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"I understand."

Jean nodded solemnly. "Once again, thank you for your assistance, Mr. Jia Changjiang."

"Next time, I'll do everything in my power to repay your help."

"Ahaha…"

Jia Changjiang chuckled lightly. Knowing how serious Jean could be, he decided not to press the issue further. Instead, he smiled and said, "I'll be looking forward to it."

At that moment, the door swung open.

Kaeya and Amber entered the room, escorting Lumine and Paimon.

"Acting Grand Master, I've brought them, as requested," Kaeya said casually, his gaze falling on Jia Changjiang.

"Ah! It's that strange man from earlier!"

Paimon pointed at Jia Changjiang in surprise. "You're still alive?!"

"That's a rather rude way to put it. We were fighting side by side just moments ago," Jia Changjiang replied, amused by her reaction.

Seeing Lumine and Paimon lifted his spirits. "Though I did suffer some serious injuries, I was lucky enough to be saved."

He couldn't help but recall Venti's voice in his ear right before his crash landing. Without the bard's intervention to slow his fall, his current condition might have been far worse.

Kaeya turned to Jean, relaying the details he'd learned from Amber about the situation.

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"Mondstadt welcomes you, travelers carried by the wind," Jean addressed Lumine warmly. "I am Jean, Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius. This is Lisa, the librarian of our Order."

"We're deeply grateful to both you and Mr. Jia Changjiang for your help protecting Mondstadt."

Jean bowed slightly in thanks. "However, if we're not interrupted, the Knights have better means than posting notices to help you locate your family."

Lisa chimed in, providing a brief explanation of Mondstadt's current state. With Stormterror's recent activity disrupting ley lines, the Knights had been forced to divert much of their manpower to safeguard the city.

Jean continued, her tone resolute. "So, Traveler, we ask that you remain in Mondstadt for the time being while we work to resolve these issues."

"Sure thing! We'll leave it all to the Knights. By the way, where's the nearest inn?"

Lumine's straightforward response left Jia Changjiang momentarily stunned.

Was it just his imagination, or did this sister seem… a bit cheeky?

"Hey! No slacking off! Shouldn't we be helping out too?" Paimon interjected, floating indignantly.

"Very well," Jean said, addressing the group. "Our target will be three of the Four Winds Temples. As for why it's only three, I trust you all understand the reason."

With the plan finalized, the Knights began preparations to head out and cleanse the remnants of Stormterror's influence at the temples.

Jia Changjiang, still recovering from his injuries, was left behind.

Jean, too, remained in Mondstadt to oversee operations.

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"Mr. Jia Changjiang."

Once the others had departed, Jean turned to him. "As an outlander, you likely already understand why only three temples need cleansing—"

"I know," Jia Changjiang interrupted, completing her thought. "The East Wind Dragon, Dvalin."

Jean nodded. "Yes. This is a matter for Mondstadt to resolve, and yet you've been caught up in it."

"When I fought Dvalin," Jia Changjiang began, "I could clearly feel its anger and hatred."

His words carried a weight that made Jean's expression grow heavier.

"But don't blame yourselves too much," Jia Changjiang added. "That hatred… it's mixed with something else."

Noticing Jean's somber look, he explained further. "No matter what happens, there has to be an outcome between Mondstadt and Dvalin. What that outcome looks like… is up to you."

"Understood."

Jean nodded, her voice steady. "Thank you for your insight."

Their conversation was interrupted by a knock at the door. A Knight entered and addressed Jean.

"Acting Grand Master! A Fatui diplomat has requested an audience with you."

"The Fatui? Now of all times?"

Jean glanced at Jia Changjiang.

"Don't worry about me," Jia Changjiang said, rising from his chair. "I'll head to the church for more treatment. I should recover soon enough."

He smirked slightly. "Besides, I've got someone I need to find."

"Alright."

Jean gave him a nod before hurrying off to attend to her duties.

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Jia Changjiang made his way to the armory within the Knights' Headquarters, retrieving his battle axe and storing it in his inventory. Then, without delay, he left the building.

The Skyward Atlas, however, had quietly disappeared at some point, as if it had never existed.

Leaving the headquarters, Jia Changjiang headed toward the locations where he thought Venti might be found.

The bard wasn't difficult to track down.

Despite his carefree nature and frequent trips to taverns, Venti's talent as a bard was undeniable. His music and poetry often drew crowds of listeners wherever he performed.

Today was no different.

In Mondstadt's bustling square, Jia Changjiang found Venti surrounded by a captivated audience.

The bard sang a tale of Vanessa, the legendary hero of Mondstadt, his melodic voice paired with the gentle strumming of his lyre. Coins clinked as they fell into his hat, placed invitingly at his feet.

As the performance ended and the crowd began to disperse, Jia Changjiang approached the bard.

"Venti, looks like you've done well for yourself today," Jia Changjiang remarked. "How about grabbing a bite at Good Hunter?"

"You came to find me?"

Venti tucked the Mora into his pocket and adjusted his hat. "Sure! But aren't you injured? Shouldn't you be heading back to the church?"

"I just came from there, and I'm not keen on making a second trip right now," Jia Changjiang replied, waving off the concern. "That's why I'm heading to Good Hunter. No alcohol for me today—I'll wait until I've healed. Oh, and… thanks, Venti."

"Eh? What are you thanking me for?" Venti asked with a playful smile. "I didn't do anything worth your gratitude."

"Just take the thanks," Jia Changjiang said with a smirk. "Now let's go. My treat!"

"Really?" Venti's eyes sparkled mischievously. "So, what's the menu? Expensive cheese pies or humble apples?"

"Pick one—your choice!"

"Cheese pies are too heavy. I'll take an apple instead."

"Hmph. Calories and sugar are the root of human happiness, you know."

"But crunchy, sweet apples are a god's gift!"

Laughing at their lighthearted banter, the warrior and the bard made their way to Good Hunter.

Meanwhile, Mondstadt, still recovering from Stormterror's assault, slowly began to regain its vibrant spirit.

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