Genshin Impact - Jean's "Holiday"

"Heh heh, my beautiful commander, you brought this upon yourself!" the Abyss Mage cackled, despite his disheveled state. As the domain of wind expanded, the black threads from the two abnormal "wind seeds" following Jean suddenly snapped open. The two cyan spheres instantly transformed into two black ropes, lashing out towards the female knight standing at the center of the domain. "What?" Jean, sensing something was wrong, attempted to dodge immediately. However, having fought alone for so long, and being weakened as she was, she was ultimately a beat too slow. She only managed to evade the rope that struck towards her upper body, while the other rope instantly climbed to her right knee. Like a serpent, the rope then coiled around her left knee, and the loop tightened instantly, binding Jean's two slender, beautiful legs. "Ah!" Jean cried out in pain as the suddenly bound and tightening rope loops ensnared her. The black ropes were starkly visible against her pristine white knight's breeches. With her legs bound, Jean did not give up her resistance. Gripping the Windborne Sword in her right hand, she simultaneously exerted force outwards with her slender legs, attempting to sever the black ropes that had transformed from "wind seeds." But Jean had forgotten about the first rope she had dodged. It now struck again, one end directly latching onto her right wrist. The pitch-black rope immediately coiled around her fair, jade-like wrist and yanked backward with immense force. The weakened Commander Jean's grip loosened, and with a clang, the Windborne Sword fell onto the cold stone floor. Jean's hands were now twisted behind her back by the black ropes, the loops tightening to secure them firmly behind her. The two ropes then began to slither like snakes across Jean's delicate body. The ropes on her upper body started to creep towards her shoulders and arms. Her fluffy, neatly arranged blue knight's short cape became wrinkled due to the tight binding. After the black ropes on her upper body had bound her securely, they wrapped around her fair, ample bosom twice, then formed an '8' shape, making the already full-chested Jean appear even more prominent. At this moment, Jean's face was flushed red. Bound in such a manner, as the commander of the Knights, she was both ashamed and enraged. She writhed continuously, but to no avail. As the '8' knot at her chest tightened, she cried out in pain again. However, her constant struggles also continued to drain her strength. The ropes binding Jean's legs also moved swiftly. The ropes at her knees climbed upwards, binding another loop around her elastic thighs. Continuing upwards, they directly scaled Jean's willow-like slender waist. The ropes tightened, and one end of the rope snaked through between her legs, pulling taut with a sudden jerk. The tightening of this T-shaped rope, resembling a thong, made Jean's pretty face even more flushed. Jean bit her silver teeth in shame, her beautiful eyes a mixture of unwillingness and anger, a hint of tears threatening to spill. Simultaneously, the ropes at her knees began to descend. One end of the rope directly burrowed into the white knight's high-heeled boots on Jean's left foot. With a push from the tip, it surprisingly dislodged the boot, exposing a foot clad in white stockings to the air. After dislodging the boot from Jean's left foot, the rope did not repeat the same maneuver on the right. Instead, it coiled around her right ankle, over the high-heeled boot, then extended to her left foot, binding it securely at the mid-sole along with the right boot. Jean's soft, stocking-clad feet were directly bound by the ropes. Although separated by a thin layer of white silk, it still sent a jolt through her. Alas, by this point, Jean was bound like a rice dumpling, the ropes tightly and densely constricting her delicate body. At this moment, the disheveled Abyss Mage, who had just been repelled, walked forward. He looked at the once powerful knight, now bound in such a humiliating manner. Jean had already fallen to the ground, writhing her bound, delicate body, suppressing the discomfort caused by the rope's stimulation. She looked at the Abyss Mage, "You will surely receive... Ugh! Ugh ugh ugh ugh!" Before Jean could finish speaking, a green crystal sphere was stuffed into her mouth. The sphere had sturdy straps on either side. After gagging Jean, the Abyss Mage securely tied the straps behind her head. He then took out two globs of slime gel and encased Jean's small hands, rendering her unable to even wiggle her fingers. The Abyss Mage then lifted the knot binding Jean's stocking-clad feet and pulled a rope to her wrist, tying her in a spread-eagle position. "Ugh! Ugh! Ugh ugh ugh!..." Jean could only let out humiliating cries. Unwilling tears streamed from her eyes. The Abyss Mage approached, one hand reaching out to caress Jean's buttocks, tightened by the T-shaped rope, and the other hand reaching towards her bound, stocking-clad feet... "Could it be that I have truly been abandoned by the gods..." Jean despaired, giving up her futile struggles... Just as the Abyss Mage's wicked hands were about to molest the beautiful Commander Jean, a figure suddenly flashed from the distance. This person had red hair, wore black, and tightly gripped a crimson short sword. "Burn!" A massive gust of fiery wind erupted from the sword, directly扑向 the surprised Abyss Mage... "It's him!" Hope suddenly blazed in Jean's eyes. The man walked up to Jean, "You, as expected, still insist on holding on." As he untied the rope connecting her feet to her wrists, he said, "You look so tired, why don't I take you to relax a bit?" With that, the man did not continue to untie the rest of the ropes. Instead, he directly slung her over his shoulder, picked up her discarded white knight's boots, and walked away. Carried over his shoulder, Jean's delicate body was still tightly bound, and she let out a muffled "Ugh!" of protest. However, this sound was more filled with anger and shame, perhaps...

Eula gasped for breath, the prolonged struggle leaving the powerful wave rider exhausted. Dongni's black-stockinged feet, clad in Eula's white cotton socks, continuously rubbed against Eula's tender, flushed face. The faint scent of perfume mingled with a hint of sweat, causing Eula to close her eyes in agony, her head twisting desperately, unable to escape. Lina's hands, meanwhile, kneaded Eula's breasts, which seemed to swell even more prominently under the ropes. The soft, springy feel of them was irresistible to Lina, and she showed no signs of slowing down. "Mmph! Mmph!" Eula cried out with difficulty, struggling, but to Dongni and Lina, this was a magnificent performance. The object between her legs rubbed against Eula's sensitive areas, but her legs, clad in knightly boots, were tightly secured to the device by buckles, leaving Eula no escape from this hellish environment. After an unknown amount of time, Dongni and Lina's "caresses" slowed, and Eula, almost completely drained of strength, could barely struggle. Her ice-blue hair was disheveled. Eula, like a fallen angel, was humiliatingly bound to this wooden horse-like device. She hung her head, no longer even attempting to struggle. Dongni and Lina also stood up. Although they had been playfully tormenting Eula, they were, after all, tired from their journey today. "Ah, what a shame," Dongni sighed. "I didn't expect her to run out of energy so quickly." Lina replied, "It's not too bad, actually. Most female knights aren't this durable." She then looked at Eula, kneeling bound to the device. "It's getting late. Let's dress her up a bit, rest, and then continue. What do you say?" Dongni nodded and leaned down to unbuckle the restraints on Eula's legs with Lina. As the buckles were released, Eula felt a significant reduction in her torment, and a sliver of clarity began to return to her hazy consciousness. Immediately after, Eula felt her shoulders being lifted, and she was helped to her feet. Her high-heeled boots once again touched the cold, hard ground. However, Eula was not walking on her own. Dongni and Lina, struggling slightly, supported the wave rider, who was considerably taller than them, as they led her towards another strange device. Eula raised her head with difficulty, her beautiful eyes, narrowed from exhaustion, looking ahead. It was a wooden box resembling a wardrobe, with a metal pillar standing upright inside. On the inner walls of the box were several mechanical arms, resembling octopuses with pink rubber coverings. At the top of the box were embedded several large electrical crystals, likely the power source for the "tentacles." "Mmm... Mmph... Mmph!" Eula cried out, seeing the strange device, especially the tentacle-like mechanical arms on the walls, which triggered an instinctive revulsion. Eula tried to step back, but Dongni and Lina would not allow it. The two women exchanged a smile, and the next moment, Eula was pushed into the wooden box. "Mmph! Mmph!" Eula shrieked in fear, but Lina paid no mind. Ropes reappeared in her hands, and soon Eula's upper body was tightly bound to the metal pillar. Dongni then stepped forward and untied the cloth gagging Eula's mouth, reaching in and removing the