Genshin Impact, I, a mere mortal, cannot accompany you to the very end.

Kiyono Kaze started thinking about that question again.

Why did he get on this guy's pirate ship?

Walking into Mondstadt Cathedral, I lightly stepped on the stone walls. The cathedral is very large, with rows and rows of seats spread out, surrounding the central statue of the deity. Nuns, dressed in light black nun's habit, walked in twos and threes, their leather shoes making a soft sound on the thick carpet.

This body is becoming more and more agile.

Inheriting Rustan's memories brought Kiyono Kazegami not only a simple increase in combat power, but also the experience of being a wolf cub.

The wolf cub's intuition, the wolf cub's inspiration, and even the leap in the level of life.

At level 70, he has already reached the level of a human hero.

Kiyono lightly stepped onto the roof beam, instinctively feeling as light as a breeze. The wind blew silently through the grass, imperceptible to ordinary people. He swept past guard after guard, nimbly navigating through various traps. In his unwavering vision, everything was clear and transparent, and he could already sense the aura of the Wind Harp.

That gentle, light breeze.

But soon, he paused, as another aura invaded him. Right next to the Sky Harp, no, she had been there all along. Compared to her, Qingye Fengyin was the one who came later.

Kiyono had only ever experienced this atmosphere in one place: on that rainy night, on that boundless sea, on that ship of the Fools.

Evil eye.

This is the aura emanating from the Evil Eye.

Someone beat them to it.

Realizing this, Kiyono Kaze bowed slightly, the surrounding air vortex dissipated, and he vanished from his spot in an instant. With the rise and fall of the wind and clouds, he arrived almost instantly in the secret chamber where the Wind Harp was stored.

We're still too late.

"Tsk."

In the empty room, the Sky Harp had vanished without a trace, and the gentle, ethereal aura of wind element was rapidly dissipating from the church.

Kiyono Kaze wanted to give chase, but the sound of guards came from behind.

Clearly, it was the intruder who deliberately alerted the guards.

They discovered the anomaly of the Sky Harp and quickly assembled, their iron boots clattering on the marble floor in unison.

"Tsk." Kiyono Kazein clicked his tongue softly again.

The Fools... The Fools also set their sights on the Sky Harp. He coughed, exhaling a thin mist of ice.

-

A gift from angels.

This is the most famous winery in Mondstadt. It's a favorite spot for wandering martial arts enthusiasts to drink and chat. Even before dusk, it's already packed with people. The dim lighting and the aroma of ale fill the air.

At the same time, because people from all walks of life gather here, various kinds of information also circulate here.

"It was stolen first?"

Paimon stood with his hands on his hips, looking incredulous. Little Paimon had obviously heard of the Sky Harp's value; putting everything else aside, the fact that it had been preserved for over a thousand years made it an absolute antique.

Valuable.

Thinking of this, she frowned and angrily blamed Qingye Fengyin, gesturing wildly, "Waaaaah, we lost so much money!"

"...We didn't steal the instrument to sell it. We have a noble purpose!"

Qingye Fengyin thought that this fairy-like creature seemed to have nothing but money on its mind.

He idly observed the glass of ale in his hand. The rich aroma of alcohol and the fragrance of malt settled down, and the liquor was clear and transparent with tiny bubbles. Kiyono Raimei also liked to drink and left behind an inheritance, saying that he had buried a barrel of century-old ale under the big tree in the yard.

But Kiyono Fugen didn't drink much; he firmly believed that drinking this wine would shorten his lifespan.

As far as he could remember, he had only drunk alcohol once in his life, and that one time was with a sailor named 'McCarthy'.

Kiyono Fuyumi still remembered the taste of that beer, bitter and astringent. He had just recovered from the shock in his heart and was trembling all over. The uncle quietly put him on the raft, gave him some dry food, and returned the God-cutting to him.

So they drank a toast.

The ale was bitter and astringent, with a fishy, ​​damp smell from the seaside.

I wonder how that guy is doing now. He's such a seasoned veteran, he should be fine, right?

I suppose so... Actually, Kiyono Fuue didn't know.

"found it."

The man's voice interrupted Kiyono's thoughts.

Diluc is the owner of this tavern, but he is more than just an owner. To exaggerate a bit, he has the most extensive intelligence network in Mondstadt.

They became acquainted through their previous battle together, and Kiyono Kaze came here privately to ask Diluc to inquire about the Sky Harp.

Qingye Fengyin had a premonition that the Sky Harp was the key to breaking the deadlock.

"The Fools' party is currently residing at the Mondstadt Hotel," Diluc said seriously. "But if they really stole the Sky Harp, I don't think they would place it in such a conspicuous place."

