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Chapter 201: The Green Poet

Qin and Kaia went to find Diluc in private, but they did not bring Ying and Zhong Mo with them. After all, this was a private matter belonging to the Knights, and there was no need for "outsiders" like them to get involved.

"Suddenly there is nothing more personal for the two of us."

Zhong Mo looked at Ying, who was walking out of the knights side by side with him.

"There are three of them! Humph!" Paimeng stomped his feet in the air angrily.

"Okay, three of you, what are your plans next?"

"I plan to walk around the city with Paimon to get familiar with the surrounding environment. It seems that we haven't had a good stroll around Mondstadt since we arrived."

"Yes, Paimon eats wild fruits in the wild every day, and he has longed for a delicious meal!"

Paimon danced and gestured in the air, seeming to be imagining how he would feast.

"Do you mind taking me with you? Anyway, I don't have anywhere to go lately."

"No problem, it will be more lively with one more person anyway. But then it's Paimon's job."

"Huh?" Paimon said in surprise when he heard Ying's words.

"Yes, didn't Paimon say that he is the best guide in Teyvat? Now it's your turn as a guide to show off your power, right?"

"It seems like this. Well, listen to me."

“Mondstadt’s three most famous attractions are the church, the Aeolian statue and the tavern.

I heard that church prayers can bring good luck to people.

The square under the Statue of the Wind God often gathers bards from all over the world to communicate with each other and sing poems.

Mond's characteristic operas can be seen in taverns, and these places are the most popular places for foreign tourists."

After listening to Paimon's introduction, Ying and Zhong Mo both nodded, and Ying said: "Not bad, Teacher Paimon, you are indeed the best guide in Teyvat."

"Humph, of course!"

Zhong Mo raised his head and looked into the distance. What caught his eye was the huge statue that was still clearly visible even among various tall buildings.

"That's the statue of the God of Wind, right? It's really spectacular. Then let's go and see it?"

Ying and Paimon agreed to Zhong Mo's proposal, and the group walked along the road in the city in the direction of the Statue of the Wind God.

Before a few people arrived at the square, they had already heard the singing of the bards in the square. The voice seemed to have magic power, and people were unconsciously immersed in it.

[The story I want to tell begins in ancient times

At that time the gods still roamed the earth

The sky dragon descends from the sky

Full of curiosity about everything in the world

Dragon seeks his own answers

But I can’t understand the chaos of the world

The wind singer plays the strings

The piano of the sky answers it one by one

Dragons are just curious children

It’s just a forgetful flight until now

It listens to poetry and wants to learn to sing

In order to let all things understand its heart

Geji and Long both turned into legends

Dark times are coming

At this time, the lion's teeth are decayed and the eagle's flag cannot fly.

Another dragon approaches Mondstadt

Suffering is the shadow that hangs over the cathedral

Lament is reconstructed by the poet into poetry

The dragon in the sky obeyed the call and clamped down

Fight to the death with the evil dragon in the storm

The dragon in the sky swallowed the poisonous blood of the evil dragon and fell into a deep sleep

After many years, no one recognized it and it revived

"Why do people today reject me?"

The Sky Piano did not speak

Burning anger and sorrow, life and poisonous blood together

Turned into tears and fell from the corners of the dragon's eyes

Poetry is silent, and corruption takes effect easily

The Piano in the Sky has no way to speak]

After quietly listening to the story in the poem, Ying came back to his senses and saw the bard's face clearly.

The young man wore a cuckold, with small green pigtails on his temples. At this time, his eyes were cast towards a few people, and happened to meet the slightly surprised Ying's eyes. The young man smiled slightly and nodded towards Ying.

Paimon said in surprise: "It's the weirdo who talked to Tvarin!"

"The weirdo talking to Tevalin?" Zhong Mo asked strangely, and then Ying and Paimon explained their first encounter with the boy.

"I see. Since he can communicate with Tevarin, maybe he will have information on why Tevarin attacked Mondstadt. Let's ask him."

When the young man on the other side saw several people coming over, he took off his hat and bowed down to salute, and said to the audience around him: "Thank you, everyone, but the minstrel's performance is over here."

Then he stretched out his hat, and the surrounding audience praised him and threw Mora into his hat.

"At the end of the performance, let me perform a little magic trick for everyone."

The young man put the hat filled with molas on his head. Miraculously, the molas seemed to disappear without even a single one falling down. The hat was firmly placed on the boy's head.

The young man left his audience, and no matter how enthusiastic they tried to persuade them to stay, he had no regrets.

The young man came over, said something as he passed the three people, and then walked forward.

"He asked us to follow him. Do you want to go? Zhong Mo, Ying?"

"Let's go, it's hard to find the clues, isn't it? Don't worry, you won't encounter any trouble with me here!"

The three of them followed the young man to a secluded place, and then the young man turned back to look at them.

"Hello, stranger, and this traveler and her companion. Let me introduce myself. My name is Wendy, and I am the best bard in the world."

"Hey, why are you staring at me like this? Am I suspicious?"

"Of course it's suspicious! How can there be a bard who talks to the dragon?"

Yingye nodded and agreed with Paimon: "Indeed."

"Well, from an ordinary person's point of view, it is indeed a bit suspicious...but if it's the two of you..."

Wendy recalled the memory of the traveler that resonated with the heart of God in her body, and felt the same aura in Zhong Mo's body as the old man's.

"Actually, I am the god of wind - Barbatos."


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