What bad intentions could the original dragon have?

And that guy is now in Mond's most famous tavern.

'Angel's Gift'

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"Oh oh oh!" Ying stood at the door of the tavern, looking somewhat excited.

She's so old and she's never been to a pub.

"Let's go in and take a look." Zhong Ling said meaningfully. "Barbatos, the Wind God of Mondstadt, is the most famous singer in Teyvat, and singers in Mondstadt are synonymous with bards."

"Who knows, maybe we can meet the Wind God in the tavern."

"How is this possible?" Ying waved her hands.

"That's not necessarily true." Zhong Ling shook her head. "In the legend of Liyue, [Emperor Rock] often transformed into a human form and traveled around the world. Maybe [Wind God] also has this hobby?"

Zhong Ling took Ying's hand and pushed open the door of the tavern.

As the guest bell rang, the bartender at the front desk raised his head.

"Sure enough." Zhong Ling nodded to the bartender, and then his eyes fell on a young man wearing a green cloak sitting at the front desk.

She pulled Ying over and sat down next to the boy without even saying hello.

"A glass of dandelion wine and two glasses of iced juice." Zhong Ling said to the bartender after slightly raising her hand.

"Please wait a moment." The bartender nodded. It seemed that Zhong Ling was old enough to drink.

The blonde girl and the little white creature next to her obviously couldn't drink.

So Zhong Ling’s order was very reasonable. He nodded to show that he understood and then started his work.

"Eh? I want a glass of dandelion wine too." Ying, who didn't expect that in Zhong Ling's eyes she could only drink juice, said hurriedly.

"Paimon too!"

"No." Zhong Ling smiled at Ying. "It's not much, but if I get drunk, I'll have to trouble Ying to take me back."

Zhong Ling narrowed her big, watery eyes slightly and gave Ying an extremely charming look.

"Um... OK." Ying nodded after thinking for a few tenths of a second. "Miss Zhong Ling, are you hinting at me?! You must be hinting at me?!"

As the saying goes, 'If a woman isn't drunk, a man has no chance'. Although I am also a woman, but... but... hehehe~

"Hello, two beautiful foreign ladies." Just as Zhong Ling and Ying were chatting for a few words, the emerald boy spoke to them. "I am the champion of Mondstadt's 'Poetry Contest' for three consecutive years, the best bard in all of Mondstadt, Wendy."

"Would you mind buying me a glass of apple wine? I will reward you with the best poetry." The boy said to Zhong Ling with a grin.

"The best bard in all of Mondstadt?" Zhong Ling raised an eyebrow. "Ying, and little Paimon, didn't we just say outside the door that Mondstadt's [Wind God] Barbatos is the most famous singer in Teyvat?"

"Oh, that's right, Miss Zhong Ling just said that." Paimon nodded.

"So, how does this greatest bard in Mondstadt compare to Barbatos, the greatest singer in Teyvat?" Zhong Ling's voice was still gentle, but Ying inexplicably felt that there was a hint of aggressiveness in Zhong Ling's words.

"Oh, that's a hard question to answer." Wendy still maintained a playful smile. "I am the best bard in Mondstadt. Even the Wind God can't compare to me."

"Is this a difficult question to answer? Didn't you answer it very clearly? And, isn't this the Free City? You can actually say so decisively that your god is inferior to yourself." Ying secretly complained in her heart, observing the emerald boy at the same time.

There was a flower called "Cecilia Flower" pinned on his tilted hat, and he was wearing a rather tasteless green cloak.

However, the boy looks very beautiful... yes, beautiful.

She was even more beautiful than many girls, with her jet-black hair tied into small braids on both sides of her temples. But what was strange was that she had dyed the ends of the braids dark green.

This kind of dyeing at the ends of hair, I seem to have seen it somewhere... huh?

"Hmm?" Ying suddenly discovered that the ends of Zhong Ling's hair, who was sitting next to her, were also dyed light blue.

