"
He picked up a novel, flipped through a few pages, and discovered it was Yaedo's latest love story, which deepened his doubts.
This guy has so many girls around him that you can't count them on two hands. Surely this novel isn't some kind of essential guide on how to prevent the Quintessential Quintuplets from being split into five different parts?
Mu Feng rolled his eyes, snatched the romance novel back from Diluc's hands, and put it back in his bag.
"The spicy drinks are Barbara's, and the novels are Jean's."
"Be careful not to spill the spicy drink."
As she spoke, she gave Diluc a wary look, as if he were a thief, and moved her drink slightly away from him.
This gesture practically screams "Beware of fire, theft, and Diluc!"
Diluc wasn't annoyed. He grinned and nudged Mu Feng with his elbow, jokingly teasing him.
"Hey, I knew it. No wonder there are always rumors in the city that the knight of the Gunnhild family is an extreme siscon."
"Speaking of which, Barbara is so cute and clingy to you, aren't you afraid that one day she'll be kidnapped by someone else?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Feng paused, slowly turned his head, and a harmless smile gradually appeared on his face.
"Really?"
Mu Feng's gaze was dangerous, his smile forced and insincere.
"Then we'll see if that guy has the ability to pass the test."
"Overload Zero-Distance Observer"
"Or one person could divide into five groups to attack the Wind Dragon Ruins."
"Any one is fine with me, I'm not picky."
"I'm a very easy person to talk to."
Diluc's lips twitched.
This guy didn't even bother to act; it seems he had no intention of leaving the other side any way out.
He suppressed the urge to complain and continued to press for answers.
"What if the other party doesn't like Barbara?"
Mu Feng glared at him and immediately objected.
His Barbara is so gentle and lovely, how could anyone not like her?
Refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a penalty shot—that's incredibly tactless.
He doesn't mind reasoning with the other party; if that doesn't work, he'll talk about physics.
Diluc fell silent, and his silence was deafening.
Diagnosed with late-stage sister complex; treatment is not recommended.
"What's that look in your eyes?!"
"It's nothing, the weather is just nice today."
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However, just as the two were bickering, a familiar conversation came from the Adventurers' Guild ahead.
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