Rebuilding Teyvat in another world

“Again—sentence!”

The blazing fire roared, igniting a red flame in the night, and the howling wind added fuel to the fire.

The red-haired young man's eyes were cold and completely different from his divine eyes. His gaze almost froze the seemingly weak and harmless scholar opposite him.

"Wait, wait, stop fighting, stop fighting-"

"Stop, stop, hit me again and I will die."

The weak scholar scurried away with his head in his arms, wailing miserably, which can make those who hear it sad and those who see it cry.

"I didn't come to Mondstadt to cause destruction!"

"Oh, the chanter of the Abyss Order."

A frivolous voice sounded, and the blue-haired young man walked slowly out of the shadows under the moonlight. His aura was not terrifying, but it inexplicably made people feel like the danger of an approaching blade.

The cavalry commander tilted his head to look at him, the Eye of Ice God on his waist shining brightly in the moonlight: "The chanter of the Abyss Order disguised himself as an ordinary tourist and secretly sneaked into Mondstadt during the Wind Flower Festival, but said that he was not here to do anything. Destructive~~"

He prolonged his tone, looked up and down at the disgraced Abyss Chanter with playful eyes, and sneered.

"Do you believe it yourself?"

Fuchikami said honestly: "Of course I believe it."

Kaia raised an eyebrow.

This Abyss Chanter always feels different from the other members of the Abyss Cult.

Why do you feel a little...slick?

...I don't know why, but I always feel that if there was no identity difference, they would definitely get along. It's probably an illusion.

After all, no matter how different he is from the Abyss Order, he is Mondstadt’s enemy.

"Unfortunately, we don't believe it."

The cavalry commander winked at Master Diluc who was standing aside. The man raised his sword again, his eyes filled with condensation.

Things from the abyss should not appear in Mondstadt!

The elemental power on his body was about to explode in an instant, and the elemental burst was about to be unleashed. Kaiya moved a few steps to the side, blocking the spot where Yuan Shang was about to turn around and escape...

"No, no, no, I said, I said!"

"Her Royal Highness the Princess asked me to investigate the situation, but it was just to investigate the situation and there were no other instructions."

Fuchikami was so pitiful that he did not return to his original form even after being beaten up by Diluc. Instead, he begged for mercy with tears in his eyes, much like a weak scholar who was bullied by Mondstadt.

If Kaia had not checked the surroundings, he would have thought that he wanted to take a photo of himself being bullied by the Knights of the West Wind, and then publish it to the world media to use the public opinion of the new era to deal with Mondstadt.

"Oh, let's not go ahead and discuss some plan that is detrimental to Mondstadt."

Kaia smiled and stopped Diluc's ultimate move with her eyes.

Although there is no projector, you still need to be careful.

And Her Royal Highness, it seems that there are some secrets within the Abyss Order.

Diluc frowned slightly, but he did not completely slash the sword at the "weak scholar"'s head. He flipped his wrist and thrust the sword heavily in front of him, driving it straight into the marble floor.

Aisikami shook in response and said hurriedly: "No, Her Royal Highness the Princess asked me to inquire... Her Royal Highness the Prince's news has nothing to do with you Mondstadt. This is an internal matter of our Abyss Religion."

He looked at the two of them warily: "My disguise was put on by Her Royal Highness the Princess. It is so flawless that even my colleagues from the Abyss Religion can't tell the difference. Why can you actually see it?"

"Well..."

Kaia recalled Mr. Abedo's elemental monitors all over Bangladesh and smiled mysteriously: "It's a secret."

"There's no use putting him in jail."

After personally sending Abyss into prison, Diluc said to Kaia: "The Abyss Order is not a simple prison that can be trapped."

"I know."

The cavalry commander touched his blindfold.

"The Abyss and all good gods are mortal enemies. We will not let the Abyss Chanter go so easily. In fact, the Knights have a better plan..."

"No need to tell me."

Diluc rejected Kaia coldly.

"I don't have such a good relationship with the Knights."

"Well, you have to get involved in the end anyway."

"Mr. Night Hero?"

There was a hint of teasing in Kaia's tone.

