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However, Sora, who was dragged into comparison, didn't care at all. The smile did not change at all, and he picked up the wine glass in his hand.

Yes, wine glasses.

Opportunities are rare and hard-won. Because his current cup was taken directly from Wutong, and the glass Wutong filled was poured directly from the wine bottle in front of Wendy, so it was naturally wine, not underage juice. This was the first time he drank alcohol in Teyvat. Everything else is casual.

"Ah, yes, do you know that rainbow tour that is said to be large enough to span the seven kingdoms of Teyvat?"

Wutong nodded and licked the moist wine from his lips: "I heard about it. What, is it going to be done?"

"Oh, the thunder is loud but the rain is light. It's just a music festival anyway, and the organizer even tricked me. Although they let me go last time, I heard they are still active." This thing is really depressing, and Xin Yan gets excited when he thinks about it. Terrified, he sighed with a slumped face and raised his glass: "I really wanted to see the person in charge again, but I didn't expect that the ceremony would not proceed again... Could it be that they messed up the matter again?"

"Music depends entirely on inspiration. Maybe they stopped the performance because they had no inspiration. But, your journey was not in vain. This time you walked, you came to me, um~ you entered the palace of music." Wendy He smacked his lips with a satisfied expression. While comforting Xin Yan, he also did not forget to praise the city-state he loved. Bragging is equivalent to praising Mond, isn't he Mond? And the free wine tastes better than the usual paid wine.

However, Xin Yan crossed his arms and predicted in advance: "In the music palace, there are not only good melodies, but also exquisite stories. Only in this way can it be recognized by the bard, right?"

"Haha, of course! You know bards so well. In return, I'm willing to tell you a story." He was in a good mood and did what he said. Wendy stood up from her seat holding the table and chair and stood in the aisle.

Xin Yan was surprised: "Hahahaha, little brother, you are so funny. Are all bards like this?"

Maplehara Manyo covered her lips with a cup, watched Wendy take out her harp and sighed: "When I traveled elsewhere, I met other bards, but none of them were as funny as you."

"There must be a gap in imagination between us, so next, I'm going to tell you a whimsical story to cheer you up."

The poet who was praised first thanked the audience in a gentlemanly manner, and then lowered his eyes and plucked the strings. A moving melody sounded, and a voice that tasted like sweet beer after drinking wine narrated the story. It's like the berries dotting the apple filling, and the blue flame jumping from the mouth of the Death in the Afternoon cup. It's dreamy, beautiful, and intoxicating. Even in this inconspicuous corner against the wall, there was no applause or notice, but the surrounding guests couldn't help but listen quietly.

Legend has it that there is an emerald-like island in the middle of the sea. The Great Demon King Dudu lives there happily with his subjects. Every Doodle will jump into the water after birth, some swim, and some are washed away by the waves, and come to Mondstadt to become good friends with children.

Duduke made a new friend in Mondstadt, the Spark Knight. However, the Big Devil disagreed and asked the Knight to go to the island to prove himself. So, the little knight took her most important partner and walked through the wind and waves to the center of the sea. But the devil was not there, the devil lied...

There is no trial, no fire and no interrogation. The little knight's witch mother built a summer city there as a gift to her.

——Summer is the season of love, freedom and relaxation. All the people who come here, please sing, dance, and be happy.

"...The story ends here." Once again receiving applause from everyone in the tavern, Wendy's expression did not change much. It was still the same as the beginning. Even the other Cecilia flowers on her hat were flying in the air with the movement. Sliding in an elegant arc.

Feng knew everything. Originally, they decided to come to the tavern to find each other and ask about the island. However, Sora and Wutong were not surprised by being beaten first.

Maplehara Manyo felt more and more that her trip this time was worth it. When it comes to travel... you really can't plan in advance. Setting off at any time and following your heart is the best option: "It's interesting. It makes me want to visit that island too."

"Haha, as long as you like it. There is wine on the table, I have a story, this is what fate is called." After sitting back in his seat, he soon found that a waiter had placed another glass of apple juice in front of him. Wendy was overjoyed. Turning to look at Wutong.

The other party was tossing the mola in their hand that they had just guessed could be used right or wrong. He smiled and raised his glass to signal.

It's good when it's lively and lively. Xin Yan was not cool at all. He immediately picked up the cup in his hand and greeted the others at the table: "Okay, let's drink to the music! Let's drink together, Sora and Manyo!"

"Don't worry, if you don't want to drink, there are fruit drinks here." Sora raised his hand, pointed at the grape juice, raspberry juice, apple juice, etc. that had been left aside for a long time, and said to Wanyu.

Wan Ye picked one at random: "Then I will choose juice. Well, just choose this color."

It was probably Wendy's performance that stirred up the atmosphere. Some people from Mondstadt, even if they were not bards, took out their xylophones and sang two songs after having a drink.

There is no Mondstadt who cannot play the xylophone. This seems to be innate in the blood. Xin Yan and Wan Ye were curious and tried their hand at it. I used the Wind Flower Festival souvenirs in Sora and Wutong’s backpack.

Someone hummed some strange tunes, someone made up some poems that were either awkward to pronounce or rhymed smoothly. The juice and wine were mixed together, and the crystal clear liquid splashed under the light, shining like stars in the sky outside.

Kong was inexplicably dragged over to drink one glass after another with the others, while Wutong and Wendy started playing Mora again. This time Wendy didn't cheat, and used the sound of the wind to judge how many times Maura had spun in the air, because the rule was that only losers would drink, and he wished he had lost twice more.

While Kong was not nearby, Wendy looked at Diluc, who was frowning slightly, and then at Wutong, whose cheeks were red from drinking. Biting the wine glass, he came up with an idea: "Hey, Wutong, for the last one, how about we change the bet?"

Wutong felt dizzy, but not to the point of losing his mind and acting drunk. He slowly approached and asked, "Huh? What to change?"

Wendy shook her legs and smiled maliciously: "Replace wine with love poems, with love songs."

"If I remember the time correctly... this year's Wind Flower Festival has passed...?"

"Who said we can only sing at the Fenghua Festival? Just like you did at the Fenghua Festival. Do you want it?" Wendy leaned on the table and leaned closer, lowering her voice and pretending to whisper: "They are all drunk. No one will even notice."