Tartaglia clenched his hands, and the constantly teleporting purple electric arcs around him rapidly solidified in his hands, eventually forming a pair of purple twin blades.
Almost the moment he gripped the twin blades, Tartaglia transformed into a purple lightning bolt and vanished from everyone's sight.
The security mechs that were originally attacking him completely lost their target due to his disappearance and began looking around aimlessly.
The next second, a purple lightning bolt tore through the quiet air of the Opera House, and with a crackling sound of electricity, a large number of security mechs collapsed to the ground.
He looked at the security mechs in the distance, grinned, and then transformed into lightning once again, charging out.
The weapons in Tartaglia's hands were sometimes twin blades, sometimes a double-headed spear; at this moment, he seemed like a martial artist honing his skills in a training ground, rather than a suspect being apprehended.
In just a moment, the security mechs that could have filled half the stage instantly turned into a pile of metallic wreckage.
Tartaglia, who had fully activated his Evil Eye, stepped on the metallic wreckage, looking at the security mechs continuously pouring onto the stage from both ends, a hint of impatience appearing on his face.
He slightly raised his head, his eyes, hidden by a red mask, stared intently at Yuto, as if issuing a challenge.
However... he didn't have the time to engage in a friendly spar with this Assistant Administrator now, because he had to escape.
"Hmph!"
With a low growl from Tartaglia, streaks of lightning mixed with a hint of black abruptly appeared on the stage.
Those lightning bolts gradually wrapped around and solidified by his hands, eventually forming pieces of Dark Armor.
Feeling the steadily rising aura, Yuto, without any hesitation, drew the longsword from his staff, and in an instant, leaped from the defendant's stand, transforming into a bolt of lightning and charging towards Tartaglia, who was activating his "Demon King Armed."
Boom—
Pure purple lightning collided with electric arcs tinged with a hint of Abyss power, and a violent explosion erupted on the stage, stirring up thick smoke that obscured the situation on stage.
"Yuto!"
Furina suddenly stood up and exclaimed.
At this moment, she no longer cared about her image as the Water God, continuously praying in her heart that Yuto would be alright.
Clang—bang—
Along with a sound like shattering glass, a figure slowly emerged from the dense smoke.
"Security team, escort the suspect Tartaglia to the fourth floor of Meropide, and tell the Duke that this fellow... must not be released without a joint document from me and Lord Neuvillette."
That calm and familiar voice came from within the thick smoke, instantly relieving Furina, who had been on tenterhooks.
"Phew... Yuto is fine after all..."
She gently patted her chest, then slowly sat back in her chair.
Meanwhile, Clorinde lowered her gun, thoughtfully glancing at Furina beside her, then at the figure in the smoke, seemingly pondering something.
When the smoke slowly dissipated, everyone could see only Tartaglia lying on the ground, and Yuto standing calmly beside him.
After a brief silence, the Opera House erupted in cheers.
"Today, we witnessed three historical moments! Assistant Administrator Yuto made a move! He instantly annihilated that Harbinger!"
"My goodness... I thought he was just a civil official specializing in paperwork, but his combat strength is so strong?!"
"Our Assistant Administrator... just how much strength has he been hiding? Is this the power of the Water God's Dependents?"
"This is just one Yuto; if we add Lord Neuvillette... do we really still need to worry about The Prophecy?"
Listening to the audience's chattering discussions below the stage, Yuto slightly shook his head. Lightning flashed in his hand, and using the elemental attraction, he picked up the shattered Evil Eye.
"This sword actually shattered the Evil Eye?"
Yuto was somewhat surprised for a moment.
He didn't possess the same immense elemental power and extreme control as Neuvillette, so... he had originally thought he would have to exchange a few blows with Tartaglia in his Evil King Armament state, but instead...
Instead, the source of elemental power Tartaglia used to sustain the Evil King Armament transformation was directly shattered by him. Without an energy source, the Evil King Armament naturally dissipated, not to mention the backlash from the Evil Eye.
"Sigh... why bother..."
Yuto looked at Tartaglia being escorted away by the security mechs, sighing softly. Just as he was about to say something else, a young girl's greeting came from behind him.
"Yuto! Are you alright?"
Hearing this, Yuto instinctively turned his head, seeing the somewhat worried expressions of Lumine and Navia.
He gently shook his head, smiling as he said:
"I'm fine, it's just..."
As Yuto spoke, he picked up his longsword, which had been damaged in the elemental impact, and said with a wry smile:
"I might need to get a new staff."
Paimon, meanwhile, gave Yuto a speechless look, shook her head, and asked:
"Yuto, what exactly happened? Didn't the Vanguard already clear his name?"
"Logically, yes, but I can guarantee that the Oratrice is definitely not faulty. Perhaps he has some dealings with the Kabrie Commercial Guild?"
Yuto looked at the three in front of him with a serious expression, spouting nonsense without any psychological burden.
"Uh... now that you mention it... it does seem so. I remember the first time I met the Vanguard on the street with her, he was collecting debts, and the target seemed to be that... Kaburuira Commercial Guild?"
Paimon stroked her little head, trying hard to recall.
"It's the Kabrie Commercial Guild..."
Navia gently corrected her.
"Ah, right, right, that's the name."
Hearing Paimon's words, Yuto feigned lowering his head, thought for a moment, and then said:
"Alright, I understand. Afterwards, I'll have the security team and the Marechaussee Phantom focus on investigating this matter."
"Sigh... no matter what, as long as it's related to the Fatui, even the simplest case becomes strange... honestly..."
"I still have documents and follow-up diplomatic matters to handle at Palais Mermonia, so I'll be taking my leave first."
"Mm, okay! Goodbye, Yuto!"
Yuto gently nodded, then left Lumine and Navia with the resentful back of a civil servant burdened by his duties.
"Uh... Navia, is Yuto always like this?"
"Sometimes... he is. I heard from Father that the last time Mr. Yuto rested... seems to have been fifty or sixty years ago."
"Eh?! That dedicated?! Wait..."
Paimon said, then looked at Lumine, asking tentatively:
"You feel it too, right?"
Lumine nodded heavily, rarely using her voice, and softly said:
"During the Lantern Rite, not only do we need to let him meet Zhongli and Hu Tao, but we also need to let him meet Ganyu... those two will definitely get along."
"Eh? Are there people in other countries even more dedicated than Mr. Yuto?"
"Of course, let me tell you..."
While the three young girls were chattering about Yuto's work style... a trace of black "elemental power" flowed out from the shattered Evil Eye in Yuto's pocket, gradually flowing towards the Electro Vision at Yuto's waist.
This trace of black "elemental power" quickly merged into the Vision, which was suffused with a faint purple glow, and the originally purple Vision was thus tinged with a black mark.
But this black mark didn't last long; it merely flashed a black light, and the Vision returned to normal.
From then on, the Vision continued to emit a faint purple glow, just as usual.
It was as if... that black light had never appeared at all.
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