Diluc clasped his hands and looked calm.

It's a rare occurrence that the Order would attack ordinary people.

I don't know why, but the Order always likes to get a big vote.

They are not interested in presetting any plans specifically for ordinary people, and generally speaking, unless ordinary people are involved, they will not deliberately harm ordinary people.

It's not just Mondstadt who can't keep its own people.

With the level of hiding and running away of the Order, coupled with their strength, as long as they are willing, they will be able to seize the opportunity.

Places like Mondstadt and Liyue Harbor are indeed heavily guarded, but what can I do if I want to go out into the wilderness and arrest a few random people in the countryside?

Unstoppable.

When they were in Mondstadt, Diluc was already aware of the problem.

The value of ordinary people is just like that, and the use of the Order to kidnap them is very limited.

On that night, Diluc had already sensed that they were trying to kidnap Jean with ordinary people.

The owner of the winery turned around and wiped the glass on the counter all night, and after the glass was wiped the counter, he did not stop his work until dawn.

It's not that he thought of a solution to the problem, the main thing is that if he continues to work, he can only make the bartender Charles lose his job and go up to the top himself.

If the Order is shameless, it is to attack ordinary people, then there is really no way.

I just can't prevent it.

If Falgar doesn't go on an expedition, the Knights of Favonius won't be able to defend everyone in Mondstadt.

What's more, Falgar is already gone.

This is a gap in hard power, and it is really not something that can be solved by any plan or arrangement.

Diluc knew too well that Jean was sure to eat this set.

When the time comes, throw two or three bloody clothes or simply send two heads back, and Jean will immediately have to fight with all the Favoniur Knights who are preventing her from sending her head, and then insist on sending her head.

She can't stop it.

It can't stop the Order from arresting the Mondstadt, nor can it stop the Order from threatening the Qin with the Mondstadt, let alone eating it.

Why didn't the Fatui use such a useful method?

For the Fatui are considerate.

They threaten Jean with this kind of trick, but Jean will not take the threat, she will only declare war on Solstice immediately.

Jean is kindness, not stupidity.

She wouldn't have fallen into this vicious cycle of the Knights of Favonius and the Fatui at war, but would have escalated the situation into a war between Mondstadt and Solstice.

The matter is getting bigger, and this kind of unscrupulous behavior of the Fatui will only bring trouble to themselves.

The same thing is fearless for the Order.

They don't have tails, and as everyone knows, they're evil organizations.

If you do bad things, you are an evil organization, and if you don't do bad things, you are an evil organization that is planning to do a big vote, in short, you must have a plan.

That can only be "I am a barbarian", what else does Your Excellency have to say?

Ah, yes, yes, you won, your whole family won.

Diluc saw it, Kaeya saw it, Jean and Lisa saw it.

However, the two brothers could only spend the night in the tavern, the librarian almost slept in the library, the acting head sighed all night, and the nuns sat on the roof of the church to watch the sunrise.

They all saw it, and there was nothing they could do.

The turnaround came suddenly.

Diluc looked at the young grass god with a satisfied expression.

This problem has always been there, but it can't be solved.

Until the other day, a bard led the little girl to the tavern.

Diluc didn't even bother to speak, and pointed to the door to signal the other party to hurry out.

The bard didn't look like he was an adult, let alone a little girl, and no matter how free Mondstadt was, he didn't let such a person drink freely.

"Rejoice, O my devout believers! In front of you is Barbatos, the god of the winds—"

Wendy winced her eyebrows, her expression quite ······ Funny: "Isn't it shocking?" Are you so shocked that you want to cry? How about finally meeting the gods you serve? Impressive, right? ”

Diluc pondered for a moment, "Guest, the price of impersonating the Anemo in Mondstadt is severe. ”

He clasped his hands and looked on his face, which could not be described as contemptuous, but only cold: "Besides, I remember you, bard. ”

"You haven't paid off the account on credit in the tavern, dare to ask Your Excellency the Wind God, how do you plan to repay the money?"

The young girl who followed behind glanced at the poet in surprise.

Thick-skinned as Wendy, he was also defeated at this moment.

He can be faceless in front of many people, and these people don't know his identity anyway.

Even he could be shameless in front of the people of Mondstadt, who knew who he was, because Barbatos had sheltered them for so long, and the Anemo God was such a free god.

Only his colleagues······ Actually, that's it.

I even sang to Him on His birthday, and although He doesn't seem to remember it now, we have friendships and are friends.

If it's a friend, it doesn't matter if it's a little embarrassing.

"Hey?" Wendy touched the hat on top of her head, "But I'm really the god of the wind, you believe me, you have to believe me!" ”

"That's enough, Barbatos." Nahida sighed, "Free God, free city-state. ”

"I have no intention of interfering with your rule, and if you think this is the best option for Mondstadt, then I will respect it."

"But I'm here to do something, and you should be a little more serious."

Do not interfere with the rule of other gods.

