Sacrificing Myself: Nine Transmigrations (Genshin Impact)

No one ever imagined a noble would join the Knights of Favonius.

Not just the people of Mondstadt—even the Knights themselves were stunned.

But Acting Grand Master Jean only gave a faint smile and said, "You're welcome to come back for revenge anytime."

"I have another request," Eula said again.

"What is it?"

"I want an advance on one month's worth of Mora."

Jean blinked in surprise, then frowned slightly.

It wasn't that she couldn't give Eula an advance—she had the authority.

The issue was that Eula was currently under heavy scrutiny, and bringing her into the Knights was already a delicate matter. If she approved an advance for someone not yet officially a member, it would spark all kinds of rumors.

Public opinion could be terrifying. If word got out that "the Knights are cozying up to the nobility to help them reclaim power,"

then all of Mondstadt might fall into turmoil.

There were already enemies pressing from the outside—if an internal crisis flared up too, things would get messy...

As acting leader, Jean had to consider the bigger picture. She trusted Eula, but it was impossible to satisfy everyone.

"Why?" she asked, probing gently.

"My teacher is ill and needs medicine."

Eula wasn't blunt, but she was smart.

She knew this request would be hard to accept, but beating around the bush would only make things more complicated for Jean.

So she just stated the truth plainly.

"I see. Then let's talk inside."

Hearing it was for medicine, Jean felt relieved. When it came to treatment, the Knights had plenty of resources.

Eula followed Jean and the others into the headquarters. After explaining the situation, Jean simply told her to take the medicine she needed.

Eula had come to Mondstadt today for this exact reason—to get medicine for her teacher.

She knew how expensive that bone whistle must've been. Her teacher wouldn't have gotten so badly injured otherwise.

Originally, Eula had planned to make the Knights yield through sheer strength.

But she hadn't expected Jean to be so powerful.

Even more surprising was that despite losing, Jean still invited her to join the Knights.

"If it's not enough, come back anytime," Jean said.

"Don't think being nice to me means I won't take revenge," Eula huffed, pridefully.

"You're welcome to come for revenge anytime," Jean said with a smile, finding her all the more endearing.

"Oh, I will."

With that, Eula took several medicines for treating external wounds and headed back.

Along the way, many citizens of Mondstadt pointed and whispered, their eyes still full of hostility and resentment.

Eula ignored them entirely, walking out of the city with her head held high.

...

"Teacher, I'm back."

By the time Eula returned home, it was already evening.

"Eula! Where did you run off to without telling me?"

Amber greeted her excitedly, though her expression clearly showed she was a little miffed.

Eula smiled and clasped her hands together in apology. "Sorry, Amber. I had something to take care of in Mondstadt."

"You went to Mondstadt? Next time, take me too! I want to go with you!"

Amber was familiar with Mondstadt—she'd grown up there, after all.

"Sure," Eula agreed with a smile.

"You went to Mondstadt?" Elliot asked in his usual calm tone.

"Yes, teacher. I also joined the Knights of Favonius," she said proudly.

"I see…" Elliot paused, then smiled. "Let me guess—Jean invited you?"

"She did. Jean's a good one."

"She separates work from personal feelings, recognized my strength, and still invited me to join the Knights."

"When I take my revenge on her one day, I'll at least make sure her defeat isn't too ugly."

Amber's eyes widened, sparkling with excitement.

She hadn't expected that Eula, in just one day, would join the same Knights of Favonius her grandfather had once belonged to!

"Eula…"

"Hm?"

"You really joined the Knights of Favonius?" Amber still sounded in disbelief.

"Really." Eula smiled.

"I-I-I… Can I go with you to the Knights tomorrow!?"

Amber was clearly excited.

She couldn't wait to head to Mondstadt with Eula!

"Of course."

Eula knew Amber would eventually learn she was a noble's descendant. No matter how long she tried to hide it, the truth would come out.

"Yay!" Amber cheered.

That night, as usual, they went to the beach for training.

During Eula's breaks, she would either play the bone whistle or perform the ritual dance.

But this time, as Eula played a note that surged like a great wave, Elliot sensed a familiar presence.

He frowned. The feeling was faint and elusive—so vague it was nearly impossible to catch.

It almost felt like a hallucination...

He wondered if karmic residue was messing with his perception.

After training, they returned home early and went to bed.

Well—only Amber did.

After she fell asleep, Eula quietly got up and walked to Elliot's bedside.

"Teacher, are you awake?" she asked softly.

Elliot slowly opened his eyes. "What is it, Eula?"

"I brought some medicine for external injuries from the Knights of Favonius."

"I see. Thank you, Eula. I can handle it myself."

"Teacher, your back injury—there's no way you can reach it. Let me help."

After a moment's thought, Elliot gave in. He took off his shirt and lay face down on the bed.

Seeing his back covered in scars made Eula's chest tighten.

"Eula, just do your best. Do what you can—that's enough. Don't overthink it."

He knew what she was thinking and gently reminded her.

She was upset because she felt powerless to truly help him.

Right now, the most she could do was bring him some medicine.

That sense of helplessness was weighing on her.

Eula applied the ointment gently, careful not to cause any pain.

When she finished, Elliot sat up, a gentle smile on his face.

"Eula, do you know what I want most?"

"What is it?" she asked, a little unsure.

"For you and Little Amber to find your own paths—and to walk them without hesitation."

"There'll be joy and hardship, setbacks and success. But it'll be your life."

"When you're old and look back, may the road behind you be full of bold footprints—an unregretful, unrestrained life like a passing breeze."

"That's the kind of person I want to be."

"I don't know if it's right or wrong, but I've lived happily. And I hope you can too."

"So don't worry about my wounds. They were my choice. I have no regrets—only gratitude."

"Grateful I got to meet a student like you."