Genshin Impact: This Trainee Fatui Harbinger is Too Unreliable

Merry Christmas!

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Both Babale and Ret froze, their hands awkwardly suspended in midair.

Following the sound of the voice, Babale turned to see Luo Qing looking at them with a smile that radiated faux kindness.

"…"

"…"

[Babale's Frustration +1]

[Ret's Frustration +1]

After several days of relentless torment under Luo Qing's bizarre regime, Babale now felt a pang of frustration every time she even saw him.

"Well, well. Trying to snatch someone's homework, are we, Babale?" Luo Qing's gaze fell on the sheet of reflection paper in Ret's hand, and everything became clear.

With a hearty slap on Ret's shoulder, he said enthusiastically, "Now, my dear student, tell your teaching director—was Babale here trying to steal your homework?"

"I…"

Ret stammered, caught between loyalty to his tribe and the truth. As a member of the Tanit tribe, he couldn't bring himself to side with Luo Qing.

He was about to come up with an excuse when Luo Qing patted his shoulder again and said with a magnanimous tone:

"Don't worry, student. I can see the honesty in your eyes. There's no need to explain—I understand everything. Rest assured, you won't be punished. Go on and hand in your homework."

Before Ret could say another word, Luo Qing gave him a push, sending him stumbling toward Natalia, who was checking the assignments.

"And now…" Luo Qing turned back, his smile widening.

"Babale, do you have anything else to say?"

"…"

[Babale's Frustration +1]

Babale glanced around and noticed that the other tribe members who had already submitted their work were gathered nearby, quietly watching the drama unfold.

These traitors! she fumed internally. Always going on about how we're family, but the moment trouble arises, they scatter like cowards!

"Why are you looking at the others?" Luo Qing pretended to scold her. "Babale, where is your 5,000-word reflection for today?"

"… I didn't write it," she admitted reluctantly.

"Why not? Do you not like writing reflections?" Luo Qing tilted his head with mock concern.

Are you seriously asking that?! Babale fumed inwardly.

"You do realize there are consequences for failing to complete your work, don't you?" Luo Qing's voice grew sharper.

"…"

Babale hesitated, her mind racing. Tomorrow night, she needed to lead the allied tribes in a surprise attack on Luo Qing. If she ended up getting tied up and whipped tonight, she'd be in no condition to move, let alone fight.

No choice. I'll have to play along for now.

Steeling herself, Babale stepped closer to Luo Qing, softening her voice until it practically dripped with honey.

"Director Luo~ I wasn't feeling well today, so I didn't get around to writing my reflection. Can you let me off just this once?"

As she leaned in close, she whispered into his ear, "If you spare me tonight, I'll do whatever you want… anything at all."

To her credit, Babale's sultry tone was quite convincing.

Unfortunately for her, Luo Qing had a harem of beauties back in his domain, any one of whom could outshine her seductive act. Still, her efforts were… distracting.

Feigning interest, Luo Qing raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Anything at all?"

"Anything~" Babale purred, pressing herself against his arm for good measure.

"Great! In that case, go wait for me in my office," Luo Qing said with a grin.

"Gladly," Babale replied, casting a smug glance at Natalia and Rosalyne before sashaying off toward Luo Qing's quarters.

For the sake of tomorrow's plan, she was willing to endure anything tonight.

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"Master, you're not seriously going to…" Natalia approached Luo Qing after finishing her rounds, her expression concerned.

"Going to what?" Luo Qing asked nonchalantly.

"You know… that! Master, that woman is bad news. You can't trust her!"

"Why not?" Luo Qing raised an eyebrow.

"Her walk!" chimed in Sergei, one of his subordinates. "The way she sways her hips—total schemer! No way she's up to anything good!"

"Oh, Sergei, I didn't realize you were such an expert on women." Luo Qing smirked.

"Uh…" Sergei hesitated before blurting out, "Well, Master, neither are you!"

"…" Luo Qing's face darkened. Without a word, he clapped Sergei on the shoulder.

"Tonight, you'll be doing fifty rounds of square dancing. No sleep until you're finished."

As Sergei stood there, stunned, Luo Qing turned and strode off toward his quarters, leaving the hapless subordinate wondering where he'd gone wrong.

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Meanwhile, in Luo Qing's quarters—originally Babale's room and the cleanest, most luxurious space in the camp—Babale was waiting.

She knew better than to try to assassinate Luo Qing; his strength was undeniable, and such an attempt would likely fail.

In the harsh desert culture, physical intimacy was often seen as just another tool for survival. Babale was prepared to use her body as a means to endure tonight and secure her plans for tomorrow.

When Luo Qing finally entered, she greeted him with a coy smile.

"Director Luo~ You've finally arrived."

Luo Qing looked her up and down, smirking. "So, you said you'd do anything I wanted tonight?"

"That's right," Babale cooed, her voice dripping with seduction. "Anything you desire, I'm all yours~"

"Perfect," Luo Qing replied.

Babale reached for the ties of her robe, ready to play her part. But before she could go further, Luo Qing's voice stopped her.

"Wait. What are you doing?"

"Uh… taking off my clothes?" Babale froze, confused.

"Why?" Luo Qing's expression remained neutral.

Is this some weird new kink? Babale wondered. "Well… if you prefer I keep them on, that's fine too…" she murmured, feigning shyness.

Just as she was about to lean closer, Luo Qing interrupted again.

"All right, let's get started."

"Finally," Babale thought, steeling herself.

"Start jumping," Luo Qing ordered casually.

"... Huh?"

"Didn't you hear me? Start doing the morning exercises. Don't stop until I tell you to."

"???"

Babale stared at him in disbelief. At this hour? With this atmosphere? You want me to… exercise?!

"Do you have a problem with that?" Luo Qing's tone sharpened.

Babale clenched her fists, her body trembling with suppressed rage.

This bastard! Sure, I look good, but you really think I'd stoop this low just to seduce someone like YOU?!

"… No problem," she muttered through gritted teeth.

She'd endure. She had to.

But in her mind, she vowed: Tomorrow night, Luo Qing, the first thing I'll do is castrate you.

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