Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 374 A Cocktail Party (Part 1)

Just like the homeland that this envoy came from afar, the moment he entered the banquet hall, it was as if a cold wind from the depths of winter had swept in, and almost everyone froze in their tracks.

An eerie silence fell over the banquet hall for no apparent reason.

Click, click, click.

The soft tapping of heels on the tiled floor seemed to resonate in the hearts of everyone in the banquet hall.

She walked through the crowd as if no one else was there, surrounded by well-equipped Fool soldiers who protected her.

Most of them carried the latest winter-themed weapons, which came from the seventh executive, "Puppet" Sandone.

Their perfectly synchronized steps and the grim expressions beneath their masks testified to the formidable fighting power of this advance team.

The heavy sense of oppression instilled fear in many people.

This is the winter solstice, its will as fierce and scorching as frost and blizzard, as unshakable as solid ice and frozen earth.

After a long while, some of the guests finally came to their senses and stepped forward to raise their glasses in an attempt to ease the awkward atmosphere.

But what he didn't expect was that the envoy from the far north was even more arrogant and disdainful than he had anticipated.

When winter arrived, he kept his eyes level with the program, ignoring the person raising their glass and brushing past them as if no one else was there.

Throughout the entire process, she never once looked away.

It was as if what had just happened was nothing more than a meaningless wisp of air.

The guests' faces turned pale and then flushed, as if a palette had been overturned, eventually blending into a colorful black.

In Mondstadt, he was a minor nobleman.

Over the years, although they could not compare to a great family like the Gunnhilds, they had never been treated so rudely.

He instinctively wanted to lash out, but the guards of the Fools timely and coldly slammed their weapons to the ground, making a dull thud, the warning meaning self-evident.

Forced by the weapons in the hands of the foolish soldiers, the guests gritted their teeth and slowly retreated step by step back to their tables.

But his gaze was fixed on the back of the Winter Ambassador, his hatred of utter humiliation almost bursting forth.

Even the tiny cracks appearing on the wine glass tightly held in their hands, emitting a creaking sound as it succumbs to its weight, go unnoticed.

Whether it was an illusion or not, the corners of the Winter Ambassador's mouth seemed to be turned up at a slight angle, almost mockingly.

Then, he let out a barely audible snort.

Silence is the greatest contempt.

This arrogance, which seemed to disregard the faces of everyone present, instantly brought the atmosphere in the banquet hall to a freezing point.

This is a demonstration, a blatant demonstration.

Everyone's expression changed to varying degrees.

Are the Winter People a little too arrogant and conceited? This is Mondstadt, not their snow country!

In the distance, several knights beside Falgar looked extremely grim, and some of them were already pressing their hands on the table, ready to slam their fists on it and stand up.

Diluc's expression darkened as well, while Kaeya remained silent, his hand already resting on the hilt of his sword.

This is Château de la Dawn, a property of the Leygenfender family, not a place where just anyone can act recklessly.

Otherwise, instead of wine, the guests would be served the swordsmanship passed down through generations of the Legenfender family.

Mu Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly shifted his body to the side, and completely blocked Qin and Barbara behind him.

He gave Diluc and Kaeya a look that said "stay calm," but in reality, he was already prepared to fight at any time.

If a conflict breaks out, the sword in his hand will pierce the winter envoy's chest in an instant.

For some reason, facing this group of arrogant and unruly guests from the winter, Mu Feng's killing intent surged uncontrollably.

Many demons fell to his sword, but from beginning to end, he clearly never truly intended to kill anyone.

This seems to stem not merely from their arrogance and rudeness, but from a hatred that appears to be etched deep within their memories.

It was as if another voice was speaking in my mind.

Kill them all.

Kill them all.

Kill them all.

But even he himself didn't realize this.

For a moment, the entire banquet hall was like a barrel of gunpowder, ready to explode at the slightest spark.

However, Grand Master Falgar, sitting in the distance, still maintained the same calm and collected demeanor as before.

He leisurely sipped his dandelion wine, seemingly oblivious to the tense atmosphere that was brewing at the moment.

The envoy stopped in front of him, a hint of apprehension flashing in her eyes, but she quickly concealed it.

She then bowed slightly to show respect.

"By the will of the noble Ice Queen, Grand Master, on behalf of the 'Doctor,' I extend my greetings to you."

"I have come to your country on behalf of the Second Executive Officer of the Fools to discuss a cooperation between our two countries."

The envoy got straight to the point; although his words were polite, one could still detect a hint of arrogant arrogance.

This arrogant attitude clearly angered the knights around Falga. One of them drew his West Wind Sword from his waist with a whoosh, but was stopped by a look from Falga.

"Oh? So, esteemed envoy, has your journey come for Queen Winter, or for 'The Doctor'?"

Falgar smiled and asked in return, taking a sip of his wine, his gaze seemingly casually sweeping over the envoy's expression.

This question was a powerful rebuttal, and the envoy's expression changed slightly, his tone finally becoming a little more cautious.

"The Queen is benevolent; she tolerates the individual wills of the executives. Therefore, I am here on behalf of Winter."

Falgar raised an eyebrow, gave a meaningful smile, and gently swirled the wine glass in his hand.

"Oh, I see, I understand now."

"So, what brings you here from afar, esteemed envoy?"

The envoy was somewhat annoyed that the initiative had been taken away by the other party in just a few words, and his answers began to sound a little stiff.

"It naturally concerns cooperation between our two countries. This matter has been personally handled by the Second Master 'Doctor,' and I am here on behalf of 'Doctor' Totole to discuss the details with you."

"Commander, this matter is of great importance. For the sake of confidentiality, could we please arrange to discuss this elsewhere?"

As she spoke, her gaze swept over the other people in the banquet hall, her distrust evident in her expression.

This move has clearly angered many people.

Falgar downed the drink in one gulp, but his sharp eyes remained undiminished by the alcohol.

He exchanged a glance with Kripps, then chuckled softly and spoke slowly.

"So, what about the cellar where the wine is stored?"

The envoy frowned, hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded coldly.

"I hope it will be a meaningful meeting, Mr. Grand Master."

The door to the cellar was closed, and once the two envoys had completely disappeared from sight, the banquet hall erupted in chaos.

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