Teyvat Survival Guide

Chapter 111 The fake princess and the real crown prince

Fischer von Rufschloss-Nafredot is the name she gave herself based on her favorite series of fantasy novels.

She liked the name, and she also liked the identity of "Princess of Judgment", and she liked to indulge in her own fantasy world.

Her parents are both busy adventurers, and they are engaged in non-stop adventures in the wild day and night.

When she was little, her parents would play this game, which outsiders would call "role playing", with her when they came home from work occasionally.

It was even they who opened her heart to pursue the sublime.

With her busy parents unable to accompany her, she followed the pages of books in the library since she was a child, crossing thousands of universes.

When her parents returned from their adventures, they would ask her, "What book did you read today?"

Then she would tell them stories she had read from her favorite series:

“…So he said: Fischlvon Rufuschloss Nafedot, you are the Princess of Judgment, my proud daughter, you must never give up your nobleness and dreams.”

"Oh, it's a very good story. Since you like it so much, I'll call you 'Little Fischl'?" Dad smiled and touched her head when she was still young at that time.

"Little Fischl, you are an extraordinary princess, a daughter I am proud of.

"No matter what, don't give up on your noble dreams."

The gentle words, filled with kindness and praise, lit up her heart like a beacon.

But the warm time spent with busy parents is always so short.

She is incompatible with her surroundings because she is addicted to fantasy novels. Whenever she feels lonely and painful...

She always tells herself:

"I'm Fischl, a great princess. Even my parents agree...

"No matter what, you must not give up your noble dreams... because these are all tests for the princess."

The little girl's idea of ​​pursuing lofty ideals and dreams took root in her heart.

But just as the windmill daisies keep spinning in the wind, the dandelions are blown away by the wind.

The little girl who was immersed in fantasy inevitably grew up a little with the flow of wind and the drift of time.

On her fourteenth birthday, the children who refused to understand Fischl mocked her again.

This is just a small setback that a noble princess is bound to suffer. Mom and Dad will definitely understand... she thought at the time.

As a princess, she could never give up her noble ideals and dreams.

When she returned to her parents, hoping to find comfort, she was greeted with gentle and tired words:

"Ah... Little Amy, you are already fourteen years old, it's time to get out of those childish fantasies..."

The familiar voice pierced the girl's chest like a red-hot rapier.

That midnight, hiding in the very familiar library, the girl felt strange gazes and heard the sound of flapping wings that did not belong to this world.

Through her red and swollen eyes, she met the gaze of the pitch-black Night Crow that did not belong to this world.

And in the palm of his young hand, he found a purple spherical gem surrounded by wings carved from gold, which seemed to contain the emblem of the element of thunder.

She knew this when she was young.

That is the eye of God, the "gaze of God".

At that time, when the tears were hanging on her face and she was too surprised and excited to wipe them off, she was thinking:

"Since the gods have recognized me, why can't I be my own 'Fischl'?"

So she wiped away her tears, clenched the Eye of God, looked at the Night Crow in front of her, and stood up.

The princess has only one name, and that is Fischl.

Fischl has only one identity, that is, the princess.

Simple and perfect logic, as long as she keeps it in mind, plus a little bit of the nobility of a princess and a little bit of consideration from others, nothing can hurt her.

She was so convinced at that time.

Until now——

She felt so embarrassed that she didn't dare to respond to the call of the white-haired boy wearing a crown behind her.

……

——The story began before the wolf disaster, when she came to the Knights' Library to return a book.

During that time, she was once again immersed in a fantasy novel and stayed at home for a while. She only went to the library to return the book after she finished reading it, feeling unsatisfied.

Therefore, she did not pay attention to the recent news in Mondstadt, and naturally did not know that a new big figure had risen in Mondstadt at that time.

That is the Pope, His Holiness Saint Samuel.

So when she met him in the library, she didn't recognize him.

So much so that when the other party actually introduced himself to her, she was so excited that she thought she had met a close friend!

At that time, she was angry because she was not wearing her noble and gorgeous princess dress and was outdone by the other party's temperament!

But she changed her mind at that moment.

She is the supreme princess of judgment, how can she be so narrow-minded?

So after returning the book, she adjusted her attitude and waved goodbye to the Pope in what she thought was a very casual manner.

