The scumbag fox who traveled through the world of Teyvat

Chapter 97 How could I be the God of Wind?
Now, the two people who came to Liyue changed from Shin and Ying to Yae Godson and Ying.

But for an unknown reason, Zhongli seemed to see the real shadow of the Eightfold Son of God for a moment.

Just like in the past, the current Thor was silent, but his body unconsciously moved closer to the people around him.

It was as if the person next to her was the one she trusted the most.

Even now, the Yae Godson and Ying together look like two figures in the past.

But it's just a shadow after all.

Zhongli knew that the Eightfold Son of God would not really be limited by his strength.

The reason why the first generation of Thunder God fell was partly because of the opponent's lack of strength, but on the other hand...

Thinking of this, Zhongli looked up in the direction of Sky Island.

Zhongli's actions were naturally seen by Yae Shinto, but she said nothing.

"Let's go. If we're late, we won't be able to find a suitable seat."

"Row."

So, Yae Shinko and Ying followed Zhongli all the way to the teahouse.

……

After listening to Wendy's story about the past of the Wind Dragon, Ying and Paimon followed him to the big tree where the wind rose.

"By the way, you said before that someone told you about Long's past?" Wendy walked under the tree and paused for a moment, then spoke to Ying.

Ying nodded, and then told Wendy what Lisa had told her before.

After hearing this, Wendy stroked her chin and pretended to be in deep thought: "Really? That Mond scholar named Lisa sees this matter in this way."

"Yes, the conflict has reached this point because both sides have begun to use force..."

“But its original hatred was definitely not because people no longer worshipped the Four Wind Guardians.”

"…That is not hatred that is born naturally, but the product of corruption."

"Corrosion?" After listening to Wendy's story, Paimon was surprised.

"It was the black blood that flowed into its heart that tortured it, causing it to sleep restlessly for many years." Wendy nodded and explained, "So when it woke up this time, its spirit was corrupted by the curse of the Abyss Mage."

"Abyss Mage?" Ying looked surprised.

Because she had never heard of this name.

"The Abyss Cult is composed of inhuman beings. It is an organization that is hostile to humans." Wendy said, "I don't know where they came from. I only know that they have a deep hatred for the human world."

"The hill people in the wilderness will also obey their commands and become their weapons."

"Before coming here, I was corrupted by the curse just like Tevarin."

"But now we are at the very symbol of heroes, the source of everything Mondstadt is today."

"The wind in the trees is nice, with a smell I like..."

"Staying under the shade of the tree with you can remove the toxins from my body just like the dragon tears just now..."

Seeing that Wendy seemed to be regulating her breathing, Ying did not say anything.

Instead, I began to ponder in my heart.

From her previous conversation with Wendy, she learned that the red crystals obtained in the Whispering Forest were actually the tears of pain shed by the Wind Dragon Tevarin.

But before showing it to Lisa and Jean, the teardrop crystal was still red. But after seeing Wendy and listening to the poem he chanted under the statue of the god of wind, the originally scarlet crystal suddenly turned into a purified blue.

This change left her a little confused.

But this teardrop crystal did change only after it passed through my hands...

Wendy took a breath and then heaved a long sigh of relief: "Ah... I feel much better."

"Well, I was trying to communicate with Tevarin, but was interrupted by... um..."

Halfway through her speech, Wendy glanced at Ying before continuing, "In the end, not only did she fail to remove the curse for Tevarin, but she was instead corroded by the toxicity of the abyss!" "Uh, that... is it me?" Ying pointed at herself.

Wendy nodded: "That's right."

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Hearing Wendy's affirmative answer, Ying suddenly widened her eyes and looked incredulous.

Seeing that Ying was fooled by him, Wendy continued: "So as an apology - Traveler, come with me to Mondstadt Cathedral."

"What are we going there for?" Ying looked at the question in confusion.

She didn't understand what this had to do with making amends.

If she really wants to make amends, shouldn't she be asked to help solve the dragon disaster?

"Of course we're going to the cathedral to solve the troubles that Tevarin brought to Mondstadt." Wendy seemed to have sensed what Ying was thinking, and smiled as he said, "This time we're going there to get a treasure called the Sky Harp."

"Sky Harp?" Paimon scratched his head.

"Yes, the Sky Harp."

"What is that?"

"Let's go there first, I'll tell you when we get there."

Paimon spread his hands: "Okay..."

On the way to the cathedral with Wendy, Ying looked up from time to time at the boy who called himself Wendy walking in front of them.

She felt that this person was extraordinary and not like an ordinary person.

But if she really wanted to tell what was wrong, she couldn't say.

But one thing is clear, that is, at least the person in front of him should have nothing to do with the god who took his brother away... right?

Because the place where the wind started was not far from Mondstadt, it was just after noon when the group arrived at the cathedral again.

After arriving at the entrance of the cathedral, Paimon could no longer hold back his confusion and asked Wendy, "So, the sky... what, what is it?"

"It's the Sky Harp." Wendy corrected Paimon's words and explained: "The Sky Harp is Mondstadt's treasure. It is the harp that the wind god Barbatos once played."

"With the Lyre of the Sky, I can call back Tevarin's true self from the nightmare."

"Will this really stop the Wind Dragon from destroying things?" Paimon began to doubt what Wendy said.

Wendy put her hands on her hips and looked proud: "Of course, because I am the best poet in the world."

"There is no song in the past, future or present that I don't know."

"Wait a minute." Ying suddenly discovered the blind spot, and then looked at Wendy with a suspicious look: "Since it is the harp of the God of Wind, why can you use it, Wendy?"

"Are you the Wind God of Mondstadt?"

Wendy didn't expect Ying to ask so directly.

I could only look up and play dumb: "Hey hey!"

"Hey, what do you mean?" Paimon said angrily, with his hands on his hips: "Wendy, you are not really the God of Wind, are you?"

"Of course not. The Wind God has disappeared in Mondstadt for thousands of years. I am just an ordinary bard with a little fame."

"If I were really the God of Wind, I would definitely not have fallen into such a miserable situation of having to sing for a living, right?"

After hearing what Wendy said, Paimon nodded: "That's right, the gods of a country will definitely not live as miserably as you do."

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Compared to Paimon's understanding, the suspicion in Ying's eyes became even deeper.

Because she saw an unknown sense of déjà vu from Wendy, as if someone had used the same method to trick her before.

(End of this chapter)