Genshin Impact: What, the one we need to save is Focalors?

In the late afternoon, the golden afterglow of the setting sun cast its rays over Fudé Port like threads of silk, as if draping the land in a thin veil of golden yellow. Columbina strolled through the bustling commercial street of Fontaine, her heart filled with curiosity and surprise. Trailing behind her, not too close and not too far, was Thunderclap, his face gloomy.

In front of an exquisite and charming pastry shop, Columbina involuntarily stopped. Her eyes were firmly drawn by the dazzling array of bread and cakes in the window. Those tempting sweets seemed to be whispering to her, speaking of their deliciousness.

The shop assistant was a gentle woman from Inazuma. She walked lightly up to Columbina and asked softly, "Beautiful lady, can I help you with anything?"

Columbina snapped back from the temptation of the sweets, saying with a hint of regret, "I really want to buy everything here, but I don't have any Mora."

Upon hearing this, the female assistant still maintained a polite smile and demeanor. "It's alright, miss. We can offer you some samples to try for free."

"Really?" Joyful light sparkled in Columbina's eyes. Her smile was pure and sincere, like winter sunlight, warm and pure.

The female assistant smiled and nodded in confirmation, then turned and went into the shop. She quickly brought out a small, exquisite cake and handed it to Columbina.

Columbina cautiously took a bite of the cake and was immediately enveloped by the delicate texture of the cream and the fresh sweetness of the fruit. This deliciousness seemed to transform into a warm current of happiness, slowly flowing through her heart. She was lost in this delight, and before she knew it, she had savored every bit of the cake.

After eating, Columbina couldn't help but feel a trace of regret. If that bank card hadn't been used to pay for the expensive boat ticket, she would be stuffed with food by now. With lingering reluctance, she glanced at the display window behind her, then slowly moved towards the next shop.

This was an official merchandise store for Furina. The moment Columbina stepped inside, her eyes were firmly captivated by the lifelike Furina figurines and the unique accessories. A strong desire welled up inside her, wishing she could gather them all into her arms. But ultimately, with pockets emptier than her face, she could only reluctantly move her steps.

Just as she was about to step out of the shop door, the assistant smiled and handed her a delicate keychain with an anime portrait of Furina printed on it. This unexpected little gift filled her heart with joy.

Next, she discovered something strange: as long as she stood quietly in a shop for a while, the service staff would voluntarily offer her a free sample. She couldn't help but develop a great fondness for Fudé Port, this city under construction.

By the time she finished browsing the commercial street, it was midnight. Her arms were piled high with various free gifts. She felt somewhat lost, unsure where she should go at this hour.

Just then, Thunderclap walked up to her and said in his usual indifferent tone, "Columbina, come with me. West Factory has booked a room for you in the most luxurious hotel in Fudé Port."

"Thank you very much, Scaramouche," Columbina said with heartfelt gratitude.

Thunderclap exclaimed exasperatedly, "I told you, stop calling me that stupid name!"

"Then should I call you Thunderclap?" Columbina asked tentatively. "But, that sounds pretty silly too."

Thunderclap refused to say another word to this presumptuous person. He turned and walked away without even looking back. Seeing this, Columbina quickly chased after him; she certainly didn't want to sleep on the street.

A quarter of an hour later, under Thunderclap's guidance, Columbina successfully checked into the luxurious hotel. As she lay down on the soft, comfortable bed, the comfort made her almost cry out.

Having only stayed in this city for half a day, Columbina had already fallen deeply in love with Fudé Port. It would be even better if she had money, then she could buy all the things she liked. Especially those exquisite and adorable Furina figurines; they were her angels. She made up her mind to work hard to earn money and bring them all home.

Many years later.

In a luxurious villa in Fudé Port, facing the Tsaritsa's questioning, Columbina could only offer a weak explanation, "Who is this! Who put so many figurines in my refrigerator?" "All the money I earned, I didn't dare waste a single Mora, I bought all this instead." "Our family has been Seelies for generations; we've been scared of poverty."

...

Fontaine City.

Arlecchino, dressed in a stern black West Factory uniform, walked along the wide and clean streets. Passersby, upon seeing her, immediately lowered their heads and hurried past, afraid of any interaction with her. If there was one person the people of Fontaine feared most, it was Yide, then close behind him would surely be Arlecchino.

In the few years after Lin Yide first entered the Fortress of Meropide, Arlecchino alone propped up West Factory. Her style of action was even sharper than Lin Yide's, perhaps even exceeding it, intimidating all the petty individuals lurking in the shadows. Arlecchino didn't care about these people's reactions; as the Vice Deputy Director of West Factory, her existence was meant to be one that inspired fear.

Shortly after, Arlecchino stepped through the solemn gate of the Palais Mermonia. After a brief wait in Furina's reception room, she met with Furina. Compared to a few years ago, Furina's appearance was unchanged; time had left no marks on her face. Her temperament, however, had changed slightly, adding a few hints of maturity and composure, further enhancing her divine dignity and majesty.

The two sat facing each other at a small, exquisite round table. Arlecchino gently picked up a cup of coffee emitting an inviting aroma, took a small sip, then said solemnly, "Lady Furina, on behalf of Her Majesty the Tsaritsa, I express Snezhnaya's deepest apologies to you."

Furina let out a dissatisfied 'hmph' and replied, "Is merely apologizing enough? The Fatui's assassination attempt on Yide is essentially equivalent to declaring war on Fontaine."

Arlecchino patiently explained, "Snezhnaya has no intention of going to war with Fontaine; this was merely a misunderstanding."

Furina said in a decisive tone, "Snezhnaya should consider itself lucky that Yide did not perish in Dottore's assassination attempt, otherwise, Fontaine would spare no expense and wage war with the full might of the nation."

Arlecchino's heart was startled upon hearing this. Furina's deep feelings for Yide exceeded her expectations. She continued, "Lady Furina, Her Majesty the Tsaritsa knew from the beginning that Dottore could not possibly kill Director Yide; this assassination was merely a warning."

"A warning? I, West Factory, and all of Fontaine will not accept such a statement." Furina's attitude remained firm; she would never forgive the Fatui's assassination attempt on her beloved.

Arlecchino found the situation somewhat tricky. The worsening relations between Snezhnaya and Fontaine was something she did not wish to see. "Lady Furina, the prophecy of Fontaine is about to arrive in approximately a little over a year. If you are willing to accept Snezhnaya's apology, we guarantee that at that time, Snezhnaya will absolutely not take advantage of the situation."

These words seemed to contain a hint of a threat. Although Furina wanted to directly refuse, the reality forced her to think deeply. After a brief period of consideration, she gave her answer, "You should go and talk to Yide about it. As long as he agrees, I have no objections."

Arlecchino was not surprised by this response. Although Furina held the esteemed position of the Hydro Archon of Fontaine, the true helmsmen and decision-makers of Fontaine were one person and one dragon. "Lady Furina, Her Majesty the Tsaritsa has already sent someone to negotiate with him. The results should be available very soon."