Original God: After the Abyss Girl picked up Miyoushe

It turns out that living with the Duke of the Abyss Order is always a bit of a surprise, especially when she's laid her cards on you.

Paimon was pulled out of bed by Kong early, and was still not awake.

She rubbed her eyes and yawned, "Then let's go find Seraphina first. I hope she didn't run too far...Wow! It's the Apostle of the Abyss!"

It was just dawn and the temperature in the desert was still very low. There was a lot of Gobi outside Aru Village, and there was a cold wind blowing from time to time.

Seraphina stood on a small hill with her arms folded across her chest, her face serious. In front of her were three Abyss Apostles, who listened to her respectfully.

The language they used to communicate did not seem to be the common language of Teyvat, but some more ancient language. The sound of the wind made Seraphina's voice intermittent and unclear.

Paimeng, who was facing the meeting of the Abyss Cult, was startled and instantly awakened.

The Duke, who was giving the Abyss Apostle a task, turned around helplessly: "You all know my identity, is there anything surprising?"

Paimon huddled behind Sora: "W-what are you talking about?"

Seraphina realized that she had just spoken in Kanreyan and translated it again into the common language of Teyvat.

Paimon grabbed Sora's braid and said loudly in Sora's ear, "Shouldn't we be here?"

Seraphina couldn't figure out whether little Paimon trusted her or was on guard against her. She gave the Abyss Apostles a few instructions in Kanreya and sent them away, then walked slowly down the hill: "Paimon, I can hear you."

Paimon pointed at his finger awkwardly: "Well, the weather is really nice today."

Everyone present, including the Abyss Apostles who had not left, looked up at the gray sky.

Seraphina pulled Paimon's little face.

Sora still defended his emergency food and pulled Seraphina's claws away: "Stop messing with her."

Seeing this, Abyss Apostle A whispered to his companions, "I suddenly feel that the IQ of most people in the Abyss Cult is not as low as the Duke said."

Abyss Apostle B agreed: "It's not our problem, it's that the IQ of all Teyvat is declining."

Apostle C of the Abyss said happily, "Great! I think the detective novel I wrote can be sent to Fontaine for publication."

Seraphina: "......Ahem!"

Perhaps Paimon trusted Seraphina and was wary of Seraphina's men. She asked Seraphina bluntly, "What are they talking about?"

Seraphina pretended to be profound and smiled and said, "It's a secret."

She couldn't say that the three conspicuous people were discussing the IQ of the Abyss Cult. The face of the Abyss Cult had been almost lost by Yuan Shang in front of Kong, and it couldn't be lost again!

Before they could say anything, Seraphina changed the subject: "You must have come to see me for something, right?"

Paimon's brain has a single-core processor, and he immediately followed Seraphina's words and said, "Oh, yes, let me tell you..."

They have made good progress in the investigation of the missing village guards these past two days. They met a little boy named Isaac, who mistook one of the village guards for his grandfather and provided them with some information.

Combined with the information obtained from other villagers and mercenaries, the group first found the abandoned hospital Vitality House in the desert, and then followed the clues to find the radical Gilded Brigade that took away the villagers.

We encountered a crisis of trust midway, but fortunately these people were reasonable and the misunderstanding was quickly resolved.

Paimon described the process of communicating with the radicals to Seraphina in vivid detail, from Isaac rushing out to Dishia saying that he could cut off a hand and Alhaisen's crazy behavior of volunteering to be a hostage.

The smile on Seraphina's face grew more and more stiff.

The little boy Isaac is impulsive, but as an adult over 500 years old, I can tolerate him. Dishia and El Haisen are courting death... Ha, a girl who is always 18 years old has a small mind!

Seraphina, who was very flexible with her age numbers, gritted her teeth and said, "I can't control Miss Dixia, but I will educate Senior Elhaisen well."

Although Seraphina would commit suicide if nothing happened, it doesn't mean she would just watch her friend do something stupid and do nothing.

Paimon looked at the terrifying smile on Seraphina's face and asked in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do?"

"Tell my teacher." If Elhaisen didn't want to be looked at with worry by Leibib from time to time in his future work, he should just write a self-criticism.

Paimon: "Huh?"

Sora's expression was dull. "So this is how it was solved? That's amazing."

As a villain, you actually solve the problem by suing the teacher?

Villain Seraphina said confidently: "What do you mean by that expression? I can't ask the Apostle of the Abyss to beat up El Haisen, can I?"

Paimon imagined a strange scene. Two Abyss Apostles tied up Elhaisen and took him to the Abyss Cult. Seraphina's teacher sat on the high throne. Seraphina and Senor stood on her teacher's left and right like the butlers around the master. Following the order of Seraphina's teacher, a group of Abyss Mages and Abyss Apostles led the hill people to beat Elhaisen.

The scene was too weird, so little Paimon quickly shook it out of his mind: "You have a point."

Writing a review is also good.

"Let me guess, you came to me for negotiation, and you set the negotiation location at the location I marked?"

"Yes!"

Sora spread out the map and Paimon pointed to a mark, "We agreed to meet here at noon today. They took the initiative to meet here before we even mentioned it."

Seraphina followed Paimon's finger and saw that the place they agreed to meet was almost exactly at the tomb of the Red King priest Kasar. The underground palace tomb had been buried by the yellow sand, but there were other Red King civilization buildings on the ground. Rahman, the radical leader of the Red King, chose this place, which made it convenient for them.

Seraphina had a rough idea of ​​what was in the remains of the Red King civilization. The remains she marked all contained evidence that could prove the relationship between the Red King and the Great Compassion Tree King. But Seraphina was not sure if it would be useful.

Sometimes what people need is not the truth, but a target for hatred and a channel for venting.

Seraphina, who was responsible for accompanying Nashida, believed that it was her responsibility to help her reveal the truth and clear the obstacles, so she decided to give it a try.

"I'll go with you. The best archaeologist in Teyvat is about to start work. But can you wait for me for a moment..." She was a little embarrassed, "I've been busy all night. I need to wash my face first."

After eating sand all night, she felt her face was covered with dirt.

The hero who saved the world would get diarrhea if he ate two more ice creams. The Duke of the Abyss Cult also had to rinse his mouth and wash his face every morning.

Seraphina ran off, leaving Sora and Paimon staring at each other in bewilderment.

Paimon held his forehead with his hand: "I'm not surprised at all."

Sora poked Paimon and pointed his other hand at the small hill where Serafina had just stood: "Paimon, look, is that what Serafina dropped?"

"Eh?" Paimon flew over and took a few pieces of paper. "They look like some kind of math formula. I don't understand..."

She turned to the last page. "I can understand these few. Water...sea of ​​nectar flowers...million kinds of mother trees...what does this mean?"

Sora was silent for a long time: "Put it away first."

Paimon didn't respond, "Aren't you going to give it back to Seraphina?"

"That could be what the Abyss Order is planning. We can't guarantee what Seraphina is trying to do."

In the final analysis, Sora and Seraphina had reached a cooperation on the matter of Sumeru, and it had nothing to do with the Abyss Cult.

Their relationship with the Abyss Cult was not harmonious.

Paimon put away the paper left by Seraphina and said, "That's right. If we don't investigate, you won't feel at ease. If we really misunderstood Seraphina, let's apologize to her again."

Sora and Paimon decided not to tell anyone about the papers.

"I'm sorry, I took advantage of you again." On the other side of the desert, the Duke of the Abyss Cult whispered to himself.