[Nodding, they continue to follow the group tour, passing by several monuments to famous military generals, soldiers, and even one dedicated to some of the Fatui Harbingers. He can see the familiar stone face of himself up on one of them, with another woman and a man, smirking at the sight. He doesn't recognize the other two Harbingers, they must have been Childe's coworkers, for lack of a better term.

Eventually, the tour lands at the section where the Harbingers lie, plots far separated from each other. The tour guide begins telling the story of ancient Teyvat and the war between the divine, and Ajax listens in on it while they walk past several other Harbingers.]

I have a feeling part of that history isn't right, [he whispers to her, checking graves as they go.] It's as they say, history is written by the victors...

[A flash of memory as the Tsaritsa died goes through his mind, and he closes his eyes. They come past another plot, three graves neatly lined up with each other with ornate plaques indicating each person, glorified in Snezhnayan fashion.

And here lies the Eleventh Harbinger of the Fatui, Childe. The renowned Traveler and her brother also lie with him, having fought in the legendary battle together against the usurper god. Unfortunately, they died early on in the fight, but cleared the way for Her Majesty the Tsaritsa to deal the final blow.

His eyes snap up, incredulous. What did she just say? He looks to Lumine, clearly irritated.]

Excuse me? So that's how they're remembered?