Genshin Impact: My sister’s name is Kujo Sora

In the evening, Vanessa explained everything to her people seriously, and after entrusting her sister to a trustworthy person, she calmly came out of the house.

Buck walked up to Vanessa surrounded by knights and ordered his men to escort her into the dungeon.

It just so happened that the day of trading with the dragon Usa was almost up, and Vanessa and her people could use it as a sacrifice for the sacrifice.

Vanessa sat in the dungeon with a melancholy expression, obviously she was almost free from the last gladiatorial fight, why should she meddle to help the girl just now.

But thinking of the Lawrence family's inferior methods, Vanessa's frowning brow relaxed again, no matter what, a girl with such vitality must not fall into the hands of that dead fat man.

Suddenly, an ancient melodious poem came from the dungeon, and Vanessa looked at the source of the sound suspiciously.

"Hey~" Wendy, who borrowed the key from the wind, opened the door of the dungeon, and then sat down next to Vanessa by herself.

Vanessa looked at the girl in front of her suspiciously, it was impossible to enter a dungeon like this one.

"That..." Wendy also felt that the atmosphere was too awkward at this time, and took the initiative to speak.

"Ahem, I'll talk about it first." Wendy cleared her throat and said.

"Thank you for that incident during the day, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to get rid of that megalomaniac, Rypi monster, three-layer lard cake." Wendy said, gesturing at Buck's size.

"But I'm sorry to implicate you and put you in jail," Wendy said, rubbing her head.

"It doesn't matter, as a gladiator of the gladiatorial arena, this city is just a bigger cage for me," Vanessa comforted me, pretending to be calm.

"Oh? Sword fighters? It's really Munata style. Wendy said with a small face.

"Munatas?" Vanessa looked at Wendy suspiciously.

"Yes, the people who live in the volcanic areas on the western side of the continent, with their fiery red hair and strong bodies, don't usually come to the northern part of the continent," Wendy explained with a grin.

"Fire... The gods?

"Yes, that is, the god of war, at that time, before the martial arts ceremony, both sides of the war would swear to sacrifice victory to her." Wendy thought of the second generation of Vulcan, the woman who liked to fight and cook.

"Oops... If you think about it, she's really a willful aunt. Wendy couldn't help but sigh, although the god of fire likes to fight, he is indeed a very good friend, and his temper is also the same as that of the Great Cishu King among the seven gods, unless she cooks unpalatablely.

"You... How old are you? Vanessa looked at the girl in front of her and couldn't help but think to herself, obviously she only looked a few years younger than her, but she knew a lot of things, and she was completely at the level of an old pedant.

"By the way, what about your elders? It stands to reason that there will be a respected clan elder who will teach the children of the clan the knowledge of the god of fire. Wendy asked.

"For as long as I can remember, the clansmen have been wandering the grasslands, and the elders of the clan have been busy teaching us the skills of survival... and fighting skills. Vanessa said with her hands clasped.

"Huh? How did you end up in Mondstadt? Wendy asked, confused.

"It was about ten years ago in the winter, there was a shortage of food in the clan, and after two or three days, we met the demon dragon Usa..."

Holding her knees tightly with her hands, this strong girl also showed a fragile look at this time, she... I saw my father who protected me being bitten to death by the demon dragon.

And she... I could only kneel behind my father weakly and watch the reckless behavior of the demon dragon Usa...

"Oops! I haven't introduced myself yet! Wendy quickly opened the subject.

"I'm Wendy, the best bard in Teyvat, and it's my good partner, Sky." Wendy said as she pulled out the Lyre of the Sky from behind her.

"You give Jean... A name? Vanessa looked at Wendy in surprise.

"Everything has a name, and if you have a name, you can call it, and if you can call it, you can be praised by my songs." Wendy said smugly.

"So, what about your name?"

"Vanessa."

"So... Vanessa, may I add your name to the poem? Wendy asked, holding out her hand.

"This... Seems like a little. Vanessa said with some embarrassment.

"Then change your proposal and be my friend, Vanessa." Wendy's outstretched hand appears as if by juggling.

"Friends... Again, this proposal is easier to accept. Vanessa said, taking the apple.

"Sky—" Vanessa looked at the island floating in the sky, remembering the heroic epic her father had told her.

"Can you tell me about that Sky Island?" Vanessa couldn't help but ask.

Hearing the three words Sky Island, the expression on Wendy's face suddenly froze, and then pretended to change the topic easily: "Why don't you escape with me first, the guards outside have been solved, we can leave openly, about the story over there, there will be time to talk about it later."

"I can't go, my people and I are slaves sold to the nobility, and if I run away now, they will be punished for me." Vanessa said with a solemn face.

"And... Tomorrow is the last gladiatorial fight, and as promised, if I can win twelve gladiatorial fights, my people and I will be free. Vanessa looked at the arm that had been scarred by Ningxia and said, twelve duels that were close to death, and countless small duels for the livelihood of the clan, every scar on Vanessa's body was left by her for the clan.

"Don't trust them, people who don't follow the rules make conventions, they must be uneasy and kind." Wendy persuaded.

"Even so... I can't just leave, I can't leave Linde, I can't leave my people behind. Vanessa closed her eyes and said, how could she not know the urine of the nobles, but the lives of her sister and the clansmen were in their hands.

As the gladiator she had killed with her own hands had said, the shackles on her legs she could easily have opened, but the shackles of her sister and clan had locked her to Mondstadt.

"Vanessa, if you stay, the situation may get worse and worse, and if you come with me, you will be able to lead your people back to freedom tonight." Wendy persuaded.

"No... Most of my people have forgotten what it means to be free. Vanessa said, clutching the shackles.

"It is up to us to fight, to fight, to experience, to truly appreciate the meaning of freedom, otherwise... It will not be shackled by another force..."

Wendy looked at Vanessa in a daze.

"Let her be, Wendy." After cleaning up the guards, Ningxia said that he had heard everything Vanessa had said, like Vanessa's meaning of freedom, like the poetry he would listen to in the future, or the collapse of the tower that he had witnessed.

In fact...... The meaning of freedom that Mondstadt carries is not formal freedom, but oppressive... Fight!

"I believe in you, Vanessa." Ningxia showed a warm smile and said, he believed that the girl in front of him would make the right choice, and he only needed to witness the history on the sidelines.