Bored, I want to see rivers of blood!

"Really? That's great... But, I wonder if I can have a sparring match with you?"

Qianye's eyes were burning with scarlet flames, thumping. His heart was trembling, and even his lower body was trembling (crotch against face JPG).

Wendy looked at Qianye and thought of Boreas who had been entangled before. Five months of non-stop fighting, sometimes even eight times a day. In the end, Wendy said awkwardly

"My strength is not that strong. If you want to compete with me, it would be better to go to Boreas than to me..."

"Is that so... forget it then... I can't learn anything from Boreas anymore. I think I should go to Liyue next."

Snap (crotch flat)

Qianye put down his sword somewhat disappointedly, turned around and sat back on the bed. Wendy silently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and was almost entangled by this battle maniac.

If I get entangled by this battle maniac, my career as a bard will be over...

"By the way, I heard you were looking for Tevarin's whereabouts. I just happen to know that I can provide you with the address if you want to challenge him."

"Huh? Really?"

After hearing the news from Venti, Qianye immediately became excited again. (Battle! Crotch to the face JPG) Qianye had wanted to fight a dragon for a long time. However, Qianye could not find the whereabouts of the dragon. That's why he planned to go to Liyue. If he could challenge the dragon, Qianye could stay in Mondstadt for a while...

"Of course, but? It has to be paid..."

"Reward... I think I can't afford the reward from God..."

Snap (crotch flat)

Qianye was extremely disappointed. After all, the reward from the gods... Qianye never brought any Mora with him when he went out. He didn't even look at the map. He just swam to Yaoguang Beach with his passion. Now, the God of Wind asked him for a reward. How could Qianye afford it? He couldn't afford it...

"No, no, no, you can definitely afford it. My reward is that I hope you can accompany me to play around in Mondstadt..."

"Ah? Is it that simple?"

Hearing Wendy's reward, Qianye thought he had misheard. But then Wendy repeated it again. This finally made Qianye understand that the reward was really just to play with him...

[In this way, Qianye began to play tricks on the Hillock people with Wendy during the day. At night, he went to the Dawn Tavern to drink, and when he got drunk, he relied on each other to go home. But... the good times didn't last long. After a week, Qianye found that the Mora flowers he had seized from many large Hillock tribes such as Liyue, Findenir Snow Mountain, Mondstadt, etc. were all gone...]

That was not a small sum, more than 10 million Mora. Just because he spent all the money on drinking for a week, Qianye even felt that he was dreaming. Looking at the smiling tavern owner, Wendy took a step back.

"He's treating us, next~"

As she spoke, Wendy had a sob. Qianye then pulled Wendy to a corner and slowly talked with her.

"I'm out of money, so what did you drink? Why is it so expensive?"

"Hey, it's nothing. Just some aged wine from 70 or 80 years ago. It's not expensive for you. Just one or two million Mora..."

Listening to Wendy's words, Qianye was petrified. Meanwhile, the owner of the tavern quietly walked to the door of the tavern and blocked the way out...

"Um, can I buy it on credit temporarily?"

Looking at the tall Qianye, the tavern owner looked at his thin arms and legs. He then looked at Qianye's muscles and figure, and then he thought about the knights patrolling in Mondstadt.

After negotiating the repayment date and the cost of breach of contract with Qianye, both parties agreed to the contract.

"Okay, please sign this. Let's make a contract at the same time..."

As he spoke, the tavern owner took out a Mora and placed it on the table and slowly said:

"In the name of Morax, I, Fendi, hereby sign a contract with Qianye."

As Mora turned to ashes, both Fendi and Qianye heard a majestic voice in their ears.

The contract has been concluded, and those who violate it will be punished by being eaten by rocks...

After signing the contract, Qianye felt that he had lost face, so he grabbed the culprit, Wendy, and shook him non-stop. In the end, Qianye swept through three large tribes in Mondstadt with Wendy using the wind as a guide before he paid back the money.

(To be continued in the next chapter)

Chapter 21 A Brief Talk on Mond

"Hey, Qianye. Where are we going to drink today?"

Wendy greeted him and hugged Qianye's arm. Qianye's face was indescribable. After all, he was heavily in debt because of the expensive wine that Wendy drank. He even had to sign a contract to pay off his debts...

For Qianye, this was undoubtedly a huge loss of face. When had a person like Qianye ever bought something on credit because he had no money? That had never happened before. In Inazuma, he was known as a disciple of the God. No matter who it was, they would give him some face, and even use it to win him over.

In Mondstadt, with his extraordinary military strength, even the Grand Master would respect him, but now he was in debt because of Wendy's behavior... This was like giving Qianye two slaps in the face and then saying it to him with a smile.

Hey, can we reconcile?

