Chapter 249

Being stuck here every time, he was truly a bit irritable.

He still wanted to see how the immortals in the Immortal World fought, so he could have a goal to strive for.

He was calculating in his heart whether to let Northland Bank give the General Affairs Office a sum of funds so they could update the second part quickly.

Suddenly, chaotic footsteps came from the corridor outside the door, vaguely mixed with quite a few arguments.

"Lady Signora, Lady Signora, please stay! Lord Tartaglia really has something to do!"

"Lady Signora! Please don't make things difficult for us, Lord Tartaglia is recuperating and still has to handle official business!"

"Lady Signora..."

The voices came from far to near, and then, the door was kicked open.

Rosalyne walked in with a cold face and saw Tartaglia lying on the sofa sunbathing and reading a novel at a glance.

She looked back at the Debt Collector.

"Is this what you meant by him being busy with official business?"

"Lady Signora, please forgive me, subordinate..."

The Debt Collector was shocked and hurriedly lowered his head.

"What great prestige, Rosalyne, making things difficult for my subordinates as soon as you arrive? Am I dead?"

Tartaglia looked at Rosalyne with a smirk, waved his hand, and said to the Debt Collector:

"You go out first."

"Yes! Lord Tartaglia!"

The Debt Collector was like receiving an amnesty, hurriedly wiped his cold sweat, and hid outside.

Rosalyne examined Tartaglia and sat on the office chair on her own.

"Is this the official business you are busy with? Reading novels? Sunbathing?"

"I am a wounded person; isn't it normal to recuperate?"

Tartaglia replied nonchalantly and focused his gaze on the novel again.

"What's more, if you weren't blind and deaf on the way here, and inquired more about the situation in Liyue now, you would know that I am doing official business."

"What do you mean?"

Rosalyne frowned slightly; she had rushed back to Snezhnaya to report to the Tsaritsa.

And then rushed over without stopping, doing nothing but rushing.

Just arrived in Liyue and heard that Tartaglia had fought an unknown existence and was seriously injured.

Rosalyne thought of what Lisa said in an instant and guessed that Tartaglia had definitely provoked a cultivator.

Now, how could she care about collecting information?

Fearing that Tartaglia would cause big trouble for Snezhnaya, she rushed over to clean up his mess.

Thinking of this, Rosalyne became even angrier.

However, before she could attack, Tartaglia casually threw a novel to her, and then sank his mind into the novel again.

Rosalyne only felt a surge of hot blood rushing to her head, suppressing her anger, and said coldly:

"Are you very free?"

"I'm still a bit busier than you."

Tartaglia replied leisurely, moved his gaze away from the novel a little, and said lightly:

"I have stayed in Liyue longer than you, I know better what happened here, and I even fought with that kind of existence myself."

"I have passed all the necessary intelligence to the Tsaritsa."

"I even dragged my seriously injured body to establish a relationship with the existence of cultivating immortality."

"Rosalyne, you are not qualified to point fingers at me as soon as you arrive."

"Your bit of information is not worth mentioning to me; I know much more about the dangers in Liyue than you."

After saying this, Tartaglia put his gaze back into the novel.

"Regarding the things about cultivating immortality you want to know, read this novel; everything you want to know is in it."

"Of course, if you think I am teasing you..."

Tartaglia pointed casually.

"The door is over there, please feel free, go out and help me close the door."

Rosalyne stared coldly at Tartaglia for a long time, snorted coldly, and opened the novel to read.

Tartaglia glanced at her and stole a smile in his heart.

This novel...

Let her read it.

Once she reads it, she won't be able to make a sound.

Wait a while, this arrogant woman might even beg him.

Tartaglia calculated in his heart, becoming more and more proud.

Flipping the book back to the first page, Tartaglia read it again from the beginning.

The two remained silent, and this reading lasted from noon to dark.

Until a Debt Collector brought a doctor to change Tartaglia's medicine, the two broke away from the world of the book.

Rosalyne rubbed her eyebrows and solemnly put down the book she had read halfway.

Sword flight, divine sense suppressing people.

Others might not be able to imagine that kind of scene, but she had witnessed Lisa using it with her own eyes.

For now, Rosalyne believed seven points of this book.

And just these seven points were enough to make the entire Teyvat go crazy.

The cultivation path of immortality and living as long as heaven and earth.

Compared with this, Archons? Heavenly Principles? What are they worth!

Rosalyne raised her head and looked at Tartaglia who was changing medicine.

Although the scars on his body had healed a lot, there were still some sword marks from serious injuries that had not been removed.

Even in important fatal places like the heart, neck, lungs, etc., there were penetrating wounds.

Tartaglia didn't escape by luck; his injuries should have killed him.

His heart was pierced, how could he still live?

Being able to live now, it was likely that he used the power of the Tsaritsa and his mysterious teacher.

Rosalyne frowned slightly and didn't ask immediately.

After the doctor who changed the medicine left, Tartaglia moved his body.

"As expected of medicinal herbs nourished by spiritual energy, although the price is higher, the effect is worth it."

"It's a pity that Liyue doesn't allow large-scale sales, otherwise, I really want to bring more, in case I get injured in battle in the future."

After saying this, Tartaglia glanced at Rosalyne and said leisurely:

"How about it, did this book disappoint you?"

Rosalyne subconsciously wanted to mock Tartaglia for treating such an illusory novel as a standard, but thinking of what Lisa said, she finally suppressed her displeasure.

"Are there any more of this book? Send a copy to the Tsaritsa."

"You really are a hindsight."

Tartaglia mocked.

"By the time you think of it, such news is already flying all over the sky. I had already sent the book back long ago. Now, calculate, the Tsaritsa should have received it."

Rosalyne's gaze turned cold, and she said in a deep voice:

"What do you mean? Do you think only you are working?"

"I just brought back Barbatos's Gnosis to Snezhnaya! What about you? You have been in Liyue for so long, have you contacted the people the Tsaritsa asked you to contact?"

"Do you have a plan to get the Geo Archon's Gnosis?"

Tartaglia sneered.

"Gnosis? What kind of dog shit is that?"

"Sorry, I have no interest in finding that thing. If you want, you can take over my work."

Rosalyne was a bit annoyed.

"Do you dare to defy the Tsaritsa's plan?"

"The Tsaritsa's arrangement for me now is: abandon the Gnosis plan, and everything is prioritized by what I am about to do! Anyone! Must cooperate with me!"