silk scarf stuffed into her mouth. "Hoo... You... Uh... Mmph!" It was clear Dongni had not kindly removed the gag, but replaced it with a pink, hard rubber ball gag with small holes in the center. A few strands of saliva began to slowly drip from the holes. "Mmph!" Eula glared at Dongni in shame and anger, biting down hard on the gag, trying desperately to prevent saliva from escaping through the small holes, but it was in vain. Dongni, unfazed by Eula's furious gaze, tied the strap of the gag behind Eula's head and stepped back, watching with a mocking smile as the wave rider's embarrassment manifested in a continuous stream of drool. A thin stream of saliva continued to flow from Eula's gag. Facing Dongni, Eula's shame and rage surged, and she tried to kick the hateful woman in front of her. Whether it was due to fatigue, a slight delay in her movements, or a pre-planned move by the two women, Eula's kick did not land as intended. Lina, standing nearby, flicked her wrist, and a rope loop directly ensnared Eula's left ankle. The rope scraped against Eula's leather boots with a "creak, creak" sound, and the next second, Eula's left foot was securely bound to the metal pillar. Dongni was not idle either. She reached up to the top wall of the wardrobe-like box and pulled out a leather strap. Dongni, passing the strap over Eula's tall leather boots, tied it to her right knee. The strap tightened instantly, pulling Eula's right leg upwards to a suitable height. Thus, Eula's legs were forced apart, her right foot suspended, bound in this extremely shameful and alluring pose within the wardrobe-like device. "Mmph!" Eula struggled. The fatigue seemed to vanish with the arrival of this new crisis, but with her hands and feet bound, what could she do? Her right foot, the only one not restrained, tried to kick out, but being suspended, it lacked any real force. "Enjoy yourself～ My dear lady～" Dongni said with a wicked smile, and together with Lina, they closed the "wardrobe door." Eula was instantly plunged into darkness. At the same time, the rubber-covered mechanical arms on the box walls began to writhe and rub against Eula's delicate body like living tentacles. Fortunately, these "tentacles" were of uniform thickness, so they could only disturb her through her clothing. However, powered by the electrical crystals, their "assault" was steady. "Mmph! Mmph!" Eula's cries of fear and shame, muffled by the thick wooden box, could hardly reach the outside world. In the pitch-black space, the mechanical tentacles continuously caressed her delicate body. Because her right leg was suspended, Eula's legs were forced apart, and one mechanical tentacle relentlessly probed Eula's sensitive crotch. This caused Eula to writhe and struggle, but being tightly bound to the metal pillar, she could not escape. The only thing Eula could do was try to kick the hateful tentacle with her suspended right foot.

Beidou, standing at the helm, now showed a hint of joy in her beautiful eyes. She glanced at the not-too-distant Liyue Harbor, then shifted her gaze to the Signora, who was securely bound to the main mast with ropes. Signora's mouth was gagged with a wooden muzzle, a bit of saliva seeping through the gaps. Her eyes were blindfolded, and the ropes around her upper body dug deep into her flesh. Her legs were not bound together but spread in an M-shaped restraint, forcing her thighs apart. This added a further air of wantonness to her already revealing attire. Yet, despite being bound so tightly and humiliatingly, the Fatui Harbinger remained unfazed, occasionally letting out seductive moans of "Mmm... mmm~," which stirred both anger and a forbidden heat in the male sailors nearby. Beidou saw all this, but fearing further complications and needing to return to Liyue Harbor quickly, she had left the Signora, trussed up like a human dumpling, to her fate. However, as they neared the port, such a spectacle in public would surely invite gossip and trouble. After a moment's thought, Beidou waved over two crew members who had already furled the sails. "Untie her from the mast and check if her restraints are secure," she instructed. Beidou then pointed to a pile of杂物 in a corner of the deck. "And get a large sack from over there. Put her in it, and tie the opening shut with rope." The two crew members nodded in agreement and turned towards the Signora. Soon, they were seen lifting the Signora, who was bound in the spread-leg crab restraint. "Mmmph~" Even as she was lifted by the two crew members, the Signora couldn't help but let out a seductive moan. But with Beidou watching, the crew members, despite their hearts burning like fire, dared not overstep. Their large hands brushing against her smooth thighs already brought them a sense of satisfaction. Together, they placed the Signora securely into a large sack and then used a thin rope to tightly cinch the opening. Thus, hidden within the spacious sack, unless one was very close to hear the muffled moans, ordinary people would hardly suspect that a beautiful woman bound by ropes was inside. Just then, two elemental bottles shot towards the Mirror Maiden, who was about to completely disappear into her water mirror. With a sharp "bang," the two bottles exploded before her. Hydro burst forth, followed immediately by Cryo. Although the freeze reaction lasted less than half a second on the Mirror Maiden, it successfully interrupted her water mirror teleportation. "What?!" The Mirror Maiden, usually unflustered, cried out in surprise. Internally, she felt a deep sense of helplessness. "Is this the difference in strength... I still couldn't escape..." While she was in a daze, a figure swiftly appeared behind her – it was the young cook, disguised by the Wanderer. The Wanderer now held a coil of thin hemp rope. He swung the rope loop, and to the Mirror Maiden's surprise, it directly ensnared her delicate feet, even through her deep blue boots, and tightly wrapped around them. "Urk... you..." Her feet suddenly bound, the Mirror Maiden lost her balance. The Wanderer skillfully kicked the back of her knees, and the once imposing Fatui elite immediately knelt on the ground. The Wanderer seized her arms, twisted them behind her back, and the rope in his hands coiled around her delicate body like a swift snake. "You should obey orders, not try to play tricks," the Wanderer said coldly in a low voice. The Mirror Maiden's body trembled, and a bitter smile touched her lips. She dared not struggle further, allowing the Wanderer to bind her firmly in a turtle shell tie, and then connect the ropes at her ankles to those at her wrists, forming an extreme four-horse hitch. "Ugh... mmmph!..." A cloth wad was stuffed into the Mirror Maiden's mouth, and a white strip of cloth was tightened around her lips from the outside, preventing her from expelling the foreign object. Diluc and Albedo entered the church hall and immediately saw the scene on the raised platform. Barbara was bound to a chair in a "sea crab" position, her legs crossed. The number one idol of Mondstadt was already weeping, her eyes blurred with tears. The "Rose Witch" Lisa stood motionlessly beside her like a wooden post. A pale-faced Fatui debt collector looked at the two intruders with astonishment. Beside him, on a chair, Jean was tightly bound by dark green ropes in a complex manner. Her small mouth was gagged with a green cloth. Her white riding boots were placed aside, while her fair, delicate feet, adorned with a pair of leather shackles, were also tightly bound by ropes. The Dandelion Knight was unconscious, but her face contorted in pain, as if she were suffering some torment in her mind. "As expected, it's related to the Fatui," Diluc sighed inwardly and charged forward, his greatsword gathering intense Pyro. The debt collector on the platform, snapping out of his shock, quickly waved his short staff, emitting wisps of dark energy. Lisa began to move to intercept. However, whether it was because the debt collector was already extremely weakened or because Diluc's attack was inherently fierce and overbearing, Lisa was quickly at a disadvantage. Albedo, seizing the opportunity, created a Geo construct flower at Lisa's feet. "Imitation Flower," Albedo called out coldly. The Geo flower instantly transformed. With two crisp "clicks," two yellow shackles locked onto Lisa's delicate feet, encased in her black, gold-trimmed high heels. The light from the yellow shackles extended further, binding Lisa's legs together. Yellow restraints also appeared at her knees. The debt collector, seeing this, panicked and frantically waved his staff. Lisa, her legs restrained, erupted with powerful Electro. But alas, the Geo power binding her legs channeled all the wild Electro directly into the earth, without causing a ripple. The shackles reappeared at Lisa's wrists, locking her hands in front of her. A powerful pulling force was exerted, forcing the Rose Witch, who was not skilled in physical combat, to kneel on the Geo flower. Then, a yellow crystal sphere, condensed from Geo, directly blocked Lisa's mouth, stripping her of her ability to speak. The Rose Witch was thus bound, gagged, and restrained within the Geo construct. The construct then extended and closed, forming a cage that imprisoned Lisa.

