Thank you for the invitation. In heaven, people have become gods.

“A specialty of Mondstadt, it has a slightly sweet aftertaste and the unique aroma of dandelions. It’s such a rare wine that I’m reluctant to finish it!”

He sighed, and then turned his gaze to Yahweh.

"So, is it really because you worship me, the best bard in the world, that you offer me such a fine wine?"

"When I finish drinking this glass of dandelion wine, I will definitely give you the most wonderful poem in the world!"

"No, I'm not interested in your poetry at all!"

After listening to Wendy's words, Yahweh said so expressionlessly.

"Eh? Such an answer is too absolute and cold, right?"

After hearing Yahweh's answer, Wendy showed the same expression as when she just learned that she couldn't drink dandelion wine.

"Right now, I care more about your opinions than poetry!"

Yahweh asked softly with a smile on his face.

Chapter 59: Barbatos’ answer

"What do you think?"

Wendy took a sip of dandelion wine, as if she didn't understand Yahweh's words.

"Opinions on the Disaster of the Wind Demon Dragon,"

Yahweh didn't care about Wendy's reaction either.

He asked with a chuckle while savoring the taste of the cocktail in his hand.

"Wind Demon Dragon and Mond..."

"...What do you think? Barbatos."

"…………"

The casual look on Wendy's face disappeared, and he glanced around with the corner of his eye. The wind in the tavern began to flow, and the isolation distorted 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 person communicating with Yahweh at this time was not the bard Wendy, but Barbatos, the wind god, one of the "seven earthly rulers".

What follows is not a conversation between a bard and a traveler, but between a god and a god.

"What is it about Mondstadt that attracts you?"

"Is it the wind and dandelions, or poetry and freedom?"

"The God of Foreign Lands!"

Although with Barbatos' strength, there is no way to see through the true nature of Yahweh.

But the temperaments between gods and humans are really easy to distinguish, especially for an ancient god like him.

"Mondstadt's "Dandelion"... is indeed a cute little guy..."

Facing Barbatos's rhetorical question, Yahweh shook the goblet containing the cocktail in his hand, the smile on his face unchanged.

"It's just that I'm not here for her this time. I'm just here to meet a friend I just met and help her by the way."

"It turned out to be with that traveler..."

Barbatos easily understood the meaning of Yahweh's words.

"...Along with the shooting stars, coming from outside the starry sky?"

After learning Yahweh's purpose, Barbatos relaxed slightly, and the vigilance in his heart dissipated.

After all, during such a sensitive period in Mondstadt, the arrival of a god who didn't even look like an alien god from the continent of Teyvat was not something that could make people relax.

Moreover, although there was no exact confrontation, Wendy could vaguely feel it.

This alien god...is very capable of fighting!

Maybe even better than that old man in Liyue!

Now that he knew his purpose, how could he not feel relieved?

As for the authenticity of Yahweh’s words…

Gods are different from humans. Most demon gods disdain to lie, let alone a god as powerful as Yahweh?

"My matters don't matter..."

Yahweh shook his head gently.

"...The people of Mondstadt have forgotten the sky dragon that once protected them."

"Finally the dragon came with the storm and brought disaster to Mondstadt."

"Whether the fool who has forgotten history should be punished, or the stupid beast who has betrayed the east wind should be judged."

"As the wind god of Mondstadt, 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."

Facing Yahweh's question, Barbatos remained silent for a rare moment before answering.

"As for Tvarin..."

"...Dulin's poisonous blood keeps it awake at night, and the evil power from the abyss controls its mind."

"The disaster in Mondstadt was not caused by its original intention."

"It was once 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 then continued.

"...The Wind Demon Dragon...that is, Tvarin's destruction of Mondstadt has become a fact, and some people almost died because of it."

"That little guy from the Knights of the West Wind may have organized a team to defeat the Wind Demon Dragon at this time."

"Barbatos, how would you deal with the current situation?"

Yahweh looked at the young god beside him and asked with interest.

"Should you let them hunt down your relatives, or..."

Ever since Amber was seriously injured by the Wind Demon Dragon and was on the verge of death, her fate had completely taken a different direction.

Different from the plot in the game, this time the crusade against the Wind Demon Dragon really had murderous intent.

On one side are the people of Mondstadt, on the other side are their own dependents, Barbatos...

What choice will be made?

Yahweh is really interested!

"...Although his body was corroded by Dulin's poisonous blood, Tewarin's strength has not been reduced much."

Faced with Yahweh's question, Barbatos gave his answer.

"The Abyss Religion seems to have mastered some kind of dangerous technology from outside the world. I was trapped by the Abyss Religion before, so..."

Barbatos revealed the reason why he did not appear before the Wind Demon Dragon ravaged Mondstadt.

Although he likes to let the humans in Mondstadt solve Mondstadt's affairs on their own, if the development exceeds the limit, he will inevitably intervene.

It was precisely because of the obstruction of the Abyss Cult that he missed the opportunity to take action, even if it was just for a short moment...

The development of things has become completely different.

"...This is no longer a disaster that humans can handle!"

Although he didn't say it clearly, Barbatos's meaning was already obvious.

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 motives!

As a dependent, Tevalin's status in his heart was different after all.

"Is that your answer? Barbatos."

The interesting question was answered, and Yahweh stood up directly.

"Then, I'll see you tomorrow."

"As a bard who sings epic poems, what kind of poems will he compose?"

"Don't let me down, Barbatos."

After speaking, Yahweh left without waiting for Barbatos to reply.

In response, Wendy just glanced at the empty seat next to her and continued to taste the remaining half glass of dandelion wine.

"The god of a foreign land?"

"At first I thought it was the old man's type, but it turned out to be completely different!"

"I hope Mondstadt's wind... won't 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 he hasn’t paid yet?

……………………

Just when a certain disgraced Wind God was being detained by the bartender because he had no money to pay for his drinks, Yahweh had already arrived in front of the statue of the Wind God.

Speaking of which, it seems like there's something else he hasn't done yet?

Forget it, it shouldn’t be an important thing!

Yahweh was in a happy mood after getting the answer he wanted. He stood under the statue and waited for Ying to find a good hotel to meet him.

At this moment, a pure white figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

Chapter 60: Barbara, you don’t want to either...

She has blue-grey eyes, light golden natural curly hair tied into twin tails, a white priest's hat on her head, and a priest's dress from the West Wind Church, a white dress with black and blue lace, which highlights the girl's holiness. Her pure temperament prevents anyone from having any evil thoughts.

With such an obvious description, there is no need to guess the identity of the visitor. It is none other than our physical curse-breaker, Miss Barbara.

"Who are you……"

Barbara had just finished praying and came out of the church when she saw an acquaintance under the statue of the God of Wind.

No, in fact, they are just strangers who have met once.

However, it was this aspect that impressed her deeply.

"...the gentleman who treated Amber's injury before."

Barbara did not know Yahweh’s name.

"Just call me Yahweh, Miss Barbara."

Yahweh said this in a gentle tone.

"Mr. Yahweh..."

Barbara walked to Yahweh's side and asked in a concerned tone.

"...Are you lost?"

"Need my help?"

"No, I just made an appointment with Ying to meet here..."

Facing Barbara's concerned questions, Yahweh shook his head gently.

"Eh? It seems that Mr. Yahweh is indeed with that traveler..."

Barbara thought back to the situation.

"But waiting here was a bit boring at first, but now that Miss Barbara talks to me, my mood has improved a lot!"

Yahweh suddenly changed the subject.