"I'll investigate in my own way."

Diluc turned and left without looking up.

Kaia behind him sighed softly, looked at the scholar Fuchikami in the small single room, and raised his eyebrows.

"Now that he's gone, it's time for the two of us to be alone."

"This is Mr. Abyss Chanter."

A sharp cold light flashed across his cross-shaped pupils.

…………

"He died in the windless Sea of ​​Silence, and the wind could not take away his soul."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu Stanley, why wasn't it me who died in the Sea of ​​Embers? I used your name in vain, why didn't you stop me?"

"If it weren't for protecting me, a newcomer, you wouldn't have died in that windless place! You already have the name of a great adventurer, but because of me, a waste, you can no longer become a legend."

"If he is still here, if he is still here... Fenghua Festival, has he seen it?"

"I'm old. No matter how hard I try, I can't remember many things. I'm so useless! It's useless..."

"But adventurers, you can't die in that way! You can't...!"

The adventurer cried bitterly to Wendy in front of him.

"Hans Archibald."

It was as if a call came from the sky, together with the unfulfilled sound of the wind in the Sea of ​​Silence. He raised his head in shock. This name that he had not mentioned for countless years was clearly something that even he himself had almost forgotten.

"You, how do you know my real name?!"

"And this wind! It's the sound of the unexpected wind in the sea of ​​​​silence..."

At this moment, his soul seemed to appear in a strange space and returned to the windless sea of ​​embers and silence.

Hans seemed to understand something, and his expression suddenly became extremely excited.

He stumbled up from his seat and stretched out his hand towards Wendy, tremblingly wanting to touch the invisible wind that he had never been able to ask for.

"I, I have always believed in your existence..."

"Can you give me the soul of your old friend?" Wendy said softly to him.

Hans took a deep breath and slowly put his hand on Wendy's.

As a burst of light appeared, when Hans raised his head again, Wendy in front of him had already transformed into his old friend Stanley.

He was looking at himself with a smile, just like when they first met, and the great adventurer seemed to be back again.

Hans stretched out his hand to give Stanley a hug, but when his hand touched Stanley, it passed directly through Stanley's body!

At this time, Stanley's body turned into a ray of light and rose into the sky, and countless breezes flew up to the sky with him. After a burst of light, Hans found himself back in the tavern again.

At this moment, he had already sobered up from the drunkenness caused by alcohol, and he clearly understood that his friend had been saved.

Just like the old legend circulated among adventurers, as long as you die in a windy place, your soul can be taken back to your hometown by the wind god...

He burst into tears: "Thank you...Thank you, Lord Barbatos!"

Mel, who was standing aside, looked at Hans's guilty but finally relieved look and whispered, "Will the wind take away the soul?"

Barbatos, who was not wearing the divine costume, looked at him quietly.

Those clear blue eyes looked at the weather-beaten young man tenderly.

……

When the wind was still young...

Oh, the wind, yes, the wind also has its age.

During Qianfeng's time in power, the rock will also wear away in the years, and the wind also has its own age, although the wind of free hope is like a prodigal, like a child who will not grow up.

When the wind was still young, Old Mondstadt was surrounded by hurricanes blown by the storm, and even birds could not pass. The stormy monarch stood alone on the high tower. This unreasonable monarch saw his people bending and kneeling. He never thought about whether the drizzle-like breeze was bending the backbone of his people. He just thought This is genuine respect and love.

He thought, even though he was tired.

But he protected his people.

A life without severe cold or monsters is the greatest mercy he can give himself.

The priests meekly knelt on the ground and praised the lonely king for his kindness and love.

"King, they are all grateful for your gift, and they all love you."

The lonely king nodded with satisfaction. He thought that his duty as a lover had been fulfilled. He ended his visit to his people once in hundreds of years, and locked himself in the lonely tower to be his superior god.

Gods will not starve to death, so he does not know that what his people really need is gods.

God is very powerful, and he does not know the fragility of humans.

He is also unwilling to step down from the altar.

So people had to fend for themselves.

Paimon interjected next to the cutscene: "It's definitely not you."

