By then, his status will be no less than that of the current Liyue Seven Stars.
But before that, he had to find the messenger of God in this city that he hated so much.
According to Lord Osel's guidance, the messenger of God seemed to be a toy salesman from Winter Solstice.
And his name seems to be Tartaglia
Chapter 618: Divine Envoy
Although his words were full of disparagement of the city of Liyue, Roger couldn't help swallowing his saliva when walking in the city and facing this prosperous city.
Especially after entering Feiyunpo, the buildings with vermilion as the main color and the overlapping castles in the sky made Roger, a sailor who lived on the sea for many years and could sigh at the large ships of the Southern Cross Fleet, stare in amazement.
After tidying up his patched and worn clothes, Roger, under the guidance of others, stepped into this castle in the air that looked like a maze.
After wandering around the stairs and corridors of Feiyunpo for more than thirty minutes, he finally saw the Northland Bank.
Although the Northland Bank sent gifts to the Seven Stars Invitation Ceremony, not many people from Zhidong actually attended the ceremony.
Only those merchants from Zhidong Country who want to get some business intelligence would take the opportunity to join in the fun.
And this Northland Bank is still the same as before, with no difference.
Before walking into the Northland Bank, he stole a glance at the masked Fatui guard next to him.
To be honest, when he entered this luxurious-looking building wearing this outfit, he was really afraid that the other party would stop him or drive him away. He had even prepared his own excuse.
Unexpectedly, the other party just glanced at him, and after confirming that he had no weapons, he no longer paid any attention to him.
"Welcome to Northland Bank. Do you need any help?"
After entering Northland Bank, Roger was first shocked by the luxury of the place.
Vermilion gilded pillars, carpets woven with gold threads, murals depicting money trees... even the air seems to be filled with the scent of Mora, which perfectly displays the word "Hao".
"gentlemen?"
The person who received Roger did not look down on him because of his attire. Instead, he waited patiently for his consultation.
No matter what the reputation of the Fatui is in the continent of Teyvat, they truly treat all customers equally.
No matter whether the other party is a wealthy businessman, a powerful politician, or even a beggar on the street, once they enter the Northland Bank, they will be treated with the same attitude.
Perhaps this is one of the reasons why they were able to gain a foothold in a short period of time and suppress the local money houses in Liyue so severely
In fact, many people don’t understand why Northland Bank would do this. What’s so special about receiving such a poor guy who doesn’t seem to have much money to lose
In fact, when receiving guests, Northland Bank never considers their family background or whether they are rich or poor. It only considers how much benefit they can bring to the bank.
And this benefit is not monetary.
Before the last bit of exploitable value is squeezed out, everyone who steps into the Northland Bank is a treasure trove worth exploring in the eyes of the Fatui.
"Um... I'm looking for Mr. Tartaglia, the best toy salesman in the Kingdom of Winter."
After saying the name that he had silently repeated in his mind countless times, Roger looked at the receptionist in front of him with a little trepidation.
He was really afraid that the other party would throw him out.
At this moment, his ambition to recover the vortex and his fantasy of overthrowing the Rock God were all shattered by what he saw before him.
"Toy salesman? Mr. Tartaglia?"
After hearing what Roger said, the person who was responsible for receiving him had a strange expression on his face.
Of course he knew who Tartaglia was. Before Bai Luo came here, Tartaglia could be said to be his immediate superior.
But what the hell is a toy salesman
Huh? This morning, the instructor seemed to have said something similar.
As if he had thought of something, the receptionist's original displeasure on his face quickly turned into a professional smile.
"So you are the distinguished guest of the executive officer. Please come over here."
After a certain code word was given, the receptionist's smile immediately changed.
If the smile before was just a professional smile, then now it is the slightly flattering smile used to treat VIPs.
This change not only satisfied Roger's vanity, but also made him more interested in the so-called toy salesman.
What is his identity
Led by the receptionist, the two passed through the reception and accommodation areas of the Northland Bank and finally arrived at the room on the top floor.
After stopping outside a seemingly inconspicuous room, the receptionist knocked gently on the door.
"Mr. Executive, I have brought here the person you instructed me to do this morning."
When the receptionist knocked on the door, Roger quietly raised his head and looked at the house number on the door.
On this door, the same name is written in the Winter Script, Liyue Script, and the common script of the road.
Dadalia.
"Let him in."
The voice coming from the room was very young. The young voice sounded a little lazy, but there was also some expectation in the laziness, and there was a little excitement in the expectation.
The receptionist turned the doorknob, opened the inconspicuous door, and made a gesture of invitation.
Looking at the open door, Roger swallowed subconsciously and walked in.
The room is not very big, but the daily necessities inside are very exquisite. You can tell at a glance that they are not ordinary goods. And from the appearance, they should all be in the style of Zhidong.
Different from these furniture with the style of Zhidong, the young figure standing in front of the window and looking towards the direction of Yujingtai is a man with Liyue characteristics.
"Are you from Osel?"
