"However!"
The next second, Fischl changed the subject, crossing her arms at her waist and saying haughtily: "Thou didst just ignore This Prinzessin... I want to see who is the swiftest being in this place!"
Hearing Fischl's repeated mumbling, Lin Mo's expression became strange.
He glanced at Fischl, his tone indifferent: "Oh? Are you sure?"
Fischl slightly tilted her chin up, her golden eyes full of confidence: "The gears of fate have begun to turn; our speeds shall surely be decided!"
Oz translated: "My lady means, she's not convinced."
Lin Mo couldn't help but laugh, a meaningful curve appearing at the corner of his lips: "Alright, let's try it then."
As he spoke, Lin Mo's thoughts stirred.
An invisible energy rapidly permeated his limbs and bones, and a light and swift power enveloped his entire body—
—[Ripple] was instantly applied.
Whoosh!
At this moment, Lin Mo's body suddenly lightened.
He seemed to merge with the air, his steps impossibly light.
Even the two large bags of Mondstadt specialties on his back felt weightless.
Taking one step,
The next second, he slid forward like a gust of wind!
"?!"
Fischl had originally been full of confidence, and had even mentally prepared her victory speech.
But in the blink of an eye, Lin Mo had already rushed out like a phantom, moving so fast it was almost imperceptible!
Even Oz flapped his wings abruptly, his pupils contracting, "Prinzessin, Mr. Lin Mo... he really seems fast?"
Fischl's pupils also contracted sharply, the arrogant expression on her face instantly froze, and she stared blankly at Lin Mo, who had already sprinted dozens of steps away.
This isn't right?!
Lin Mo was clearly still carrying two large bags of specialties, so how could he run so fast?!
Before Fischl could react, Lin Mo had already turned his head back lightly.
He even casually adjusted the bags on his shoulders and shot her a playful look.
"Aren't you going to hurry up?"
"!!"
At this moment, Fischl's face visibly puffed up, like an enraged kitten, stomping her foot abruptly, her purple twin-tails bouncing in the air.
While Fischl ran, Lin Mo continued to walk at a leisurely, brisk pace.
Even when she exerted all her strength to quicken her steps and caught up to Lin Mo.
She was running.
But Lin Mo was walking.
His steps were steady, his posture light, completely unlike someone carrying two heavy bags of supplies, and he wasn't even out of breath.
"What's going on."
The bangs on Fischl's forehead were slightly matted to her skin.
In just a few short seconds, Fischl began to pant slightly.
The bangs on her forehead were slightly matted to her skin, and her steps began to involuntarily become erratic, almost tripping over the hem of her cape several times.
Just then, Lin Mo casually looked back at her again, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Why are you so slow?"
"!!!"
Fischl puffed out her cheeks, her gaze resentful, her golden eyes full of defiance, and she gritted her teeth as she chased after him.
And so, under the lingering glow of the setting sun, a contest of "who is the fastest being" ensued.
A few minutes later.
"...This Prinzessin is tired."
Fischl abruptly stopped, hands on her knees, gasping for breath, her golden hair damp with sweat and slightly clinging to her temples.
Her chest heaved violently, and her delicate face was flushed.
It was clear that the short sprint had exhausted her physical strength.
She looked up, her gaze resentfully fixed on the figure ahead who was still moving with effortless ease.
Finally, she took a deep breath, and with an unwilling look in her eyes, she whispered, "Alas, I admit your swiftness surpasses the comprehension of us mortals... This round, This Prinzessin will not quibble, consider it your victory."
Oz flew alongside, smiling, "Lin Mo, the Prinzessin means that she can't run anymore, she gives up."
Hearing this, Lin Mo leisurely stopped.
He casually adjusted the two large bags of specialties on his shoulder and looked at Fischl with a playful gaze: "You're already done after running such a short distance?"
Fischl immediately frowned, her mouth slightly puffed out: "Hmph... This Prinzessin merely allows you a small victory for now. After a short rest, I will surely be able to..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Lin Mo had already reached out and placed his hand on her shoulder, an invisible energy slowly flowing from his fingertips into Fischl's body.
"Ripple" instantly applied!
In an instant, Fischl's pupils slightly contracted.
She felt her body suddenly become incredibly light, as if some kind of restraint had been lifted.
Her entire body felt as if it were being lifted by an invisible current of air, agile and graceful.
"...?"
Fischl instinctively looked down at her legs, blinked, and frowned slightly.
How did her body suddenly become so light?
Before she could react, Lin Mo's voice faintly sounded: "Alright, let's go."
Then, he directly stepped forward and left.
Fischl hadn't even had time to ask what had happened when Lin Mo's figure was already moving quickly, his speed even faster than before, almost instantly opening up a distance of over ten meters.
"Wait—"
She instinctively took a step, and at that very moment—
"Swoosh!"
Her figure directly stepped forward two or three paces!
"!!!"
Fischl's pupils suddenly contracted; she looked down at her legs in astonishment, for a moment even disbelieving her own senses.
Had she really... stepped so far just now?!
This feeling was as if a gust of wind was carrying her along, every step becoming extremely light and fluid, with no resistance whatsoever, as if the world beneath her feet had become smooth.
"This... what's going on?"
Her gaze was filled with shock and confusion as she tentatively took another step.
"Swoosh!"
This time, her stride was at least twice as long as usual.
It was as if an invisible force was pushing her forward from beneath her feet, making her feel several times faster than usual!
"..."
Fischl was completely stunned; her original fatigue was also diluted by this sudden surprise, replaced by a deep sense of disbelief.
- Her speed had actually increased to this extent?!
The next second, Fischl abruptly looked up.
She saw Lin Mo walking leisurely in the distance, even casually adjusting the specialties on his shoulder, his movements as natural as if he were taking a stroll.
"...!!"
Fischl's eyes narrowed. This time, she didn't hesitate, abruptly striding forward and rushing towards Lin Mo.
- Unlike her previous fatigue, this run was incredibly effortless!
She could clearly feel the wind pushing her forward, every step like gliding.
It was no longer the gait of an ordinary human, but more like a naturally swift hunter.
The increase in speed made her heart race, her breathing tinged with excitement and confusion—
"Lin Mo... how did he do it?!"
"You... have you perhaps also mastered the mysteries of Anemo?!"
Fischl's golden pupils trembled slightly as she looked at her legs in disbelief, feeling this uncanny lightness. Each step she took was like gliding on the wind, completely unimpeded.
Various possibilities flashed through her mind, finally leading to the only reasonable explanation—
Could it be that Lin Mo had obtained an Anemo Vision?
This feeling was very similar to being propelled by Anemo power.
She couldn't have imagined that Lin Mo could instantly boost her speed, making her feel as agile and swift as a favored child of the wind.
How similar was this ability to the effects of an Anemo Vision she had witnessed?
But she couldn't feel any Anemo power, which was very strange.
"Mr. Lin Mo might have a hidden Vision."
Beside her, Oz flapped his wings and pondered, "But I don't feel any Anemo power either."