Genshin Impact: The Water God Wants Me to Confess

"Hey, hey! Even I think this isn't a good place to have a quarrel."

Watching the quarrel between Rosaline and Dottore, Tartaglia couldn't help but feel a little headache.

It was as if Dotore had killed Rosalin's entire family. Every time Rosalin saw Dotore, she would not look at him straight in the eye.

Oh, Tartaglia forgot that Rosaline is arrogant to everyone she meets, except her sisters.

"If you want to quarrel, you can go out and find a place where there is no one. But here, in Alechino's territory, you are quarreling without any image. Aren't you a little disrespectful to your master?"

Tartaglia spread his hands and said nonchalantly.

However, beneath his seemingly indifferent expression, he was actually supplying fire like crazy.

"Hehe... I'm not so low as to argue with a cripple."

Rosalin sneered and pretended to be generous and forgave Dotore first.

"Rosalin... I hope that after I recover, you can still maintain this... unruly and energetic look."

Dotore paused in the middle of his speech, his scarlet eyes flashing with cruelty.

"Don't worry about that. I'll go wherever Alecino goes."

Rosalin puffed out her chest with pride, not feeling it was shameful to be Alechino's follower.

"Oh, this is really..."

Looking at the two colleagues whose personalities were gradually collapsing, Tartaglia couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand.

Who could have thought that the once arrogant and overbearing Lady Rosalin Kruschika Lowfat would voluntarily follow someone other than the Ice Queen.

And they are proud of it.

And [Doctor] Dotore, who used to be proud of his status as a scholar and the second-in-command, except for being somewhat respectful to those above him, could actually show such an angry look.

The contrast is quite big: a good crazy scholar turned into an incompetent and angry waste sitting in a wheelchair.

Tartaglia was very curious about who had hurt Dotole like this.

Logically speaking, with Dotore's cautious character and strong strength, it is impossible for him to be beaten so badly, except for those people who angered the top of Fontaine.

The question is, why would Dotore seek death when he knew he was no match for his opponent?

Tartaglia stroked his chin and fell into deep thought.

Seeing that the scene had almost quieted down, Arlecino, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

"Is the emotional exchange over? Then... let's get back to the topic."

"In order to expand the influence of Winter in Fontaine, strengthen the people of Fontaine's yearning for Winter culture, and enhance Winter's international influence. Therefore, as the diplomatic ambassador of Winter in Fontaine, I have made the following decision."

Alechino paused, glanced at the three people's reactions, and then continued.

"First, we will establish the First-Class National Winter Theater, with me as the director. The First-Class National Winter Theater will be referred to as the Winter Theater for short. It will be mainly responsible for promoting the culture of Winter, showing the beautiful side of Winter to all countries, and strengthening the people of the six countries' yearning for and identification with Winter."

"Secondly, we will set up a subordinate organization of the Zhidong Troupe, the Zhidong National Second-Level Troupe, referred to as the Zhidong Deputy Troupe. It will be mainly responsible for carrying out publicity work within Zhidong, promoting Zhidong's traditional culture, strengthening the Zhidong people's sense of identity and pride in Zhidong, and forming a situation of great unity among the Zhidong people."

"Third, as the external publicity agency of Zhidong, the Zhidong Theater will participate in this year's [Thousand Spirits Shadow Festival] in Fontaine and strive to compete for the final grand prize."

"We want to let the people of Fontaine see the resilience and tolerance of Dongzhidong and improve Dongzhidong's image in various countries."

"Fourth, for this [Thousand Spirits Shadow Festival], the executive officers in Fontaine need to fully cooperate with me and participate in the script selected by the Winter Theater."

"Now, I'm done. You can start objecting."

After saying the last sentence, Alechino stared at the three people indifferently. Of course, she was mainly staring at Dotore.

Those black and red slanted cross eyes made Dortmund feel uneasy, as if if he said something wrong, Arecino would turn into the god of death without hesitation and cut him into pieces.

Also because of Alechino's dangerous gaze, Dottore did not become the first warrior to try something new.

The scene was silent for a long time. Perhaps he thought of something, or perhaps he couldn't stand the quiet scene. Dartalia raised his hand obediently like a child.

"Well, Mr. Tartaglia, do you have any questions?"

Arlecino smiled kindly and looked at Tartaglia.

"Uh... I, I raise my hands in agreement."

Tartaglia quickly raised his other hand and expressed his agreement wholeheartedly.

"Of course I don't mind. Anyway, Zhidong can't go back for a while, so I might as well join in the fun with you."

Rosalin spread her hands and calmly agreed.

Then, the three of them looked at Dotore.

Dotore: What's going on? It feels like I'm being suffocated by a python.

"Dottore, what do you think?"

Rosalyn asked, smiling.

"What is your opinion, sir?"

Tartaglia blinked and asked.

"Dottore, what do you think?"

Alechino smiled gently.

"I support it 100%!"

If all the bones in his body had not been broken, Dottore would definitely raise his hands and jump up to show his determination.

Unfortunately, our dear Orochimaru of Teyvat was beaten half paralyzed by that brave hero.

Alas, what a pity...how gratifying!

"Well, since the three of you are fully supporting me, I will definitely not let you down. This time in Fontaine's [Thousand Spirits Shadow Festival]... our Winter Theater will definitely win the final grand prize."

"Everything, for Her Majesty the Queen!"

Alechino suddenly stood up, put one hand on her chest, and swore an oath with a serious and pious expression.

"Everything, for Her Majesty the Queen! For the glory of winter!"

The three of them also spoke together following Alechino's words.

Although they were quite at odds with each other in private and had many frictions, in the Ice Queen's grand plan, they were all comrades on the same front and soldiers of the Ice Queen.

At this time, if anyone does not swear, wouldn’t it be equivalent to telling others that I have betrayed them?

Therefore, even if it is just for show, it is necessary.

"By the way, Alechino. Since you are going to participate in this Shadow Festival, do you have a script?"

Rosalyn turned to look at Arlechino and asked.

"Haha... Of course. This is a very popular topic in winter in recent years..."

"An echo of the fantasy horror series... Undead Saints!"