Chapter 9: My 9th Day of Slacking Off in Mondstadt
Angel’s Gift is as lively as ever.
Every night, there are always Mondstadt drinkers who love wine gathering here. No matter they are adventurers, hunters, scholars or merchants, the most important thing they want to do after a tiring day of work is to have a drink. Therefore, the business of Angel's Gift and Cat's Tail Tavern is always so good.
Of course, Mond is not without other taverns, but none of them can compare to these two. One is the tavern at the Dawn Winery, which has a long history and profound heritage.
The other one is a very promising bartender who has recently arrived. No matter what kind of outrageous ingredients, as long as they pass through her hands, she can make delicious drinks, although her original intention was to make the drinks as unpalatable as possible.
"It's a pity that I can't accept cats. Otherwise, I would like to try the drinks made by little Dionna. How does it compare to dandelion wine?"
Wendy said this on the way to the Angel's Gift, although the traveler he regarded as a friend was too lazy to pay attention to him at this time.
Sora was indeed a little angry.
He was just about to take Wendy to see Barbara for treatment. Although he didn't know whether Barbara's healing skills would work on gods, his first thought was to do so. Unexpectedly, Wendy actually got up by herself.
And she didn't look injured at all. Kong's mind worked very quickly. He was just worried before, but he immediately realized that Wendy was acting and almost broke down.
"Are you okay?"
"Well... he was indeed suppressed by the power of the Ice God, but he was not seriously injured."
The Bard of the Wind blinked guiltily and defended himself.
"You are the most powerful person I have met since I came here."
The aqua-blue elf who was standing nearby at the time interrupted appropriately and poured a bucket of oil on the angry traveler, making his anger burn even more fiercely.
"Although that woman did suppress you with a force, you did not completely lose the ability to resist."
Wendy touched his hat awkwardly. He thought his acting was very good, but he didn't expect that this person saw everything.
"Hmph, never mind, it has nothing to do with me anyway."
The elf said so, his face still showing a cold and unapproachable expression.
"I'll repay you part of the favor I owe you. If you need help in the future, you can still ask me for help. The wind will help you find me, right?"
The God of Wind controls the wind in the entire continent of Teyvat. Except for the windless land, there is no place in the world that the wind cannot reach, and there is no information that Barbatos cannot obtain. The only difference is whether he wants to or not.
Kong looked over in surprise. This seemingly powerful man actually owed Wendy a favor. He had almost always been acting with Wendy since Wendy woke up. When did that guy secretly make someone owe him a favor?
I didn't expect that I was more surprised than him.
"Hey? When did you owe me a favor?"
He has no recollection of it. Does old age really make one's memory worse? But the old man next door is four thousand years older than him, and he doesn't forget it either? He still holds a grudge against an old incident.
The other party had no intention of explaining and turned into a stream of water and dissipated.
Kong was somewhat envious of his strength. Was the water element so useful? It was a pity that he could only use the power of wind now.
As if seeing through his thoughts, Wendy wrinkled her nose in dissatisfaction.
"You're not thinking that water is much more useful than wind, are you? Tell me you're not, are you? Sora."
Now it was the blond traveler's turn to look away guiltily.
"Hey, I'll be angry if you have such thoughts in front of Lord Barbatos, the God of Wind."
"Unless - you buy me a glass of dandelion or apple cider, I'll forgive you, hey."
After a trip to the Wind Dragon Ruins, he felt a little greedy, so he took advantage of this good opportunity to go to the Angel's Gift for a drink.
The alcoholic Wind God himself thought that the reason why the people of Mond loved drinking was actually because of the God himself who loved drinking too much.
Kong really wanted to tell Diona that if they wanted to defeat Mondstadt, targeting Master Diluk would not work. The best way was to defeat the God of Wind himself.
"Good evening, both of you, and welcome to the Angel's Gift."
The tremors in the Wind Dragon Ruins far away did not have much impact on Mondstadt. In fact, before Kong and his companions returned, no unexpected accidents happened in Mondstadt. This had to be attributed to the contributions of the cavalry captain and a certain dark night hero.
After all, sometimes, there is still a certain tacit understanding between the two of them.
Bartender Charles was standing behind the bar as usual, welcoming every customer who came, but Diluk was not there.
Maybe he went to clean up the "garbage", after all, he is a righteous man - Paimon language.
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The blond boy rubbed his forehead helplessly. If Paimon was beaten up one day, he would not feel the slightest bit surprised.
"By the way, Wendy, do you really not know the man who showed up today? Why did he say he owed you a favor?"
Paimon asked curiously, that Ice Face guy looked fierce but was unexpectedly strong. Even the Fatui were beaten away by him. How could such a person actually owe favors to others?
Although he owed a favor to the God of Wind, Paimon always felt that this matter had little to do with Wendy.
The problem is that Barbatos doesn't seem that reliable.
"Well, I think I have some idea."
Wendy held the cider that Kong had just ordered for him and drank it heartily, one sip after another. It was rare for the traveler to treat him so generously, and he would not miss this opportunity.
"He does have the power of wind. That should be the power left on the statue of the wind god. Even though I look weak now, I am still a god after all. Is it strange that the power left on the statue helped him?"
Each of the Seven Ruling Lords of the Earth has multiple statues. Those statues are not just representatives of the gods, but also have some power of protection. When you encounter danger in the wild, you can get protection by approaching the statues, because neither monsters nor hillbillies will actively approach the statues.
"Oh, so that's how it is. Then next time we go out and encounter danger, can we hide under the statue?"
Paimon seemed to have gotten some inspiration. She and travelers often slept outdoors, and danger was inevitable. If they could get closer to the statue, the trouble would be solved and Kong wouldn't have to work so hard.
She is such a clever guide.
"Of course you can, but don't trust the statue's protection too much."
Wendy smiled mysteriously and didn't reveal any further information.
In front of some powerful demons or enemies, the protection of the statue is useless. After all, one must be strong enough.
But he believed in Kong's potential. He had never seen a being that could use elemental power by resonating with the statue. It was likely that the Traveler would use more elemental power than just wind.
The young man who suddenly appeared was different. He was the incarnation of pure water, just like he was before, a consciousness born from pure elemental force.
It seems that Mond has a new interesting guest, and the continent of Teyvat is about to become lively.
The bard had a smile on his face, looking forward to his future life of watching plays.
The wind will bring any message he wants.