As Kaeya watched the sunset paint the sky with its dying embers, he sighed, shaking his head in resignation. "Worry clouds judgment," he murmured, "a day of interrogation yielded nothing." His gaze then fell upon the two women, Tonya and Lina, brought in by Eula, who were now bound in the interrogation room. Gone were the days of being tightly encased in stockings like cocoons. In their place stood the interrogation racks, a relic of the Knights of Favonius rarely used for years. On two ancient, sturdy wooden racks, Tonya and Lina were now bound securely with ropes and narrow leather straps. A slightly wider strap secured their slender waists to the hard wooden backrests, as did a similar strap around their fair, swan-like necks. The long sleeves of their Snezhnayan uniforms were pushed up, revealing pale wrists. Across the cruciform backrests, several thin leather straps held their arms tightly. They sat upright on the racks, their knee-length black skirts revealing straight, black-stockinged legs. Instead of the standard black leather boots, their black-stockinged feet were exposed to the air, with dark brown thin ropes wound tightly around their ankles, forcing their legs together. These rope loops were then secured by a short rope to another end of the rack, compelling them to extend their legs straight. Yet, in stark contrast to their predicament, the faces of these two "female agents" from Snezhnaya bore no trace of the fear they'd displayed upon their arrival. Instead, they wore expressions of leisurely contentment. Back at their headquarters in Snezhnaya, they had undergone training for capture, the painful experiences of which still haunted them. After being knocked unconscious by Eula's imposing presence and brought before the oppressive atmosphere of the Knights, they had been understandably terrified. Moreover, Mondstadt's history included a cruel tyrant, and though the city had been revitalized, who could guarantee that the Knights of Favonius hadn't retained some ancient, brutal punishments? In their terror, bound to the interrogation racks and bracing for a "storm," Tonya and Lina had begun to waver. But after a day of questioning, they discovered... Mondstadt held no severe torture methods! Indeed, this was the rule established by the previous Lionfang Knight, Sir Frederic. Interrogation, it was said, relied primarily on rhetoric and psychological tactics, while brutal physical torment was eschewed by this benevolent Grand Master. This led to the current awkward situation. The most severe interrogation tool was a "whip" fashioned from several thin leather strips. A strike from this whip, though producing a loud "crack," at most only caused their skin to redden slightly, leaving no lasting marks. Instead, it seemed to excite the two captured female agents. Kaeya had even tried to tickle their feet, his fingers brushing against their black-stockinged soles, the sensation pleasant. But the two women merely giggled uncontrollably, yielding no valuable information. When Kaeya stopped, Lina even wiggled her bound, black-stockinged feet, as if asking for more massage. By the Archons, if the Knights hadn't strictly forbidden the use of Visions for interrogation, Kaeya swore he would have made these two women truly experience the wonders of Cryo! In the past, Mondstadt's populace was simple and honest. Even those who committed minor offenses, no matter how cunning, couldn't withstand the meticulous interrogations of the Rose Witch Lisa or Acting Grand Master Jean. But now, Acting Grand Master Jean had been abducted by a mysterious individual, and though Lisa was rescued by Albedo, she was still confined within a restraint forged from Geo. "Take them away. We'll interrogate them again tomorrow," Kaeya said with a hint of weariness. Two attendant knights entered the interrogation room, removed the restraints, and began to unbind Tonya and Lina from the racks. "What a joke, the Knights of Favonius are nothing special," Lina said as her restraints were loosened. "With your capabilities, your Acting Grand Master Jean is probably being serviced in some Lord's bed right now~ Hahahaha... Ugh... Mmph, Mmph!!" She laughed brazenly. The attendant knight who was freeing her, one of the few in Mondstadt who knew of Jean's abduction, was incensed by her insolent remark. He quickly took a handkerchief, balled it up, and stuffed it into Lina's mouth, causing her to let out muffled "Mmph! Mmph!!" sounds, whether from struggling or mockery, it was unclear. Kaeya's expression darkened further, but bound by the Knights' principles, he couldn't resort to physical force. He said coldly, "No need for leather cuffs for these two." As he spoke, he took down several rolls of thin hemp rope from the wall. "Bind their hands and feet tightly with rope, and when you take them to the cells, bind them in a spread-eagle position. And don't bother putting their boots back on!" As Kaeya handed over the ropes, the two attendant knights, holding their breath, untied the leather straps binding the women. They twisted the women's arms behind their backs, unfurled the ropes, and bound them tightly. Tonya remained silent, her eyes holding a hint of amusement. Unlike Lina, who was being bound beside her, she continued to cry out "Mmph! Mmph!" even with her mouth gagged, even trying to push the cloth out with her tongue. This prompted the knight binding her to fetch a small length of rope and tie it around her mouth from the outside. After binding the upper bodies of the two women, the knights did not untie the ropes around their ankles. Instead, they tied two more thin ropes around their knees. Thus, they hoisted the bound Fatui visitors onto their shoulders, picked up the women's original leather boots with one hand, nodded to Kaeya, and strode away. "Sigh, it's really difficult to get anything done here," Kaeya mused inwardly. "Well, I'll gather everyone again tomorrow to discuss. If all else fails, I'll send them to Diluc..." Though Kaeya and Diluc had their differences, he respected his capabilities, especially considering recent rumors. In his opinion, Diluc might have a certain knack for interrogating women... The two attendant knights, carrying Lina and Tonya respectively, descended into the prison beneath the Knights of Favonius headquarters. Mondstadt's long-standing peace meant the already small prison was quite empty. However, it was not damp or dirty. On the contrary, the stone walls were clean and smooth. Although the prison was underground, the lighting was ample. Were it not for the narrow iron windows and the large locks on the iron doors of each cell, one might mistake it for a simple stone inn. The two knights arrived at the door of a cell, pushed open the unlocked iron door, and entered. The small cell was also tidy. Apart from two plank-like "beds" nailed to the wall and secured by slanted iron chains, there was nothing else. After all, Tonya and Lina were to be bound spread-eagle here tonight, so no other furnishings were needed. The two knights placed the women on the plank-like "beds," positioning them face down. They then took out ropes, preparing to connect the ropes around their ankles to the ropes binding their wrists behind their backs. "Mmph! Mmph!" Lina, her mouth gagged, struggled again. But with her hands and feet bound, she writhed helplessly like a beached fish, her body entangled in ropes. The knight responsible for binding her, seeing this insolent "female agent" from Snezhnaya still being uncooperative, grew even angrier. He grabbed her kicking black-stockinged foot with his large hand, slipped the rope loop on, and proceeded to bind her stockinged feet. The knight then pressed Lina's legs down, bringing her calves almost flush against her thighs, before using more rope to bind her tightly in an extreme spread-eagle position. Tonya, who had remained silent, now quietly pleaded with the knight who had lifted her foot, "Knight brother, can you spare me the spread-eagle binding?" As she spoke, she twisted her body, bound by ropes. "I'm already so tightly bound... What kind of commotion can a weak woman like me cause... And I haven't been insolent..." She then turned and glared at Lina, who was now in the extreme spread-eagle position, as if complaining that her "pig teammate" was causing her to suffer as well. The knight paused his actions upon hearing Tonya's request, thought for a moment, and then leaned down to inspect the knots on Tonya. Considering the delicate woman was now securely bound and in prison, he nodded. Together with the other knight, they discarded the women's original leather boots, and the two knights left the small cell, locking the iron door behind them...

