Kamisato Estate.
"Old uncle, hurry up and ask why!"
Upon returning to the Kamisato residence, the old uncle was undoubtedly subjected to little Eula's cheek-pinching punishment.
"Ow ow ow, okay okay, I'm asking why already..."
The old uncle naturally didn't play around either and went along with little Eula's wish by asking the question.
However, even though the old uncle was being cooperative, little Eula still rubbed his face a bit more before she started speaking.
"Old uncle, in your opinion, for the sake of inheritance, which is more important: bloodline or spirit?"
The old uncle glanced over at the second-generation Shura Anyakonsen-shou, little Sara, who was still diligently handling government affairs.
"Spirit, I suppose."
Little Eula looked very satisfied. To the old uncle, it felt just like the moment when a student and teacher check answers together and discover the answer was correct.
"Yes. The honor of Lawrence should be passed down through spirit. Unfortunately, the Lawrence bloodline has failed to carry on that spirit, so I plan to destroy the bloodline inheritance of the Lawrence Clan."
Hearing this, the old uncle inexplicably recalled a certain famous scene called "The Night of Clan Extermination."
"Uh... Eula, you're not planning to wipe out everyone in the Lawrence Clan in a single night, are you?"
Noticing the old uncle's confusion, little Eula also realized her description might have come across a bit problematically.
"Ahem, old uncle, I'm not some bloodthirsty person... What I mean is that the honor of Lawrence should be inherited as a chivalric spirit of pioneering, not through bloodline."
The old uncle nodded.
"So what do you plan to do?"
At this moment, little Eula looked full of vigor and ambition.
"Once things here in Inazuma are wrapped up, I plan to return to Mondstadt, seize control of the Lawrence Clan from the clan head's hands,
then carry out ideological reform on all members of the Lawrence Clan, restoring the Lawrence Clan to the form that was once acknowledged by Lord Barbatos, the Anemo Archon.
Finally, after turning around the Lawrence Clan's reputation, I will personally disband the clan!"
Eula's ambition was quite grand, but the old uncle didn't actually doubt whether she could pull it off.
During their busy time in Inazuma, little Eula had already fully proven her abilities while leading the team.
And now little Eula also possessed a Vision. With a bit of practice, there probably weren't many people in Mondstadt who could beat her...
"And then? What about the spiritual inheritance?"
Little Eula already had a plan in mind.
"I plan to hand over the Lawrence Clan's legacy to the Knights of Favonius. In the future, we'll see what kind of suitable person the Knights of Favonius can find to inherit the Lawrence Clan's legacy."
Wow, what guts—selling off grandpa's field without heartache.
That said, if the ancestors of the Lawrence Clan could see what the Lawrence Clan had become now...
They'd probably be so furious they'd want to hand their own legacy over to the Knights of Favonius themselves.
"I think that's pretty good. When the time comes, old uncle will go with you, and we'll wreck them all."
The old uncle sounded very relaxed. It was a good chance to return to Mondstadt and check on little Barbara too.
"No, old uncle. I want to return to Mondstadt alone."
At that moment, the old uncle instantly fell silent.
I don't think that's okay. You're someone I watched grow up. Letting you go to Mondstadt all by yourself—sure, Mondstadt is very safe, and you've indeed matured...
But still, no. I'm not at ease. I have to go with you.
The old uncle looked into little Eula's eyes.
The eyes are the windows to the soul.
And in little Eula's eyes, the old uncle saw a firm conviction.
It felt extremely stubborn.
In the end, the old uncle opened his mouth but couldn't bring himself to say anything like "no, you can't."