Genshin Impact: Being in Teyvat, a Merchant of All Worlds

"Since it's Captain Kaeya who's treating, could Master Diluk give me another glass of wine?" Wendy took the opportunity to speak and winked at Diluk.

Diluk ignored Wendy's hint and turned to look at Amber, "What would you like to drink?"

"For me, a glass of sparkling cranberry juice."

"Okay."

"By the way, another glass of Death in the Afternoon."

"Got it."

Diluk nodded.

"What is Death in the Afternoon?"

"Is it delicious?"

Paimon asked curiously after finishing the dried fish in his mouth.

I don't think I've seen this name on the wine list.

Is it a hidden model?

"Mond's special sparkling white wine, mixed with three parts of dandelion wine, the bitterness will be perfectly neutralized."

"It tastes pretty good, but my favorite is still dandelion wine."

Wendy knows everything about wine. Apart from anything else, he is invincible in the world when it comes to wine.

"Ah, it's wine." Paimon showed a regretful look.

However, the next second, its brain turned, looked up at Amber, and then turned to look at Diluk.

"No, didn't you say that minors are prohibited from drinking?"

Amber was not an adult at first glance.

"No, no, I ordered it for Kaeya."

"He is still dealing with a little trouble and will be here soon."

Amber waved her hand quickly and explained a few words to Paimon.

"Is that so." Paimon retracted his gaze and continued to enjoy the food.

While Amber was sitting down and chatting with Suze and the others, Wendy quietly followed Diluk downstairs.

"Hey, Master Diluk, give me a cup of Afternoon Death to try."

"Do you still have money?"

"Look at what you said, let me finish it first, I will pay the bill."

Wendy whispered and patted the purse hidden on her waist.

Diluk glanced at his deflated purse and shook his head: "This is not enough."

"Master Diluk, you are the big boss, can't you be a little more lenient?"

"Please, please."

Wendy leaned against the bar, put her hands together under her chin, and looked at Diluk expectantly.

Diluk lowered his eyes, paused in the movement of mixing the cocktail, and said lightly: "I will give you at most one more glass of cider."

After that, he ignored Wendy, poured the mixed wine into the glass, and told the waiter to bring it up.

Wendy sniffed the charming aroma of wine in the air, looked eagerly at the wine taken away by the waiter, turned around and discussed with Diluk again.

"How about this, I'll pay off the debt with my performance?"

Diluk stopped what he was doing and looked up at Wendy, "There's already a bard performing in the tavern."

"That's different! I'm the best bard in the world." Wendy straightened his back and smiled confidently, "My performance is definitely better than his."

"What performance?"

Paimon heard a few scattered words as he flew down.

"Uh...nothing, just saying that the bard's performance was really good." Wendy touched his nose, moved his eyes away guiltily, turned sideways and pretended to be enjoying the performance, but in fact he was afraid that the little guy would find out that he had secretly hidden Mora.

Paimon looked up and down suspiciously, but didn't find anything wrong.

He had to put away his curiosity.

It shouted to Diluk, "Another holiday fruit brew, raspberry mint drink and ice hook juice."

"Got it, I'll send it to you later."

Diluk nodded and continued to lower his head to mix.

Paimon looked at Wendy standing still by the bar, and felt something was a bit strange. He leaned over to listen for a while.

What a boring story.

I don't know how the street singer listened to it with relish.

Forget it, never mind, the food is the most important.

Paimon turned around and flew up again.

After the little guy flew away, Wendy turned around and continued to grind Diluk.

"How about I take a step back and change to a small cup?"

He took out his purse and put it on the bar, and whispered another sentence.

As soon as the words fell, a voice suddenly appeared behind him.

"You street singer! Didn't you say you had no money?"

Wendy's little action was caught by Paimon who came back.

"I and the traveler still trust you so much, but you secretly hide money to buy wine."

Paimon stamped his feet angrily and looked at Wendy in front of him angrily.

When he thought about how he had been living frugally with the travelers these days, and how his snacks had been reduced by half, and the street singer didn't even return the money, but went to buy wine.

It was really abominable.

"Oh my, I was discovered by accident."

Wendy said sorry, but there was no apology on her face, and there was a mischievous look in her eyes.Smile.

"You're still laughing, it's too much!"

Paimon glared at the guy in front of him with a smile on his face.

"Hey, hey, don't be angry."

"How about I tell you another story as an apology?"

"Don't you want to know about the wind god Barbatos?"

"I just know one, and I promise it will be more exciting and interesting than the last time."

Paimon was stunned and looked at Wendy hesitantly, "Do you really know about the wind god?"

"Of course, I'm the best bard in the world." Wendy vowed.

"Then I'll let you go this time." Paimon crossed his arms and snorted coldly, "I want to hear how exciting it is."

After returning to the second floor, Wendy sat down naturally and began to tell the story about the wind god Barbatos at Paimon's urging.

"The story I want to tell begins a thousand years ago..."

More than two thousand six hundred years ago, this land was still covered with snow.

At that time, Mondstadt was shrouded in a hurricane, and the demon god Dekalapian erected an indestructible wind wall to protect people.

So that they would no longer be attacked by the wind and snow outside.

But the hurricane not only blocked the wind and snow, but also people's gazes towards the demon god Dekalapian.

As time passed, the existence of the wind wall was no longer a protection, but a kind of imprisonment.

It imprisoned people's freedom and hindered people's gaze towards the outside world.

After several years, the seeds of resistance were hidden in places where the demon god could not see, and slowly took root and sprouted.

And farther away from Old Mondstadt, there was a peaceful place that was not attacked by wind and snow and grew many dandelions.

A small wind elf was flying freely...

"So the wind god Barbatos was actually just a small wind elf at the beginning?"

Paimon widened his eyes with curiosity.

"Yes, yes."

Wendy nodded, and while everyone's attention was still on the story, he secretly reached out and raised his glass to drink.

This wine is really good.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Traveler: "How did the wind elf become a god?"

Amber: "Does the elf really exist?"

Suze: "It sounds a bit magical. I really want to see what the wind elf looks like."

Several people were attracted by Wendy's story and started a heated discussion.

No one noticed that Wendy took the opportunity to drink several more sips of wine.

Until Paimon looked up and curiously asked what happened to the wind elf and its good friend?

Wendy put down the wine glass in his hand and tapped his head lightly.

"Well..., my memory is a bit bad, I have to think about it carefully."

He pretended to recall and pushed the empty wine glass away without leaving a trace.