However, because the light blue color similar to the sky was very similar to the frosty color of Zhong Ling herself, no one had noticed it before.

I had only caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye before, so I didn't pay much attention to it, so subconsciously I was familiar with the character.

"Could it be that Miss Zhong Ling knows this bard? Yes, when Amber proposed to give Miss Zhong Ling a pair of 'Wind Wings', she also said that a friend in Mondstadt gave her a pair of 'Wind Wings'. If she used someone else's 'Wind Wings', her friend would be jealous."

"Could it be that... the friend you are referring to is this bard?"

A.29 This is the wine money of the future

However, it is true to say so.

Zhong Ling certainly knew that Wendy was Barbatos.

And Barbatos has not appeared in the world for thousands of years, but Wendy is the bard of the 'present'.

In comparison, Wendy is a thousand years ahead of Barbatos, so naturally she is better than Barbatos.

However, this is what only Zhong Ling, who knows Barbatos's identity, can understand. Others probably don't understand.

"Really?" Zhong Ling nodded slightly. "Bartender, give him a glass of apple wine." Zhong Ling called to the bartender.

"You have good taste." Wendy nodded happily. "What do you want to hear? There is no song in Teyvat that I can't sing."

"So, Mondstadt's finest bard, can you tell us a story from Mondstadt's past?"

"Hmm... the story of Mondstadt's past?" Wendy took out her lyre and stroked the strings with her fingers, thinking for a moment. "Then let me tell you the story of the Guardian of the Four Winds."

With the vibration of the strings, the poet began the story.

"The story I want to tell begins in the last millennium."

A thousand years ago in Mond, the people suffered terribly due to the corruption of the nobility.

What the poet wants to tell is the story of the last time the wind god Barbatos appeared on earth.

"At that time, [Guardian of the South Wind] expelled the nobles, and [Guardian of the West Wind] was just beginning to take shape..."

The story of the "Four Winds" mentioned by the poet is just like Liyue's stories such as "The Expedition of the Rock King", "The Creation of the Dragon" and "The Hidden Dragon in the Abyss". It is a true history combined with countless compilations to form a story that has been passed down to the world.

It is actually very different from real history.

What the poet is talking about is not the story that has been compiled countless times, but the 'first time', that is, the original version when history was changed into a story.

This original version of the story was passed down from the poet's mouth in the form of narration and singing.

"The dragon seemed to think that help from the gods should not come from cheering it on while playing the harp." The last part of the poet's story ended, and he slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the 'three people'.

"How's the story? Is it worth the glass of cider?" the poet asked with a smile.

"What do you think, Ying? This story about the [Guardian of the Four Winds]." Zhong Ling looked at Ying.

However, Ying didn't seem to care too much about the story just now, but was thinking about something else.

"Traveler?" Paimon patted Ying's shoulder.

"Hmm? Ah?" Ying woke up and looked at Zhong Ling. "What?"

"It seems that Ying doesn't like the story just now." Zhong Ling sighed slightly.

Then the tone suddenly changed.

"I won't give you any more apple wine." Zhong Ling said this, taking the apple wine that the bartender was about to hand to Wendy, blocking Wendy's sight with her sleeve, then raised her head and drank the apple wine in just one gulp.

"Huh? Why is this happening?" Wendy felt like she had been told a story for free.

"Are Miss Zhong Ling and this bard friends?" Ying suddenly asked, looking at the cup that Zhong Ling put down.

"Of course not." Wendy sighed.

"Isn't it?"

"No." Zhong Ling shook her head.

Since Wendy says it’s not, then it’s not.

Naga and Barbatos are friends, and neither are Zhong Ling and Wendy.

"I see..." Ying nodded thoughtfully.

"Your iced juice." The bartender brought two glasses of iced juice and placed them in front of Ying and Paimeng.

After Ying thanked him, she touched the cold cup.

"Change the story, apple wine to dandelion wine." Zhong Ling put forward new conditions to Wendy.