As Hu Tao felt a flicker of relief, a sudden change occurred. The treetop she was standing on suddenly softened like a vine, and losing her support, Hu Tao stumbled and fell towards the ground. "Not good!" Hu Tao realized something was wrong the moment the branches beneath her feet shifted. She curled her delicate body in mid-air, rolling to land steadily on the ground. As soon as Hu Tao regained her footing, she saw that the surrounding trees had also transformed. These trees, usually ordinary in appearance, now emitted a faint blue glow. With a "crack," countless ropes flashing with blue luminescence shot out from the trees, entangling Hu Tao! Hu Tao had nowhere to run, and her spear was difficult to wield in the dense forest. So, she condensed flames at the base of her spear and swept them towards the ropes. However, these ropes did not turn to ash upon contact with the flames. The blue light flickered, paused for only a moment, and then, with even greater speed, wrapped around Hu Tao's staff. "What?" Hu Tao exclaimed. Her instincts kicked in, and she immediately let go of her weapon, preparing to dodge. But one rope snaked out from behind her and tightly bound her left thigh. The rope tightened, causing Hu Tao to feel a sharp, constricting pain. Gritting her teeth, she quickly bent down, struggling to pry the rope open with her hands. Even though it was a brief constriction, it left a distinct rope mark on Hu Tao's fair thigh. More ropes, seizing the opportunity as Hu Tao bent to free her leg, reached for her shoulders and began to entwine her arms. "Ugh… Ah…" Her arms were ensnared by these blue ropes, and Hu Tao twisted her delicate body, trying to break free, but it was in vain. The ropes tightly bound Hu Tao's arms and then pulled them behind her. The pull of numerous ropes lifted Hu Tao's feet off the ground, rendering her unable to exert any force. Her arms were pulled behind her, bound tightly in a "W" shape. The ends of the ropes extended into translucent blue gelatinous membranes, tightly encasing Hu Tao's delicate fists, leaving the mischievous maiden unable to move a single finger. The blue ropes now moved unimpeded, weaving and reinforcing themselves intricately around Hu Tao's delicate body. Though Hu Tao's feet were off the ground and her upper body was tightly restrained, her fair legs continued to kick, her black mid-heeled shoes falling aside. Her cute white-socked feet remained alluring in the darkness of the night. It was all over. Even with Hu Tao's skilled legwork, she couldn't reverse the situation. Several ropes seized the opportunity and climbed onto Hu Tao's fair legs. The ropes tightened, and with a cry of pain from Hu Tao, her fair legs were bound tightly together. Numerous ropes danced, and in an instant, over a dozen ropes were wrapped around Hu Tao's beautiful legs. Her fair jade legs were now like clean lotus roots, and her cute white-socked feet were also tightly bound together by ropes around the arches. "Let me go!!" Faced with the tight restraints, Hu Tao could only use her un-gagged mouth to make a final struggle. "The Wangsheng Funeral Parlor has many powerful guest elders, you..." "What a cute little girl, why would you take off your shoes like that?" A lady who had been watching this beautiful performance walked over, picking up the mid-heeled shoes Hu Tao had kicked off. "I'll put your shoes back on for you. Will Director Hu forgive us~?" the lady teased. The lady bent down and gently touched the ropes around Hu Tao's feet. The ropes receded, and Hu Tao's white-socked feet were freed. Just as the lady was about to put the shoes back on Hu Tao, she saw the Director Hu clench her teeth, twist her slender waist, and with all her might, curl her legs and kick fiercely at the lady. The lady, however, simply reached out and grasped Hu Tao's white-socked feet. "Still resisting even when tied up like this? It seems Director Hu is a bit uncooperative!" the lady said with a smile. "However, Director Hu's little feet feel really good to the touch. A little plump and they'd look too wide, too thin and they'd feel too bony. Tsk, tsk, really nice~~" "Bastard!! Let go of me!!" Hu Tao blushed slightly at the lady's teasing but remained defiant. "You, why are you taking off my socks... No... Don't..." The lady loosened some of the ropes on Hu Tao's legs and slowly pulled off the pure white mid-calf sock from her left foot, revealing a fair, delicate foot. Even without the embellishment of stockings, this perfect foot was incredibly alluring. The lady couldn't help but lightly trace Hu Tao's tender, rosy sole with her finger. Instantly, Hu Tao gritted her teeth, closed her eyes tightly, and her entire delicate body trembled slightly. The lady chuckled and released her hand from Hu Tao's foot. The blue ropes coiled again, binding Hu Tao's jade legs and feet tightly together as before. The only difference was that the white mid-calf cotton sock from Hu Tao's left foot was now in the lady's hand. "Your sock needs washing too," the lady said, examining the clean white mid-calf sock taken from Hu Tao's foot. The sock looked quite clean overall, still as white as new, but upon closer inspection, a slight yellowing was visible at the toe, a faint sour scent mixed with the maiden's body odor, creating a peculiar aroma. "None of your business! You... Ugh... Mmmph!!!" Hu Tao's words were cut short as the lady crumpled the white sock into a ball and stuffed it directly into Hu Tao's mouth. Although the sock's odor wasn't overpowering, Hu Tao felt a wave of disgust. Her small tongue desperately tried to push the sock wad out of her mouth, but the lady covered her mouth. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" Hu Tao struggled in pain, but the lady smiled faintly. "Don't worry, it'll be over soon~" As the lady spoke, the blue ropes binding Hu Tao's delicate body glowed again. The light swirled and intertwined, and then, on the outer layer of the ropes, another layer of blue, translucent film formed. Through the ropes, this blue film tightly encased Hu Tao from the soles of her feet to just below her nose. Her mouth was naturally sealed on the outside by this film, and the white cotton sock stuffed in her mouth was vaguely visible, preventing her from spitting it out. "Mmmph!!!" Hu Tao continued to struggle, but she was hoisted onto the shoulder of the young master beside her, and together with the lady, they walked towards the location of their secret hideout...