These actions simply completely swept away Wendy's love for the Wind God Tan Ya, and even... Qianye felt that this Wind God was like a liar.

"And let me pay, right?"

Qianye said unhappily, while Wendy stuck out her tongue and smiled slightly.

"Of course, this is part of the deal after all."

"Okay, okay, okay, I get it. Then, let's go..."

Having said that, Qianye and Wendy went to the Dawn Tavern. After a hearty meal, the sky gradually darkened. Wendy was drunk, but she still kept yelling to drink more.

Looking at Wendy who had no image at all, Qianye felt that this was totally unlike the image of a god. However, he did not say anything. He could only go along with him and carry him home in his arms.

The knight girl who was watching the stars in the square saw this scene and her face turned slightly red with suspicion.

"Wow~ A gentle and considerate giant warrior and a lively bard... What kind of sparks will these two men create? I'm really looking forward to it~"

Qianye, who didn't know that his reputation was damaged because of Wendy's behavior, still returned home as usual. However, if Qianye knew about the poem that appeared later, then Qianye would probably throw away Wendy.

"Would you like to go stargazing together?"

Wendy had opened his eyes at some point. Looking at Qianye who was holding him in his arms, he smiled and pointed to the wind rising in the distance.

"What are you going to do?"

"May I?"

As she spoke, Wendy rubbed against Qianye's chest like a spoiled child. Her braid brushed against Qianye's nose, causing him to sneeze and get goose bumps...

"Okay, okay, let's go now..."

Qianye had no choice but to give up the warm bed and ran to Fengqidi with Wendy in his arms. When they arrived at Fengqidi, Wendy turned from Qianye's arms into a breeze and appeared on the tree.

"The wind between the trees is very nice, it has the smell I like..."

"The birds, poetry and city-states of Teyvat..."

Sitting on a big tree, Wendy had a harp in his hand. As his fingers moved, the melodious music and the boy's voice told the story of Tevarin. Qianye, as a listener, wrote down everything...

After a long time, Wendy slowly flew down to Qianye's side with the wind. He looked at the quiet Mondstadt in the distance and slowly narrated:

"What do you think of Mond?"

"Whether they are free or not, the people are neither happy nor unhappy. I think this is my evaluation."

Qianye continued his narration, slowly telling us his evaluation of Mond.

"So, what's the reason?"

"I've read Mondstadt's history of the aristocracy. In the old Mondstadt period, the Lawrence family of Mondstadt tore down the statue of the god of wind. Vanessa overthrew the aristocracy and founded the Knights. All this certainly changed Mondstadt. But..."

As soon as the conversation changed, Qianye looked at Wendy's still smiling face and continued

"Vanessa didn't clean up the old nobility thoroughly. She mostly expelled the main culprits. The only measure she took was exile. The surviving noble descendants didn't reflect on it. Perhaps after another hundred years or even longer, those nobles will come back like waves."

"And are the nobles who have not been liquidated really good? I have reservations about this. They enjoy a position above everyone else. Those nobles will definitely pick out a chief culprit as a target for the common people to vent their anger, and continue to hide behind the scenes and do all those shady things..."

"For example, Lawrence today, 500 years have passed. They are still being reviled. What's going on? People's memory is only 100 years per generation, and after two or three generations, according to inertia, their history should have been forgotten long ago. However, they are still being reviled today..."

“How many of these civilians are developing according to their own hearts rather than being guided by public opinion?”

After listening to Qianye's explanation, Wendy turned around. He looked a little lonely and looked at Mondstadt in the distance. After thinking for a long time, he continued

"Is this your opinion? I can't believe that you, who have been practicing martial arts, can actually say such a thing."

"I have been practicing martial arts because of the nature of the world. This world speaks with fists. If your fists are strong, then you are right. If your fists are weak, no matter how right your principles are, they cannot be implemented..."

Yes, Teyvat is a world ruled by gods. Why can gods rule the world? The reason is still because of strength. The God of Naruto split the island with a sword, the God of Rock smashed the island with a blow, and the God of Wind cut off the mountain. All of this is done because of strength. If your strength is weak, then no one will listen to you...

Wendy sat on the grass at one side, patted his side and motioned Qianye to sit over there. When Qianye sat over there, he looked up at the night sky.

"What you said is all correct. If you think about it carefully, it is all possible or has already happened. So, if it were you, what would you do?"

Qianye looked at Wendy, who looked lonely at the moment. She was not in a good mood... Qianye did not answer his question after thinking for a while. He just said lightly:

"If we consider the national conditions, Inazuma, Liyue, Xumi, Fontaine and other regions are actually not that good compared to Mondstadt. It is very difficult for civilians to survive..."