This is natural.

Qingye Fengyin nodded in agreement.

“We’ve located a few places.” Diluc marked a spot on the map, in the suburbs, “where the Fatui may be based.”

"I see."

Kiyono said, staring at the glass of ale.

"Are you going?" Diluc asked, still remembering the day he met Kiyono, when he inexplicably fainted, his whole body felt as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his heart almost stopped. "Are you alright?"

Diluc quite admired the boy, which is why he asked the question.

"Hey. I'm in great shape. Strong for hundreds of years."

Qingye Fengyin downed the glass of ale in one gulp, feeling the spicy liquid flow down his throat. This angelic gift of fine wine was truly exceptional; he now understood why he had loved drinking in his past life.

Only fine wine is worthy of the end of a lifetime.

"Qingye, Qingye. Qingye old rice dumpling."

After leaving the tavern, the sky had completely darkened, the dim sunlight slowly receding, and the night breeze of Mondstadt blowing against the windmills.

Little Paimon circled around Qingye Fengyin, tilted her head, and asked curiously, "Why didn't you ask Ying to come along?"

She was very curious.

In fact, when Kiyono Kaze came to the tavern to meet Diluc, he didn't tell anyone. He sent the bard away, made a grilled fish for Luminous, and then said that he and Paimon were going to buy some ingredients before heading out.

“Little Paimon.” Qingye Fengyin paused, pondered for a moment, and said, “I want to talk to you about something.”

"what?"

Paimon tilted his head and stared at the boy in front of him.

Paimon's strongest impression of Kiyono Fuyumi was that this guy made delicious grilled fish, and Kiyono Fuyumi would give him the best grilled fish, so Kiyono Fuyumi was a very good guy.

Although they often argued. The journey with this guy from the Windrise to Mondstadt was always noisy. Paimon still longs to touch his corpse.

“Little Paimon,” Kiyono said, “I may have to leave now.”

"What do you mean?" Paimon blinked. "Are you going on a trip alone?"

Kiyono Kaze looked at the little guy with a smile and said, "Yes, I'm going to play in a very, very far place."

"Wow." Paimon put his hands on his hips. "You're really not being fair, playing by yourself all by yourself! You didn't even take us with you."

"Yes."

Qingye said in a sarcastic tone, "I don't want to play with you guys anymore."

"Wow, you rascal..."

Paimon tapped Qingye's nose with his little finger, wanting to say something impressive to criticize him, but the shy Paimon couldn't think of any words and could only mutter, "That's too much. Paimon has decided to give you an awful nickname."

"Haha, 'Old Zongzi' already sounds awful enough."

"From now on, Paimon will call you 'Drought Demon'!"

"Why did my zombie level get upgraded?"

Kiyono tapped her on the head and summarized, "That's what I wanted to say. Go back and tell Ying that I don't want to play with you guys anymore. You're too weak and a nuisance. I'm going to act alone."

"Waaaah!" Little Paimeng bared his teeth and claws, jumping up and down, his tiny fists pounding on Qingye's chest. "Old zombie, old zombie, you're so mean!"

How dare they say she's weak... she's weak... In short, you can't say that!

At worst, I won't take your food anymore; at worst, I'll save all the good stuff for you. Why did you say such things?

Paimon was furious, but she had never been this angry before. She crossed her arms over her chest, clenched her small canine teeth so tightly that a squeaking sound could be heard, and glared angrily at Kiyono Fuuin, trying to threaten him with her eyes. But the latter was too thick-skinned to budge.

Finally, she gave up, "You old zongzi, you've gone too far!"

"Paimon won't pass on your message, Paimon doesn't want to talk to you!"

As she spoke, she lowered her head like a lost kitten. She glanced at Qingye one last time, then turned and flew away, the dangling sunlight falling on her small silhouette.

　Qingye Fengyin watched Paimon's receding figure, took out the ale he had bought from the tavern, and took a sip.

It's very spicy. Drinking this will definitely shorten your lifespan.

He paused, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a stack of cigarettes—these were left behind by Qingye Leiming. He clumsily shook the tobacco onto the paper, rolled up the cigarettes, and lit a match.

A wisp of smoke dissipated in the slightly chilly night sky.

"cough."

Kiyono Kaze coughed.

It was his first time smoking, and he was clearly not used to it. The strange smell wafted through his nostrils, and he couldn't help but cough. The coughing became more and more violent, and he half-knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with smoke.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

He coughed up thick, icy air, and coughed up blood.

Cigarettes don't taste good at all.

He straightened up, gently wiped his divine weapon, wrapped his clothes around himself, and walked out of Mondstadt.

-

Fools.