Chapter 422 - 421: The Anomaly of the Lawrence Clan

"Hmm, I understand the situation. Your uncle... did indeed collude with the Fatui. The evidence is conclusive, and he has been apprehended by the Knights of Favonius and is currently in prison."

Inside Jean’s office at the Knights of Favonius Headquarters.

Jean looked at the report in her hand, glanced at Eula, whose expression was natural, and continued, "We suspect that this matter was not solely your uncle’s doing. The Knights of Favonius patrol routes he provided were too precise, so others must have helped him. Therefore, we are preparing to..."

"No need for such trouble, Jean. I know what you’re concerned about, and you don’t need to worry so much."

Eula interrupted Jean, leaning her hands on the desk, and said, "Leave this matter to me. I will find everyone involved in this incident. Then, I will give you the list, and the Knights of Favonius can just arrest them."

At this point, Eula paused, then continued, "Of course, if you don’t trust me, you can also arrange for other personnel to investigate. But I will not stop investigating, you..."

"Alright, no need to say more, Eula. I trust you, and not just me; I believe everyone else in the Knights of Favonius trusts you. Just like the members of your Reconnaissance Company, we all believe you won’t show favoritism to your family in such an important matter."

Jean smiled kindly, "Go, Eula. I believe you can complete this task beautifully, just like before."

"...Hmph, you don’t need to tell me; I’ll do it well, of course."

Eula snorted lightly and walked out of the room with a slightly arrogant air. Jean knew this was Eula’s way of masking her true feelings and didn’t take it to heart.

She picked up the documents on the table again. She wondered what was going on with the restorationists of the Lawrence Clan. This time, their actions were so significant. What new scheme were the Fatui planning?

Didn’t they know that Durandal was currently in Mondstadt City? Several Harbingers had already died at Durandal’s hands. Did they really think they were Durandal’s match?

Even if they were going to act, it should be when Durandal was absent. Could it be... they were confident that they could achieve their goals even with Durandal here?

Jean shook her head. That was impossible. All conspiracies were meaningless in the face of absolute power.

She admitted that there were intelligent individuals among the Fatui, and some people might indeed be outsmarted by them if they weren’t careful, but Durandal was different.

She didn’t need to bother with so much; she could directly deal with whatever displeased her.

Durandal had dealt with so many Harbingers, yet Snezhnaya had not issued any condemnation of Durandal, nor had Snezhnaya’s diplomats demanded that Mondstadt hand over Durandal.

This was why Jean was so certain. If the Fatui’s purpose in helping the Lawrence Clan was not to help them regain power, then what exactly was their goal? This needed a bit of thought.

"[I’ve said all the pretty words, but what should I do next? I have no idea where to even begin investigating.]"

In the park next to the Knights of Favonius Headquarters, Eula sat alone, staring blankly at the sky, troubled.

Don’t let her confident demeanor fool you; she actually had no idea what to do, as the Lawrence people were doing things that would lead to their arrest.

She wasn’t a spy planted by the Lawrence Clan within the Knights of Favonius; those people would definitely not tell her anything.

Not only would they not tell her, but actively asking would only alert them, making their subsequent actions even more secretive, which would make it even harder to find out what they were up to.

"What should I do?"

Eula wailed, covering her face. Could a savior appear at this moment to help her? Could anyone give her some advice?

"...What are you doing, Eula?"

"!!! Durandal! Why are you here!?"

Eula looked up and saw Durandal standing in front of her, eating an ice cream cone.

"What? This is a public place; can’t I sit here? This is usually the quietest place, and most people don’t come here. Is there a problem with me being here for a while?"

"No, not really..."

Why do I feel like Miss Delezie has been going out alone more and more lately? She usually moves around with Lumine or Shenhe.

What? Could they have had a fight? Or is there some conflict between them? Eula thought, a bit gossipy.

"What’s wrong with you? I saw you looking like that from a distance. Did you run into some trouble? Do you need my help to sort it out?"

Miss Delezie frowned, feeling that Eula was thinking about irrelevant things. Not giving her time to continue her wild thoughts, Miss Delezie took the initiative to ask.

"Well... that, you don’t need to, I can do it myself..."

"Don’t brag. If you could really handle it yourself, you wouldn’t have looked like that just now. Just say what it is, as a friend I’ll help."

She really doesn’t give any face! If she didn’t know she couldn’t beat Miss Delezie, she would have retaliated.

Hmph! She’s noted this grudge. When the time is right, she’ll definitely get her revenge.

Hmm? Wait a minute, maybe... she really can ask Miss Delezie for help. She can communicate with small animals, right? This ability could be a great help.

"It’s like this..."

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