The Homeless Man of Teyvat

Mondstadt, Cathedral of the West Wind.

Priest Priest Barbara opened her eyes, and the dream images in her mind quickly disappeared, but there was still a little bit left. She blinked, and the confusion in her eyes was quickly replaced by confusion, and then a bit of shock was added.

"What's wrong with you, Barbara?"

Sister Grace frowned slightly, her eyes concerned: "Are you not resting?"

"Huh? I-I fell asleep?"

Barbara came back to her senses, put her palms on her chest, and breathed calmly.

"Yes, still when praying to Lord Barbatos."

Grace nodded slightly, then sighed: "Those fanatical fans have affected your normal life. Barbara, do you really not need to ask the Knights for help?"

"No, no, the dragon disaster has not yet been resolved, and the Knights have a lot to do. Moreover, the fans have not had too many bad effects on my life."

Barbara shook her head, hesitated for a few seconds, bit her lower lip, and looked at Grace: "I just had a dream."

"Oh? May Lord Barbatos protect you and have a good dream." Grace smiled and prayed softly.

"...I did dream about Lord Barbatos."

Barbara's expression was complex and subtle, as if something had happened that she had expected but knew was impossible.

The gods of faith enter dreams and guide believers in the right direction.

As long as one does not believe in some evil god with ulterior motives, this kind of miracle is undoubtedly the greatest recognition and praise for believers.

"Lord Barbatos!" Grace's eyes widened, and her expression immediately became serious: "Did you dream, no! What did Lord Barbatos say?"

"...Don't you doubt that this is just a dream?"

"This is undoubtedly a revelation from the gods, Barbara. Don't forget that you are a devout believer and a priest of the West Wind Church. Now you enter a dream while praying to Lord Barbatos, and you dream of Lord Barbatos. , especially during a special period like the dragon disaster..."

Grace took a breath and said in a sonorous tone: "This must be a revelation from God!"

She reached out and pressed Barbara's shoulder, rarely losing her composure: "Tell me, what did Lord Barbatos say?"

"Lord Barbatos said..."

"No, wait! Wait a minute!"

Grace suddenly thought of something and interrupted Barbara: "Let me pray to Lord Barbatos first... No, this is not enough. I will ask everyone to come together!"

She let go of Barbara's shoulders, stood up quickly, took two steps deeper into the church, then stopped again, turned to look at Barbara, with a nervous and expectant expression: "Does Lord Barbatos allow us to know the oracle? "

"Uh...is it allowed?"

Barbara was a little confused by Grace's series of reactions, and subconsciously replied: "Lord Barbatos didn't say not to tell others."

"That's good, that's good. Praise Lord Barbatos."

Grace praised her devoutly, and then left resolutely: "I'm going to inform the others right now!"

"Huh? Wait...hiss~"

Barbara stretched out her hand, and just as she was about to stand up, she felt a strong soreness and numbness in her legs. The girl immediately took a breath, and with a grimace, she reached out and rubbed her legs hidden under the soft and smooth white stockings.

I have been kneeling and praying for too long...my legs are numb...

The girl took it easy for a while, and finally stood up with some difficulty. Sitting on the birch chair nearby, Sister Grace had long since disappeared.

"Oh...I haven't said anything yet..."

Barbara sighed, raised her finger and poked her calf, which was still numb, and her thoughts began to wander involuntarily.

I don’t know what my sister is doing...

There is a dragon disaster in Mondstadt. As the acting leader of the Knights, she must be very busy... If only I could help...

The girl with a small concern sighed again, and then she suddenly realized that Grace had been away for a long time. If she just called everyone who was still in the church, it shouldn't take so long, right?

Barbara stood up and lightly stamped her feet, as if to shake out the "sand" that had entered when her legs were numb.

"Well! It's really a lie."

The girl felt a slight soreness and numbness come back, but there was a smile in her beautiful eyes.

"Barbara!"

Grace finally returned to the prayer room, grabbed Barbara's hand, and led her out: "Come on, everyone is waiting for you!"

"Huh? Everyone?"

Barbara followed the nun's rare lapse and wanted to ask who "everyone" was. But it was obvious that Grace just wanted to hear the oracle from Lord Barbatos, the God of Wind, as soon as possible and could not care about anything else.

The two walked through the corridors of the cathedral, and after making several turns, they finally arrived at their destination.

Grace opened the door and motioned for Barbara to enter.

So the girl met the sister she longed for—Jean Gunnhild, the acting leader of the Knights of the West Wind.

"I received news that a nun in the church received an oracle." Qin looked at Barbara with a gentle look: "Is it you, Barbara?"

"Yes, it's me, sister, cough, acting captain."

Barbara looked slightly nervous, her pale golden twin ponytails spiraling downward, and her delicate face was slightly stained with crimson.

"Um."

Qin nodded lightly and looked serious: "Then, please tell us the wind god's will."

Only then did Barbara remember that there were other people in this room. She glanced around and found that in addition to church members, there were also several people from the Knights.

[Scout Knight] Amber, [Cavalry Captain] Kaia, [Wave Knight] Eula, and librarian Miss Lisa.

"It's like this..."

Barbara retracted her gaze and recalled the appearance of Lord Barbatos, the God of Wind, in her dream: Like the Seven-Day Statue, He wore a hood, and his face was hidden in the shadows, so he could not see clearly. Behind him were white wings, and the free and light wind lingered around him.

His voice was soft and clean, with a magical power that calmed the soul, as if as long as he was by his side, there was no need to worry about anything - the God of Wind would protect every Mond citizen.

Qin listened quietly to Barbara's story, her brows sometimes wrinkled, sometimes relaxed, and her eyes were full of deep thought.

Lisa was also rarely serious. Lord Wind of Mond had disappeared for a long time, so long that there were very few Mond people who still believed in the God of Wind, but they could no longer firmly affirm the question of "whether the God of Wind really exists" in their hearts.

Now that the dragon disaster has broken out, why did the long-lost god convey his voice to Mond through the nun? Is it really just a dragon disaster?

"Lord Barbatos said that the dragon disaster is coming to Mond, be careful of the darkness after the storm."

"..."

"..."

"That's it?"

Jin blinked and looked at Barbara hesitantly.

Did the wind god who disappeared in Mond for nearly a thousand years only say one sentence?

"Well, that's it..."

Barbara looked innocent, so she wanted to stop Grace.

After all, the god only said one sentence... Although Grace did nothing wrong, even though it was only one sentence, it was also an oracle.