Bard: "Of course not me, because I was just a little sylph back then."

"At that time, I was just a wisp in a thousand winds. I didn't have the personality of a god, nor did I have a human form... I was just a subtle elemental spirit in the wind, a breeze that could bring about change and hope."

Wendy nodded, "The way I look now is just like that fake Stanley. I am a borrowed 'friend'."

He moved his fingertips, and a wisp of cyan wind formed a small sylph in the air. It was wearing a big cloak and a black face. Paimon carefully stretched out his finger and pointed it, and exclaimed: "It's so small. so cute."

"Were you so cute before?"

"of course."

The wind god sitting on the tree in the sky shook his legs, and the wind crystal butterfly beside him danced happily under the moonlight, scattering stunning wind element particles around him.

His young face looked like a dreamer against the backdrop of little glimmers of light.

The bard cleared his throat and continued to play the strings, singing melodiously.

The story I want to tell begins in "Old Mondstadt". In that country ruled by tyrants, I knew a young man.

The young man knows how to play the piano and find his own poems. But he was born within the wind wall and had never seen the blue sky.

The boy wanted to see the birds flying, but his voice was drowned out by the howling wind, because the tornado only collected carols.

The young man extended an invitation to me. Come with me to crush the tyrant and tear apart the wind wall!

The young man raised the flag of resistance, and I also joined the war for freedom.

The throne of the gods collapsed and the kingdoms were shaken. We witness the death of tyrants, the collapse of towers...

Thus, the beginning of New Mondstadt... Since then, no one has sat on the throne again.

The wind elf is a lovely wind elf, and the boy is a brave young man. Together they have passed through many obstacles, overcome many hardships, and completed an epic adventure. Then, like all the brave men who have completed the story summary, they stand and become The last level that the strongest brave man must challenge.

The lonely king of the tower.

Several people listened quietly around him.

Even Paimon put down the little sylph in Wendy's hand. His singing attracted all the attention.

Several sparrows were drunk, and the element in the wind was like a gentle hand, gently stroking their furry little heads. The healing power was unconsciously integrated into their bodies, as if they were being touched in the hands of the emperor.

Let Jiu feel nostalgic.

At some point, Mr. Diluc was also leaning on the tree trunk in the distance, bathing with them in the tiny leaf shadows left by the moonlight under the tree.

The combination of elves and humans defeated the gods. After experiencing countless arduous challenges, they became powerful warriors. The wind wall of the lonely king in the tower was destroyed. The crown of the wind god fell on the head of the elf. He grew wings and possessed After losing his name as a god, he is no longer a little wind elf.

The wind god no longer has a priest who decides everything.

No one in the windy city wears the crown as king anymore.

Until humans forgot their original promise, and they wanted to gain superior status and power...

"This is so sad."

Until the song ended, the lingering sound lingered, and no one spoke to break the silence for a long time.

Still, Paimon couldn't help but said lowly: "Why can't everyone live happily together?"

"The descendants of those heroes will also become so..."

"This is what people are."

Wendy said slowly.

"Paimon, the original heroes have not changed, it's just that their lives are too short."

Wendy lowered her eyes gently.

"Human beings are like this. There are good and bad, noble and despicable. The complexity of human nature is also a major feature."

Mel had been listening quietly before, and now he asked: "Then you have been in the world for thousands of years and have seen countless dirty human natures. Why do you still have expectations for human beings?"

Wendy looked at him and smiled slightly.

"I still love humans to this day."

"I am the god of wind. The secrets of all the windy places in this world cannot be hidden from my eyes. Even now, I can see countless evils growing at any time."

Mel frowned deeply for a moment.

“But at the same time, there’s tons of good being done.”

But even a light wind can occasionally turn heavy.

Although it is only a moment that is difficult for mortals to detect.

Wendy said softly: "At moments like this, I can't help but think of...the song I heard from him."

"Fly, fly."

"Just like a flying bird, look at the world for me, fly to the sky for me..."

I use his face to walk on the journey he once expected.

I have also received countless kindnesses from human beings.

And from you.

Mr. Mel.

How could I be disappointed.