Genshin Impact: The Beginning of the Wind

After pondering for a moment, the short old man holding the ceremonial staff coldly uttered these words. Upon hearing this, even the executives, who were usually extremely indifferent to each other, couldn't help but look at the winter-stricken mayor with a rather unpleasant gaze.

"This is truly indescribable...way of mourning. The things you and Pantalone said have left me wondering whether I should feel sorry for Loehafat!"

Even the usually aloof Capitano couldn't help but speak up after hearing these words, and with his words, the conversation among the executives cooled down once again.

"Alright, there's no need to worry about anything else now. We've got the Heart of the Wind God, and our grand plan has begun."

"Tragic sacrifices are inevitable on this great journey, but we should know that at the very end of the plan, the noble Queen will bring us all a pure and flawless new world!"

Piero decisively stopped the officers' conversation. He knew that if things continued like this, they would inevitably start fighting sooner or later. It was better to change the subject.

"The new familiar of the wind god that Scaramucci mentioned is very strange. Should we investigate it?"

"According to him, the wind god's familiar felt even more powerful than the wind god, and it also seemed to know some rather secret information."

"More importantly, that destiny star is now in the hands of that Wind God's follower."

Dottore seized the opportunity to steer the conversation to something more important—he was very interested in the celestial stars that had fallen from the sky. Since it was already known that the sky of Teyvat was fake, naturally no researcher would not be interested in those celestial stars that hung in the sky disguised as stars.

Unfortunately, this secret, worthy of in-depth study, is now in the hands of an unknown and powerful figure whom no one knows. Now they need to decide whether to clash with this unknown figure for the sake of this secret.

"The study of the natal stars is indeed of some use to us—we at least need to know what the heavens are using these natal stars for!"

After some thought, Piero made a decision, even though they might suffer some losses later, because the secret was worth trying, since any secret in the heavens is worth exploring.

The final battle requires every possible chance of victory!

"Dotoré, have one of your slices work with Scaramucci, but remember, don't overdo it."

After much deliberation, Piero still chose to send Dotole to help the skirmishers, but he also gave the guy a little warning. Unfortunately, even he himself didn't know if the warning would be effective enough.

Chapter Thirty-Five: Tricking Each Other

The Fatui's decision to bring a fragment of the Doctor, who is best at causing trouble, to Mondstadt to cause trouble has not yet reached Su Feng's ears. He is currently enjoying watching Venti, who looks quite dejected after being taught a lesson by Dvalin.

"You're being a rather pathetic wind god! Even Dvalin can reprimand you like this. Where is your dignity as the wind god?!"

"It's just a mere wind dragon, but we must show it the majesty of you as the Wind God!"

"Go! Fight them back! Let them know that you, Fengshen, are not someone to be bullied!"

Su Feng, who was holding a wine glass with great interest and constantly stirring things up in Wendy's ear, perfectly demonstrated what it means to enjoy watching a good show. Even Wendy, who is usually unreliable, gave him a big eye roll for this guy who only knows how to stir things up.

"Can't you be serious for once? Is this something you should be saying as a member of the Wind God's family?"

"And do you think I can beat Dvalin? If I really did that, Dvalin would eat me up like a snack! You know, just now Dvalin actually threatened to use me like a toothpick."

Wendy's first words seemed quite serious, but his second sentence revealed his true colors. The key point was that when he said those words, he even had a smug expression on his face, as if he had really escaped from the dragon's mouth.

"You're quite proud of yourself for being unable to defeat your own family members?"

Such shameless behavior prompted Su Feng to launch into another round of吐槽 (tu cao, a form of online commentary/criticism). Incidentally, Dvalin's original words roughly meant, "Wendy, you're less useful than a toothpick."

I don't know how Wendy managed to twist that into Dvarin trying to use him like a toothpick.

"So what? Although it doesn't sound good to be unable to defeat one's own subordinates, I think the other gods will be envious once they know the specifics of my situation!"

Wendy said this with considerable pride—and he certainly had reason to be proud, because Dvalin and Sufeng, as the familiars of the Anemo Archon, were indeed incredibly powerful.

The strength of his two familiars is no less than that of an ordinary demon god.

No, it should be said that the strength of these two can almost be considered at the level of the Seven Gods. Their status as the Wind God's Familiar has not had much impact on their strength.

Other divine beings do not possess this power; in fact, the vast majority of them require power bestowed by the gods to create a sufficiently large gap between themselves and mortals.

To have two beings of such caliber as your companions, how can that not be considered a great honor?

If the Seven Gods' Feast hadn't been discontinued long ago, Venti would definitely have boasted about it to the other earthly rulers—in fact, the other rulers were already quite envious when Dvalin became his familiar, and now with Sufeng added to the mix, it was even more worthy of boasting.

"You guy..."

Su Feng was quite helpless about Wendy's stubbornness, but he was also at a loss for what to do.

After all, once the Wind God becomes shameless, there's naturally no way to threaten him.

"Alright, let's talk about that destiny star instead."

“I had already sent the core of the Destiny Star to Musk Reef, but unfortunately the core of the Destiny Star did not react much. It seems that this great adventurer does not approve of this opportunistic approach.”

The biggest threats to Mondstadt before—Dvalin and Dúrin—have been dealt with, but the Fate Star that fell from the sky is also a problem.

Su Feng wanted to resolve this problem as soon as possible—by passing the buck to Wendy.

After all, as long as it's not your responsibility, then the problem can be considered solved.

More importantly, he realized that he had been working for quite some time, and now it seemed that Wendy wanted to dump everything on him and then really slack off completely.

This is unacceptable!

Even though Su Feng knew perfectly well that if he could truly put Wendy at ease, the guy wouldn't even mind handing him the position of Wind God, but...

