I write novels in Liyue

"Lisa asked."

"Indeed, the two names are somewhat similar."

Qin nodded and said.

"Not only are the names similar, but many of the settings are also quite similar, such as someone forcing Dark Night."

The story of the hero revealing his identity might be based on him.

Lisa smiled and said, "However, it's best not to let little Claire read this book."

"why?"

Qin asked in confusion.

After returning from Inazuma, Klee often read Fang Qiu's book, and would frequently ask the Knights about parts she didn't understand.

Although the Knights of Favonius were very busy, none of them minded answering Klee's questions.

Although Keli often felt very sad and cried for a long time after reading Fang Qiu's books, she still liked reading them.

They always clamor to read every new book.

Moreover, they often go to photo studios to have their photos printed.

As a result, the number of times I fried fish has decreased significantly.

Therefore, she still very much hoped that Keli could read more of Fang Qiu's books.

After all, reading not only increases knowledge but also cultivates character, which is far better than getting into trouble by frying fish.

"Because Fang Qiu planted a huge bomb at the end of this book, it would be troublesome if Little Keli wanted to copy it."

"Lisa said."

"Extra big? How big is it?"

Qin paused for a moment and asked.

"It could probably blow Mondstadt and Springvale together into the sky."

"Lisa said."

"This……"

Qin covered her forehead and fell silent.

She wanted to say that Klee wouldn't make such a dangerous bomb.

However, upon closer inspection, it became clear that Klee had placed too much explosives, which permanently altered the landscape of Windrise.

In addition, there were the dangerous things her mother, Ms. Alice, did.

For example, the fact that the Wind Dragon Ruins were blown up into Wind Dragon ruins...

Before she could answer, the door was pushed open.

"Lisa... Sister, Leader Qin, I think I heard you talking about bombs, what bombs?"

Klee walked in from outside the door with a cheerful expression.

"I didn't mention the bomb, Cleo, you misheard."

Lisa smiled and said.

"Did Klee mishear?"

Keli tilted her head, and then she saw the book in Lisa's hand. Her eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Sister Lisa, is that Sister Fang Qiu's new book? Keli wants to read it too."

Seeing Keli approach, Lisa turned her gaze to Qin.

"Klee, your sister Fang Qiu is already in Mondstadt. You can read the book later. Let's go see Miss Fang Qiu first."

Qin said.

"Has Sister Fang Qiu arrived yet?"

Keli was taken aback, then said somewhat dejectedly, "Keli couldn't give Sister Fangqiu a grand welcome ceremony. I hope Sister Fangqiu isn't angry."

"Don't worry, Keli, Miss Fang Qiu won't blame you."

Qin smiled and said.

"really?"

"Klee asked."

"Of course."

Qin nodded and said, "Lisa, I'm leaving Keli in your care. Take her to the hotel where Fang Qiu is."

"Leave it to me."

Lisa smiled, handed the book to Qin, and said, "Qin, you should take a good look at Fang Qiu's book. It's very insightful."

"Ah."

Qin nodded and took the book that Lisa handed her.

Chapter 587 Grandpa Diluc, bring on the wine!

A gift from angels.

The atmosphere inside the tavern was quiet.

After reading Fang Qiu's book, the drinkers fell silent.

Behind the bar.

Diluc let out a long breath and closed the book in his hand, which he had already read to the end.

The story of Batman has come to an end.

Driven by his beliefs, the Dark Knight became a great martyr and a symbol of Gotham City.

On the book cover, Batman stands in the dark, dilapidated Gotham, with the Batman symbol burning on the building.

Diluc looked out the window. Outside, the night in Mondstadt was hazy and dreamlike, with a gentle breeze blowing. A drunkard, having drunk too much, was being dragged home by his wife, who was pulling his ear along as he muttered that he would do it again next time.

At an outdoor booth, two young girls were reading books while sharing their longings, which drifted like dandelion seeds.

The adventurer was puffing out his chest, recounting his adventures to the younger generation. Although the details were unclear, it seemed that he had gone out to sea a few days ago and, when he reached the outskirts of Liyue, he saw a terrifying bolt of lightning cleave the entire ocean in two. The young adventurer beside him was shocked and filled with longing.

