Genshin Impact: I'm The Envoy of Snezhnaya

Master Diluc... no, Diluc, who inherited the Dawn Winery and all the industries of the Ragnvindr family, is now Lord Diluc. 

His formal inheritance of the Dawn Winery should have shaken all of Mondstadt, but in fact, it did not cause much of a stir. 

It's not because Lord Diluc is too low-key. 

The recent banquets he held were proof enough of his extravagance. 

Previously, at most, he would offer a few rare wines. 

But this time, he even brought out the prized collection of his late father, with each bottle being worth a fortune. 

The reason for the lack of attention was that the people of Mondstadt had their focus on a mysterious "Guardian." 

Almost immediately after Lord Diluc's return, this powerful figure emerged from the shadows and into everyone's sight. 

No one knew who he was or why he did what he did. 

The only known traits were the occasional scent of something burnt and a flash of fiery red in the night. 

Monsters that had long plagued Mondstadt were found slain in the wild; thieves long wanted were found hanging upside down before the statue; the Knights of Favonius assembled to fight an Abyss Mage that had long terrorized the region, only to find the enemy already defeated... 

The exploits of this Guardian spread rapidly throughout Mondstadt, overshadowing Lord Diluc's fame with every retelling. 

This made Lord Diluc have no fondness for this so-called hero. 

Every time he heard the name, his brow would furrow involuntarily. 

It's understandable—he had just taken over his family's business, intending to make his mark, only to have some unknown figure steal the spotlight. 

It was cutting into the Dawn Winery's profits. 

This Guardian had even been given a name by the people—"The Darknight Hero." 

At this very moment, the Darknight Hero, beloved by the people of Mondstadt, was in the underground wine cellar of Lord Diluc's estate. 

"Guards! An assassin!" 

At this moment, Krobber was immensely grateful he had brought enough men with him; otherwise... 

Swish!"

A few owl-shaped throwing knives flew out, striking the foreheads of the Fatui guards who had rushed down in response to Krobber's call for help. 

These seemingly formidable guards fell to the ground in no time, taken down by the Darknight Hero. 

In truth, Krobber had brought this upon himself. 

Fearing that the bribes he'd taken might reach Snezhnaya, he dared not use the Fatui's own guards. 

Instead, he had hired a few local "adventurers." 

Unfortunately, adventurers tended to charge high prices, and Krobber, being a miser, was unwilling to pay too much, so he settled for hiring some idle loafers as a front. 

Normally, no one dared to mess with these so-called guards in Fatui uniforms, which gave Krobber the false impression that they were reliable. 

But when it mattered, these men proved completely useless. 

As Krobber attempted to pull out the owl throwing knife pinning his hand to the barrel, the Darknight Hero stepped forward, pressing down on the knife, pinning his hand back in place. 

"Ah—y-you...you Mondstadt commoner! Do you know who I am? Let go of me!" 

The pain of his hand being pierced filled Krobber's face with fear. 

He tried to use his status to intimidate his captor into releasing him. 

"Do you remember the children from the bakery in Mondstadt? Or the daughter of that Knight?" 

The Darknight Hero's voice was low, so low that Krobber felt as if he had fallen into an icy abyss. 

Of course, he knew those children, and one of them had died right in front of him not long ago. 

But he couldn't admit to it. 

If he did... 

"A year ago, these children were conscripted by the Fatui and have since been missing. Don't tell me you don't know anything about this." 

The Darknight Hero lifted his foot and pressed it on Krobber's shoulder. 

As the pressure increased, the owl knife embedded in Krobber's hand began tearing at his flesh. 

"Number 139! And K423! I know everything! I know it all!" 

Fearing that the knife would tear his hand in half, Krobber finally broke. 

"T-they were chosen by Master for their talent. Master...he..." 

"..."

The Darknight Hero had dealt with the Fatui before; he knew full well what fate awaited those assigned such numbers. 

This only further convinced him that his father's death was linked to this man and his so-called Master. 

"Hmph!" 

Seeing Krobber's hesitation, the Darknight Hero pressed down harder, and with a sickening sound of flesh tearing, Krobber's hand was split in two by the knife. 

"Aaaah! I'll talk! I'll tell you everything!" 

The owl knife was sharp only on the lower half; the upper half was blunt. 

Krobber's hand had been torn apart by the sheer force of the Darknight Hero's foot, leaving the wound jagged and uneven. 

Expressionless, the Darknight Hero grabbed Krobber's other hand and pressed it onto an oak barrel. 

"Tell me, what exactly is your Master planning! Or else..." 

The owl knife was already pressed against Krobber's palm, its intent unmistakable. 

"Ma-Master's goal is—Ausbilder?" 

Krobber's terror-stricken face suddenly lit up with hope, as if he had found a lifeline. 

Ausbilder? 

The Darknight Hero froze for a moment, then turned to look behind him. 

Perched atop the wine barrel where he had been hiding earlier was a figure in black, crouching and wearing a white mask.

Gripping the owl-shaped throwing knife in a reverse hold, the Darknight Hero grabbed the fallen Krobber and pressed the blade against his throat.

He had once traveled across the seven nations, destroying numerous Fatui strongholds along the way, which had bolstered his confidence to investigate a large Fatui base. 

However, he had been defeated by a Fatui Harbinger who happened to be passing by that base. 

If not for a benefactor's intervention, he would never have made it back to Mondstadt alive.

Thus, in the presence of a Fatui Harbinger, he couldn't help but feel tense, knowing better than anyone how terrifying these figures could be.

"Lord Ausbilder! Kill him! Kill this Mondstadt scum! He's trying to thwart Master's plans!"

Even with a blade pressed to his throat, Krobber showed no fear. 

He was confident in the Harbinger's abilities. 

If the Ausbilder wanted to save him, then surely...

Whoosh—

The masked figure crouching atop the wine barrel, Bai Luo, indeed made a move. 

Seeing the uniquely shaped dagger, Diluc instinctively tried to block it with his owl-shaped throwing knife.

But...

"Gah—Lord Ausbilder...why...?"

Krobber's exhilaration quickly turned to confusion as he clutched his throat, the excitement gone from his face, replaced by deep bewilderment.

The Darknight Hero was equally confused—why had Bai Luo killed Krobber?

"Though you're not an official member of the Fatui, I'm sure when you signed the contract with the Doctor, you were informed: leaking information is punishable by death."

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