For a long time in the past, Nahida considered herself an unqualified god.

He ruled over Sumeru, and He was the perfect God at that time.

But after his slumber he lost his strength and wisdom, and he could not handle all kinds of affairs with the same weight and perfection as he had done in the past.

After Nahida restarted, she was tempted to ask her former colleagues for some experience in ruling.

But now that he saw the lazy Wendy, he still felt that he might as well get Rama back and let Rama help him.

I can't count on the ······ of these colleagues Not necessarily, maybe Mondstadt's freedom and their free gods are actually special circumstances? The gods of other countries may not be like this.

No, these two people, an underage drunkard, a little girl, are both gods?

Diluc's eyes narrowed slightly.

Kaeya, sitting in the shadows, touched her chin.

He has the heart to have some problems, but if this is really a god, he goes up with a hippie smile, and something is really going to happen.

Zun Du fake doo?

"There are records of Vanessa within the Order, and she does describe the Aeolus as a juvenile wanderer across the land of Mondstadt."

"Good wine, fond of poetry, lazy temperament, doesn't seem to like to be responsible."

But in fact, he never shied away from the responsibilities of the gods.

He just didn't like to walk in front of the stage, and whenever the people of Mondstadt needed help, Barbatos usually sent down instructions and taught the people how to solve their problems, not for them.

Diluc felt the pressure.

"Are you really the god of wind and grass?"

If it's just the god of wind and reasoning, Diluc really doesn't feel any pressure.

Anyone who finds out that Fengshen actually owes a debt in his tavern will not be stressed.

The minstrel named Wendy is a native of Mondstadt who has only recently returned to Mondstadt – he is a pure Mondstadt, and the air of freedom is clearer than any other Mondstadt.

He sang his poetry so well that Charles occasionally invited him to the tavern for a fee.

Although Charles wouldn't sell him wine, Wendy couldn't help but say to the drinkers, if you think my performance is enough to entertain you, you can just give me wine.

Charles actually won't care about this matter if he goes back and forth.

To be reasonable, you watch a person who is not allowed to drink drink sipping in front of you every day, and Charles doesn't really care too much.

Wendy's routine is to trade performances for wine, and of course the tavern also allows credit, especially for a wonderful bard like Wendy.

As for running away without paying back······ It can only be said that there are really not many people like Teyvat at present.

After all, this is a theocratic society, and people under theocracy still have a lot of respect for things like oaths and contracts.

The god of wind is like that, but the god of grass ······

Diluc looked away.

Actually, it's pretty much the same.

This small style of girl god is really not very deterrent.

"Anyway, that's the way it is." Wendy reached for a bottle of wine from the counter.

After his identity was revealed, he didn't care at all, "I knew Mondstadt was in trouble, so I asked the grass god to take care of it on my behalf. ”

"You have to believe in Him, the power of the little auspicious grass king is quite powerful."

That's nice.

After the identity of the god is revealed, he can drink unscrupulously in front of those in the know.

The key is that God came from afar to solve the trouble in his place.

It's wonderful.

"What about you?" Diluc didn't know what to say for a moment.

But he did believe that this should really be the incarnation of Barbatos.

Vanessa recorded it like this, and it could be exactly the same as the kind of strange thing that Vanessa recorded, and Diluc would admit it even if he was deceived.

It's just a little drink, it's nothing.

"Me? I'll give you guidance later. Wendy gave a thumbs up with a big smile, "I'm sure you'll be able to solve the problem." ”

Kaeya: Huh?

Diluc: Huh?

Nahida: Huh!

"Don't look at me like that," Wendy gestured to Nahida, "It's the responsibility of the Seven Rulers of the World to divide the mortal world and rule one-seventh of each other. ”

"People need to be held accountable in order to have certain powers."

"In the same way, the gods also perform their priestly duties in order to accumulate divine power."

"But I ······"

He stopped at a delicate place.

"But you're a no-brainer, so our wind god isn't really strong, I can understand it that way." Diluc's face was expressionless.

"yes, that's it." Wendy's words reveal a "you're so smart" flavor.

Diluc only looked colder, though.

Nahida hesitated, but didn't debunk Wendy's words.

If the power of the Seven Archons must be strengthened by fulfilling the priesthood, then what about the power of the Demon God before you became the Seven Archons?

It's your own thing, and you can't lose your power because you haven't used it for a long time, right?

But Wendy's attitude was obvious enough.

Thousand Winds might have told him something, so he wasn't nervous at all, and he was even able to tear his mind out of his mind and make a joke.

"Barbatos has His Thoughts······"

The sound of someone opening wine interrupted the argument for a moment.

"He may have had his own ideas." Nahida pursed her lips, "But since He has this attitude, you can only wait, wait for Him to have further plans. ”

"We can wait, but some people probably can't." Diluc looked at the god, "So, Your Majesty the Grass God, what do you need us to do?" ”

It didn't matter if he was messing around or something, but since Barbatos was here, Diluc wasn't worried that Nahida might bully the small.

