Looking at the three options that appeared, Lin Mo's eyelids twitched wildly, his face speechless.
How could he choose the first option?
First, he didn't know where the Fatui's headquarters was.
Even if he did, he wouldn't possibly deliver himself to them.
And with good food and wine.
The reward he would get was even the Dignity of a Trash Can.
What good was that?
As for the second one, Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, a faint light flickering.
It actually said the Wanderer organization might not necessarily know.
This was interesting.
In addition, the reward obtained was the Silvermane Guards' Silver-Scaled Gauntlets.
He knew about this item.
In Belobog, invaders with the Mark of Destruction blocked the Path of the Guards. Laszlo Landau ordered his team to protect the Guardian's retreat, while he remained alone to cover them.
Even the most valorous Shieldguards among the Silvermane Guards could not emerge unscathed from the monster horde.
Ferocious and savage abominations roared ceaselessly, their fierce assaults like a torrential storm. Although the fiends never stopped charging, they failed to break through Landau's solitary defense. The intense offense and defense were prolonged, and Laszlo was exhausted, until reinforcements arrived, and he finally fainted from exhaustion. The soldiers discovered that Laszlo had lost both hands in the brutal battle.
The best craftsmen of the Architects forged exquisite gauntlets and presented them to the hero, allowing him to once again wield the military banner.
"A pity," Laszlo murmured, looking at the exquisite gauntlets, "These hands can no longer feel the vibration of the bowstring."
And it was blessed by the Power of the Path of Preservation, reducing damage by only 8%.
But he wouldn't forget that this was a set.
Once collected, it would be quite valuable.
The Wanderer organization corresponded to the Fatui.
Then, the upper echelons should not be like this.
Lin Mo looked at the second option and fell into deep thought.
The reason he had this thought was because earlier, outside Mondstadt.
When he saw Klee surrounded by Hilichurls, the Hilichurls were also classified as members of the Wanderer organization.
This option was not fixed; it was variable.
The information revealed by the second option also caught his attention.
It actually stated that the Wanderer organization might not necessarily know that these few individuals were killed by him.
So, did that mean these were orders given by some individuals?
Without involving the leader?
The leader of the Fatui here in Mondstadt, the Harbinger, is the Lady.
But he didn't think the leader of the Wanderer organization was the Lady.
As Lin Mo thought this, he looked at the third option.
The Wildfire.
It's opposed to the Wanderer organization.
Which also means it has conflicts with the Fatui.
Could it be the Knights of Favonius of Mondstadt City?
If he spread rumors, the Fatui organization wouldn't engage in infighting.
He couldn't make the Fatui busy with internal strife.
Besides, at this late hour, in such a remote place, there were no patrolling Knights of Favonius.
The Fatui and the Knights of Favonius of Mondstadt City have always been at odds.
It wasn't impossible for him to go to the Knights of Favonius of Mondstadt City.
If he were to go, he would definitely need to find Acting Grand Master Jean and others to proactively explain the situation.
This would be equivalent to exposing all his cards.
And he would have to actively run over to the Knights of Favonius.
Whether he could see Acting Grand Master Jean in the middle of the night was one thing, but he would definitely be stopped at the entrance.
Too much trouble.
Moreover, if he did that, the second reward would be gone.
The so-called Preservation building was of no use to him.
It would be better to wait and see.
These Fatui elites were also a considerable loss for the Fatui in Mondstadt City.
What he needed to do was to get rewards that were helpful and beneficial to him.
So, after thinking about what he wanted, Lin Mo made a decision.
"It's time to go."
Feeling a slight fatigue in his body, Lin Mo rubbed his temples.
Although he had gained Clara's abilities, the problem was that his body was still that of an ordinary person.
Although it had been simply strengthened after gaining the abilities, it was still flesh and blood.
However, Lin Mo wasn't sad.
Because with this reversal, he would continue to grow stronger.
Even breaking through some limitations to become stronger.
For example, different applications of abilities.
If used well, even a small ability could produce powerful effects.
As Lin Mo thought this, he walked towards his home, leaving the area.
At this moment.
The night was deep, and the streets of Mondstadt City appeared quiet and peaceful under the scattered lights of the night.
A gentle breeze blew, carrying faint scents of grass and wine.
Normally, this should be a city full of warmth and freedom.
However, on this calm night.
A highly unusual, dry and hot aura was faintly discernible in the air.
Like lingering embers of a prairie fire, it lingered in the night wind, refusing to dissipate.
On a certain street, Kaeya stood on a high vantage point, gazing into the distance with deep eyes.
His brow furrowed slightly as he sensed the residual elemental fluctuations in the air.
Although these fluctuations were rapidly dissipating, he could still detect their unusual nature.
It wasn't an ordinary Pyro fluctuation, but a violent, scorching, and even somewhat aggressive energy.
Like the lingering echo of a brief but extremely intense battle.
"How strange..."
Kaeya murmured softly, a sharp glint flashing in his grayish-blue pupils.
Within Mondstadt City, Pyro reactions were not uncommon.
Taverns, blacksmith shops, and even certain reckless elemental Alchemy tools could trigger a small fire.
But the energy fluctuations at present were entirely different.
They were brief but exceptionally violent, even carrying an indescribable aura of destruction.
Kaeya never believed in coincidences.
And these unusual elemental fluctuations happened to occur in Mondstadt City late at night.
Moreover, their intensity was so great that he could detect them from a distance.
This was definitely not an ordinary elemental reaction, but traces left by a battle!
"It seems someone had quite a party here..."
Kaeya chuckled softly, his tone nonchalant.
However, the gravity in his eyes betrayed his true attitude.
Without any hesitation, he leaped down from the height, landing gracefully on the street.
His indigo hair fluttered slightly in the wind, and his blue and white cape swayed gently, carrying a hint of carefree elegance.
Kaeya quickened his pace, moving swiftly in the direction of the elemental fluctuations.
His black boots tapped rhythmically on the cobblestone street.
On the streets of Mondstadt City, there were still scattered Knights of Favonius patrolling.
But no one noticed these unusual energy fluctuations.
Only Kaeya, who had not yet rested, detected its anomaly at the first opportunity.
He didn't deliberately quicken his pace, maintaining his usual composure.
But his deep pupils constantly scanned his surroundings, trying to find any possible clues.
Soon, he arrived at the place where the elemental aura was strongest.
A secluded street corner.
The night was deep, and moonlight spilled over this corner of Mondstadt City.
An unusual scent permeated the deserted street.
The air lingered with the smell of blood, mixed with a hint of scorching heat, making one involuntarily frown.
Kaeya slowly stepped into the ruins left by the battle.
However, when his gaze fell upon the ground, the smile in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by deep shock.