Looking at this untidy bearded, unprepossessing middle-aged man, Bai Luo spoke out.
He had used the name Tartaglia to deceive many people, but the only one who knew both Tartaglia and the toy salesman was Osel.
Originally, Roger was a little displeased when he heard Bai Luo calling Osel's name directly, but when he saw the scale on his chest that was used as a necklace, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees on the ground.
"God... Lord God Envoy!"
As a survivor of the vortex, Roger knew very well what this meant.
The great God of Whirlpools will give his reverse scale to someone he trusts, and let that person walk the world on his behalf.
Any survivors of the Whirlpool, when they see this scale, must treat the person holding the scale as the Whirlpool God himself.
Looking at Bai Luo in front of him, Roger felt nothing but excitement.
Bai Luo raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect that Osel's scales were so useful. He didn't even have time to explain his identity before the other party knelt on the ground.
"Don't be so polite. You've arrived just in time. Do you want to go to a play together?"
Standing in front of the window, looking at the crowd gathering towards Yujingtai, Bai Luo asked with interest
"Good show?"
Carefully raising his head, Roger looked at the messenger of God in front of him, somewhat unsure of what he meant.
"Of course... to witness the fall of a god with my own eyes."
Looking at the familiar figure in the crowd, Bai Luo's lips curled up slightly.
Chapter 619: The Emperor is killed! Block the whole place
While Qixing was finalizing the procedures for the ceremony of inviting the immortals, Ye Lan, who came with Ningguang, became more relaxed.
After Wen Yuan and the others were released by Bai Luo, they resumed their daily work.
In order to ensure the smooth conduct of the ceremony of inviting the immortals, she even loaned out her most capable subordinates.
But she did this for her own reasons.
On such an important day as the Seven Stars Inviting Immortals Ceremony, she didn't believe that Bai Luo would not be present.
Whether he or Battousai appeared nearby, her men would report the news back immediately.
By then
"Buzz..."
"Um?"
Ye Lan, who was originally thinking about something, suddenly felt a warmth on her wrist.
Raising her hand, she discovered that the remaining mysterious wrist was emitting a faint glow.
However, this glow was not a message from Bai Luo to her, it was purely some kind of hint.
Change it to a simple and easy-to-understand statement
[Bluetooth connected]
To put it simply, the person holding the other mysterious wrist guard is near her and very close to her.
Is that guy Bai Luo nearby
After being stunned for 0.5 seconds, Ye Lan's eyes quickly scanned the crowd nearby.
Merchants from the Kingdom of Winter, people from Liyue, bards from neighboring countries, and travelers from foreign lands
In just a few seconds, Ye Lan used her superb skills in identifying people to look at everyone nearby, but there was no familiar figure at all.
But Youqi Wanlan would never lie to her.
In other words... ... Bai Luo had quietly sneaked into the scene of the Seven Stars Summoning Immortals Ceremony.
Do you want to notify Ningguang
After looking at Ningguang who was discussing something with Yuhengxing, Ye Lan took a step forward and then retracted his foot.
She knew very well that it would be better not to tell Ningguang about this matter.
As the host of the Seven Stars Summoning Immortals Ceremony, she was under the greatest pressure of all. Telling her about this matter would have no effect other than adding some pressure to her.
It seems... ... everything still depends on her.
“It’s really lively.”
While Ye Lan was desperately searching for Bai Luo, Bai Luo and two other people were in a high-rise building next to Yujing Terrace, admiring the grand event below.
That’s right, Bai Luo was currently in the tall building behind Ye Lan.
Or it could be said to be a temple dedicated to Emperor Yanwang.
Ye Lan never imagined that Bai Luo would be so bold as to hide in the temple of Emperor Yanwang.
"Humans treat gods with curiosity rather than respect, so it's not surprising that there is such a large scale."
Zhongli held a cup of tea in his hand, looked at the bustling crowd below, and said lightly.
I don’t know how he felt when he looked at those faces full of expectation.
Bai Luo was quite cheerful.
He picked up the pastries on the table and ate them with great relish.
Roger, who was following behind the two of them, was eating and taking things at the same time, wishing he could stuff a few pieces into his crotch.
For the people of Liyue, taking or eating these things offered to Emperor Geo is a blasphemy and a serious crime.
Unfortunately... ... among the three people staying here now, one is Morax's enemy, another is also Morax's "enemy" in a sense, and the last one is the culprit who caused Morax's death.
So they don't care about it at all.
"So, you really want to do this?"
While eating pastries, Bai Luo glanced at Zhongli beside him.
He seemed to be the calmest among the three, but the tea in his hand had already gone cold and he hadn't even taken a sip.
This is enough to show that he might not be as calm as he seems.
Or maybe... ... he was just recalling his life as the Rock God.
After today, there will no longer be Geoshin and Morax in this world. All that will remain is Zhongli, a guest official of the Hall of Rebirth and a peaceful and idle person.
"Isn't this what you wanted to see?"