There was a moment of silence in the air until the rooster pulled the young lord who asked the wrong questions to sit down.
They didn't have the courage to inquire about the Empress's love life.
"What about the means?" Doctor Dottore asked, resting his chin on his hands.
"No restrictions," the clown's flat voice echoed through the Chasm.
"Understood, I remember that Mondstadt has collected quite a lot," the doctor said with a slightly wicked smile. "I happen to have made some interesting things with the remains of the dragon Ursa."
The skirmisher snorted and said, "I also have some clues."
The young lord showed a helpless expression, "Wow, how come you all have clues? Does the Empress have any hints?"
After the young lord asked this question, several people in the Prefecture looked at the clown.
Even among the Fool's populace, the number of those who have lived for a long time is not many.
The clown lifted his head slightly and said in a low voice:
"Mondstadt, the master of all tricks, magic, miracles and dreams in the mundane world, the God of Tricks - Merlin."
"Liyue, the God of Stories, the God of Clouds - Morax."
"Inazuma, the master of all treasures, the black sail that crosses thunderstorms, the Lord of Mijin Island - Gojo Orogj."
"Sumeru, the master of the genie lamp, the father of all spirits, the king of illusion, the Rama Nirvana - Aladdin."
"Fonon, the pity of the tragic world, the master of all sorrows, the weeping mask - Hugo."
"Natlan, the master of the golden fish, the rain of Machondoro, the colonel of darkness - Orellan."
A string of names belonging to the gods spouted from the clown's mouth. The Prefects from the seven nations couldn't help but lift their heads when they heard a certain name.
"It's really that guy, Gojo Orogj, the God of Navigation."
"The genie lamp that grants three wishes to the person who is destined to have it, Aladdin, the God of Wishes."
"The pitiful of Les Misérables, the mask of tears, the demon of tragedy. Victor Hugo."
"Is it really him? The Colonel of the Black, symbolized by the golden fish. Orias, the demon of rain."
"Are they the same person?" The skirmisher vaguely sensed something and asked in a low voice.
The clown was not surprised by the skirmisher's reaction.
The one who called himself "Roger the demon of navigation," had some connection with the thunder god of Inazuma.
He just spoke softly, "They may be the same person, or perhaps they are just incarnations of the oldest demon god, or maybe the oldest demon god is not one person."
These demon gods who left traces in the history of Teyvat unexpectedly had the same origin.
Dr. Mo rubbed his mask on his face a few times and chuckled, "What if we encounter the original oldest demon god?"
The jester seemed to recall something and said, "If he shows malice, there is only one thing to do, run."
The top three seats of the Fool's Council have the power to face the gods directly.
"… and if the other party shows malice, there is only one thing to do, run." The jester seemed to recall something.
Dr. Mo frowned but did not ask any further. The clown noticed Dr. Mo's expression and reminded him after a moment, "Five hundred years ago, on the day of Kanya's fall, the oldest demon god faced the divine will."
"And then?" the young master asked curiously.
"The divine will has been sleeping ever since."
Barbara walked out of the basement of the cathedral, holding a stack of papers.
The pure white paper, which seemed isolated from the world and time, was still inscribed with the ancient square characters in Lumine's memory.
"Honorary Knight, these are the 'oracles' collected by the Church of Favonius." Barbara handed the white paper to Lumine.
Lumine took the white paper and asked curiously, "Do you think these are oracles from the Anemo God?"
Barbara hesitated for a moment and shook her head. "The old nobles claimed it was, but the current Church of Favonius prefers to believe that they come from 'Merlin, the demon of magic.'"
Lumine's eyes flickered.
Once again, it was the demon of magic, Merlin.
The traveler named Zhou Yun seemed to be everywhere.
"Even now, within the Church of Favonius, there are still believers in the demon of magic." Barbara's eyes showed confusion as she said, "Since the founding of Mondstadt, only the children who are full of fantasies on the streets have the right to pray to the demon of magic."
"Before the old nobles were cleansed, they tried to seek power from the demon of magic, Merlin. They prayed to him with gold, treasures, blood sacrifices, and prayers."
"They hoped that he would bring down his power and allow the old nobles to continue to rule over Mondstadt."
"And then?" Lumine asked curiously.
"When Venti came to the doorstep of the old nobles, he saw a magician wearing a silk hat standing on the clouds."
"The magician waved his wand, and rose petals rained down, drowning the old nobles who were praying to him."
As Barbara's words fell, Paimon opened his mouth wide in surprise.
"The old nobles were drowned by rose petals?! Was that magician the demon of magic? Why did he kill the people who were praying to him?" Paimon asked, puzzled.
Barbara whispered, "Venti also asked the Anemo God. The Anemo God said it was punishment from Merlin, the demon of magic."
"Punishment for those who try to please him with fantasies and daydreams, and those who use his name falsely."
Lumine held the diary in both hands and remained silent for a long time.