Fists are ultimately no match for multiple hands, let alone countless dark red streams of light that cannot be extinguished. Even though Ei's strength was immense, after repeated struggles, her wrists, slender waist, and calves were gradually encircled by dark red light. These lights, as they wrapped around Ei's delicate body, materialized into rings of fine rope. With each additional ring, Ei felt her body grow heavier, yet she gritted her teeth, her movements slowing with her martial arts, refusing to yield. But this was a process of diminishing returns, and her resistance was ultimately futile. Finally, a dark red stream of light coiled around Ei's ankles, forming a rope ring. The quantitative change finally led to a qualitative shift. "Ugh... Ahh..." Ei squeezed her eyes shut in pain, feeling as though her body had sunk into a swamp. Even the slightest movement required immense effort. The dark red streams of light floating in the air seized this opportunity, swarming towards her like countless fish leaping through a dragon gate. Instantly, Ei's delicate form was tightly bound by dark red ropes. "Divine Child... you..." Ei felt her body being increasingly ensnared by the ropes, and she opened her eyes, a hint of pain in them, to look at Yae Miko, who had approached her. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you." Yae Miko gently lifted her jade hand, cupping Ei's fair chin. She then looked at the tips of Ei's hair, where the purple light flickered intermittently. "Struggling is meaningless. Why not enjoy it for a while?" Miko chuckled softly, then produced a white, soft rubber ball and directly stuffed it into Ei's mouth. "Mmph! Mmph!!" Ei's eyes widened in shock. Never since her birth had she been bound and gagged like this. She tried to push the ball out with her tongue, but Yae Miko had already secured the thin strap of the gag behind her head. "Mmph! Mmph mmph mmph!!" Ei shook her head repeatedly, her purple braids swaying, but the small gag remained firmly lodged between her red lips. "Don't be angry. Try to savor the taste of this little ball." Miko began to manipulate the dark red ropes binding Ei's body. "I based the flavor of this gag on a recent popular dessert in Inazuma City – dango milk. Although this ball blocks your mouth, the taste is quite similar!" Ei couldn't help but pause. She did indeed detect a hint of sweetness from the gag. While the white rubber ball restricted her ability to speak, when she bit down with her teeth, she felt a soft, springy texture akin to dango. Just as the dessert-loving Electro Archon was lost in this sensation, Ei suddenly felt a sharp pain in her arms and shoulders. "Mmph!!" The pain instantly snapped her back to reality. Her arms were now bound behind her back by the dark red ropes, her wrists pulled upwards. Her jade arms, hidden beneath black gauze, were completely immobile. Her delicate hands were further entangled by thin ropes, forcing her hands together behind her back. "Mmph!!" Ei turned her head, glaring at Yae Miko, as if to scold her for tormenting her. Yae Miko, understanding perfectly, smiled and said, "My dear friend, how can one truly appreciate sweetness without experiencing bitterness?" Yae Miko's beautiful eyes held a smile, her posture graceful, but Ei's gaze was filled with fury. If she could break free from these ropes, she vowed to bind this fox just as tightly! "Come, sit with me." Yae Miko helped the bound Ei to sit on the ground, then continued, "As friends, we must share our burdens. Come, I'll share some of these ropes with you." Yae Miko gently lifted her jade hand, and the excess dark red rope rings binding Ei slowly floated towards her. Yae Miko removed her red heeled geta, her fair jade legs and small feet pressed together. The dark red thin ropes immediately wrapped tightly around them. Within a few breaths, Yae Miko's fair jade legs were bound together by the ropes, her fair jade feet also ensnared. "Mmph!?" Ei was surprised and suspicious, but this time Yae Miko didn't speak further. After binding her own legs, she began to bind Ei's silken legs. The dark red ropes, against the backdrop of Ei's black and purple thigh-high stockings, appeared both menacing and alluring. Ei's slender jade legs were bound by eight strands of rope, making her legs feel as though they were glued together. But Yae Miko didn't stop. She held Ei's ankles with one hand and gently pulled the heel of Ei's geta with the other, effortlessly removing her heeled footwear. "Mmph!!" Ei felt a chill on the soles of her feet, realizing Miko had removed her shoes. She was both embarrassed and annoyed. But then she saw Yae Miko take out an even thinner red rope and bind the two large toes of her stocking-clad feet together! "Mmph!!!" Ei, having regained some strength, tried to kick Yae Miko with her bound feet, but Yae Miko directly reached out and caught them, her jade hand lightly tracing the sole of Ei's foot. "Mmph mmph!" Ei's delicate body trembled. The Electro Archon feared no physical pain, but being tickled on the soles of her feet in this manner was a torture she could not bear. Yae Miko waved her hand again, causing the unconscious Kujou Sara to float over. Looking at the two small crystal orbs nestled within her white socks, she mused, "The Fatui really do have some peculiar little trinkets." She then placed the soles of Kujou Sara's white-socked feet against the soles of Ei's stocking-clad feet, binding them together with red rope. The two Electro Orbs then simultaneously stimulated the soft soles of both women. "Mmph!!!" Ei felt the electric current on the soles of her feet. The intertwined pain and itchiness made her even more uncomfortable. Despite being the Electro Archon, bound by the dark red ropes, Ei could not immunize herself from the current stimulating her soles. On the contrary, as the embodiment of lightning, the Electro Orbs seemed to find water, and the stimulation became even more frequent and intense! "Mmph mmph mmph!!! Mmph!!" Ei closed her beautiful eyes in pain. Under such agonizing torment, only the faint sweetness from the milk dango in the gag offered her any solace. Yae Miko waved her hand again, binding the unconscious Signora securely before pushing her out of the Serene Heart Realm and abandoning her in a secluded forest. "Hmph, lucky you. You dodged then, or my dear Ei would have turned you to ash." Yae Miko murmured to herself. She then took out a purple round mirror, her thoughts flowing, and a few lines of text appeared on its surface: "That fellow Raiden Shogun, after taking the Gnosis, should at least clean up this mess." With that, she put away the small mirror and turned back to look at the struggling Ei. A smile curved her lips. With a flip of her jade hand, a gag identical to Ei's appeared in her hand. Yae Miko skillfully placed it in her own mouth and then leaned down, embracing Ei's delicate body. "Mmph~" Yae Miko let out a few seductive moans. The dark red ropes shifted again, binding their upper bodies tightly together. "Mmph mmph mmph!!!" "Mmph~ Mmph~" The sounds of frantic struggle and seductive moans echoed through the Serene Heart Realm, silent for countless ages...

