Nonomi stared at the screen before her, momentarily frozen.
It was clear that the deduction she had just made had been confirmed.
She believed Yuto must possess some special ability, such as foresight, otherwise he wouldn't have used a method akin to 'falsely relaying an imperial decree' to avert a potential disaster.
"However... it seems there are still some limitations, otherwise Yuto wouldn't have been swept away by the Primordial Sea—"
Thinking of this, Nonomi suddenly frowned, a somewhat absurd idea surfacing in her mind.
"Could it be that Yuto knew he would definitely be swept away by the Seawater, which is why that scene occurred earlier? But in that CG... the surprise on Yuto's face didn't look like an act...?"
Nonomi's brain once again went into a shutdown.
She found that she simply couldn't see through this Assistant Administrator standing beside Furina.
This character was like an iceberg at the North and South Poles; on the surface, you only see a small part, but if you dive underwater, you'll discover... this iceberg is much larger than you imagined.
The information Yuto presented on the surface seemed unremarkable, and the logic, for the most part, held up under scrutiny, but if one were to delve deeper... some logical inconsistencies would emerge.
Thinking of this, Nonomi leaned back in her chair, somewhat fatigued, seemingly giving up on contemplating Yuto.
"Not enough information... any thought is futile..."
"But it's normal. Raising these questions now means they'll be answered once we reach Palais Mermonia later."
Nonomi quickly adjusted her state, abruptly sitting up from her chair, and then turned her gaze to the barrage of comments before her.
"Where's Ye Zhi? Was she really knifed by a werewolf because her prophecy came true?"
"Oh no, she's really playing the Prophet now."
"666, this entry is amazing! To be able to predict this, what else could it be but a cheat?"
"Yuto: Holy moly! A box!"
"Is there a possibility that the streamer watched the plot in advance and is now pretending to predict it here?"
"If you don't think before you speak, then don't speak. The doors opened at 10:30, and no video site has uploaded plot videos yet. What are you talking nonsense about?"
"Exactly, besides, even if you look at leaks, there's no decompiled plot. It's already the end; frankly, all that's left is to briefly confront Yuto, and then, as before, ask about Natlan-related information."
"That's like saying Master Zhong's line, 'I had no intention of vying for supremacy, yet I knew the suffering of the common people,' came from historical records. How is that even possible?"
"Laughed so hard, anyone who's actually read the Historical Records knows that's where 'vying for supremacy' comes from, not that specific quote."
"The live stream is truly full of hidden talents..."
The barrage of comments, which had originally been joking around with Nonomi, instantly changed direction, launching wave after wave of attacks towards the 'thoughtless speaker'.
They weren't defending the streamer; they were defending their own perception of facts, their own condemnation of those outrageous remarks.
Seeing this, Nonomi sighed slightly, took a strategic sip of water, and then spoke:
"Alright, alright! Stop! No arguing in the live stream, no personal attacks! You're pushing the streamer into a pit of fire. If someone makes a video later saying I led an online mob, I'll truly be beyond redemption."
"Whether it's a prophecy or not, you'll know after watching the plot later. Why all the fuss?"
"If it hit, it hit. It's not like predicting the plot of a future version across an entire version update; there's nothing to brag about."
"If it didn't hit, it didn't hit. It's simply inferring future trends based on existing information. No one can say for sure except Mihoyo."
Nonomi shrugged indifferently; anyway, these things had happened to her before. If it came to having the right to speak... no one had more right to speak on this matter than her.
Hearing Nonomi's words, the barrage of comments that had just been attacking that person instantly transformed into a different appearance—they began to tease Nonomi.
"Is the streamer making excuses for her three fully-constellated, fully-refined characters? Or does she have other ideas?"
"Well, well, it's better not to speak; once you speak, it's armor-piercing damage."
"Exactly, Ye Zhi, aren't your three fully-constellated, fully-refined characters already set in stone?"
Watching these words that made her wallet bleed, Nonomi's mouth twitched.
Why did the fire spread to her without warning?
However...
Although that's what she said, Nonomi's heart remained calm.
She knew who her audience was, and she also knew they had no ill intentions.
"Perhaps this is the best thing about being a streamer..."
Nonomi's lips curved slightly, as if the person whose wallet was about to bleed profusely in the future wasn't her.
"Alright, alright, you guys... when has the streamer ever gone back on her word? I've already posted it; whenever Yuto goes online, I'll draw three people for a giveaway."
"Also, didn't you guys help me promote myself back then? There are tons of cyber historians; do you still fear I'll go back on my word?"
...
While Nonomi was joking with her audience... a certain duck who constantly chanted 'comrade' had arrived at the gates of Palais Mermonia.
He slightly raised his head, looking at the towering Palais Mermonia before him, a hint of confusion flashing in his blue eyes.
"Why did Master suddenly tell me to find Yuto...? Could it be that they know each other?"
Tartaglia said, lowering his head to glance at the letter in his hand, the confusion in his eyes visibly deepening, but he ultimately shook his head.
"Never mind, my mission is just to deliver the message, to hand over the letter. If possible..."
A fervent gleam flashed in Tartaglia's eyes, the kind of look a warrior reveals when facing a formidable opponent.
"I also want to fight this Assistant Administrator... I want to see whether his 'Law Enforcement Agency' is more formidable, or if my 'Evil King Armament' is superior."
With that, Tartaglia eagerly stretched his shoulders, as if he was going to fight Yuto as soon as he entered Palais Mermonia.
But... he seemed to have forgotten something.
His injuries didn't seem to have fully healed yet, and even his Vision was still with the Traveler. If he were to use 'Evil King Armament' now... he might truly be beyond saving.
But if Tartaglia didn't have such thoughts...
Then he wouldn't be Tartaglia.
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