blogombal Chapter 786 Preparations for the Flower Goddess’ Birthday Festival (1)
Chapter 786 Preparations for the Flower Goddess’ Birthday Festival (1)
Thinking that he was just casually mentioning a trivial matter, Ying and his group watched Caesar carry out careful deductions on his own and could not help but nod blankly.
The protagonists' expressions are very bright.
[Huh? Who is he thanking? Us?]
[Le, thank you has already been said, but the protagonists are still standing here with confused faces, at a loss as to what to do.]
Finally, I accepted his solemn thanks obediently.
"Although it feels like we haven't done anything remarkable," Paimon scratched his fluffy head, his tone filled with hesitation and realization, "but it seems... we did help a lot unintentionally."
She paused, then her eyes lit up slightly as she exclaimed in sincere admiration, "But... you truly are worthy of being a sage of the Order! Doesn't Caesar know a little too much?"
Ying frowned slightly, her eyes flickering as she asked in a low voice, "Speaking of which, shouldn't things like 'canned divine knowledge' be a closely guarded secret among the royalists?"
She turned to Caesar and said doubtfully:
"How do you know this?"
Caesar's expression remained calm, his eyes serene, his tone revealing a matter-of-fact composure: "That's because... I have an undercover agent among the royalists."
"Oh - so there is an undercover agent." Paimon nodded slowly, his tone flat.
The next moment, her eyes widened, she slapped her head with her hands, and exclaimed, "Eh?! Wait, undercover?!"
[So, he's an undercover agent? ]
[You thought you had everything under control, but in fact, someone had already tipped you off.]
[The seemingly ordinary means actually conceal a deadly murderous intent.]
[As the saying goes, the simplest way is always the best. Often, the simplest method is the sharpest weapon that strikes the most directly.]
Caesar nodded slightly, his tone calm and firm: "Any questions?"
"Or do you think I'm the kind of divine military strategist who can see through the enemy's entire layout based on intuition alone without any intelligence?"
He chuckled, his eyes filled with a hint of amusement. "Don't be naive, kid. Even the smartest strategist can only guess without any information, and can't confirm."
"We can have minimal intelligence, but we must never be completely ignorant. Therefore, a 'bit of information' that can steadily obtain the enemy's core information is crucial."
"And undercover agents are the most suitable for this role."
Paimon scratched his head and asked with a puzzled look on his face, "But... aren't you worried at all that your undercover work will be discovered?"
Caesar raised the corner of his mouth slightly and shook his head gently: "Normally not. The undercover agent I chose has just the right position among the royalists - in the middle level."
"Neither as insignificant as the lower-level staff, nor able to access top-secret information, but enough to hear a little and get a glimpse of the situation. It's neither too high nor too low, just right."
"Sometimes, he could even skillfully manipulate public opinion and even quietly transfer some difficult and tedious tasks to the royalists through his hands."
A deep light flashed across his eyes, and he whispered, "Besides...even if one day he is exposed..."
Caesar gave a meaningful smile:
"Who said I only planted one undercover agent?"
[6. I'm surprised you can actually play it this way! It's really eye-opening!]
[A cunning rabbit has three burrows. So that's how it is! I've learned this trick. It's really broadened my horizons.]
[Is this the legendary military strategy? It is indeed extraordinary and impressive.]
Paimon opened his watery eyes wide, his face filled with surprise and shock, as if he had glimpsed into the abyss of wisdom for the first time. He felt his horizons broadened and his heart surged.
Caesar raised his eyes slightly, his gaze swept across the dusk gradually spreading across the horizon, then he raised his hand slightly, and lightly touched the void terminal beside his ear with his fingertips to check the time.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a hint of apology: "I didn't expect it to be this late."
Caesar looked at the three of them and said politely and calmly, "My apologies, everyone. I still need to deal with the preparations for the Flower Goddess' Birthday Festival. Please excuse me."
"Flower God's Birthday Festival!" Paimon's eyes lit up instantly, his eyes sparkling with excitement, like lit stars. "Can we go and see it together?"
This is the annual birthday celebration of the Little Auspicious Grass King, one of the most grand and mysterious festivals in Xumi.
Paimon thought that if he missed this event, it would be like he had never truly set foot in this country where wisdom and greenery are intertwined.
Caesar smiled slightly and nodded in response, "Of course. Except for the night before the celebration, the Flower Goddess Birthday Festival venue will be open to all Xumi citizens. Everyone is welcome to come and participate in the celebration."
Paimon tilted his head, looking confused. "Then... why aren't we allowed in the night before the celebration?"