Wendy knew what Zhong Ling wanted to hear.

However, even if Zhong Ling was the victim of that incident, he couldn't say it.

So Wendy had to change the story.

"Then let's talk about the story of the Dragon of the East Wind." The poet played the strings of the harp again.

At some point, the tavern had become quiet. There used to be many guests there, but now there were only a few of them left.

With the poet's narration, the story of Tevarin's battle with the black dragon Durin, which was not known to many people, was finally fully told.

The story is exciting and short, and soon the story of "Dragon of the East Wind" came to an end.

As they learned, the Wind Dragon that was wreaking havoc in Mondstadt was actually Tevarin, the East Wind Dragon.

This story has no practical meaning to them.

However, since Wendy refused to tell the story of the underground kingdom, Zhong Ling was too lazy to continue asking.

If you continue to interrogate this guy, he will just play crazy and stupid and say something like "hehe hehe" to get away with it.

Just like his own brother, if this matter is mentioned, he will definitely say that this is the content of the "contract" and cannot be disclosed.

However, Zhong Ling's purpose of coming to the tavern this time has been achieved.

She looked at the bartender.

"Give him a glass of dandelion wine. I'm quite satisfied with the story." After Zhong Ling finished speaking, she drank the remaining dandelion wine in the glass, stood up, and walked out with Ying.

Paimon followed closely behind.

"Thank you~" Wendy waved towards Zhong Ling's back.

As if she could see that Zhong Ling was worried about something, Ying didn't say anything and followed Zhong Ling to the door of the tavern.

At one side, a red-haired man in a black robe was leaning against the door with his arms folded across his chest.

"The owner of the Dawn Winery, Diluc Leggenfand, right?" Zhong Ling looked at the man and asked. "This is the future wine money for the poet inside."

Zhong Ling handed Diluk a bag full of Mora.

"Remember, it's the 'future' wine money."

"Got it." Diluk took the bag from Zhong Ling and nodded slightly in response.

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"Ms. Zhong Ling, you really don't know the bard named Wendy?" Ying felt that Zhong Ling was hiding something from her.

But this doesn't seem to be something that needs to be concealed.

"I don't know him." Zhong Ling shook her head.

Wendy's identity will definitely be exposed next. As an "ordinary person", she actually knows the [God of Wind]. This is very intriguing.

Since Zhong Ling has made up her mind to reveal her identity at the "Ceremony of Inviting the Immortals", she cannot reveal it now.

"But... I can be sure of one thing." Zhong Ling looked at Ying very seriously. "That bard must be the Wind God Barbatos."

"Eh!!" Ying and Paimon made loud noises at the same time to express their shock.

"Ms. Zhong Ling, how did you know that?!" Paimon asked before Ying.

"Remember when we were in the forest outside the city and Tevarin flew away?" Zhong Ling began to speak seriously. "I was there and felt the breath of another wind."

"'Original Gods' are selected from the best of the best. Plus, they are divided into seven major attributes. On average, there is a one in 70,000 chance of possessing the 'Eye of the Wind God'. Moreover, the aura of the wind is very hidden, yet very powerful. Plus, he can be in the same room with Tevarin, so he must be the 'Wind God'."

"I just felt the breath of wind from that bard, so... he must be the God of Wind."

Well, the cause and effect are clear, the logic is clear, the reasons are well-founded, and it is convincing.

...What the hell.

"Ms. Zhong Ling, you gave Mora to Diluk, the boss, and said it was for the 'future' wine money, which means it was not for today. And you also charged the two glasses of ice hook juice, one glass of apple wine and two glasses of dandelion wine to the [Wind God]. Miss Zhong Ling, you said you don't know her, only a fool would believe it? ! "Paimon screamed in his heart.

Because there are so many flaws and loopholes, even Paimon wouldn't believe it.

"So that's how it is." Ying suddenly realized.

"That's it, how could I lie to Ying?"