"What do you think?"
Wendy took a sip of dandelion wine, as if she didn't understand Yahweh's words.
"On the view of the wind dragon disaster,"
Yahweh didn't care about Wendy's reaction.
He asked with a chuckle as he savored the cocktail in his hand.
"Wind Demon Dragon and Mond..."
"…What do you think, Barbatos?"
"..."
The nonchalant look on Wendy's face disappeared, and he glanced around with the corner of his eye. The wind in the tavern began to flow, isolating and distorting the communication between the two.
"Compared to this,"
Wendy's expression remained unchanged, and even his tone did not change at all, but there was an inexplicable majesty emerging from him.
The one communicating with Yahweh at this time was not the bard Venti, but one of the "Seven Rulers of the World", the wind god Barbatos.
What follows is no longer a conversation between a bard and a traveler, but a conversation between gods.
"What attracts you to Mond?"
"Is it the wind and the dandelions, or is it poetry and freedom?"
"Foreign God!"
Although with Barbatos's strength, he was unable to see through Yahweh's true nature.
But the temperaments between gods and humans are too easy to distinguish, especially for an ancient god like him.
"Mond's Dandelion... is indeed a cute little fellow..."
Facing Barbatos's question, Yahweh shook the cocktail glass in his hand with a smile on his face.
"However, I didn't come here for her this time. I just came to meet a friend I just met and to help out."
"So it was with that traveler..."
Barbatos understood the meaning of Yahweh's words very easily.
"… Coming down from beyond the starry sky along with a meteor?"
Upon learning of Yahweh's purpose, Barbatos relaxed a little, and his vigilance dissipated.
After all, at such a sensitive time in Mondstadt, the arrival of a god who doesn't even look like an alien god from the continent of Teyvat is not something that can make people relax.
Moreover, although they had not fought exactly, Wendy could vaguely feel it.
This foreign god... is very good at fighting!
He might even be a better fighter than the old man in Liyue!
Now that he knew his purpose, how could he not feel relieved?
As for the truthfulness of Yahweh's words…
Gods and humans are different. Most demons would not bother to lie, let alone a powerful god like Yahweh?
"My affairs are of no importance..."
Yahweh shook his head gently.
"...The people of Mondstadt have forgotten the sky dragon that once protected them."
"Finally, the dragon came with a storm and brought disaster to Mondstadt."
"Should the fools who have forgotten history be punished, or should the foolish beasts who have turned their backs on the east wind be judged?"
"As Mondstadt's wind god, Barbatos, how do you view this matter?"
"…Even if it is a tragic epic in the storm, it is now just a story recorded in books."
Faced with Yahweh's question, Barbatos was rarely silent for a while before he answered.
"As for Tevarin..."
"...Durin's poisonous blood kept it awake at night, and the evil power from the abyss controlled its mind."
"Mondstadt's disaster was not its original intention."
"It used to be such a gentle child, but now it has become so sad and full of anger..."
"But even if you say so..."
After listening to Barbatos' words, Yahweh nodded slightly and continued.
"...The destruction of Mondstadt by the Wind Dragon... Tevarin has already become a reality, and it almost resulted in the death of some people."
"That little fellow from the Knights of Favonius may have organized a team to defeat the Wind Dragon by now."
"Barbatos, how would you handle the current situation?"
Yahweh looked at the young god beside him and asked with interest.
"Should we allow them to attack your followers, or..."
Ever since Amber was seriously injured and on the verge of death by the Wind Dragon, her fate has gone in a completely different direction.
Different from the plot in the game, this time the expedition team against the Wind Dragon really has murderous intentions.
On one side are the people of Mondstadt, and on the other are his own family, Barbatos...
What choice will be made?
Yahweh is really interested!
"...Although his body was corroded by Durin's poisonous blood, Tevarin's strength was not reduced much."
In response to Yahweh's question, Barbatos gave his answer.
"The Abyss Cult seems to have mastered some dangerous technology from outside this world. I was tripped up by the Abyss Cult before, so..."
Barbatos revealed why he did not show up before the Wind Dragon ravaged Mondstadt.
Although he likes to let the humans of Mondstadt solve Mondstadt's own problems, he will inevitably intervene if the development exceeds the limit.
It was precisely because of the obstruction of the Abyss Cult that he missed the opportunity to attack, even if it was only for a short moment...
The development of things has become completely different.
"…This is no longer a disaster that humans can handle!"
Although it was not stated explicitly, Barbatos's meaning was very clear.
This is not a disaster that humans can handle, which means that as a god, he will intervene...
Sure enough, even the God of Wind has his own selfish desires!
As a dependent, Tevarin's position in his heart is different after all.
"Is that your answer, Barbatos?"
The question of interest was answered, and Yahweh stood up directly.
"See you tomorrow, then."
"As a bard who sings epic poems, what kind of poems would you compose?"
"Don't let me down, Barbatos."
After saying this, Yahweh left without waiting for Barbatos to reply.
In response, Wendy simply glanced at the empty seat next to her and continued to taste the remaining half cup of dandelion wine.
"A foreign god?"
"At first I thought he was the old man type, but it turned out to be something completely different!"
"I hope that the wind in Mondstadt...will not become more chaotic because of this!"
After drinking the dandelion wine, Wendy was about to get up when she suddenly seemed to realize something.
Wait, it seems like he hasn't paid yet?
...
Just when a certain disgraced wind god was detained by the bartender for not having money to pay for drinks, Yahweh had already arrived in front of the statue of the wind god.
Come to think of it, it seems like there is something he hasn't done yet?
Never mind, it shouldn't be anything important!
Having gotten the answer he wanted, Yahweh was in high spirits. He stood under the statue, waiting for Ying to find a hotel to meet him.
At this moment, a pure white figure suddenly appeared in his sight.
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