The Crown Prince responded to her farewell by making a prayer gesture in praise of Lord Barbatos.

She usually speaks like a princess, using words that seem strange to outsiders, in an attempt to make friends who share the same interests as her.

She also knows that her words and actions may seem exaggerated in the eyes of outsiders.

But she likes herself this way, and hopes someone can understand her and respond to her.

It’s a pity that I have never met such a person.

The man she met in the library, whose identity she was not clear at the time and who she thought was just the self-appointed Pope, was the first person other than her parents to give her the response she longed for.

So she was unexpectedly happy and in an unusually cheerful mood that day.

This mood continued until she was on her way home happily, when she saw a newly published newspaper from the newspaper office and bought one, but then she stopped.

She looked at the contents of the newspaper and stood there in a daze.

The newspapers were filled with titles such as "Pope of the West Wind Church", "His Majesty Saint Samuel", "Family of Lord Barbatos", and corresponding photos.

Thinking back to the guy I met in the library, he seemed to call himself that too...

So, the princess, who had believed since childhood that "I will not give up on upholding my own nobility as long as I am recognized by the gods", realized that she might have really seen the followers of God.

For the first time, her face, which she had never felt ashamed of, blushed because of the fantasy she was pursuing.

However, after Fischer saw the photo in the newspaper, his heart was at ease again.

Because the crown in the photo looked like a white-haired boy, and the one she met was obviously a teenager.

I think I am a fan of His Majesty, right? So I play the role of His Majesty... The princess thought so at that time, and in her mind, she changed "I am His Majesty the Pope" to "The person who plays His Majesty the Pope".

At the same time, she was excited about the other party's superb acting, and marveled at the high degree of restoration of the other party's clothing, appearance and the crown on his head.

She couldn't tell the difference and almost thought that His Majesty had grown up.

Until later, the wolf disaster appeared, and His Majesty brought the East Wind Dragon and the North Wind King Wolf to eliminate the disaster.

When she saw the new reports and new photos in the new newspapers, her heart was filled with sorrow again.

The person in the photo was exactly the white-haired boy wearing a crown whom she had met in the library before! !

Only then did she realize that the person she met was the noble Pope!

And she, she...she still did those actions and said those words in front of His Majesty!

What "Princess of Judgment" and "Eye of the Holy Judgement that Sees Everything"...

Under normal circumstances, she would always be immersed in her own fantasy world, and her words and actions would be according to her own will. She thought this was fine and would not have any reaction.

After all, even the gods approved of her fantasy, so why should she feel pain and shame about it?

But who is Your Majesty?

Your Majesty is Lord Barbatos's representative on earth!

Your Majesty is the follower of God!

She looked at the blue eyes of His Majesty in the photo, which were filled with a gentle smile, and felt as if they could see through the nobleness of her Royal Highness the Princess and see the little blonde girl who was hidden deep inside.

In front of him, Fischl simply couldn't maintain her image as "Her Royal Highness the Princess".

She was a fake princess who met the real Crown Prince.

I thought the other party was also fake!

…It’s so embarrassing just thinking about it!

Therefore, every time she went to the library of the Knights Templar, she would carefully observe again and again to see if His Majesty had come to the library that day.

As a result, for a long time after the wolf disaster ended, His Majesty would come here every day and hang out in the library!

This frightened Fischl so much that he didn't even dare to enter the library, for fear of meeting His Majesty.

If the other party greeted her again, she would be so embarrassed that she would explode!

Until today, she ran to the door of the library again and looked around at the door for nearly half an hour. After confirming that His Majesty did not come to the library today, she dared to push the door open and find Miss Lisa to borrow the books she had been looking forward to for a long time.

Then, when she came out of the library with the book, she happened to see His Majesty walking out of the castle of the Knights' headquarters!

She walked carefully and quickly, trying her best to make herself less conspicuous, thus maintaining a certain distance from His Majesty.

After walking out of the gate of the Knights' headquarters, Fischl thought that he would escape soon.

then.

next second.

She heard a familiar, gentle and clear voice of a young man smiling from behind:

"'Your Highness'?"

Fischer: "..."

She froze in place almost instantly.

For the first time since she insisted on her nobleness, she felt the gazes of passers-by around her were so scorching.

Very good, this princess is worried.

Finally died.