[Genshin Impact] A world where only travelers are alone

Cecilia tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

She had lost count of how many times she had sat up from the bed to look at the clock in the corner of the room. Later, she even changed into her going-out clothes, put on a cloak that could cover Lawrence's bright hair color, and waited quietly by the bed.

There is only a little bit left until the agreed time, but the closer it gets, the more nervous I feel.

Cecilia clutched her chest, listening to her heartbeat getting faster and faster.

It wasn't until the clock struck twelve that someone knocked on her window.

Cecilia took a deep breath and drew aside the curtains.

The first thing that catches your eye is the young poet’s bright eyes.

The weather outside seemed very cold, and his nose and fingertips were a little red, but the smile on his face when he saw her again was still as warm and gentle as ever.

"..."

His lips moved as if he said something, but Cecilia couldn't hear clearly through the glass.

The people outside seemed to notice this as well and scratched their heads in embarrassment.

He moved closer, and the hot air from his breath fell on the glass, immediately covering it with a hazy white mist.

Cecilia looked at him blankly as he stretched out his hand and slid it over the white mist. His fingertips left a clear trace as they fell, and finally formed a simple sentence -

【Good evening. 】

He said.

"Good evening." Even though she knew that no one outside could hear her, Cecilia still replied softly and drew a small smiley face behind the words he wrote.

Wendy smiled and knocked on the window, indicating that it was time to open the window for her.

Cecilia was startled and hurriedly opened the window for him, but Wendy did not come in. Instead, she stretched out her hand to her from outside.

"got windy--"

The poet's hair fluttered in the wind, and blue feathers fell from around him and swirled around him.

Cecilia couldn't see the feathers.

Only the holder of the Eye of God can capture the existence of elemental power, but this did not prevent her from being shocked by the scene before her.

If freedom also has an agent, it should be the person in front of her.

"Come back to your senses, Cecilia, it's getting late, we should leave~" Wendy winked at her.

Cecilia's eyes fell on his face and hands...

Perhaps because of years of practicing musical instruments, his fingertips have thin calluses, and the feeling of touch is not that comfortable, but it feels reassuring.

Cecilia squeezed his hand, closed her eyes, and mustered up the courage to step out.

"Be careful." Wendy held her waist, but only touched her lightly to help her before she stepped firmly.

When Cecilia got used to this feeling and her hands loosened, he chuckled and said, "Don't be afraid. The wind will protect you. The wind god will protect every citizen of Mondstadt."

He was right. Cecilia could feel the force she felt when she reached out with her toes. It was as if she was being lifted up by someone. Even though she fell a little due to inertia when she was put down, the force was always there.

"Open your eyes and take a look."

Cecilia opened her eyes as she was told, and saw a strange scene where there was nothing under her feet, but there were shallow ripples.

With Wendy's support, she walked forward slowly, one step at a time. The ground under her feet felt soft, like slime, and swayed slightly.

As she walked, the cloak revealed the hem of her skirt, which swayed in the wind, as if the flower patterns on it were being caressed by the wind.

"Do you like it?" the young poet asked softly. Cecilia looked down.

Under the hazy moonlight, the usually majestic and solemn Lawrence house seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, so unreal that she even had the illusion that the place was not so cold after all, but instead revealed the kindness of her father.

She was mesmerized by the sight.

"It's beautiful. Everything feels different." Cecilia lowered her eyes, then smiled at Wendy and shook her head. "Thank you, Teacher Wendy."

She likes today's moon and today's wind very much, they are very gentle.

He is also very gentle.

*
The landing point was the roof of a lucky man in Mond.

Cecilia wrapped her cloak tightly around her and jumped down with the help of Wendy.

It was the eve of the Badminton Festival, but the atmosphere tonight was very strange. It was totally unlike the lively atmosphere Cecilia had seen when she was a child, and it was also totally unlike the tourists from various countries that Wendy had mentioned.

On the contrary, it was very quiet——

Cecilia looked around in confusion. The street was so quiet that she could even hear their footsteps clearly.

"Teacher Wendy, what's going on?" she couldn't help but ask.

In her memory, the Badminton Festival is a grand celebration that lasts for fifteen days. It is a celebration for the people of Mond. Every time this time comes, everyone will be busy for a long time preparing for the celebration.

Although it is indeed very late now, I should still be able to meet some people. Why is it so completely quiet?
Wendy lowered her head and murmured, repeating her words, but her tone did not sound as clueless as hers: "Yes, what's going on?"

He didn't seem to plan to answer her, and changed the subject, "I'm sorry, Cecilia, I couldn't let you see the tourists from various countries you wanted to meet, but if you don't mind, I can accompany you to other places you want to go."

So the words she originally wanted to say were blocked, and she no longer had the chance to speak. Cecilia could only give up thinking and think about where she most wanted to go.

Then, she had the answer: "...the tower. I want to see the tower."

The tower is located in the Thousand Winds Square in Mondstadt, where the statue of the God of Wind used to be. However, six hundred years ago, the Church of the God of Wind split into two parts. The nobles toppled the statue of the god and chose to build a tower instead.

Leading the charge was her family, the Lawrence family.

Wendy took her to the foot of the tower.

Looking at the towering building in front of him, he said with emotion: "According to tradition, the climax of the celebration will come in a while, and there should be girls standing on the tower and throwing badminton down, right? From this point of view, this tower is not bad. At least it can protect the safety of girls better than the previous wind god statue..."

He stroked his chin in thought, while Cecilia on the other side looked up at the entire tower.

[Cold and noble, not afraid of rage, strong and calm, not shaken. 】

She saw the small words engraved on the high tower, and also saw the familiar furnishings in the tower - just like in her dream.

Sure enough, it wasn't just a dream?
Cecilia lowered her eyes in thought.

But before she could figure out what was going on, Wendy came up to her and said, "What are you looking at? You look so engrossed."

"【Cold and noble, not afraid of anger, strong and calm, not shaken.】..." He read out the small words, "If I remember correctly, this should be the family motto of the Lawrence family, right? Do you want to go back?"

Cecilia was silent for a while, then nodded.

Rather than staying outside, after confirming the reality of the dream, she actually wanted to find out the reason behind it.

Perhaps the only person who could answer her question was her knowledgeable father.

After all, she already had a vague guess in her mind that this might be related to the Lawrence family trial.

(End of this chapter)