The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

Anyway, it left everyone present speechless.

After hearing what he said, Paimon and Luminous both turned their gazes toward Kiana.

Kiana frowned. She felt that the boy in front of her was very familiar with her, but she couldn't remember when she had met him.

"What is this? The latest lame joke? It's not very funny."

She slowly complained.

"Hehe, then please forgive me. But you do indeed resemble someone I know very well..."

Wendy smiled slightly, then gently plucked the strings, producing a beautiful and melodious sound.

"So similar? What a coincidence. You..."

Kiana didn't seem to care too much, instead staring at the boy in front of her with a very calm gaze.

Okay, to be more precise, gods?

Since Fang Ying has already revealed her name, we can basically conclude that it is her.

This green-haired youth is none other than the famous Mondstadt wind god, Barbatos.

But why does he look so much like Wendy?

Although she had doubts, Kiana didn't ask them, because she felt that asking would probably make things even stranger.

After all, while the other party may appear similar, they are only similar to a certain extent.

Moreover, the other party doesn't seem like a bad guy.

So she decided to suppress her doubts for the time being and focus her attention on the piece of music in front of her.

Wendy played softly, her technique was extremely beautiful, and the sound of the piano was crisp and melodious, making people feel relaxed and happy.

Although she knows nothing about music, Kiana can still find many stirrings of the soul in it.

It must be admitted that the young man in front of her played the harp exceptionally well, and it was also very suitable for the elegant environment of Luofu Cave. This reminded Kiana of those renowned, noble, and elegant musicians.

“Great piano playing.”

"Haha, you flatter me. Well then..."

Wendy smiled slightly and then continued playing.

His hand speed is very slow; he plays a section of music, then pauses for half a minute before continuing.

It must be said that this young man's playing skills are extremely high.

At the same time, it controls the rhythm and changes the melody, allowing people to experience the beauty of sound more deeply.

"Let's pretend what happened just now never happened. How about that? Hehe."

"Eh...hey?"

Kiana tried to mimic Wendy's tone, but she couldn't quite replicate it.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at getting away with things."

"Hehe, you flatter me. Wendy the bard, it's a pleasure to play for you."

When she mentioned her stage name, Wendy slowly stopped what she was doing and a cheerful smile spread across her face, as if she were very proud.

Or perhaps, they feel pleased with themselves for cleverly getting away with it?

In short, after the interaction just now, Kiana also confirmed that the smooth-talking boy in front of her was different from Wendy.

"Hmm... Wendy the bard, right?"

"Yes."

"What brings you here today? Surely it's not just for tea?" Kiana thought for a moment, then spread her hands and asked.

The other party's response was...

Do you have any wine?

"...Huh?" Kiana was speechless for a moment.

Wow, no way?

You're not really just here to freeload, are you? How could the mighty Wind God stoop so low...

'Ugh~'

Kiana's sudden stomach growl interrupted her thoughts, forcing her to look back at the boy in front of her.

At this very moment, the Mondstadt Wind God is clutching his stomach, seemingly... hungry?

"You really are... a very high-and-mighty god."

Finally, after a moment of silence and awkwardness, Kiana said these words with a smile.

Although she felt somewhat helpless, there was nothing she could do.

The other party was indeed here to freeload a meal and tea.

"My stomach is completely empty, so could I trade my skills for some food... please?"

Wendy shrugged, then gave a very helpless look.

"this..."

Kiana pondered for a moment, then looked at Ying beside her.

Was he always like this?

"No," Ying answered crisply.

“That’s strange… but since you’ve come to my house as a guest, I can’t be negligent. Sirin.”

Upon hearing this, the little doll that was called slowly turned its head.

Following the owner's instructions, they began preparing food at noon.

"Alright, alright, let's go inside and talk. The food will be ready soon."

Kiana smiled slightly, then slowly stepped forward.

Upon hearing this, Ying and Paimon, who were behind him, also stepped forward with smiles on their faces.

"Wendy, let's go. Stop spacing out."

"Oh?"

Wendy, who was stroking her chin and deep in thought, heard Ying call her name and smiled slightly.

"Okay, I'm coming right now."

However, as he slowly stepped forward with his harp in hand, he was secretly amazed.

"It's truly remarkable that she could remain calm under such circumstances. However, I'd really like to know who she is?"

With that thought in mind, Wendy lifted her foot and followed Kiana into the house.

"Huh? Your eyes?"

As Wendy stepped into the room, her gaze suddenly fell on Kiana's eyes.

Because of those bright blue eyes, they gave people a very different feeling.

What's wrong with my eyes?

Kiana saw the surprised look in the eyes, her lips twitched, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

"Oh! It's nothing, I just think your eyes are really beautiful."

Wendy chuckled softly, then continued forward, eventually settling down at the table laden with delicious food.

Seeing that he had already taken his seat, Kiana nodded, followed suit, and waved, saying, "Thank you for your hard work. Consider this meal payment for your talent show. By the way, you were a bard? Do you have any interesting stories to share?"

If Miracles Have Colors (re0): Chapter Seven: So You Were This Amazing When You Were Young?

"Haha, an interesting story? What kind would you like to hear?"

Wendy asked with a smile.

Of course, while talking, this wind god didn't forget to devour the food.

But considering that he was probably very hungry before he came here, Kiana didn't care too much about it.

"Me? I'd like to hear your story. How about telling me a story from your childhood?"

Kiana tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said with a smile.

"When I was little?"

Wendy paused slightly upon hearing this, but then shook her head, even stopping her mouth movements unconsciously. "Strictly speaking, I don't really have a childhood. If I had to say, I do have a story from the past. Would you like to hear it?"

"Stories from the past? Are they from a very, very long time ago? I didn't expect you to still remember them?"

According to what Ying said, this Mondstadt wind god in front of us must be several hundred years old, right?

No...it might be even further back.

In the distant, free lands, no new Mondstadt has yet emerged, and the old Mondstadt is still ravaged by storms.

"You want to hear it...?"

Wendy lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then spread her hands and said, "If you really want to hear it, you can. But I'll have to fill my stomach first, hehe... I'm a little hungry lately."

After saying that, he began to eat heartily, devouring his food quite quickly.

It looks like you've been starving for a long time?

It's truly incomprehensible that the mighty Wind God would stoop to such a state.

However, such a deity is quite approachable.

At least they won't suddenly decide to destroy anything, and they're basically very approachable.

Are they relatively easy to get along with?

Kiana sized up Wendy while enjoying the food she had redeemed from Sirin.

It must be said that this deity is really easy to get along with.