The situation for Qin was dire. The once gentle and heroic beautiful knight was once again bound, her delicate hands wrapped in silver tape, thin black cords coiling around her arms. The ropes intertwined, suspending her hands behind her back in a W shape. Her sky-blue short cape was gone, leaving her upper body clad only in a white, low-cut, form-fitting top. Her fair, alabaster back bore the knots at her wrists, secured and wound there. The low-cut top revealed a hint of the "northern hemisphere" of her breasts, the black cords cinching tightly around their rounded borders, making the twin mounds stand even more proudly, as if on the verge of bursting free from the fabric at any moment. Around her swan-like, fair neck was a white leather collar. Unlike the one that had bound her before, which had suppressed her elemental powers, this collar not only contained a crystal that restricted wind magic but was also adorned with numerous black arcane markings, giving it a menacing, all-consuming appearance. This collar, along with the main knot behind Qin's back, was connected to a thick rope hanging from the stone roof, suspending Qin with her face tilted upwards in a posture of utter humiliation. A jade-green crystal gag was still firmly in her rosy lips. The forced upward tilt of her head caused thin, silver strands of crystalline saliva to drip from the gag's opening, coating her delicate, pointed chin and fair chest. This stark contrast to Qin's usual pristine appearance was strangely beautiful, evoking a sense of "pity" in the observer. Qin's left foot remained encased in its ornate, heeled boot, gold metal inlays on the white leather gleaming in the dim light of the stone room. However, the elegant boot shaft was also entwined with black cords, five ropes binding her left calf and thigh tightly together, causing the leather to wrinkle. A slightly thicker rope descended from the ceiling, securing Qin's knee and suspending her left leg in a humiliating position. The pain from the tight bindings caused Qin's delicate body to tremble. The leather boot on her left foot occasionally scraped against the ropes, emitting a grating "creak," which, accompanied by Qin's muffled "mmmm" of struggle and moans, created a peculiar, evocative sound. With her left foot suspended, Qin's "bound posture" was exceptionally humiliating yet alluring. Beneath the white, form-fitting riding pants, her rounded, shapely buttocks resembled ripe peaches. Unlike previous bindings, a tight crotch rope was absent this time. This was not due to any sudden mercy from her captors, but because they had devised a more tormenting method for the young knight captain. Three pink "small boxes" were secured to her waist with strips of cloth. Each box contained a small electrical crystal, and a thin wire extended from each, leading to an oval-shaped pink "egg." Encased in a rubbery exterior, these "eggs" vibrated at a high frequency. These pulsating eggs were directly affixed to her inner thighs, through her white riding pants, with strong adhesive tape. Even though these small toys were not in their intended location, the constant buzzing from their high-frequency vibrations, with three operating simultaneously, subjected Qin's most sensitive areas as a maiden to repeated stimulation. This added a note of shy lewdness to her beautiful "mmmm" sounds. Qin's slender right leg was her sole point of support. Unlike her left foot, the luxurious boot on her right foot had been removed, as had the thin, mid-calf white stocking. Her fair, delicate foot was forced onto tiptoe by the suspension of her body, much like a ballet dancer desperately maintaining balance. Her five crystal-clear, rounded toes were slightly reddened from standing on tiptoe. More cruelly, several thin leather straps firmly secured Qin's toes, rendering them completely immobile. Her naturally pale pink toenails had been painted a greenish-blue, which, surprisingly, complemented her demeanor – beautiful but not gaudy, elegant but not seductive. Her perfect feet were further adorned, though she vehemently resisted this. Standing on tiptoe also had another consequence: Qin's soft soles were exposed to the air. This arrangement had been meticulously planned from the start. A vibrating, bio-mimetic "tentacle," covered in soft rubber and adorned with feathers, gently and rhythmically caressed Qin's soles. Qin instinctively tried to evade this torment, but with her toes fixed, she could only helplessly sway and struggle...

"Wuwu! Wuwu wuwu!..." The Dandelion Knight, bound and tormented, squeezed her beautiful azure eyes shut, wishing it were all a nightmare. But it had been days since she was brought to this secret Fatui stronghold. Apart from brief periods of rest with leather restraints and a gag, the young Knight Grand Master was at the mercy of two female Fatui agents, subjected to tortures that were not painful but excruciatingly agonizing. While Jean was being "played with," the four women close to her were "invited" to watch. Amber, Eula, Lisa, and Barbara, all beauties of Mondstadt, were now arranged in a row, tightly bound like mummies with brown ropes. Their legs were crossed, forcing them into a kneeling position on the cold floor. Their high heels, ankle boots, and knee-high boots had long been removed, their stocking-clad heels pressing against their rounded buttocks. Among the four, Eula, a warrior skilled with a greatsword, was bound with exceptional tightness. As the tallest among them, she was also subjected to an additional, intricately knotted rope. The ice-blue feather, a symbol of her noble lineage, had been removed from her left shoulder, and the leather collar around her neck signified her current status as a rope slave. Lisa, a mage, was also bound tightly, but her situation was slightly better than Eula's. However, as a mage who primarily chanted, her mouth received more "attention." The white stockings Jean had worn for days, stolen from Jean's office by the Traveler, were now balled up and stuffed into Lisa's mouth. Her rosy lips were stained white by the saliva-soaked fabric, and the slightly sour and salty taste made Lisa feel nauseous. But the mid-calf white stocking Jean had just removed from her right foot was now wrapped tightly around Lisa's mouth and nose like a bandage. Amber, also bound and kneeling beside them, suffered a similar fate. The Deadeye Aim's over-the-knee white boots were removed and neatly placed aside. Her strong, slender, fair legs were adorned with a pair of long red stockings. One now covered Amber's mouth, while the other was stuffed into her nose and mouth. As an archer who often traversed mountains and forests, her leather boots protected her feet and legs well, but the prolonged confinement had made her red stockings quite pungent. Although Amber was usually a clean girl and sometimes sprayed a light perfume in her boots, the odor was still noticeable. Now, the flying champion of Mondstadt whimpered in pain as she "enjoyed" her own scent. The three women above, in addition to the physical pain of their restraints, watched as their beloved Acting Grand Master, Jean, endured repeated torment. Anger filled their eyes, but it could only manifest as tears of pain and regret. The collars around their necks were connected to thin metal chains, forcing them to face the bound Jean. Barbara, Jean's younger sister, had her eyes covered with a black silk cloth. As a healing cleric, Barbara's combat abilities were not outstanding. However, due to her blood relation to Jean, her bindings were no less intricate than Eula's. Her usually modest and elegant cleric dress was lifted, revealing her white-stocking-clad tender buttocks, which held a peculiar allure. The brown hemp ropes appeared particularly menacing against the white fabric. Mondstadt's beloved idol was now bound and kneeling like a trapped kitten, tears already soaking the silk cloth covering her eyes. In the lonely darkness, besides the pain of her own restraints, she could hear the struggles of her companions and her sister's pained moans. The unknown amplified her fear, and Barbara was experiencing just that. Unable to see, her inherently kind heart was now filled with fear and worry, magnified tenfold...

