Genshin Impact: The Twelfth Executive is a Professional Gardener

Lin Lang suspected that Barbatos might have known something in the first place, and definitely knew more than himself, and he was sure that he would be able to defeat all of Mondstadt's existence, except Barbatos himself.

But if he knows his identity, but he hasn't revealed it, what is the reason, it seems that many mysteries come from him.

In the end, Captain Qin made a preliminary plan and dismissed the meeting, leaving the Knights' headquarters with Diluc at the rear.

"Lin Lang, do you want to go and sit in the tavern for a while, I don't plan to go back to the winery in the evening, I'll stay in the tavern for one night.

"Well, you don't have a place to live in Mondstadt

?" "Why do you want to?"

Diluc shrugged his shoulders indifferently and walked down the stairs with Lin Lang.

"I never do anything like that. "

Tsk... When I went to the residential area on the edge of Mondstadt, I found that many of the houses were empty, but the decoration inside was exquisite.

Lin Lang inadvertently expressed some of his confusion, but he didn't expect that when he mentioned this, Diluc would look at him so seriously and explain.

"Those... They are all the residences of knights and civilians who died in the dragon plague and the monster attacks during the disaster, and many of them are expeditionary forces. "

The expedition didn't matter, it was the former that really made Diluc heavy, Lin Lang opened his mouth, and finally couldn't say anything.

He had learned from Rosalyn that the monster's attack was one of her plans, and that she had gotten some medicine from the Doctor to make hilichurls and other monsters go berserk.

The raw materials for pharmaceuticals are provided by Linlang.

It turned out that he was also one of the murderers of those people.

Lin Lang, who has joined the Fatui for two years but has never actually killed anyone with his own hands, suddenly felt a little more burdened in his heart.

"It's not like I can't sit in the tavern if you're in for a treat.

"Yes, but I'll only treat you until you're drunk.

"But I saw that your tavern was full of unconscious drinkers, and I could only drink... Slightly drunk?" Lin

Lang was talking about the four famous Mondstadt drunkards, namely "Quinn the Fruit Merchant", "Margaret, the Shopkeeper of the Cattail Tavern", "Jack the Adventurer Trainee", and "Draff, the Hunter Leader of Springs"!

"This is a special restriction for you, who told you to tell me... You once got drunk and were stripped naked and lay on the bed?"

"..."Lin

Lang regretted not being at the beginning, why did he talk cheaply, why did he take this matter as a pleasure to talk about it, look at it, people are interested.

In fact, Diluc's eyes were a little strange when he mentioned this, after all, there were many possibilities for Linlang's rhetoric at that time, but there were a few that Diluc probably didn't want to accept.

"So you were—"

Lin Lang felt like he understood Diluc's eyes... He wanted to scold his mother, really.

"I didn't drink and have sex, I wasn't forced, I was just drunk and sent home by a friend, that's it!"

“... Well, got it.

But Diluc's reaction was unexpectedly calm, he nodded, and continued to the tavern with Lin Lang.

There are no four great drunkards in the gift of the angel tonight, nor is the green-clothed bard who often comes to drink, and Diluc has no limit on the amount of alcohol he can drink, and he has succeeded in making him completely drunk.

"Hmm~Di... Diluc... Hiccup~ Are we flying in the sky? Why are there so many stars~

" "It's not flying, I'm holding you."

Diluc didn't deny that he had a deliberate element, he really wanted to see Lin Lang completely drunk, and now he appeared in front of him with a similar appearance as expected.

The delicate, mature and slightly childish cheeks were dyed with a flush, the roots of the ears were also red, and the loose wolf pupils were no longer sharp, but like a cute little milk dog.

Leaning softly on his shoulders, his hair is smooth and soft... Diluc once touched the gray fur of a real wolf, and Lin Lang was much softer than it.

Lovely everywhere.

"You... You're talking nonsense, I'm obviously flying, hmm... I don't seem to have opened the Wind

Wings?" "Uh...!" The

drunk Lin Lang directly opened the Wind Wings, and in such a position, it almost shook Diluc unsteadily, but because of this, he also noticed the eye-catching patterns on Lin Lang's delicate Wind Wings.

It seems that when I first met him before, he also had this pattern on his clothes, what kind of exclusive totem or something?

He left the tavern with his hands crossed, and stuffed his wind wings back, remembering that Lin Lang lived on the second floor of the flower shop, so send him back.

......

Mondstadt's nights are generally deserted, and there isn't much sound in the deep alleys, but Diluc isn't walking through the alleys today.

Rather, it is the prince of the little flowers who escorts himself.

The door of the flower shop is not locked, and a short figure can be seen faintly through the light of the store carrying and cleaning up the flower pots, and from time to time he raises his hand to wipe his sweat.

Diluc had seen this little guy during the day, but he didn't expect him to be here so late.

"Hmm... It's my people, and... Friend, Diluc... Just leave me to him. Lin

Lang, who was blown by the cold wind, sobered up a little, he didn't want Diluc and Anais to meet, after all, a night hero and a Fatui... But helplessly, Anas had already seen them, and walked over and took the initiative to open the door.

As soon as Anais opened the door, he smelled the smell of wine covered by Lin Lang's body.

"Linlang... Manager, are you drunk? uh... Just give him to me.

Anais didn't intend to wait for Diluc to agree, so he reached out and helped Lin Lang down, because of his poor size, Anis was almost crushed to the ground by Lin Lang.

"Uh-huh..."

"Need help?"

"No... No, thank you for sending the store manager Linlang back, but you can directly find me to pick it up next time, which is too troublesome for Mr. Diluc.

In a word, Anais clearly divides the line between himself and Lin Lang and Diluc, and calls it "the art of language".

Diluc could see that this kid didn't have much kindness to him, could it be that he was afraid that he would snatch his store manager?

Alas, I originally wanted to take the opportunity to go to the place where Lin Lang lives, next time.

"Then I... I left first. "

Hmm... Diluc, if you have the chance next time, you can come and stay with me for the night.

Lin Lang probably was still thinking about Diluc's lack of a place to live in the city, because he was drunk, and the words in his heart came out at once, which made Anais, who was helping him back, stiff.

It also made Diluc smile meaninglessly.

"Well, okay. "

Mr. Diluc, we won't deliver it, the flower shop is closing... No guests. "