On the streets of Fontaine, every streetlamp had a dangling piece of old nobility scum swinging back and forth in the breeze, half-dead and groaning.
Mondstadt really was better—over there, the old nobility were either strung up on streetlamps or stripped of all their power. They were nothing like the old nobility in Fontaine, whose power reached the skies and whose morals were completely bankrupt, leaving honest old Neuvillette struggling to find a legitimate excuse to deal with them.
Still, things were different now. Having hijacked Furina's account, she could finally let loose and properly discipline these arrogant old nobles.
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