With the personality of this demon god, if the Church of Favonius were to pray to him in the luxurious cathedral...
Lumine shuddered at the thought and quickly focused his attention on the diary in his hands.
"I used a bit of power to enter the wall of wind that swept over Mondstadt."
"I pierced through the strong wind and stepped on the square of old Mondstadt. Decarabian gazed at his people from the top of the tower."
"Decarabian? I caught that word, it's the name of a whirlwind demon god. This journal was written during the period of old Mondstadt? That's at least 2,800 years ago."
"A young man discovered me and guessed that I was not a Mondstadt native. 'The strong wind makes Mondstadt people unable to stand up straight, but you are looking up at the tower,' the young man said."
"'I am a traveling magician from a distant land, visiting Mondstadt with my tricks and miracles. You can call me Merlin,' I told the young man."
"Hahaha, no one in this world knows the meaning of the name 'Merlin'."
"The young man begged me to tell him about the scenery beyond the strong wind."
"After reading the journal, Ying confirmed that it was written 2,800 years ago. Merlin, the traveler, arrived in old Mondstadt at that time. So, during the thousands of years before that, was he active in Liyue or other countries?"
Ying flipped through the journal and continued reading.
"I took off my top hat and poured out the morning sunshine and tender roses. The young man widened his eyes."
"I also summoned white doves, floating clouds, the opera of Liyue, and shells in the waves. The people on the square who were crouching also looked over."
"The young man told me that he would one day witness the birds in the sky with his own eyes."
"Others said he was daydreaming. Decarabian arrived."
Suddenly, Ying's eyes widened.
Decarabian, the solitary king of the tower, was said to be a "tyrant" in legend.
"Decarabian is flat, no wonder humans mistake him for a male demon god."
"Dioclese took me on a tour of Mondstadt, where every citizen bowed respectfully to her.
Here is nowhere near as good as Moreax's stronghold. There wasn't a passionate girl inviting me to spend the night.
'My people love me. I drove out the blizzard for them.' Dioclese's tone was proud, and she was satisfied with the city she had built.
'Can you tell me where the dancing girls are? Girls who are tender and juicy, or hot as fire?'
Dioclese looked confused and told me there was no such thing in Mondstadt. Her people didn't need it.
She personally chose suitable men and women and let them marry. She arranged a life for each of her people.
Dioclese was not a malignant demon. She didn't know how to love, nor did she want to believe in the power of humble mortals.
She was a king who didn't understand the human heart."
Barbara looked at Ying curiously, realizing that Ying could really understand the contents of the diary.
"Honorable Knight... can you tell me the contents of the prophecy?" Barbara asked hopefully.
"This is not a prophecy, it's a diary," Ying hesitated for a moment and then roughly told the contents of the diary. Well, she left out the part about spending the night together.
Barbara was attracted by the contents of the diary and didn't exhale until Ying finished telling it.
"On the cover page of the Holy Scripture of the Church of the West Wind, there is a famous saying from the Magic Demon - Merlin."
"Some birds cannot be kept in cages. Every feather on them shines with the light of freedom."
Barbara's eyes sparkled with devoutness.
Ying's mouth twitched and she couldn't help but look at the bottom of the diary.
"Some birds cannot be kept in cages. Every feather on them shines with the light of freedom." I said to the eldest daughter of the Gruenheld family.
"Come to my room at three in the morning tonight, and I will tell you the true meaning of freedom."
This girl was also very free at night. Her younger sister was a little shy.
Ying hesitated for a moment and finally did not tell Barbara the content of this part of the diary.
She was afraid that Barbara's faith would collapse.
Ying sighed slightly in her heart: the gods that the people of Mondstadt believed in were not very serious.
Ying expelled the thought in her heart and continued to look at the diary in her hand.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, the ground began to shake.
The dust on the dome of the cathedral fell off.
Barbara couldn't stand still and fell to the ground.
"What happened?!" Paimon asked anxiously, "Is it an earthquake?"
Ying's ears moved slightly, and she vaguely heard the roar of a wild beast in the distance.
A shadow suddenly passed through the Cathedral of the West Wind and came to Ying and Barbara's side.
It was Rosalia.
The pale-skinned Rosalia looked slightly serious as she looked outside the cathedral.
Ying also turned to look in that direction.
Outside the cathedral, outside Mondstadt.
The dark clouds were gradually gathering.
In the clouds, a black shadow was faintly visible.
"That's a dragon..." Rosalia whispered.
Paimon suddenly realized that the Mondstadt people around her seemed to recognize the black dragon.
Barbara's delicate face showed a frightened expression.
She gently said with a trembling voice, "That's the Ursa the Black Dragon!!! But isn't it already dead?!"
The wings of the magic dragon trembled as the black wind fell from the dark clouds, sweeping up the tender wind from the ground.
"Frost Edge!!!"
The sword, wrapped in frost, was swung and collided with the black wind.