Jean awoke again from her involuntary slumber. The Dandelion Knight, blessed with a proud figure, was sore all over, still feeling the familiar sensation of being bound. Her resistance to the ropes had shifted from fierce struggle to helpless resignation, a fact that brought a pang of sorrow to Jean's heart. Setting aside her heavy titles as the eldest daughter of the Gunnhildr family and acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius, Jean was, in essence, a refined and beautiful young woman. She enjoyed reading romance novels, cherished the blue roses on the summer dress she rarely wore, and loved strolling on the beach in her blue lace-up high-heeled sandals, with the sunset's afterglow beside her and the bonfires lit by her friends. They would share food, admire the scenery, and laugh out loud without a care for rules… But all of this had always been far from Jean. Ever since her last exhaustion, a series of kidnappings, tortures, escapes, and subsequent recaptures… the despairing experiences had made her realize that those moments of laughter were even further away. Her arms were bound behind her back. Though the knots had varied, Jean had only ever felt the pain of lost freedom. The ropes across her chest further secured her arms while intentionally accentuating her pair of exquisite breasts. "Mmmph…" The right to speak had been brutally stripped away by various gags over the past days, yet this was the only way Jean could signal now, and it often proved counterproductive. "Yo, the Acting Grand Master is awake," hearing Jean's moans, Donny and Lina, who were sitting by the fire in the cave, bored, came over. They had tried their best to eavesdrop on the conversation between Scaramouche and Childe at the cave entrance but couldn't catch a single word. Earlier, Childe had moved a large amount of clean water in a stone basin, and since they had brought some tools with them, they had given the unconscious Jean a simple wash and tidy-up. Jean's natural beauty didn't require heavy makeup, but the prolonged torture had taken a toll on her complexion. Fortunately, Donny had brought a lipstick. The cherry-pink gloss restored the rosy hue to Jean's small lips, and after blending, a light pat on Jean's fair cheeks made her pale complexion turn from white to a healthy blush. Her golden hair, damp with sweat and disheveled from struggling, was untangled, washed, and slowly dried with hot stones by the two women. Then, it was tied back into its usual ponytail with the black butterfly ribbon. Her knight uniform was also tidied up considerably by the two women; a little water was used to smooth out the more excessive wrinkles. Jean's feet were fitted with white mid-calf stockings, washed and dried, clinging to her delicate feet like a second skin. Her ornate knight boots protected Jean's dainty feet as if new, only the peculiar collar around her swan-like neck hinted at Jean's current predicament. At this moment, Jean was bound in a surprisingly simple manner. Her hands were, unusually, in front of her, secured by several ropes only at the wrists. Her slender, beautiful legs were also loosely tied at the knees and ankles with basic rope knots over her long boots. Her mouth was stuffed with a pair of white stockings she had previously worn, and a matching cloth strip was tightened across her lips to prevent her from spitting them out. However, upon seeing Jean awake, the two women quickly pinned down her arms and legs. Even though they knew Jean, even without ropes, might not be a match for either of them individually, the two women relished watching Jean struggle. "Acting Grand Master, your bra is still a bit wrinkled…" Donny reached out, her hands shamelessly kneading the snow-white mounds of her breasts. "Miss, can these stocking-like trousers really offer any protection~" Lina, on the other hand, used her fingers to tease the inner thigh and… through Jean's white knight trousers. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" Jean let out a helpless cry. She tried to bend her waist and rise, to bend her legs to resist, but the two women pressed her firmly against the stone slab. Her long boots were tied together, and as Jean's delicate body writhed, a "creak, creak" sound of friction was heard. "Mmmph! Mmmph!!" "Alright, you two, I need you to dress her up again," Childe interrupted their playful moment. "Tie her up as tightly as possible. I need to take her on a trip." Childe then pointed to a large wicker basket leaning against the cave wall. They had found it after clearing out this hideout, likely a spoil of war from the Hilichurls who had robbed a traveling merchant selling Sunset Fruits. "Mmmph! Mmmph!" Jean naturally understood Childe's meaning, but despite her utter reluctance, nothing was in her control anymore. Donny and Lina untied Jean's hands from the front and quickly twisted her arms behind her back. Jean's current strength was no more than that of an ordinary woman; how could her resistance possibly match that of the two women? Thick, dark brown hemp ropes, about the thickness of a little finger, began to wrap around Jean's arms and delicate body, the ropes making a "swish, swish" sound as they rubbed against her clothes. With the two women's coordination, Jean's arms were soon restrained behind her back in a "W" shape. As usual, the ropes accentuated Jean's fair, smooth breasts, her uniform revealing a hint of the "northern hemisphere." This time, however, the binding was slightly different. The main knot of the ropes on Jean's upper body was embedded in the cleavage between her breasts. The knot, already uncomfortable against her chest, was now sandwiched between her breasts, causing Jean extreme discomfort. The knot was placed in front, but her arms were tightly bound behind her back, visible but unreachable. "Mmmph! Mmmph!!!" Amidst Jean's pained cries, the two women tightened the ropes on her upper body with all their might. They then coated Jean's small hands with a layer of Slime gel before shifting their focus to Jean's beautiful legs. If one were to bind someone and pack them into a container for transport, the folding and binding of the legs would be unavoidable, especially for a tall woman like Jean with her long, shapely legs. Donny held down Jean's shoulders while Lina supported Jean's thighs. The rope knot at Jean's knees, though simple, was sufficiently secure. A short rope directly connected the rope at Jean's knees to the knot at her chest, causing her knees to press directly against her pair of exquisite breasts, squeezing them slightly out of shape. Through the boot shaft, the rope at her ankles extended downwards, looping around the elegant arch of her foot encased in the long boot to form a tight rope loop that caused the leather boot surface to wrinkle. The golden stiletto heels were also tied together with thin rope. Whether it was a concern that the thin heels could be used to escape or simply pure malice, Jean was currently unable to remove these glorious combat boots, nor could she grant her feet any freedom. The rope loop at Jean's arch was connected by rope to the rope at her wrists, which were bound behind her back. The tightened rope forced Jean to straighten her instep to alleviate the pain in her wrists. The leather combat boots were clearly not designed for ballet, thus creating numerous wrinkles at the heel. A rope with many knots was then pulled down from Jean's knees, which were pressed against her chest, passing between Jean's legs, and secured to the wrist restraints, forming a tightly bound rope that created a "force balance." The white knight trousers Jean was wearing were already very form-fitting, and this tight rope, which would constantly rub as she struggled, now accentuated her perky buttocks like a ripe peach! "Mmmph!!" Jean groaned in pain, but the ropes in Donny and Lina's hands relentlessly wove around Jean's waist, thighs, and calves. Jean's alluring delicate body was now folded to its limit. Her thighs were pressed tightly against her lower abdomen by the ropes, and her calves, reinforced by as many as seven rope loops, were almost fused with her thighs as if they were one. Her knees pressed against her breasts, and her feet, encased in long boots, were forced to remain straight… Even though Jean came from Mondstadt's oldest noble family and had received guidance from a posture and dance instructor since childhood, possessing excellent physical flexibility, she could not endure such binding without showing signs of pain… "At least… at least Barbara and Lisa are safe… I… I must hold on too…" Jean desperately tried to comfort herself internally. "Mmmph! Mmmph! Mmmph!!" The tightness of the ropes inevitably caused her body to writhe, and the rope between her legs constantly stimulated her sensitive areas. Jean was leaning against the stone wall. Although her perky buttocks were on the stone slab, with such binding, it was less like sitting and more like "standing." Childe was very pleased with Jean's binding. The once gentle and powerful Dandelion Knight was now merely a "meat dumpling" constantly emitting cries and moans. "Her voice is still a bit loud. Do you have a way to deal with that?" Scaramouche, seemingly unimpressed by the scene, pointed out the problem rationally. "She can't remain unconscious the entire way, not to mention…" He glanced again at the Anemo Vision that Jean had been wearing.

