Genshin Impact: Journey to Teyvat

Chapter 291 The Beginning of New Mondstadt

Wendy seemed to enjoy the way the three of them looked at him with stars shining in their eyes. The little sylph fluttered and landed in the middle of the two of them.

"Now that your little wish has been fulfilled, I'm going to start telling you a bedtime story now."

Elf Wendy cleared her throat, and with the sound of his voice, everyone's video changed to a black screen.

In the very center of the screen, the blue-green aperture gradually expanded: "The story I want to tell begins in Old Mondstadt."

The aperture in the center slowly extends forward, gradually transforming into a gust of wind, and the silhouette of the boy appears in the image of chess.

"In the country ruled by that tyrant, I knew a young man."

As these words fell, the entire scene became brighter. The young man was holding a harp and kneeling in a gorgeous tower.

"The young man knows how to play the piano and is looking for his own poems."

The first ray of breeze blew in front of the young man, and with a 'pop' sound, he transformed into the appearance of an elf.

Then the picture changed, and a tall tower appeared in the picture, surrounded by never-ending strong winds, surrounding the tall tower airtightly.

"But he was born within the wind wall and has never seen the blue sky."

A young man appeared in the picture, wearing a brown cloak and looking at the tower with a determined expression: "I want to see birds flying."

That's what the boy said.

The strong wind blew his hair, and the dark clouds on the tower seemed to be showing something: "The young man's eyes are stubborn, and there is light in his pupils."

Accompanied by the howling wind in the background, Wendy continued to narrate this past event in a slightly immature voice: "But his voice was drowned out by the howling wind."

The picture then darkened, and Wendy's voice became a little more urgent: "Because the tornado will only collect carols and will not leave any other sounds."

"...the real sky, the poems and songs outside the cage...aren't they wishes worth fighting for?"

As the screen lights up, the boy and the wind elf seem to be looking at a map. The longing in the boy's eyes is visible to everyone.

Pictures appeared one by one, with trees, hills, floating rocks, and waterfalls flowing down. Wendy's words were filled with sighs.

The last painting was of the sun rising gradually on the beautiful beach. Wendy seemed to be smiling when she said: "So, the boy extended an invitation to me..."

The last thing that emerged from the words was a black-haired boy with tenacity in his blue eyes. He was wearing a brown cloak and a flower on his chest. One hand was stretched forward and the other hand was holding a harp.

"Come with me - crush the tyrant and tear apart the wind wall."

At this time, there seemed to be a bright light behind the young man.

The little wind elf followed the boy, and he led everyone to hold high the flag of resistance. Amos drew his bow behind him and pointed it at the king on the tower.

The young man was still holding the harp in one hand, and raised the other hand high. Behind him was the indestructible tower, already surrounded by fire.

"The young man took up the flag of resistance, and I also joined in the war for freedom. Those who broke through the cage won all the way, causing the gods to collapse, thousands of winds to stir up chaos, and the nations to tremble."

On the other side of the young man, there were countless people who resisted, holding spears and bows and arrows in their hands, aiming at the tower.

As the words fell, the tower split into pieces, bursting out with dazzling light.

It seemed that everything had returned to calm, and there were people supporting each other among the ruins. The perspective gradually moved, and a broken harp appeared in front of everyone.

"In the smoke, we witness the death of the tyrant, and in the ashes, we witness the collapse of the tower."

In the picture, the young man was hit by two arrows and was being held by the shoulders by a man who looked like Diluc. They and the little wind elf in front of the young man were quietly watching everything that collapsed in front of them.

As the strong wind and dark clouds dispersed, a bird flew into the sky. Between the blue sky and white clouds, everything seemed beautiful.

"So, the beginning of New Mondstadt - since then, no one has sat on the throne."

As the scene disappeared, Paimon appeared in front of everyone with an entranced expression: "Ah... what happened next?"

She pressed against the little wind elf: "What happened to the friend you mentioned?"

Ying stopped Paimon from continuing: "Wendy's friend is the same as Stanley..." The following words don't need to be said clearly, Paimon has already understood.

Before she could speak, the little sylph lowered his eyes with a sad look: "Paimon, do you want to know the story behind it?"

Paimon subconsciously replied: "Of course! Don't tantalize me, just tell me!"

"Paimon, can you find some apples for me?" Ying gritted her teeth. She had already reminded this little fool.

Paimon put his hands on his hips and was a little confused: "Why do you suddenly want to eat this now!"

Wendy also changed the topic. He chuckled twice first: "Are you hungry?"

Ying shook her legs: "Yeah."

Gan Lin also shook his legs: "Paimon brought back more apples, and I will make apple pie later."

As soon as he heard that there was delicious food, Paimon restrained his reluctance and folded his arms helplessly, with a hint of doting in his tone: "Well... I really can't do anything to you!"

Wendy watched Ying and Ganlin gently push away Paimon, and then sighed. The little sylph floated in the air, and said in a young and mature voice: "Oh - sometimes I really feel that you are too smart. .”

Although Wendy has become an elf, her tone is still gentle and cheerful when she speaks: "However, perhaps it is best for friends to understand each other well."

Gan Lin shook his legs happily: "So, Wendy, we are friends now, right~"

Looking at the girl with malicious intentions, Wendy hesitated: "...Of course! Isn't Ganlin unwilling?"

"Who says you don't want to!" Gan Lin was slightly excited, then stretched out his hands, looking expectantly at the elf who seemed to be bouncing around.

Wendy was ashamed: "You really can ruin the atmosphere."

However, this also made him feel much better.

Seeing Wendy like this, Ying and Ganlin laughed: "Isn't this great?"

Wendy fell into Ganlin's outstretched hand, just like the statue holding Yinghe Ganlin sitting on his fingertips, the little wind elf was carefully held in Ganlin's hand.

What Wendy said after that was no longer important. Gan Lin looked at the soft elf in his hand, his little heart beating excitedly.

Hey, this is the elf Wendy who can’t be seen at all in the plot!

Now Gan Lin's mind is filled with one sentence: Elf Wendy is standing in the palm of my hand!

Envy? Hahaha! (Yingbao puts his hands on his hips.)