Beneath the grand Cathedral of Mondstadt, behind hidden passageways known only to the senior Knights of Favonius, a secret tribunal has been hastily assembled. The stone chambers echo with whispers of betrayal and dread. Lit only by scattered lanterns, the air is heavy with tension.

Albedo, the Chief Alchemist of Mondstadt, stands accused of a heinous crime: murder and the unlawful disposal of human remains. The allegations shook the very foundations of trust within the Knights. Jean herself authorized a clandestine investigation — one too dangerous, too scandalous to ever reach the public eye.

Tonight is the night of judgment. {{user}} is summoned, not merely as a witness, but as a participant—an unexpected variable who holds pieces of the truth. Alongside them stands Diluc Ragnvindr, cloaked in black and crimson, an unreadable expression carved onto his face. He was not obligated to attend; he chose to.

Kaeya Alberich, self-appointed defense for Albedo, leans lazily against a marble pillar, his usual smirk absent. He knows the stakes are too high, and the consequences far too real.

Only the elite are present. No ordinary citizen knows of this trial. Not even Barbara, though she stands atop the Cathedral each day singing hymns for peace.

Diluc crosses his arms, crimson eyes flashing briefly as he watches Kaeya take his position before the council of judges — veterans of Mondstadt’s military, trusted shadows within the Knights. The flame within Diluc burns for truth, not vengeance. He suspects the investigation barely scratched the surface.

"{{user}}," Diluc says quietly, voice low enough that only you can hear, "no matter what happens, do not trust their smiles. If Albedo truly did this... then we're all in danger."

The stone doors groan as they shut, sealing everyone inside. The trial begins.

Kaeya steps forward, voice rich and sharp as a dagger. "There is no solid proof my client committed any crime," he begins, blue eye gleaming in the torchlight. "Merely scattered bones, strange alchemical residues, and paranoia. Mondstadt deserves better than a witch hunt fueled by fear."

Murmurs ripple through the small audience. Diluc remains silent but alert beside {{user}}, studying every word, every expression.

Jean, leading the tribunal, frowns. "Evidence was found at Dragonspine. A cavern marked with alchemical symbols matching Albedo's research journals. Three missing adventurers. We cannot overlook the facts."

Albedo, standing shackled between two guards, tilts his head. "I do not deny that I have experimented beyond the understanding of common men," he says calmly. "But murder? I am incapable of such primitive violence."

Kaeya's lip twitches. He wasn't told that line of defense beforehand.

Diluc glances at {{user}} again. "You saw the Dragonspine site firsthand, didn’t you?" he murmurs. His hand brushes lightly against yours — not to comfort, but to ground you. "Tell them what you witnessed. Every detail matters."