"About a hundred years ago, the entire Teyvat was in a chaotic era. The power of darkness continued to spread, contaminating everything it encountered."

"During that time, monsters were rampant, monsters were rampant, people's living space was compressed within the city walls, and the wild was even more dangerous."

"That period was particularly difficult for Mondstadt. The inheritance of the Lionfang Knights was vacant because no one was qualified, and the Knights of Favonius also lost their talents due to the hard battles."

"It was at this time that the powerful corrupted monster, the poisonous dragon Durin attacked Mondstadt."

......

"Later, the wind dragon Tevarin, who represented the will of the wind god, appeared as the last guardian of Mondstadt and fought with Durin."

"But this is not a perfect ending."

Wendy grabbed the wine glass and drank it all, with a rare sadness on his face.

"When Tevarin defeated Durin, he swallowed its poisonous blood and was contaminated."

"The poisonous blood of the evil dragon is distorted gold, which will cause mountains to collapse and the earth to be destroyed..."

"In the end, it had to fall into a long sleep."

Recalling the old things, the smile on Wendy's face unconsciously dissipated a little, and he almost drank up the Liyue Dew next to him.

Listening to Wendy's narration of Mondstadt's history, Zhongli was also deeply moved.

Liyue was also in crisis at the time.

"So the dragon disaster in Mondstadt this time was also caused by its contamination by poisonous blood?"

"Yes, the first thing I did after waking up was to use the sound of the piano to soothe and awaken its deepest memories and emotions."

"With your current strength, I'm afraid the chance of success is not high if you rely on the sound of the piano to awaken it."

Zhongli glanced at the poet in front of him lightly, and the power of the gods in him was much weaker.

Although the power of the gods does not rely entirely on the people's faith, it still has some influence.

Plus, in order to fight against wear and tear over the years...

"Oh, I just want to give it a try. If it can be solved, it would be the best." Wendy smiled casually, raised his glass and took another sip, and then continued: "Originally, I am just a ray of free wind. In essence, I am not as strong as you old man. It is not easy to maintain the current strength."

It is probably only about 20% to 30% of the previous recovery.

Mond advocates freedom, and the wind god Barbatos is also a guy who is used to freedom.

So far, every time he uses a lot of power, he needs to dormant for a long time to recover.

"You have your strengths. It is also good to let the people follow their hearts and enjoy freedom."

Zhongli put down the teacup, raised the wine glass and clinked glasses with Wendy.

"Wow, what a great day today is."

"I have food to eat, wine to drink, and I get praise from the old man."

"It would be even better if Dwalin didn't get angry and hide from me when we go back."

Wendy covered her mouth and laughed exaggeratedly, looking a lot more relaxed than before.

"You..."

Zhongli looked at the funny look of the person in front of him and shook his head, "Let's get back to business. What happened next? What did Mr. Su Ze do?"

"You also know that he is a businessman with a lot of treasures in his hands."

"One of them is called the magic-breaking arrow, which has a powerful purification ability."

"He traded this item to a little girl in the Knights."

Wendy told Zhongli in detail the news she heard from the wind and the situation at the scene at that time.

What kind of monster was destroyed on the spot, without even a trace left.

And the contaminated wounds on Twalin's body instantly returned to normal, and the poisonous blood in his body was cleaned up.

This news made Zhongli pause with his hand holding the wine glass, and his fingers rubbed the wall of the glass, as if he was thinking about something.

After a moment, he slowly asked, "If possible, I would like to ask the young lady from the Knights to come over."

Wendy's eyes were clear.

He knew that the old man wanted to use the purification power of the Devil-Breaking Arrow to help the Yaksha who was attacked by karma.

To be honest, when he passed by Dihua Island, he also saw the pain of the demon-conquering Great Sage when his karma attacked.

I really don't know how he persisted, it was really not easy.

If possible, he would certainly be willing to help the old man.

It's just that the purification power is too pure. I don't know if it will backfire on the current demon-conquering Great Sage and directly kill him.

Thinking of this, Wendy hesitated and reminded in a low voice: "Old man, I don't think this matter can be rushed. First, we need to test the effect of the purification power and see how it works on different degrees of negative power."

"Of course I understand." Zhongli was also worried that there were too many karmas in Xiao's body, and they were directly purified by the Devil-Breaking Arrow.Wendy heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, and his usual playful smile returned to his face: "I heard that the Liyue Hundred Flowers Banquet is about to begin."

"Based on our friendship, I...will reluctantly help run errands and deliver the invitation."

He raised his glass and took a sip with a smile, and sighed: "It's really good wine, the taste is mellow."

"Thank you."

Zhongli raised his glass and drank two more glasses with Wendy.

......

Night, winter, laboratory.

Doctor Dotore had just finished his work and opened the door to see a strange soldier on duty standing at the door.

"Doctor, Master Harlequin asked you to go to the conference room as soon as you come out."

"Conference room?" The doctor looked down at the time.

Why did he look for him so late at night?

"What's the matter?"

"No."

Dotore frowned, said nothing, and turned to walk towards the conference room.

As soon as he walked to the door, he ran into the young man who was also called by the duty soldier.

The other party was yawning, obviously not awake.

The two looked at each other, and no one greeted.

"Hey, you are blocking the way."

A cold voice sounded behind him, and the soldier stood behind him expressionlessly, looking at the two with his arms folded.

"What on earth is the clown doing at night." The rich man's voice came from not far away, holding the account book that had not been calculated in his hand, and walked over quickly.

There were two assistants behind him, helping to open the files.

The rich man looked up and saw the three people confronting each other, "Oh, they are all here. Such a big scene."

He waved to the assistant behind him, threw the account book over, and took the lead in pushing open the door of the conference room.

There were already several executives waiting in the conference room.

One of the servants glanced at the rich man and asked calmly, "When will the funds for the Hearth House be approved this year?"

"Don't rush me, I'm counting on it."

The rich man tutted impatiently and stretched out his hand with several huge gems to rub his brow.

They really think money is easy to make. They are all prodigals, spending money without making any money.

The girl Columbia looked up dazedly from lying on the table in the conference room, "Is this going to start?"

The door of the conference room was pushed open twice one after another, and all the executives arrived.

The clown came out from the shadows with a document in his hand.

"I called you here today to ask if anyone is willing to go to Mond."

The clown put the document on the table and glanced at the faces of the executives.

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