Who among the respectable people would be the God of Wind?

Su Feng was just a traveler from Teyvat. He had already done enough by getting Wendy a Teyvat passport for him in return, and he didn't want to really get himself into trouble!

Even a dog wouldn't want the position of Wind God!

Therefore, Su Feng now decisively wanted to pass the matter back to Wendy and subtly remind this guy who the true Anemo Archon of Mondstadt really is.

"Huh? Why don't we just let the Mondstadt people handle this themselves?"

"Since we've already solved the biggest problem, leaving the rest to the mortals shouldn't be a problem, right?"

However, Wendy's answer left Su Feng, an outsider who had little sense of belonging to Mondstadt, completely speechless.

"While God is certainly not a babysitter, isn't your approach a bit too harsh?"

"Don't you even consider the tolerance of ordinary people?"

Su Feng glared at Wendy, who looked completely dejected—the reason he had that expression was simply because he hadn't had any alcohol.

After all, the Wind God was a penniless wretch who could only earn money by singing for a living. Because he had been dealing with Dvalin's affairs recently, he hadn't been able to sing for a living, and now he was practically penniless.

In this situation, Wendy obviously couldn't drink alcohol for the time being, which led to her current state.

Of course, this might also be related to the fact that Su Feng was chugging a whole bottle of fine wine next to Wendy without sharing a single drop with her.

Wendy was practically drooling with envy!

Even though he had been frantically hinting to Su Feng to give him a little something, the guy didn't react at all, which was why Wendy was completely listless.

Alcohol is Wendy's stimulant, but now not only is there no alcohol to drink, but Su Feng is also implying that he has to work, so Wendy is naturally unhappy.

"I'll go and see what's going on with that destiny star later, but could I have a drink now?"

After much deliberation, Wendy finally made this suggestion through gritted teeth.

After all, the one who would be doing the work later was Barbatos, the god of wind, while he was just a bard.

Making Barbatos, the god of wind, work in exchange for wine—it seems like the bard Wendy is getting a huge profit... right?

Well, Wendy can only deceive herself like this.

"You...do you really like drinking that much?"

Su Feng was at his wit's end with this guy; Feng Shen, this drunkard, was truly beyond saving.

Even so, Su Feng still managed to pull out a bottle of fine wine from somewhere and filled Wendy's glass, which had appeared in front of him at some point.

"Hmm! This is a fine wine from Lord Diluc's collection. I didn't expect you to be willing to drink such good stuff!"

Wendy looked at Su Feng with some surprise as he learned the quality of the wine in front of him just by taking a sniff – this wine was not cheap. He had originally thought that Su Feng would only give him a bottle of ordinary apple cider or dandelion wine.

Then… Wendy noticed Su Feng’s somewhat unfocused gaze.

Chapter Thirty-Six: Smiles Don't Disappear, They Transfer

Wendy never expected that he would be tricked, and tricked quite badly at that. Normally, he should be the one tricking others, but today it was the other way around, and he himself was completely unaware of it.

Especially after Diluc appeared in front of Su Feng and Wendy with a terrible expression, the feeling of being tricked made him feel even more outrageous and absurd.

"So the gods and their retinues in Mondstadt are all very good at taking things without asking?"

"Or should I charge the Knights of Favonius or the Church of Favonius? If so, please provide a certificate from either of you!"

Diluc's voice sounded quite cold, but this coldness made him extremely authoritative, causing Wendy to involuntarily shrink back after hearing his words.

"Ahem, we're not going to freeload, we'll pay later—how about we settle our debt with a performance, just like him?"

"Is it okay? Is it okay? Is it okay?"

Even though she knew she had been tricked by Su Feng, Wendy could only put on a harmless and even slightly coquettish appearance to try to get Diluc to stop pursuing the matter.

After all, it would be too shameful for the Wind God to be captured and stolen by the Mondstadt people.

Especially since Su Feng was standing by, watching the spectacle!

Wendy was even certain that if this guy caught her doing something wrong, he would definitely laugh at her mercilessly, and it was highly likely that it would be turned into a poem and sung everywhere—this was actually Wendy's forte.

Although Barbatos's reputation had nothing to do with Venti, he still wanted to handle the matter himself, considering that he should at least save face for the Mondstadt people.

"call!"

Seeing Venti's current state, Diluc couldn't help but sigh. He suddenly realized that perhaps Venti's decision to never appear publicly before the Mondstadt people for thousands of years was the most correct one—it would be too cruel for the Mondstadt people to know that their god was so unreliable.

Although the people of Mondstadt are more likely to follow suit—no, Mondstadt is already doing this now, and if other people knew that the Wind God was like this, then Mondstadt would truly be beyond saving.

At that time, there will surely be more drunkards and fools loudly proclaiming that they are learning from the Wind God and then completely indulging in a life of debauchery.

After having a slight headache over his unreliable Wind God for a while, Diluc turned his attention to Su Feng, seemingly wanting to make Su Feng realize his mistake with his serious gaze.

After all, the Wind God, which has existed for who knows how long, is beyond saving, but this Wind God's familiar, which has only recently appeared, should still be able to be saved a little, right?

With this in mind, Diluc wanted Su Feng to express his opinion.

Unfortunately, Su Feng didn't take it to heart at all. Even though Diluc's eyes looked like they could kill, he didn't react at all!

You could say they're completely impervious to reason!

Even Diluc, who was known for his aloofness and majesty in Mondstadt, was helpless against this shameless duo of extraordinary beings.

“I have said more than once that the Gift of Angels does not need any more bards, so your suggestion is impossible—by the way, because someone has been absent for too long, the resident bard position in the tavern is also gone.”

"That means you have to pay cash for these two bottles of wine now!"