Diluc remained silent.

The Batman in the book is really similar to me, but what if it were me?

Would I be willing to sacrifice myself to protect everything before me and become the light that illuminates the darkness of Mondstadt?

However, just as this thought arose, a voice interrupted him.

"Grandpa Diluc, bring some wine. The strongest bard in all of Teyvat is about to begin his storytelling."

Wendy was slumped over the bar, completely drunk, her eyes glazed over, and a blush of sunset seemed to have settled on her fair face.

"You're so drunk you can't even speak clearly, let someone else do it."

Diluc snapped out of his thoughts and said calmly.

"I never expected that Grandpa Diluc would actually care about people?"

Wendy raised an eyebrow and asked.

"You're overthinking it. I'm just worried that you'll go on stage and throw up on the whole drink, disgusting all the customers and driving them away. Even if you lose your entire appearance fee, it won't be enough to cover the losses."

Diluc said calmly.

"Impossible, absolutely not"

Perhaps, believe me, I have the pride of a bard, so you can rest assured and leave it to me.”

Wendy patted her flat chest, staggered to her feet, and walked all the way to the stage.

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, all the drinkers turned to look at him, and those sitting against the wall made room for him.

"Gentlemen, thank you for waiting. The finest bard in all of Teyvat is about to begin his analysis of Miss Fang Qiu's new work, 'Batman.' Heave-ho!"

Wendy waved, picked up the wine bottle, jumped back slightly, plopped down on the wooden table, and began his storytelling.

"I'm sure everyone here has already finished reading 'Batman.' It consists of three volumes, each depicting a different period in Batman's life, with distinct themes. The first volume tells the story of Batman's origins, focusing on his reflections on criminals and society. The second volume depicts the battle between the powerful Batman and the Joker, using their cunning and physical confrontation to explore the beauty and ugliness of humanity. The third volume tells the story of the weakened Batman's path to self-redemption. His opponent is not Bane, nor Ras Augu's daughter, but himself, who is constantly pursuing self-destruction. The theme of this volume is fear, courage, and sacrifice."

When Wendy spoke of Batman's sacrifice, the eyes of everyone present darkened.

Several men couldn't resist taking a big gulp of their drink.

The fall of a hero is most likely to bring tears to a man's eyes.

It's like the fall of Guan Yu and Zhuge Liang in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Then Wendy began to tell the story of "The Mystery of the Swordsman" in detail. Although she was a little drunk and sometimes her speech was unclear, she told the story very well, with clear logic, and she was able to point out some deep metaphors that the readers could not see.

"As expected of Wendy, even though we were reading together and at about the same speed, she has grasped so much more than me."

"If he didn't have something to his name, how could he dare to call himself the best bard in Teyvat? You know, Zhuge Liang also compared himself to Guan Zhong and Yue Yi in the same way."

"Speaking of Guan Zhong and Yue Yi, Fang Qiu only briefly mentioned how amazing they were in the book, without going into details, giving the impression that they were not as capable as Zhuge Liang."

"Then let's look forward to when Miss Fang Qiu will write the story of Guan Zhong and Yue Yi. Those who can be compared to Zhuge Liang are definitely not ordinary people."

"What a pity, Wendy is so cute, but she's a boy. If she were a girl, I would definitely pursue her relentlessly."

"What about boys? Are boys no good? You might as well say boys are better."

"Oh, I, Lord Bastos, am above! Forgive this ignorant man! What nonsense are you spouting? Wake up, you bastard!"

The crowd was buzzing with discussion.

On stage, Wendy was talking non-stop, and behind the bar, Diluc was listening to Wendy's storytelling.

A corner of the tavern.

A woman dressed in a nun's habit, with sickly pale skin and fishnet stockings, put away her copy of "Batman," looked up at Wendy, picked up her glass, and listened quietly.

Outside the deer hunter.

The renowned Knight of Honor and Paimon of Mondstadt walked along the road, chatting and laughing.

“Doing business is really fun. After we finish traveling through the seven kingdoms and find your brother, let’s open a small shop together. We can also ask Fang Qiu to help us promote it.”