A Pervert!?

They strolled out of the restaurant and onto Liyue's outskirts, down to the cliffside where a cliff of some sort had collapsed, leaving a precipitous plunge to the sea below, when he noticed a bow hanging on Childe's back.

(Is he an archer? Close combat should be a free win for me. Still, he should have a variety of weapons other than the bow, as he used some sort of sword to cut off my arm during the divination, so I need to be extra careful of the close quarter as well...)

Walking along the edge, they gradually progressed until the walls abruptly descended toward a lake.

They even had to climb across rocks at times to keep moving forward, as if the stones themselves weren't robust enough.

Yomite planned on killing him, without a doubt. Leaving him alive would bring future problems...

(Where is this guy taking me? To his secret sex dungeon? This area is completely abandoned...)

With careful steps, they approached the edge, stepping onto a crumbling stone and continuing down.

As they approached the border between ground and sky, their pace became slower and slower. Eventually, both of them stopped as Childe glance back at Yomite with amusement, pointing at something.

"We can fight down there."

"Wait...Down? Like... jump down there?"

Yomite turned his gaze towards the bottom, and then looked back up with concern. "Isn't that a hell hole?"

Childe gave an airy chuckle. "I dunno about that. It looks pleasant to me."

The chasm was the perfect place for battle; the drop was extremely precipitous and water was already trickling down the sides and into the blackness beneath them. There were even bird nests scattered down below which cast eerie shadow down below.

Without thinking, Childe leaped from the rock and fell into the empty space. With great delight, he flew through the air, enjoying the feeling of wind in his hair.

Although it was possible for anyone to climb down safely, Childe jumped down and landed in such a reckless manner, making it apparent he was showing off.

"What a bastard..."

Yomite lightly flew after him with his windglider and landed not far away from him. Both of them gazed out at the ocean next to them, having found the perfect spot for the fight.

"Enjoying the view? This place is perfect for battle! I always invite people that interest me here!" Childe whispered with a wicked smile, "I'm not sure you caught my name, but I'm Eleventh of the Fatui Harbingers, Childe. Before I crush you into the dirt, I would like to know the name of the person who will be crawling on the soil in a bit, if you don't mind that is. You hadn't mentioned it before and I think I already paid you enough to deserve to know it."

"Yomite Hissha." saying so, he drew his claymore from its sheath and gazed at Childe without saying anything else.

(He has a family name? Is he from a clan?) Childe thought before quickly dismissing it, (A member of a high clan wouldn't dress like this...)

The moment passed with mere silence before Childe exploded, "Aw, come on! Talk a little, the battle will be boring if you are silent the entire time! I'm the bad guy! I live for the thrill of fighting to death and I love chaos. You should introduce yourself too!"

Yomite was silent again, ignoring Childe's giddy demeanor and tried to formulate a quick plan.

(I want to know.)

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Name: Childe (Tartaglia) (Ajax)

Age: 20

Title: Eleventh of the Fatui Harbingers

Occupation: Fatui

Hobby: Ice fishing, Fighting

Likes: Fighting, spending time with his siblings

Dislikes: Weakness

Dream: To become the strongest. To take over the world.

Current mood: Intoxicated/Aroused

Relationship Level: None

State of Relationship: Enemy he is about to destroy

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(Ajax? As in, Ajax the Great? Couldn't be...right? Nah I don't think so, it's a different world after all.) he shrugged his shoulders, ignoring this bit of information for now. Although he soon saw another part of information, which greatly concerned him and he wished he would never see, (What do you mean by...aroused??? What is this supposed to be!?? This guy is dangerous after all!)

He frowned reading through the status again. Despite the jokes, he had known from the start that Childe would be a difficult opponent to handle.

On the journey here, he noted a few things that disturbed him, one of which was the fact that Childe possessed a Vision. It was a Hydro Vision, to be precise. The rarity of Visions was starting to fade away...At first he thought that having a Vision would be about one in ten thousand people, but it seemed to him that lately, everyone and their grandma's dog had one, except him. There were way too many Vision users...

(In any case, I don't think I've seen anyone other than Barbara with that kind of Vision before. Is he a healer as well? No, that can't be based on what kind of Vision you hold…)

Just because one person had a Hydro Vision and was a healer didn't mean that every Hydro Vision bearer was a healer.

Jean was also a healer and yet she possessed an Anemo Vision and could command the wind to do all kinds of things.

It depended solely on the individual.

When he asked Venti about the Visions, he only got vague answers, it was as if he was scared or not allowed to talk about them.

A Vision was a gift bestowed upon those who dwelled in Teyvat and were recognized by the gods.

They granted the users elemental abilities based on the element of their given Vision.

He also mentioned that those with Visions had a chance of ascending to someplace called Celestia and attaining godhood themselves, which sounded pretty interesting.