The elemental power howled and left deep pits on the grass around them.
The merchants in the caravan trembled with fear, watching this scene.
"Don't panic, everyone!! Maintain formation! Don't leave the protection range of Miss Yula and Amber." Eileen, with her brown hair, shouted.
If it weren't for Eileen maintaining order, the merchants would have already panicked and fled, only to be killed by the black wind of the magic dragon Ursa.
The magic dragon gazed down from the dark clouds, and the black wind fell again.
"Knight of the Waves" Yula swung her sword like a dance and blocked the black wind.
But the large sword trembled, and the frost was shattered, and the black wind broke through Yula's defense.
As the black wind was about to fall on the caravan, several burning arrows fell.
"Yula!!!" Amber pulled her bowstring taut and shot an arrow with fire elemental power.
The elemental reaction produced by the combination of ice and fire briefly pushed back the black wind of the magic dragon Ursa.
But Yula's hands were slightly numb from the impact.
"What's going on? Didn't the Fool's group claim to have killed the magic dragon Ursa?" Yula asked, panting heavily.
"Captain, we'll help you!" The knights of the guerrilla team raised their weapons and were about to rush forward.
"Shut up! Is this a battle you can participate in?" Yula shouted angrily. "Arrogant and presumptuous, I'll remember this ugliness!"
With that, Yula swung her sword and used frost to stop the knights.
Without the Eye of the God, they were completely powerless against the magic dragon Ursa. Amber's face was slightly pale as she stood next to Yula.
She had already consumed most of her elemental power.
At this moment, the magic dragon in the dark clouds shook its wings again.
A strong wind pressure fell from mid-air, causing Yula's knees to slightly buckle.
The figure of the magic dragon gradually became clear, and a pair of crimson eyes stared at them from mid-air.
Ursa's momentum had increased several times in an instant.
The bloody pressure almost made Yula unable to breathe.
"Was it just playing with us earlier?! Damn magic dragon!!!" Yula shouted in anger.
She used her sword to support her body and didn't fall under the pressure.
Yula finally saw the head of the magic dragon Ursa.
Most of the dragon's head was covered in burns, and one eye was already blind.
According to reason, with such serious injuries, Ursa should have died long ago.
Or maybe it was already dead, and now Ursa was just a moving corpse?
Black flames condensed in Ursa's throat, causing a sense of danger to sweep over Yula's body.
"What is that?!" Amber recognized the black flames.
The black flames from a fallen demon god howled out of Ursa's mouth, and the fireball instantly grew, engulfing Yula, Amber, and the entire caravan.
"Ice Shard, Sever Deep Hatred!!!"
Yula's angry shout sounded from the black fire, and a burst of icy coldness spread out from it.
A light sword made of ice elements pierced the black flames and exploded with a loud noise.
The frost rippled, tearing apart a safe zone in the black flames.
"Don't slow me down here!!!" Yula shouted at the caravan and guerrilla team behind her.
"You guys retreat towards Mondstadt and report the situation to Captain Qin!" Amber added, holding her bow and arrow.
The knights of the guerrilla team gritted their teeth, knowing that they couldn't help much here, and immediately retreated towards Mondstadt.
The caravan hesitated for a moment.
"These wines are to be delivered to the Dawn Winery... If they're not delivered, we'll go bankrupt..." the leading merchant said with reluctance and fear.
Eileen looked towards the carriage bearing the emblem of the Dawn Winery, filled with exquisite wine belonging to the winery.
"We don't have time! Saving our lives is the most important thing, don't waste the opportunity that Miss Yula and Amber fought for!!" Eileen decisively declared.
Eileen organized the merchants to abandon the carriage and retreat lightly.
However, she couldn't help but look towards Yula and Amber.
The two were locked in a fierce battle with the dragon.
"Captain Keqing! If only Captain Keqing were here," Eileen thought with a hint of hope.
But even if Captain Keqing was fast, it would be difficult to arrive in time.
Eileen looked at the sword at her waist, she had always wanted to learn Captain Keqing's Gale Blade, but never succeeded.
"If only I had the Eye of God..." Eileen sighed and said.
She couldn't help but pray to the God of Wind in her heart, hoping that the God of Wind could protect Yula and Miss Amber.
After a moment, Eileen remembered the "Magic God of Trickery - Merlin" she once believed in during her childhood.
Only a child full of fantasies could pray to the Magic God of Trickery.
But Eileen didn't have time for such thoughts now.
She clenched her hands and offered a prayer to the "Magic God of Trickery - Merlin" in her heart as well.
"Master of all tricks, magic, miracles, and dreams in this earthly realm, the Magic God of Trickery - Merlin who walks in the morning mist!"
"Please bless Yula and Amber, and grant them a miracle..."
Just then, the ground beneath Eileen's feet gave way.
A hole suddenly appeared in the grassland, and before she could react, she fell into the hole.