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"In other words, the flower of the wind that Mondstadt calls is the dandelion!" Paimon clapped his hands together and suddenly realized.

Flora neither nodded nor shook her head, and looked at Pinwheel Juice beside her: "Well... probably so. Actually, I'm not sure, but our family has always felt this way."

"That's wrong." A male voice sounded from behind Paimon and Sora, and they turned to look over.

Sensing that it was very abrupt, the man wearing brown cloth and carrying a bamboo basket scratched his head: "Ahem, I happened to hear what you said, and I couldn't help but...are you talking about the Flower of the Wind?"

It's Quinn from the fruit stand.

Paimon nodded: "Yes, do you want to join us too?"

"No, no, no, I'm just here to correct you. The flower of the wind is not a dandelion, but a windmill chrysanthemum."

Flora, who had just gone to the back to pick up some pots of windmill chrysanthemums, saw a familiar figure and said hello with a smile: "Ah, Quinn, hello."

Quinn raised his hand, taking it as a reply, and then looked at several pots of fresh pinwheels on the table: "Flora, there must be a lot of people coming to your store to buy pinwheels recently, right?"

"Huhu...yes! After all, what Sister Wutong presented last year was the windmill chrysanthemum."

"Hahaha, yes, Miss Wutong's poem is still listed as the first-class masterpiece of our Pinwheel Ju School. It can be said that no one was not moved by this poem back then."

Paimon heard that Wutong had written a poem last year and was very famous. His curiosity suddenly aroused and he shouted to listen to it.

When Kun En saw this, he was very happy, so he patted his chest, cleared his throat, and began to slowly read the poem: "I just accidentally agreed to watch the moon for the sleeping flowers all night, and from then on I went to the wilderness every night, every night. I look forward to a cloudless night. No one knows that my heart is dirty and misleads me into loving the stars."

"Wow--"

"Huhu...listening to it again, I still find it amazing."

"Yes. The windmill chrysanthemum is both a symbol of Mondstadt and the embodiment of a windmill, representing wind and freedom. It has to be the flower of the wind!" Quinn was full of confidence, and Paimon gave a thumbs up to the sky. : "Believe me, you're right! The orthodox flower of wind in Mondstadt is definitely the windflower."

"Huh? Is that so?" A woman came over with an unfamiliar face. Paimon looked at Sora and blinked helplessly.

Flora: "Yeah, Beja, you're here too."

Beatrice smiled and waved, then turned to Quinn and said seriously: "The Flower of Wind...isn't it the Cecilia Flower?"

"Ah? Really?" Pamon leaned close to Kong's ear. She now felt that things like the Wind Flower were very mysterious.

"Hey~? The Flower of Wind is the Cecilia Flower... This is the first time I've heard of it... Ah, that over there... is Sister Wutong!"

Hearing Flora calling Wutong, Sora and Paimon turned around at the same time. Sure enough, not far from the Adventurers Association, a good-looking woman was frowning slightly and folding her hands. He was stunned for a moment after his name, then sighed helplessly and walked over.

"You two, just run around in Fenghua Festival. I heard you are still asking others if they need help?"

Paimeng saw the visitor squinting his eyes and lying on Sora's shoulder, pairing his index fingers with each other: "Hey, hey, this... Hey, how did Wutong know?"

Wutong put his hands on his hips and looked at Sora. Surprisingly, the other person did not dodge. He tilted his head slightly and looked straight at him. The sun was shining brightly.

"...When I went to the Fountain Square to look for you, I asked Sarah, and she told me that there was a golden-haired idiot with a little kid, and he was looking around for people during the Fenghua Festival to ask if he needed help."

Golden Retriever: "We are here to hear about the Wind Flower Festival and the Wind Flower."

The little one nodded and agreed: "Yeah, and we just learned about the flowers and poems you presented last year."

"...Listen to me, the definition of the flower of the wind is indeed controversial, but people in Mondstadt generally believe that the flower of the wind is either a dandelion or a windmill." Quen leaned forward slightly, spread his hands, and looked extremely He looked like he didn't understand, and his voice became louder unconsciously: "These two kinds of flowers have their own histories. You can find out just by asking around! On the contrary, it's the Cecilia flower. I, I've never heard of it."

Beatrice: "What did you say!"

"Just telling the truth, don't glare at me..."

"You! Humph, forget it, I won't tell you anymore."

"Huh? Beja? Beja!" Kun En turned to look at the people standing next to him in confusion, and then looked at Beatrice who walked away without looking back: "Strange, why are you angry? ..What did I say wrong? This is what everyone knows about Wind Flower..."

Paimon: "Uh...uh..."

Flora watered the flowers and dangled them with a smile: "Huhu, don't quarrel, don't quarrel."

"How about I close the stall later and I go find her to apologize. Alas... Although I don't understand why she is angry, she accepts the fact that she deserves an apology. Maybe this is life." Quinn held his forehead and waved to the four of them. After waving, he left with the bamboo basket on his back.

"Ha... such a strong festive atmosphere." Wutong smacked his lips, looking indifferent, then squatted down and observed several bottles of Cecilia flowers on the ground.

Flora: "After all, the Wind Flower Festival is a festival for freedom, the God of Wind and lovers."

"Aha... That's it..." Paimon's mind was still stuck on the dispute between Quinn and Beatrice, and he pointed at the various flowers on the table with a complicated look: "But you guys can't even take the wind?" The flower is that nothing can achieve unity.”

"This is the Mondstadt." Wutong stood up with a smile. She had not yet decided what flowers to use this year, so she simply did not choose them yet.

"Yes, these are the people of Mondstadt. Food, wine, and flowers. You three, I hope you will also be happy in this celebration."

After saying goodbye to Flora, the three of them walked towards the church and chatted. Paimon still had a lot of doubts about the so-called Flower of Wind, but Wutong was free to explain it. In fact, as long as the explanation was reasonable and consistent with the wind god's Concept, Xiao Dengcao and Gourmet Fruit are also capable of fighting.

When you come to the square outside the church, you can feel the strong festive atmosphere. The overall tone of the hanging decorations is blue-green. You can see garlands and orange windmills everywhere. The blue and white hanging flags contrast with the blue sky and white clouds at this moment. , the movement of the Barbatos statue holding both hands is like sending blessings and grace to everyone, blowing together with the dandelions floating in the wind to every corner of Mondstadt.

"Ah! It's a singer! And Bennett!"

Hearing Paimon's voice, a young man wearing goggles, a white sleeveless top and dark shorts stopped chatting with others. At a loss, he forcefully raised the corners of his mouth and grinned at the three of them. Not a good smile: "It's you, are you here for the Wind Flower Festival? I hope you can have fun." Then he sighed deeply: "Oh... I don't know when it will be my turn. Accepting guidance...What should I do? The thought of learning poetry makes me a little nervous..."