Genshin Impact: Dance of Sinners

"Lord Link... If you, if you really don't like it, I will put these things away!" Monica bit her lip lightly, "I brought you a bad feeling... I am the one who let you down. Already..."

"..." Link was silent for a while, and finally waved his hand, "Monica, you have to use your own discretion."

"I'm not your boss now, and I'm not qualified to ask you to do anything."

"But I think you are a smart person. You have worked under me for so long, and you should understand what kind of person I am. I won't say any unpleasant words,"

"Take care of yourself and don't cross the line."

"I understand!" Monica nodded obediently.

"Lord Link, why did you come to the embassy today? Did you forget something here?"

"It's okay, just come and sit here." Link touched his chin thoughtfully, "Ms. Funina thinks that men should still have a job. If they can't do anything idle, I will come out to see if there is anything I can do... "

"Pfft~~"

Link's expression turned ugly, "Monica, why are you laughing? Am I funny?"

"No, no! I just happened to think of something funny!" Monica waved her hands quickly, suppressing the rising corners of her mouth.

Lord Link really dotes on Lady Funina... Someone who skips work every day actually comes to work... But why... why do I want to laugh so much...

"Lord Link, what are your requirements for work?" Monica made a serious expression and immediately changed the subject.

"Well... there are no prescribed working hours, you don't have to work overtime, you don't have to look at the boss's face to do things, you can arrange your own work tasks, and the working environment is quiet and comfortable..."

"Pfft~~"

"Monica! You are now the director of the Zhidong Embassy! Every move represents the image of Zhidong!! Please control your expressions and emotions!"

"Hug, I'm sorry, Lord Link." Monica thought about all the sad things she had encountered in her life, clasped her hands together, and bowed in the direction of Winter.

"Mainly, Lord Link, your request is a bit unrealistic. Have you forgotten how you managed us when you were the curator? If there was an employee who liked fishing all day long, you would definitely fire him. Bar?"

"Of course I know about this kind of thing!" Link rolled his eyes at Monica speechlessly, "Monica, have you ever heard of the Triangle Law?"

"Triangle rule?" Monica scratched her head in confusion, "Three elements, which one should I choose? I only remember that the triangle rule of the game is brain, wallet, and experience. I have never heard of the triangle rule of finding a job. .”

"Salary, social status, and work tasks." Link said slowly, "When there are limitations in one's own conditions, there is a trade-off relationship between these three items. It's just a trade-off."

“Give up your social status and engage in high-intensity work, and you can get a higher salary (civil engineering, nursing); engage in high-intensity work and give up high salary, and you can get a higher social status (teacher, doctor); give up high salary, and you can get a higher social status (teacher, doctor). Give up social status and get a job with easy tasks(?).”

"Well, Lord Link, do you mean that you have no requirements for social status or salary?"

"Yes, I just need the work tasks to be easy enough to accept."

"Hmm... So are you going to be a security guard?" Monica suppressed her smile and asked seriously.

Link's expression was stiff, and he couldn't stand it for a moment.

Who is Link?

The first heir to the Morgan family; the supervisor personally sent by the Queen of Winter; the former God of Justice of the Kingdom of Fontainebleau...

You asked me to be a security guard! ? ?

"Lin...Lord Link..." Monica sneered, "How about forget it. Although I also want to find a reason for you, but working as a security guard is still..."

Link's head is full of black lines.

What I said... makes me feel like I want to be a security guard...

"Monica, haven't you ever heard of freelancers?"

"Oh! Oh! Just those idle electronic beggars...no...it seems like they have some extraordinary memories..." Monica shook her head quickly.

"Lord Link, what are you going to do?"

"I plan to be an artist for a while." Link thoughtfully took out a card from his arms and handed it to Monica.

"Lord Link? You can also draw!?"

"What's so surprising? When I was in the army, I started with reconnaissance. Of course I have the skills in surveying and mapping."

"You...you are really omnipotent..."

"From now on, I am a specially appointed painter who has reached a cooperation with the embassy. There are 300 million moras in this card. For every painting I draw, you will spend 10 million to purchase it as compensation for my labor."

"..." Monica looked at the card in her hand speechlessly. You really worked hard to coax Lady Funina.

"In addition, Monica, prepare a room for me to use as a studio."

"...Okay." Monica nodded, "Does the studio have any requirements?"

"It faces the sun and has good lighting. Also, help me move this sofa over." Link pointed to a sofa and recliner in the corner of the office.

"OK..."

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After discussing with Monica, Link went to the material market and bought a set of painting materials. When he came back, the studio was almost organized.

Not in a hurry to draw anything, Link first went to the embassy restaurant to have lunch, walked around to eat, and then slept on the sofa in the studio. After waking up, he picked up the manuscript and started drawing. After making a sketch, I saw that the time was almost up, so I went home from get off work by myself.

I went to the market to buy ingredients for dinner. After thinking that the weather was getting hotter, I purchased some ingredients for making ice cream.

After returning home after shopping, seeing that Fu Nina hadn't come back yet, Link packed and stored the purchased items, and then began to prepare the ingredients for dinner.

Ding dong~~

The doorbell rang suddenly, Link raised his brows, picked up a towel and wiped his hands, thinking that Funina was back, he smiled and was about to open the door for the visitor...

To Link's expectation, it was not Funina who stood outside the door, but a plump, aloof woman with purple hair.

Clolind was wearing a Shadow Chaser uniform and looked dashing, but she was carrying a large suitcase and a large package behind her.

"Miss Clolinde, good afternoon." Link took a step back awkwardly and gave way to the passage into the house.

"I'm sorry about what happened before."

"It doesn't matter. Besides, you didn't hold back at that time." A helpless and slightly bitter smile appeared on Clolind's cold face, "If you had not used the power of judgment of the water god, but the original fetal sea water, I I’m afraid I can’t stand here.”

The woman took a deep breath. Clolind had no regrets about what happened at the time. Under the circumstances, she chose what she thought was the most sensible approach.