I traveled through Genshin Impact, and there was a chat group.

Hopefully, Lord Wind God won't secretly drink all of this wine.

He stretched and walked towards the Knights' headquarters.

A gentle breeze swept by, and Wendy, sitting high up in the church, watched Falgar stroll leisurely, a smug look flashing in her eyes.

Frederica wouldn't tolerate Falga.

She gave Falga a deadline: he had to finish revising the pile of documents on the table that night.

Otherwise, they'll have to face a mixed doubles match between Simon and Frederica.

But soon, Wendy's eyes began to show a hint of helplessness.

"Why are you treating my wine like a sacred object..."

Wine is made to be drunk, isn't it?

It would be much better to just place the wine offerings under the statue of the deity.

That's troublesome.

I want to drink it, but I can't get any.

He turned to look at the Knights Order, which was brightly lit at that moment.

Falgar had already seen Frederica's message and was reluctantly revising the document.

I go out and have fun in the morning, but then I have to work overtime in the evening.

Now, Falga not only has to work overtime, but also has to keep a close eye on the movements of the two executives.

Wendy's lips curled up slightly.

I'll just drink a little, and I'll leave some for Falga.

He transformed into a gentle breeze and quietly flew into the Knights' Order, lifting the lid of the Wind God's Brew.

Chapter 170: If someone like Venti told the people of Mondstadt that he was the Wind God, probably no one would believe him.

The sky was bright.

A poet wearing a green hat wandered around and swaggered into Mondstadt through the main gate.

He arrived at the foot of the enormous wind god statue, began to play his lyre, and recited poems from ancient times.

At that moment, the knights in the distance suddenly let out a wolf howl!

Wendy stopped what she was doing and then made a cute face.

"Hehe~"

I'm sorry, Falgar.

I couldn't resist.

"It's gone! It's gone!!!"

Falga was seen holding an empty wine jar, with two other empty jars beside him, his face showing utter despair.

He turned the jar upside down, placing a basin underneath, in an attempt to gather the remaining wine together.

Unfortunately, no matter how much Falga shook the jar, not a single drop of wine came out!

"Not a single drop left!!"

broken!

The Knights have been robbed!!

Falga was somewhat incredulous.

Who could enter and leave the Knights under his protection without being detected?

no doubt.

The Wind God is so free?!

Even the Wind God is like this, so it's understandable that the leader of the group is pursuing freedom, right?

Looking up at the sky and then at the pile of documents on the table, Falga finally gave up his pursuit of freedom.

Frederica is quite scary.

Let's revise it first, let's revise it first.

but…

Falga's gaze swept over the three empty jars, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The wind god is back, and although it seems rather unconventional, Mondstadt now has a bit more confidence.

Although Sivir's behavior after arriving in Mondstadt was quite unconventional, her strength still put Falgar under immense pressure.

Moreover, there is also a moon goddess from Nordkal.

Tsk.

I hope the old man, Fengshen, can stand up again!

Beneath the statue of the wind god.

Sivir and the other two found a random spot to sit on the ground and watched Wendy recite the poems from afar.

He was telling the story of the Vanessa era, which was already well-known to the people of Mondstadt, but it had a unique flavor when told by Wendy.

Sivir looked at the statue of the wind god, lost in thought.

I vaguely remember Vanessa being led to Skye by that giant oak tree.

After an unknown amount of time, Wendy suddenly appeared and blocked the view of Sivir and the other two.

"My friends who have come from afar, how was the story just now?"

Sivir nodded.

"Not bad. Since you're already here, why don't you come with me to Liyue sometime?"

Wendy's body suddenly stiffened.

"what?"

"Then we'll trick the old man into going to Inazuma and have him challenge that Lady Takenari, the Grand Master of Inazuma, to a duel before the Emperor!"

Wendy stared at Sivir in astonishment.

Is this how it actually happened?!

"...Are you sure you won't get hunted down and killed by the old man?"

The old man hasn't even come to me yet about the time he misused his handwriting.

If this happens again and tricks the old man, I can't imagine how fierce his revenge will be.

“It’s alright. The old man is no longer young. Now he’s just a lonely old man living alone.”

Sivir gave Wendy a thumbs up.

"He especially needs young people like us to ignite his energy!"

"you sure?"

Wendy raised an eyebrow.

Siwell is uncertain.

But anyway, Sivir is a guardian, and aside from everything else, she's incredibly sturdy!

Wendy scratched her hair.

Why is there a little guy trying to cause trouble as soon as I woke up?

Zhongli might have let Sivir off the hook because she was still a child, but he might not be so sure about himself!

Sivir is a young man.

But I'm Old Deng!

But... it's such a fun thing, I'd be reluctant to miss out.

It's done!

The bold get rich, the timid starve.

So what if I got beaten up!

I'm young and fast, but my grandfather is an old man with frail bones...

They might not even be able to catch up with themselves!

When are we going to Liyue?

Wendy's eyes flickered.

"No rush."

“The old man next door is missing his old friend so much that he's feeling sentimental, so I thought I'd give him a little pampering.”

"It may take a while before the Knights can come up with a charter for the alliance, plus all the formalities."

“Perfect timing. Your Dvalin is still being corrupted by the Abyss, isn’t he? Before that dragon goes mad, extract the Abyss power from his body.”

Wendy's eyes lit up.

"Then let's get going."

"The best bard in the world will set this matter to music."

"At that time, his voice will resound throughout Teyvat."

"Don't rush me. After all, I'm still an executor of the Fools. I need to report to your Grand Master first..."

A hint of a smile appeared in Sivir's eyes.

If he runs out on his own, Falga probably won't be able to sleep well.

Let's talk to Falgar first.