However, that being said, how to face those dangerous eyes was still a problem.
The two of them were bound to confront each other. If it weren't for those eyes, taking down the girl would be an easy task for him, but there was no if.
In the empty room, the Balladeer fell into deep thought. How could he make those eyes ineffective when they met his own?
Or, could the "Death's Feather" artifact, which had accumulated for hundreds of years, confuse his state in the eyes of the other party?
Flower of Life, Plume of Death, Sands of Eon, Goblet of Eonothem, Circlet of Logos.
artifacts are divided into these five types, and the older the artifact, the stronger the effect it brings.
In this real Teyvat world, it's not like the game where everyone has a full set of max-level artifacts. No matter what artifact it is, there is ultimately only one set on the continent of Teyvat.
But correspondingly, as long as an item carries a person's thoughts and has existed for a long enough time, it will also become an artifact.
For example, Husk of Opulent Dreams.
These were the Balladeer's artifacts. These items, which had been on him since his birth, transformed into artifacts as time passed.
By now, nearly five hundred years had passed, and the power of thought accumulated on them was incredibly Rich.
Under a no-holds-barred activation, it should be able to slightly distort his state in the girl's eyes.
"But, it's not enough."
The Balladeer would not pin his hopes on "should." He wanted absolute certainty, a foolproof plan.
He remembered the Ley Lines. Ley Line anomalies could cause various effects in an area, such as making souls appear and linger. If so, it could also put a person's life and death in a confused state.
If one couldn't distinguish between life and death, one naturally couldn't see death.
"Hmm~ Ley Lines, it's been a while since I made you do anything."
The Balladeer wanted to abnormalize the Ley Lines where the Evil Eye Factory was located, using an entire Ley Line area to counter the girl's Mystic Eyes.
This was no small project, but for the Balladeer, it was nothing.
…
On the other side, the Traveler and Thoma brought the two Hydro Visions to the Meikyo Shisui-ryu dojo. A few days had passed, and it was even quieter than last time.
Knock, knock, knock.
"Who is it?"
Nanako's voice came from inside the dojo, and then she pushed open the door.
"It's you, Traveler. Are you still here to become a disciple? Haha, I'm really sorry, Master is still the same…"
Although Nanako smiled, her smile was very forced, making her look quite haggard.
"No, I'm here this time because of the Vision." Lumine shook her head as she spoke, then took out the light blue Vision.
"Now that the Vision Hunt Decree is over, the Visions should be returned to their original owners."
"However, there are still two Hydro Visions left, so can you call your Master out?"
"Even if he can't, he has to. We can't let you travel all this way for nothing, can we?" Nanako said, drawing the uchigatana from her waist, then forcefully split open the tightly closed door.
"Uh…"
The Traveler and Paimon exchanged glances. They remembered that Nanako wasn't this violent last time they were here, were they?
Immediately after, Domon darted out of the room. Just as he was about to say something, his eyes were instantly drawn to the Vision in the Traveler's hand.
"A Vision…"
"No, this isn't mine!"
Hearing this, the Traveler took out another one.
"Right, right, this one's mine!"
Domon, in his frenzy, snatched the Vision, and his cloudy eyes immediately regained clarity.
"I actually…"
Domon, whose emotions had returned to normal, was filled with remorse. How could he have been so foolish, neglecting his dearest disciple for a technique he could never master?
"Master!"
"Sorry, Nanako, you've worked hard these past few days."
"Oh, it's nothing! It's good that you're back, Master. But what about the disciples of our Meikyo Shisui-ryu…?" Nanako said, looking around the empty dojo.
"Let them go if they want to. This way, I've seen their true colors."
Domon waved his hand. As the saying goes, time reveals a person's heart. It seemed he would have to raise his standards for accepting disciples in the future.
Although he hadn't exchanged many words with Shiki, as fellow practitioners of the sword, communication wasn't limited to words; the sword in their hands also spoke.
From the sensations transmitted when their swords clashed, he knew that Shiki wasn't the kind of person who would open a dojo.
How could someone who needed to be invited by letter just to make a move bother to manage a dojo?
"Oh, right, I also need to thank this Traveler. By the way, weren't you looking to become a disciple?"
"Uh…"
"Hahahaha, just kidding. Do you think I couldn't tell that becoming a disciple was just a temporary excuse? If you get to see Shiki, please say hello for me, and also tell her that Domon will always look forward to her arrival."
Domon smiled. Such was the great influence of a Vision on a person; just a moment ago, he was in a frenzy, and now he could joke with people.
But even though he was back to normal, he would still try to find a way to break Tsubame Gaeshi, which was why he asked the Traveler to deliver the message.
However, Nanako was displeased: "What? You came to become a disciple just to fool me?"
"Uh… how to put this… we were commissioned by Miss Kamisato to help you, so we came up with that excuse," Paimon thought for a moment and said.
The Traveler nodded: "That's right, but obviously my method didn't work. It was only by getting the Vision back that your master returned to normal."
"I see… In that case, I won't hold it against you for fooling me."
"Hmm, it seems the matter is perfectly resolved. Traveler, let's head back quickly so Miss Kamisato and the others don't get anxious," Thoma said.
"Okay, then we'll be going now. Let's talk again if we get the chance."
"Talk again if we get the chance, and remember to deliver my message, Traveler!"
"I will, I will!"
After bidding farewell to Domon and Nanako, the two and Paimon returned to the Komore Teahouse, only to find Xavier standing in the corridor, as if he had already made some preparations.
"Huh? Xavier, what are you doing?"
"Ah, you're finally back!" Xavier seemed very excited: "After talking with Miss Kamisato just now, I've decided to go to Grand Narukami Shrine again!"
"What? Go again?" Paimon was dumbfounded when she heard this. She really didn't want to see that fortune-teller again.
"Yes! And this time, Miss Ryougi and Miss Kamisato will come with us too!"
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