Genshin Impact: The Beginning of the Wind

Genshin Impact: From the Wind (Author: The Boy Who Changed His Heart)

Summary:

Is this you?

Wendy held up a blurry photograph and asked Su Feng a question.

"it's me!"

Su Feng nodded in agreement.

"This isn't you!"

Wendy slammed the photo of a person with emerald green wings and bandages wrapped around their body onto the table and roared angrily at Su Feng, who was frantically drinking alcohol.

"I knew it wasn't me! How could I possibly be a member of the Wind God's retinue!"

As if he had received some confirmation, Su Feng turned to the traveler, whose face was full of disdain, and said this. The traveler had completely given up hope on these two treacherous individuals.

Is it really okay for Mondstadt to fall into the hands of such a god and his retinue?

★ The city touched by the first winds ★

Chapter One: The Unheard-of Story

"The innocent girl eventually donned her own crown of thorns and became an eternal princess."

The clear, melodious yet melancholic sound of the piano echoed through the tavern, and the previously noisy drunks quickly quieted down. The boy's slightly sorrowful voice flowed gently into their hearts like a stream.

"The princess bid farewell with a smile to her blood relatives, her lover, her best friend, and her teacher."

"Then he stepped onto the carriage full of his former enemies without hesitation!"

The boy's voice grew lower and lower, and as he sang, the atmosphere in the tavern also became much more somber. In an instant, the tavern, which should have been filled with laughter, seemed to turn into a solemn farewell ceremony.

"The princess bid farewell once again to her enemies who were already asleep, and to her former self, and then, just like at the beginning, she showed an innocent smile as she drove in the rumbling carriage toward her destined cocoon."

"Eternal princess! Innocent maiden!"

"What do you have to give up to be housed in the last cocoon? And when will you be able to see us again?"

As the boy's last voice faded, the lyre in his hand also fell to its final note. But even though the story had come to an end, the tavern still did not return to its previous hustle and bustle.

"Whoo~"

"So, everyone, the story is over. Anyone want to buy me a drink?"

When the music finally stopped, the boy let out a long sigh of relief and then broke the silence in the tavern without hesitation. His playful way of asking for drinks and tips finally brought the drunkards, who had been immersed in this long but captivating story, back to reality.

However, at this moment, the drunkards all looked at the boy with dissatisfaction.

"I mean... Su Feng... what kind of weird name is that?!"

"Besides your rather strange name, why do you always like to ruin the atmosphere?"

"That's it!"

"We won't shortchange you on your drinks or your tips, there's no need to be in such a hurry!"

The drunkards, awakened from their reverie by the boy named Su Feng, expressed their dissatisfaction and began to denounce him. They felt as if they were about to finally meet their goddess in their dreams, only to be forcibly woken up, which was extremely unpleasant.

If this were an ordinary person, they might have been thrown out of the tavern, but unfortunately, the person doing this was the very guy who brought them this wonderful story.

Moreover, the bright green wind-attribute God's Eye hanging conspicuously on his chest clearly told everyone that this seemingly weak boy was not someone to be trifled with.

There aren't many Eye of the Vision in Teyvat. For most ordinary people, those who possess the Eye of the Vision and wield elemental power are formidable beings that are absolutely not to be trifled with.

"Hehe~ Who told me to put on such a show for you guys for so long?"

"You know, I haven't had a sip of delicious wine in ages. Now that the performance is finally over, of course I have to ask for payment!"

Despite being universally condemned, Su Feng shamelessly continued to demand the wine he deserved from those around him, which only drew more shrill boos from the drunkards around him.

"Do you mean 'the long time' you were referring to was less than ten minutes ago when you downed a whole glass of Diluc's finest reserve wine?"

"unacceptable!"

"That's it!"

"You didn't even share some with me!"

"It's just... um?"

Despite the commotion in the tavern, the complaining drunks still generously handed over their share of the money to Lord Diluc, who had been working as the bartender at the counter.

"Hey!"

"Master Diluc, could you please bring me another glass of your finest wine?"

Although he was heavily criticized by his audience, Su Feng didn't care at all. He looked at Diluc, who was still wiping the glass with a cold expression, with longing in his emerald green eyes.

"You really..."

Diluc, who is known for his aloofness, surprisingly showed a hint of helplessness when faced with the drunkard in front of him.

"This is the last glass. My collection isn't that extensive. From now on, you'd better stick to drinking regular wine or dandelion liqueur!"

With a hint of heartache, Diluc poured Su Feng a glass of wine that looked quite precious, and then issued his ultimatum without hesitation.

"Eh?"

Su Feng was stunned on the spot when he heard these words after finally getting a full glass of wine in his hand and was about to enjoy it.