But even so, he still had to maintain the utmost respect for the gods.

Not necessarily for Wendy.

"My Great Sage has disappeared, and when I returned from the World Tree, my contract with him led me to Mondstadt."

Nahida explained, "I have read the souls of the Fatui, and they have not had any large-scale operations lately. ”

Except for stealing the heart of God.

But this has nothing to do with Rama, and Nahida doesn't mention it.

Reading the soul?

Nahida's words caused the faces of the two people present to change.

Stubborn people always want to be lone heroes with all sorts of plans, and they don't trust anyone but themselves.

And Nahida is the nemesis of these people.

The plan was completely in His sight, and stubbornness seemed unnecessary.

Diluc and Kaeya glanced at Wendy, their faces beaming with the same look of joy.

Well, our God is a little out of tune, but only we know that He is out of tune.

"It's not the Fatui, it's not the land of Mondstadt, it's not the Knights of Favonius, then it's only the Order's means."

Nahida briefly split the question.

Even though Mondstadt was the home of the Knights of Favonius, he chose to put the Fatui ahead of the Knights of Favonius.

Diluc didn't refute.

That's half the good news.

The god of Sumeru himself rushed to Mondstadt, demonstrating the value of this great sage to the god of grass.

Although the Great Sage of Sumeru does not seem to be a good person in any of the various sources, as long as he does not harm Mondstadt's interests, his good or bad is a matter of little matter.

What's more, their current "partner" is God.

Guaranteed cooperation by Barbatos.

They breathed a sigh of relief, as did Nahida.

If there were no problems with memory, the Order's predecessor was the destroyed Kanria.

Kanria was a very difficult enemy, and Nahida didn't want to break in alone and become a send-off.

That's just the case.

The Order is carrying out a plot against Mondstadt, and although it has come with a purpose, it is still an ally of Barbatos.

Because He wants to save people and Barbatos does not have any conflict of interest, which is the basis of cooperation.

That's it······ How does this method make it so familiar?

Nahida's brow furrowed.

Delusion.

Who wouldn't use this method?

Wendy also explained the problem, it was nothing more than bullying the little girl named Qin with a strong sense of responsibility.

Whoever knows this piece of information can try it.

The so-called familiarity should be the reason why this method is too ordinary.

Illusion!

With Wendy's assurance, Nahida still chose to show off her powers as a god of grass, and Diluc confirmed Nahida's identity and confirmed that the drunkard poet was indeed Mondstadt's god of wind.

The identity of the wind god needs to be proved by the identity of another god······

Diluc only let out a long sigh in the end, and then told Charles, the bartender who came later, that he would have unlimited credit for the bard in the future.

Wine is the backbone of Mondstadt, and Diluc, as the owner of Dawn Winery, is the sole leader of Mondstadt.

With the amount of alcohol that this Fengshen incarnate drinks, there will be no trouble for the winery to be open to him without restrictions.

As for why Wendy was given this permission······

Your own God, even if you think He is unreliable, how can you not spoil Him?

Barbatos, after all, is the god who gave freedom to the people and sheltered Mondstadt many times.

"Even though they knew that Barbatos was a little weird, they still chose to worship it."

Nahida pondered, "Sure enough, Eden Hazard, the great sages of the past generations, are indeed innocent of death. ”

It cannot be ruled out that Barbatos has not lost his divine powers.

But Diluc's actions were not out of fear, he was genuinely grateful for the protection of the Anemo God.

The same thing happened to Nahida, who inherited the past of the Great Tree of Mercy after revising history, and the story is characterized by the fact that the god of grass lost all his power and memories in order to protect Sumeru, and was then rejected and imprisoned by the people he protected.

It's a worse choice than what's in the story.

In the plot, Nahida and the Great Cishu King are divided, and for Sumeru, although the little auspicious grass king has the identity of a grass god at that time, in fact, he has never done anything for Sumeru.

Disgusted with the incompetence of the god of grass, and then imprisoning the god of grass, these actions can only be described as disrespectful.

In the overlapping situation, Nahida is naturally kind to Sumeru, and doing this kind of thing in this situation is not only offensive, but also a description of betrayal of the life-saving benefactor.

To be reasonable, this kind of behavior was concocted by Rama in the end, and Nahida not only did not sympathize, but only felt that there was no problem in dying.

And after seeing the reverence of the people of other countries for the gods, he confirmed this answer even more.

Damn it indeed.

The thought only rolled over for a moment.

There is no need to have too high requirements for the dead, and Rama does not have the idea of stopping when he does things.

He killed six sages by their surnames, and if it weren't for Nahida's obstruction, this political revenge would have even affected their students and even their students' relatives and friends.

Rama was not afraid of the trouble they might create.

But killing people is meant to solve trouble, not to create trouble.

It's not clean to kill, it's just to find something for yourself.

Well, so it's still going to be Rama's.

He's mine, and I'm going to get it back!

(End of chapter)