Seeing Yanfei and Shenhe instantly at a disadvantage, Ganyu wanted to rush to their aid but was intercepted by Keqing. The swift, lightning-infused sword slashes forced her to dodge, and at times, she had to use her bow to parry Keqing's attacks. Ganyu's heart began to race with anxiety. She saw the visitor from Inazuma, Kuki Shinobu, locked in combat with Yanfei. While Kuki Shinobu had always shown Yanfei great respect, she showed no mercy in battle. Yanfei was immediately put on the defensive and was now being pushed back step by step. A small Electro shuriken struck Yanfei's left arm. Though it didn't draw blood, it sent a piercing pain through her. Kuki Shinobu skillfully grabbed Yanfei's now-numb arm and twisted it behind her back. "Apologies, Senpai Yanfei!" Kuki Shinobu drew a rope from her pouch and began to bind Yanfei. On the other side, Shenhe, her upper body already bound, was at a severe disadvantage. Although Yun Jin likely had the least combat experience among them, her lifelong training in spear techniques was not just for performance. Combined with Geo energy, she easily flipped Shenhe, who could only use her legs to kick, to the ground. "Ugh!" Shenhe cried out as she fell. She tried to stand, but the rocks on the ground locked her ankles. Unable to channel her elemental power, Shenhe was completely immobilized. Seeing Yanfei and Shenhe defeated and about to be bound, Ganyu finally took out the illusory red rope given to her by Cloud Retainer. "Drifting like glaze..." Ganyu murmured softly. At this moment, the power of her Qilin bloodline surged along with her Cryo energy. A silver-white ice orb, like a bright moon, appeared in the air. Mysterious patterns began to form on the orb, and a dense Cryo energy swept out. Countless ice shards rained down from the sky, forcing Keqing, Kuki Shinobu, and Yun Jin to retreat. Ganyu seized this opportunity and flung the illusory red rope towards Shenhe. The red rope landed successfully on Shenhe, hovering before her navel, concealed by black gauze. With a hum, the Golden Pearl Crimson Spirit Rope, which had tightly bound Shenhe, transformed into a golden-red liquid suspended in the air. The crystal sphere gagging Shenhe also shrank, and the straps on its sides stretched. In an instant, the repulsive gag ball became an exquisite necklace, adorning Shenhe's slender, fair neck. The long-dimmed Cryo Vision on her hair tie now glowed with an icy blue light. Shenhe, with the help of the illusory red rope, had temporarily broken the seal on her power. A biting chill and fierce malevolence spread around her. Her already aloof and cold beautiful eyes were now filled with icy intent. A cracking sound echoed as the "shackles" of Geo energy binding Shenhe's feet shattered. An invisible force lifted Shenhe, who had fallen to the ground, and her pure white soles lightly touched the ground, now covered in a layer of frost. Her exposed, delicate toes appeared even more sacred under the mist of cold. Shenhe placed her left hand over her chest, forming a sword gesture with her index and middle fingers. Her right hand grasped the void, and her spear, named "Calamity," materialized. Its icy blue tip was incredibly sharp, and the spear shaft was wreathed in malevolence and cold. "Qi Refinement into Spirit!" Shenhe whispered in a clear, cold voice. Several talismans condensed from Cryo energy materialized around her, and a circular ice domain formed beneath her feet. Her tall, voluptuous figure now moved with the grace of a fish in still water. The next moment, the clang of metal against metal sounded as Shenhe's spear swept towards Yun Jin. Yun Jin raised her own spear, barely parrying the blow. Her arms immediately felt numb, and a chill seeped into them along the spear. Kuki Shinobu, who was in the distance, had simply bound Yanfei's arms behind her and was preparing to tie her legs. She naturally saw the sudden turn of events with Shenhe. Seeing Yun Jin falter after blocking just one strike, Kuki Shinobu abandoned binding Yanfei and charged directly at Shenhe, who was semi-levitating with one foot on the ground, holding her sword. Yanfei rolled with the momentum. Although her hands were bound behind her, perhaps Kuki Shinobu had gone easy on her respected senpai. Yanfei's Pyro Vision was not sealed. Pyro energy emanated, burning through the ropes binding her wrists behind her back. Yanfei stood up, intending to aid Shenhe, but saw that Shenhe was handling two opponents without pressure, even showing signs of gaining the upper hand. Meanwhile, the battle between Keqing and Ganyu was a stalemate. Giant ice cones continued to fall from the sky, and Keqing's body flickered like lightning, dodging while also looking for opportunities to strike, forcing Ganyu to constantly evade. She could only fire her bow in quick succession, unable to fully charge her arrows with elemental energy. Yanfei didn't hesitate. Several fireballs shot out at tricky angles, avoiding the falling ice shards and further restricting Keqing's evasion space. Faced with the sudden fireballs and the incessant ice shards, Keqing knew it would be difficult to evade everything. The experienced Yuheng Star decided to unleash her full power and meet the onslaught head-on. "My sword, like lightning, cleaves all impurities!" Keqing cried out, her eyes blazing with purple light. Her entire being transformed into several bolts of lightning-infused sword energy. With a series of explosive sounds, the surrounding ice shards and fireballs were shattered. Keqing withstood the assault, but the aftershocks of the elemental collision left her somewhat disheveled. Water droplets from the clash of ice and fire had soaked most of her dress, the flowing skirt now clinging to her thighs. A few dewdrops dotted her full, jade-like bosom, rising and falling with her breaths, refracting a captivating glow under the ambient mineral luminescence. Her long, slender legs, encased in thin black stockings, were grazed by shattered ice crystals. Though Keqing sustained no wounds, the ice shards tore several holes of varying sizes in the luxurious stockings, embroidered with golden swallow patterns, revealing her fair, tender skin. The overload reaction from the clash of Electro and Pyro caused some of the stocking's fibers to break, resulting in snags in places. On the other side, Kuki Shinobu and Yun Jin were in a worse predicament. Although they were two against one, Shenhe's current power far surpassed what the Inazuman ninja and the renowned Liyue opera singer could handle. Shenhe lightly tapped the ground with her jade foot and leaped high. The next moment, she landed on the pale purple crystalline shield jointly maintained by Yun Jin and Kuki Shinobu. Instantly, countless fine cracks spread from beneath Shenhe's white heel. As the spherical crystalline shield shattered, Shenhe executed an elegant backflip and lightly touched the ground again, hovering before them. Her eyes remained indifferent. Despite their previous encounter and Yun Jin's opera "The Farewell of the Gods" being based on her, Shenhe harbored no distractions in battle. With the shield broken, the powerful impact sent Yun Jin stumbling backward. She propped herself up with her spear, a pained expression on her face. Kuki Shinobu's expression was grave. She had decided to find an opportunity to escape later. If they continued to fight, both of them would likely be injured and captured. Then, with Ganyu and the other two joining forces against Keqing, she would likely be unable to escape. This conflict between Adepti and the Seven would then end with the Seven's defeat. As an Inazuman, the future of Liyue, whether ruled by Adepti or the Seven, held no significance for Kuki Shinobu. However, her boss would likely be imprisoned in Liyue for a hundred years. As Kuki Shinobu's thoughts raced, Shenhe charged again. "Hurry and go!" Kuki Shinobu shouted to Yun Jin, who had just managed to get back on her feet. Kuki Shinobu instantly condensed a circle of shurikens around herself with Electro energy and fired them at Shenhe, charging forward with her sword. With a boom, Kuki Shinobu was sent flying backward, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth beneath her mask. Her face was deathly pale. She felt that even if she tried to escape now, she would be caught and bound within two steps. However, the situation seemed to take a turn. A lightning-infused shuriken fired by Kuki Shinobu actually struck the illusory rope in front of Shenhe's navel! The red rope, which had been disappearing at an extremely slow rate, now began to melt like ice on hot coals! As the red rope rapidly dissolved, a hint of frenzied killing intent flickered in Shenhe's previously indifferent, icy eyes. Her beautiful, delicate face turned pale, and her stable Cryo energy became as wild as uncontrolled lightning. A monstrous aura permeated the air, and the immense pressure made it difficult for everyone present to breathe. In an instant, the illusory red rope, struck by Electro energy, completely dissolved. However, everyone suddenly felt the pressure on them lighten. A drop of pale golden blood appeared from the completely dissolved illusory red rope, instantly exploding. Shenhe's near-out-of-control Cryo energy and monstrous aura were suppressed. The Golden Pearl Crimson Spirit Rope, which had been hovering as a golden-red liquid, seemed to awaken and adhered to the black gauze at Shenhe's waist. Then, this treasured Adepti artifact, like a blooming [X], rapidly drew out red ropes from the liquid. Disregarding Shenhe's instinctive struggles, it bound her arms tightly behind her back. The tight ropes wrapped around Shenhe's arms in a "W" shape, forcing her hands together behind her back. Her simple white short jacket was creased by the ropes, and the black tight-fitting inner garment further accentuated the ferocity of the red ropes. As the binding was completed, golden beads emerged from the ropes, precisely pressing on Shenhe's upper body acupoints. "Ah... Woo!" Shenhe cried out in pain from the swift and brutal, tight binding. At this moment, the icy blue crystal gag ball, which had transformed into a necklace, expanded and directly blocked Shenhe's mouth. The straps on its sides wrapped around again, securing it and preventing Shenhe from spitting it out. "Woo!" Although Shenhe was in pain, after being bound again, her senses returned to clarity. A strong sense of powerlessness washed over her. If not for years of ascetic cultivation in the mountains that had tempered Shenhe's will, she would have fainted on the spot.