Suddenly given an ultimatum, he opened his mouth slightly as if he wanted to explain something, but before he could speak, Diluc interrupted him.

"You have no idea how to appreciate wine. No matter how precious the wine is, it will be drunk in one gulp if it's in your hands. You might not even be able to tell the difference between good and bad wine."

"Since such a precious wine is so good, it certainly shouldn't be wasted on a tasteless drunkard like you."

Diluc's words were full of disdain for Su Feng's taste, which made Su Feng quite indignant. Unfortunately, just as he was about to defend himself, he saw Diluc's almost emotionless crimson eyes.

"..."

"If you don't want to give me good wine, then don't! Why are you being so fierce!"

"You're clearly a fire elementalist, but you act like an ice cube. You'll be teased as Count Lulu for this."

Stunned, Su Feng could only frantically slander Diluc. Unfortunately, he didn't have the guts to offend the tavern owner, and his voice was so low that even Diluc, who was right in front of him, couldn't hear what he was saying.

Of course, despite the complaints, the fine wine in front of us shouldn't be wasted.

While Diluc was right, that didn't stop Su Feng from enjoying a glass of wine, especially since it was the last glass of fine wine he could have...

Huh? Where's my wine?

When Su Feng reached for his wine glass, he was surprised to find that the glass that should have been his was empty!

Upon discovering this fact, Su Feng blinked involuntarily, revealing an incredulous expression. He never imagined that he would lose the last glass of wine in just a moment of distraction.

As for the culprit behind the disappearance of the fine wine... after seeing the white-haired boy in the green cloak beside me, is there still a need to search for the culprit?

In Mondstadt, only the other party could take what belonged to him under his perception. However, considering the other party's status, it is probably impossible to get this cup of wine back.

Chapter Two: The Exchanges Between Bards?

"I mean... Green shuttlecock, isn't it a bit much to just steal my wine like that?"

"Can I call the Knights of Favonius to come and arrest you right now? If I do that, you'll really become a laughing stock in some people's eyes."

Although he knew that the other party was the Anemo Archon of Mondstadt, Su Feng did not care at all about the other party's dignity as the ruler of the mortal world - after all, as the Anemo Archon himself had thrown his dignity into the sewers, so it was unlikely that others would care too much.

Of course, no matter what, the other party is still the ruler of the mortal world. Putting aside the power bestowed upon him by the heavens after he took power, the other party's own strength is by no means simple. Su Feng is not like some arrogant mortals who dare to really treat the other party as a 'rat in a warehouse'!

But this doesn't stop Su Feng from getting a verbal advantage, and Barbatos himself is unlikely to care too much about it.

"Hey!"

"I haven't had this kind of fine wine in so long! I just couldn't resist when I saw it!"

"Besides, I've been thrown into Mondstadt's prison before, so it doesn't matter!"

Despite being in the wrong, the wind god named Wendy showed no embarrassment whatsoever, and even spoke with a hint of self-righteousness.

"The prisons in Mondstadt are so much better than they used to be, I wouldn't care if I were thrown in again."

"Of course, if possible, I, as the best bard in the world, can sing you a song as payment for your drinking with me!"

"Is this okay?"

As Wendy said this, she blinked, and for a moment she even looked a little playful.

"..."

"You've already taken the payment in advance, so what can I say?"

Su Feng suddenly realized that his feelings were somewhat complicated—because he suddenly understood what kind of helplessness others had felt when facing him in the past.

Is this what they call "one thing subdues another"?

"Hmph, don't worry, as the best bard in the world, I will definitely not let you down!"

"But let's have a proper chat first. After all, you stole the title of 'Mondstadt's Best Bard' while I was away. Now that I'm back, we should have a proper comparison to decide who deserves the title!"

Although she is not a competitive person, Wendy was also inspired to compete when someone challenged her in the bard profession.

Wendy could compromise on everything else, but she would never back down on poetry and music.

"Then forget it. I only have one or two stories that no one has ever heard before. Apart from those few stories, I can't compare to you."

"After all, you are indeed the best bard in the world."

Su Feng was still somewhat self-aware. Although the people of Mondstadt had indeed been fond of his poetry recently, he was far inferior to Wendy, who had been immersed in poetry for thousands of years.

Putting aside Venti's thousands of years of accumulated knowledge, the fact that he controls the Thousand Winds alone means that he is definitely one of the people who knows the most stories and secrets of the Teyvat world.

After all, there are very few places that can escape the gaze of a thousand winds. The only thing that can restrain Wendy is that he is unwilling to publicize most of his secrets and stories.

The novelty was almost meaningless to Wendy; he had seen far too many stories over the years.

"Eh?"

Wendy was completely stunned when Su Feng actually admitted defeat.