In Douluo Continent, my summoning of Naxi Da was exposed by the heavens.

Lorne then changed the subject: "But something seems off about that old wolf. You should go check on it quickly."

The scene shifts to Wang Lang's trial grounds, where Lei Ze is also present, guarding Wang Lang, who appears weak.

"Wang Lang, clearly, you're not injured... so why are you weak? Is it because I'm not strong enough?"

"It's not your fault. Your iron claws have indeed blocked all the attacks, but they didn't just attack the mortal world."

They followed the trail from the far north, crossing the ley lines, attempting to invade the territory I protect, but I will not let them succeed so easily.

"Does the 'trace in the north' refer to Nordkalley?"

The travelers happened to arrive at this time.

"We meet again, Lupica among humans."

"You mean these Wild Hunt creatures came from Nordcala? How could that be..."

"As you know, I am not whole here, but merely the remnant soul of the former demon god Andrius."

And the source of the turmoil, I can sense, is me, remaining in the North, remaining in the place where it all began, in Nordkalley.

"Huh? I still don't understand. How come you're in both Mondstadt and Nordkalley?"

"Do you demons all like to divide yourselves into several parts?"

Even the travelers couldn't help but complain, which silenced Wang Lang.

Just then, Wendy arrived.

"To house part of one's soul in an object is not difficult for many demons, but those who can perform such delicate operations on the soul are few and far between among the demons."

And Andrius, the lord of the wolves, was skilled in this art; otherwise, even a remnant of his soul would not have survived to this day.

"Hmm? A bard?"

"You street performer! What brings you here?"

"Heh heh, maybe it's the wind god's guidance. Since this place needs to tell the story of the past, and the wolf involved doesn't seem very willing to tell it himself..."

"Then let me, a bard, speak for you, Lord Boreas. You surely don't mind?"

"Hmph, do as you please!"

On the Douluo Continent side, many people found this scene quite interesting.

"Hehe, that wolf king seems quite unhappy that the wind god Barbatos is putting on airs in front of him."

"Rongrong, can you imagine how it would feel if a rich young master dressed up as a homeless person and cried poverty in front of you?"

"Hmm... that feeling is indeed hard to describe, that's pretty much what Wang Lang feels like."

"Wang Lang is the kind of demon god who doesn't really want to interact with humans. He probably really can't understand why the wind god Barbatos disguises himself as an ordinary human and blends into human society."

Laira also said that, in fact, many demons don't really like to mingle with humans.

Demons love people, but they all have different ways of loving.

Back on the celestial screen, Wendy begins to tell a fantastical legend.

"A wolf wandering the tundra accidentally stumbled into the hall of the immortals. He was captivated by the gentle, star-like singing and, filled with curiosity and longing for humans, he bid farewell to his homeland and set off for the southern city-state."

"The tower collapsed, the fierce winds subsided, and the wolf king, who once hunted with the storms, now questioned himself: Was the protection left by the wolf lord for humanity no different from that of the lonely king atop the tower?"

"The wolf entrusted the clan it once protected to a new god and silently returned to the bitterly cold north, to the palace where its former master had long since departed, and there the wolf closed its eyes in sleep."

"Five hundred winters, and then five hundred springs as harsh as winter. Until a knight, like a wolf that once broke into the halls of the fairies, disturbed the slumber of the king wolf."

"The knight invited the wolf to join him on the journey home, to witness the land whose memory had become blurred. The gentle wolf, unwilling to refuse the knight's earnest request, cut off half of its soul to accompany him."

"Witnessing the melting snow and ice, laughter and songs swept through the once somber city like the wind, the aging King Wolf sighed to his old acquaintance, the Wind God..."

"So this is the kind of world that people actually desire."

"The knight's journey is not yet over, but the wolf has chosen to bid farewell to his companion here."

"He has already written the ending of the story, pouring the gifted knowledge into the earth and giving everything he has to the world."

Wendy's account can be described as recounting Andrius's entire past.

On the moon, Falga said, "Even I only knew the latter part; it turns out that the Wolf King and the Fairy Spirit had a connection."

"Hey, didn't I tell you? Maybe you forgot."

"Ms. Nicole didn't mention it either, so it's probably just a trivial story. Of course, saying that might hurt Lord Andrius's feelings."

"It's alright, he's not here anyway, and I'm just spreading poetry and legends. If you really want to study history, you'll have to go to the old man."

Wendy winked at Zhong Li.

"Although I have witnessed many historical events, I have spent most of my time in the Liyue region and know very little about other areas."

"Is that really true? I seem to remember that someone's activity area has never been limited to Liyue?"

Zhong Li simply ignored Wendy's ADHD and continued looking at the sky.

On the celestial screen, Wendy continued, "That's the bard's version, Lord Boreas. Is there anything else you wish to correct?"

You don't need to ask that question.

"So that's how it is. You returned to Mondstadt with that knight in 1000, and then sacrificed yourself for the sake of the reborn Mondstadt..."

"No need for further reflection, that is my answer, my choice."

It is I, Andrius, who remained in Nordcala a thousand years ago, who should be feeling sentimental. I suppose his heart is still unsettled.

That's why despicable foreign entities were able to take advantage of the situation and become the root cause of all this turmoil.

Lorne then frowned and said, "But we also investigated the North Wind's trail in Nordkale, and we didn't find anything unstable at the time."

"Andrius should have been resting on the shore of that lake, but perhaps the recent series of upheavals in Nordcale has stirred up some kind of aftershocks."

Moreover, we smelled another familiar scent from beyond the ley lines—the scent of blood.

"The Bloodstained Knight, Roland!?"

"That strongest North Wind Knight, who went from pure white to bloodstained?! Wasn't he from 500 years ago? Could he not be a mortal?"

Paimon was filled with questions.

"At least in my memory, his lifespan should have been no different from that of an ordinary person."

But before he severed his connection with the North Wind, his last destination was the ancient kingdom you call Kanria.

After that, I had no way of knowing whether he lived or died.

"Kanria 500 years ago!"

"For more details, you'll probably need to make a trip to Nordkare yourself to find out."