"Acting Grand Master Jean, I hope you'll tell the truth." Rosaria stood with her arms crossed, her gaze sharp as she looked at Jean.
Although, by status, she had no right to be disrespectful to Jean, especially not in such an interrogative manner.
But to get to the truth of this matter, a less severe attitude wouldn't work.
"…." Jean lowered her head, her face filled with dejection.
"Forget it, it seems to be true." Rosaria sighed, walked to the side, and sat down.
She really wanted to pull out her pipe and take a puff to ease the frustration in her heart, but this was Acting Grand Master Jean's office after all, so she restrained her desire.
"…I will bear this matter alone. I will immediately resign from my position as Acting Grand Master and apologize to Stelle," Jean said, raising her head with a resolute tone.
As for after the apology, it would be according to Mondstadt's laws.
"I don't think this is the best way to handle it." Rosaria rubbed her head, a little headachey.
"Besides, if you don't serve as Acting Grand Master, who else in the Knights of Favonius can take over your work?"
One should know that even when the Grand Master was still around, most of the work of the entire Knights of Favonius was still done by Jean.
Now that the Grand Master had left, if Jean didn't manage the Knights of Favonius, the entire Knights of Favonius would fall into chaos.
"Currently, only the two of us know about this. I can also keep Barbara in the dark. As for Stelle… at least for now, she hasn't shown any abnormalities, so she probably doesn't know."
"But, I after all…" Jean wanted to say something more, but Rosaria immediately interrupted her.
"I know you can't get over it, but for the sake of the Knights of Favonius, you just have to bear it." Rosaria slowly stood up, looking at Jean expressionlessly.
Although Jean had done something wrong, Rosaria could actually understand her.
Because she also had similar experiences and knew that feeling.
"If you feel bad, just consider this a punishment. Also, I don't recommend you go to the Anemo God to repent. Not to mention Barbatos probably can't hear you, it would be bad if another accident like Barbara's happened."
"This is all for Mondstadt, understand? Don't be impulsive."
"I… I understand." Jean hesitated and nodded.
"Good that you understand. Next, I'll spend some time with Stelle to gauge her reaction and confirm the situation," Rosaria said slowly. When she mentioned Stelle, her tone was also a bit strange, and her eyes drifted.
However, Acting Grand Master Jean, who was currently in a state of dejection, didn't notice this.
"If the situation is good, I'll find another time to invite her out alone, and you two can talk."
"As long as you apologize sincerely, she might forgive you."
"Hmm, thank you, Rosaria."
"Alright, don't look like that anymore. Get your emotions in order. Isn't that poet coming to return the skylyre today? You should go see it, shouldn't you?"
"I understand. I'll go now." Jean took a deep breath and quickly stood up.
Although the handover of the skylyre was the Westwind Church's job, and this matter had been entrusted to her younger sister, as the Acting Grand Master, she should go see it, both emotionally and rationally.
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The Westwind Cathedral, Stelle had never been there before.
It was a landmark building in Mondstadt City, after all, a place where nobles in the past flaunted their power and prestige. Even the headquarters of the Knights of Favonius wasn't as grand as this building.
And now, quite a few people were gathered in the church square.
Acting Grand Master Jean had given a speech here in the morning, and nearly half of Mondstadt City had come.
After it ended, these Mondstadt citizens, immersed in the end of the Dragon Disaster, still hadn't dispersed.
And amidst the crowd, Stelle spotted two familiar figures at a glance.
"Lumine, Paimon!" Stelle waved and quickly walked towards the two.
"Isn't that Stelle? What are you doing here?" Paimon turned around, a little surprised.
"Yeah, Stelle, didn't you say you had to deal with renting a house?" Lumine asked, happy to see Stelle but also a bit confused.
"The person for the rental couldn't make it today, so we rescheduled…," Stelle explained with a smile, "Then I just happened to take a commission from the Westwind Church."
"What about you two?"
"Oh, I see. We're here to find Venti and return the skylyre with him," Lumine said with a smile. Looking at Stelle's face, she inexplicably felt something was off.
"Stelle, why do you look a little different?"
"Different?" Stelle's heart inexplicably skipped a beat.
"Yeah, you seem… how should I put it…" Lumine rubbed her chin, scrutinizing Stelle up and down.
"You look more moisturized?" Paimon also noticed Stelle's change and immediately blurted out what she was thinking.
"Yes, that's about it! Stelle, did you use some makeup?" Lumine clapped her hands, then looked closely at Stelle and asked.
"No, I didn't. Maybe it's because I slept better yesterday, haha…" Stelle awkwardly scratched her head.
Perhaps it was due to her in-depth communication with Amber last night and this morning, because she had a similar feeling when she looked at Amber this morning.
She hadn't expected such a change in herself.
"I see." Lumine nodded with a smile. She had no doubts about this; Stelle was naturally beautiful to begin with, and Lumine liked her even more now.
"Since that's the case, should we go to the church together?"
"Okay."
Ann breathed a slight sigh of relief when Lumine didn't ask any more questions.
The group walked together into the church.
The church was not open today; besides people like Ann and Lumine who had important matters and special identities, there were no other outsiders inside.
When they arrived, Venti also seemed to have just gotten there.
"Oh my, isn't that Ms. Ann?" Venti looked at Ann with some surprise.
"Hello, Venti, I just came to check in." Ann nodded at Venti, then asked curiously, "Why did you return the skylyre? Aren't you keeping it?"
Although Venti had Lumine steal the skylyre from Westwind Church, it originally belonged to the Anemo God, which was Venti himself.
"How should I put it? While it's nice to have an old friend by my side, the Westwind Church has put a lot of effort into it, after all."
"Besides, this is one of the few things the Anemo God left behind; the people of Mondstadt need something to remember him by."
"I think it would be better if you just showed yourself instead of leaving something behind," Paimon couldn't help but retort.
"Eh-he?"
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