(If my words in the previous chapter caused any misunderstanding on your part, I offer you my apologies here... Saint.)
(I'm sorry... Please forgive me.)
Ping-Barbara: "The Cryo Archon of Snezhnaya is every bit as deserving of respect as Lord Barbatos..."
Her words instantly plunged the chat into an uproar.
Word Bearers 1: "Little one, well said. We approve of you. You worship the Anemo Archon—Lord Barbatos, right? We Word Bearers wrote a book specifically for Her Majesty the Tsaritsa. Would you like to borrow a copy?"
Word Bearers 2: "Indeed! After all, as devout followers of a god, how could one not write books for that god?!"
Word Bearers 3: "You're in Mondstadt, aren't you? Once this viewing space lets out, we'll mail you a book!"
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