Ying sighed softly, her tone gentle but with a hint of helplessness, and answered Caesar's question: "Paimon, think about it, the venue was already decorated the night before. If someone accidentally destroyed the carefully prepared decorations or ceremony arrangements, all the efforts would be wasted."
[As expected of Paimon, he couldn't figure out such an obvious question.]
This reminds me of a time when a village banquet was held and children were allowed into the kitchen two hours before the meal, resulting in the ribs being glared all over the village.
【That kid is quite a eater.】
[Anyway, remember to lock up all important places and don't let anyone in, or you'll be in big trouble.]
"Oh!" Paimon suddenly realized something and clapped his hands. "So that's how it is! It's really sophisticated!"
Looking at the tacit interaction between the two, Caesar couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, a hint of warmth flashing in his eyes.
Then Caesar slowly leaned over, his eyes gently falling on Iya, and said softly:
"Although my main purpose on this trip is to inspect the progress of the preparations, if the young marshal is interested, I would be happy to serve as your guide and explain in detail the various activities and rituals of the Flower Goddess' Birthday Festival."
"Birthday! Birthday! Gotta go! Gotta go!"
Yiya raised his little hand excitedly, with an innocent smile on his face, as if he had already seen the colorful lights and flowers blooming all over the city.
Caesar raised the corners of his lips slightly, revealing a meaningful smile. He stood up calmly, his voice gentle but unquestionable:
"You three, please follow me."
Before he finished speaking, he turned and walked out of the office, his steps steady and elegant. Ying exchanged a glance with her companions, then followed his footsteps, their figures gradually walking into the bright corridor.
[As expected of Iya, this lineup is simply amazing. 】
[The sages of the Xumi Teachings Academy personally led the way and served as commentators for the event. This honor is something that ordinary people would not even dare to dream of.]
As expected, once someone has a backer, they're no longer walking on a road, but a red carpet. The young master's only hardship is probably the iced Americano; the young master's biggest obstacle is just the shiny door sill of a Rolls-Royce.
What is the heaviest thing you have ever carried on your shoulders?
[Maybe it's Valentino, or some faintly visible black silk stockings, anyway, it will never be a burden in life.]
[Just based on the background of Iya, the little Liyue princess (Liyue Crown Prince) in Teyvat... even the four rulers would have to avoid her.]
Just before stepping out of the office, Caesar's fingertips lightly brushed across the void terminal next to his ear, and an encrypted message was quietly sent out, silently disappearing into the torrent of data.
……
At this time, in the lush and deep rainforest of Xumi, a young man with light green wind elemental power surrounding his body was moving among the towering ancient trees at lightning speed.
Vines drooped, leaves swayed, and his figure loomed in the dappled light and shadow, as if blending into the wind. Suddenly, a crisp and rapid notification tone came from the void terminal beside his ear.
The wanderer tilted his head slightly, raised his hand and tapped lightly, and the communication was connected instantly.
"The royalists are plotting a mysterious project involving the World Tree's core. Initial intelligence indicates that the Fatui are very likely deeply involved."
Caesar's calm, almost indifferent voice came faintly through the void terminal, like a cold current seeping into the depths of the dense forest.
The wanderer's steps suddenly stopped, his body frozen in front of a huge fern leaf, and the wind elemental power converged like a tide.
He frowned slightly and murmured softly:
"Royalists? ...They're the stubborn faction that refuses to repent, vowing to bring back the remnant spirit of the Great Compassion Tree King and refusing to acknowledge the legitimate rule of Caesar and the Little Auspicious Grass King..."
Rurouni sneered, a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes. "Just a bunch of guys who are obsessed with past glory and have pedantic ideas like rotten wood, actually dare to dare to lay hands on a supreme being like the World Tree?"
"Can they do that?"
His eyes darkened slightly, and his tone turned cold:
"However... if the Fatui are behind this, it's not impossible."
He slowly raised his head, his gaze penetrating the layers of rainforest, as if looking directly into the undercurrent of fate. His voice was deep and sharp:
"But ordinary fools act out of a desire for God's favor."
"To go to such great lengths to plan such a massive and secretive 'redundant' project... In my memory, there's only one person with such ambition and the means..."
In an instant, the corners of his mouth curled up into an extremely cold smile, and that smile burned with long-suppressed hatred and murderous intent:
"【PhD】……"
"This time, I finally...found you!"
"Wash your neck clean and wait for me to take your head!"
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around, and the wind elemental power around him exploded, and his clothes fluttered like wings.
The next moment, the wanderer's figure turned into a wisp of wind that tore through the air and swept away, leaving only the leaves in the forest rustling and trembling, as if whispering about the coming storm.