While Qin's attention was on Kelly, Barbara called quietly, then quickly blinked in the air, raised her chin and pointed to the door.

He made an excuse and left the office, leaving only Qin and Wutong present.

"Okay, my dear Captain Qin, I know you are worried about Keli. Would you like to have a cup of afternoon tea?"

Qin looked at Wutong who didn't wait for her response and turned around to boil water and get tea. After thanking her helplessly, she spoke again: "...You, it's always been like this. Is it because Keli is begging you again, and then you do something?" You don’t want to agree? It’s too much for children to do whatever they want.”

"Hahaha, there's no way." Wutong smiled, picked up the kettle and boiled all the tea cups, and then used tweezers to pick out the tea leaves: "But how to get there, there is still a way."

"for example?"

Pour the boiling water into the tureen, let the water and tea leaves properly contact, and then pour it out quickly. Wutong gently exhaled the water vapor that reached his eyes: "Don't we still have a bard who knows everything?"

So, why not ask the amazing Barbatos?

"..." Qin put the documents on the table aside and stopped talking.

Most people in Mondstadt drink black tea, and when brewing black tea, the water temperature should not be high and the soup should be brewed quickly.

Wutong placed the teapot as low as possible, with the spout close to the tureen. The water flows along the inside of the tea bowl in rapid circles. After filling the water, quickly close the lid. Then, after the lid and the mouth of the bowl form a water outlet of appropriate size, pick up the tureen, turn your wrist, and pour out the tea soup.

Qin sat opposite and waited silently.

The way the other party makes tea is really pleasing to the eye no matter how many times I see it. A shallow smile, hair hanging beside her eyes, and smooth movements without any exaggeration or cumbersomeness. She held the tureen with her slender fingers, her fingertips dyed crimson due to the high temperature. Covering it, the white teacup lined with it was like a magnolia flower. Delicate and moist.

It has been a long time since that time. The other party learned that she had been working hard at her desk for many days. When she came to deliver food, she saw the black tea on the cabinet and offered to brew a pot for her. Come and wake up, relax, and say that no matter how many things you have to do, you have to balance work and rest.

Later, every once in a while, when she was not so busy, the little girl would come here and brew a few cups of black tea for her as if she had completed some necessary task. And she would also calculate the time and prepare fresh cakes and fruits for the other party, and then chat a few words while the tea was still cold.

"Okay." Wutong handed over the dark-colored and red tea juice with both hands.

It is appropriate to pour tea eight full, which is both etiquette and to prevent burning hands.

The two of them no longer discussed anything about the Golden Apple Islands. Wutong blew her tea, propped her head up, and started casually chatting about the many interesting things she encountered during her journey after leaving Mondstadt.

Until Kong came in and called someone, saying he was ready to go back.

When I got up, the tea was already gone.

On the way home, Paimon told Sycamore what they had just discussed with Barbara outside the office.

"That is to say, Barbara will help convince Qin and then make an agreement to meet in the square in front of the church at four o'clock tomorrow afternoon, is that right?"

Kong carried the newly bought vegetables and nodded: "Then we will go find Wendy together and ask him if he knows about the Golden Apple Islands."

"Well... I have a hunch that Captain Qin will go with us." Wutong lowered his head, stood on tiptoe and suddenly started to play a game of stepping on the floor tile grid, resolutely not touching the connected gaps with every step. line.

Sora, who was following behind, didn't rush him, and kept his eyes on the other person, accompanying him slowly and tenderly.

Paimon took a sip of the ice-cold sweet milk he had just bought from a passing shop. He held the glass bottle with water droplets hanging on the wall and curiously asked why.

Wutong jumped up and down, twirling the key ring with her fingers, pretending to be mysterious and humming, answering her intuition. Then, with his hands behind his back and his feet just one step off the ground, he jumped into half a grid in front of his house. He said "Awesome" in the air, stretched out his hand to hold Wutong's waist, and caught the person who was leaning back.

Then they came closer, held the key with their folded hands, inserted it into the hole, clicked, turned the lock, and they went home.

The next day, after completing their daily tasks, having lunch and taking a nap, at about 3:30, they went out to the square as agreed.

After arriving at the statue of the God of Wind, just as Wutong had intuitively said the day before, Captain Qin was indeed there.

In response to Paimon's inquiry, Jean explained.

Barbara and Lisa had talked to her before they met, and she had figured it out. After all, Kelly was going to go where she was going, whether she agreed with it or not. The kid had always been that way.

Several people knew Keli's character, so instead of letting her take risks, it would be better to directly agree to her request.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Keli's application for going out was approved.

But in exchange, Qin said that she would go with them to the Golden Apple Islands as written in the letter. As for the affairs of the Knights, they had also been entrusted to Kaia. I've been busy with things recently, so I shouldn't have walked away, but I really couldn't worry about Keli.

Keli herself has a lively and active temperament. If Wutong is promising something, she may be really struggling to support herself by herself.

Barbara will also go together. As the church's prayer minister, if there is any need for treatment and bandaging along the way, she can also help in time.

In addition, there is also a bag of tricks given by Lisa. It is said that opening it will lead to new directions. However, the bag cannot be opened before arriving at the island, so I guess it should be some kind of emergency method.

After everything was finally settled, it was time to find the key person, the bard Wendy.

I asked people nearby and found out that they didn't come to the square to sing today. I heard they went to Fengqi Di.

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"Wendy——! Found you!" Paimon raised his hands in the shape of a trumpet and shouted energetically.

"Huh? With so many people coming to see me together, there is something important, right?"

Wutong nodded, and took out the piece of paper and showed the map of the archipelago written on the back to the other party: "Wendy, do you know about the Golden Apple Islands?"

After Wendy took it, she smiled clearly: "Oh~ So this is it... Hahaha, congratulations, you found the right person. It turns out that it is now called the Golden Apple Islands... It used to be called the Fog Sea Islands. It It is located in a special sea area that is difficult for ordinary people to access. Moreover, there are storms and thick fog in that area all year round, making it difficult for ships to even approach, let alone land on the island. But why do you want to go there? "

"Du... no, the Great Demon King Dudu, we are going to see the Great Demon King Dudu." Wutong looked at Wendy's sly eyes, swallowed the word vacation, and blurted out a more legitimate reason.

Keli clenched her little hands and affirmed from the side: "Yes! I'm going to see the big devil! He said he wants to test my qualifications as a Duduke family member!"

"Hmm, are you afraid of him?" Wendy tilted her head and asked kindly and gently.

"Yes, a little bit...but I won't admit defeat." Keli clasped her fingers, raised her head, winked and begged, "Singing brother, please help Keli!"

Wendy raised her eyebrows: "Oh? The big brother who sings...it's interesting. I like this name."

Sora put his hands on his hips, suppressed the upward curve at the corners of his mouth, and looked over with squinted eyes: "Paimon, you are bringing up this child..."

"Yes, is it my fault?" Paimon, who had this nickname because of habit, said it yesterday, scratched his head at a loss.

Wendy waved her hands in a good mood: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Since you have this wish, the singing brother will also help."

Qin was a little afraid to confirm and asked again: "Is it really okay?"

"Well, of course, who makes a child's wish the purest and freest thing in the world?"

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