"Inazuma's samurai belong to the aristocracy. It's OK now that Narukami is ruling. If Narukami didn't rule like you did, it wouldn't be impossible for the samurai to test their swords on people on the street."

"If the Geogod and the Immortal don't intervene, the nobles of Liyue might try to exploit loopholes in the contract, leading to countless tragedies..."

After mentioning several countries in one breath, Qianye did not continue to speak. Wendy's expression gradually became strange, but in the next moment she smiled and patted Qianye's arm.

"After talking so much, I haven't heard you mention a country you're satisfied with. It seems like you're not very satisfied with the seven countries now..."

"Isn't this nonsense? The problems in the seven countries are big and small, but under the premise of supervision by the gods, the civilians can still live. Everything I said is based on the premise that the gods don't intervene..."

(To be continued in the next chapter)

Chapter 22 Sleeping...

"Okay, back to the topic. What will you do after you return to Inazuma and defeat your master? Will you reform Inazuma?"

Wendy returned to his previous nonchalant look, patting Qianye on the shoulder and talking with a smile. Qianye looked out at the sea, thinking about his master. After a long while, he slowly spoke:

"I think if that day really comes, I should redistribute the power structure of Inazuma. Set up a regulatory department, and then introduce the good aspects of each country. Eliminate the bad aspects and focus on development..."

Listening to Qianye's description of the future, Wendy thought...

Wendy has actually been observing Qianye since he was adopted by Tiger Chiyo. He is humble and has an unyielding will. At the same time, he consciously kills monsters. He also pursues strength and is a disciple of General Raiden, who is famous for his military prowess.

He also has his own unique ideas about construction and system reform. If gods can train successors, then Qianye should be the most outstanding figure among the next generation of gods.

If I hand Mond over to him, can he handle all this? Will he become the next Diekarapian? Thinking about it, Wendy thought of many concerns.

At the same time, he also thought of a lot of benefits.

If Qianye becomes the God of Wind, then Mond may be able to mate with Inazuma. Qianye is a very proud person, so there is no need to worry that he will betray Mond's interests. In terms of combat power...

He has already reached the level of a demon god, not to mention that he is only 15 years old. I can rest assured that I can hand over the responsibilities of Mond and the God of Wind to him.

Qianye had everything, including responsibility, ability, strength, and character. Handing Mondstadt over to him... might this be the most correct thing he had ever done in his life?

With this in mind, Wendy finally made up his mind. As a green chess piece slipped out from his sleeve, he said slowly:

"If you want to defeat your master Ming Shen, I think I can give this to you. It can give you the power of the wind god, but the price is..."

"I reject."

Before Wendy could finish, Qianye simply waved his hand and refused. Seeing Qianye's decisive refusal, Wendy was so shocked that the chess piece in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Why? This thing is a treasure that only the Seven Lords of the Earth have. During the Demon War more than a thousand years ago, countless demons throughout Teyvatri fought each other to obtain the position of god, and only then did they get such a small thing. Why do you just refuse it so simply?"

Listening to Wendy's introduction, Qianye focused his eyes on the chess piece. However, it was only a few seconds before Qianye looked away again.

"No matter how precious it is, my answer remains unchanged. Using external forces to fight my master, even if I defeat my master in the end, I will not feel the slightest bit of happiness in my heart. I will only get insults..."

"Strength is important, but accepting external strength is the greatest insult to me."

"This means that all the strength and fighting skills I have cultivated so far are meaningless. If Boreas knew about this, he would probably never speak to me again..."

Wendy was speechless after listening to Qianye's words. At this moment, he felt like someone was talking to him.

Joker, you lost your ID card.

After a long silence, Wendy took the chess piece back and said with a slightly apologetic look:

"I'm sorry I tainted your will."

As he spoke, Wendy looked into the distance with a somewhat lonely look. He looked at Mondstadt in the distance, and then looked at the old Mondstadt that was no longer inhabited. Finally, as if he had figured it out, he said:

"I am not a qualified god if I avoid my responsibilities. Gods in other regions are carrying out their own constructions, and they are giving people happiness and hope."

"On the other hand, I only transformed the area and climate of Mondstadt to make it habitable. However, this still does not allow people to live freely all the time. People established city-states, grew food and hunted."

"But there are still people who starve to death or become slaves. There are many times when I wonder whether I am a qualified god and what I am doing..."

After listening to Wendy's words, Qianye's opinion of this god changed a lot.

It turns out that Wendy is not just a person who can play the piano and sing. The drunkard who harmed Mora is indeed a god. However, this god is a little bit unserious...

"Everyone says Mondstadt is a free city-state, but what people don't know is that slaves can only die freely, citizens can only ask for help freely, but nobles can enjoy complete freedom. So is the God of Wind definitely free?"