While I was in Mondstadt, I never imagined becoming a god.

At that point, there will only be one thing they can do.

The office fell silent for a moment.

Wendy stood in the corner, still wearing that nonchalant smile, but her emerald green eyes looked much deeper than usual.

Xu Chuan glanced at him, then looked away.

“Specific plan.” Qin opened the document on the table. “The summoning location is chosen to be Star-Picking Cliff. It has an open terrain, is far from the city, and is suitable as a battlefield.”

"Wendy is in charge of using the Sky Harp to awaken Dvalin, with Luminous assisting."

"Wait a minute," Diluc suddenly spoke, his red hair standing out.

What about the Fools?

Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Gale Has Arrived

As Diluc said, one must be wary of fools.

The Thunderfire sorcerers who previously stole the Sky Harp from the Cathedral of the West Wind, along with their constant inquiries into the whereabouts of the gods, all prove that they have great ambitions.

Not to mention that the eighth seat of the Fatui Executors, Lady, is currently in Mondstadt.

These executives are, to some extent, agents of the Winter Queen's will, and their own strength and status should not be underestimated.

Xu Chuan glanced at Diluc, who was standing in the corner.

This hero of Mondstadt, though not a member of the Knights of Favonius, has done things that are only lacking the knighthood of the Knights of Favonius.

Jean nodded, agreeing with Diluc's statement.

"Regarding the Fools, the latest intelligence indicates that they are indeed plotting something in secret."

Her voice was soft, and her gaze swept over Yura almost imperceptibly.

Yura remained expressionless, as if she hadn't noticed that gaze.

Xu Chuan saw it all; the Lawrence family's situation was probably on the verge of a complete breakdown.

As far as I can remember, it was Jean who arranged for Yura to investigate the Lawrence family.

Now that Yura has returned to Mondstadt ahead of schedule, she has essentially exposed the matter prematurely.

Qin withdrew her gaze and did not explain much.

"We've handed the Fatui matter over to Kaeya; our focus now is on Stormterror."

Diluc nodded.

Xu Chuan and Wendy stood in the corner, listening silently.

After the meeting, everyone left the Knights' headquarters in batches.

As if by prior arrangement, the group of people each had their own business and left Mondstadt in twos and threes from different directions.

Stargazing Cliff is located on the eastern coastline of Mondstadt. To get there from the city, you need to cross the edge of Whispering Woods, pass the Statue of the Seven at Starfall Lake, and then climb over a ridge.

The journey wasn't short, but thankfully it wasn't too difficult.

On the way to Star-Picking Cliff, Paimon floated beside Ying, his little face full of struggle.

"The Fools shouldn't dare cause trouble in Mondstadt, right?"

She finally couldn't help but speak up, "Mondstadt is a kingdom protected by the wind god. Even if the gods don't appear in person, they should still show them reverence, right?"

Xu Chuan, who was walking ahead, smiled when he heard this.

"Those Fools won't be making any big moves anytime soon."

He spoke with great certainty.

Because he knew very well that the lady's ambition lay in the Heart of the Wind God.

Although she is very interested in Tvalin, she will not take direct action.

At most, they would remain hidden in the shadows, observing whether this dragon corrupted by the abyss could draw out the wind god, which had been dormant for many years.

As it turned out, her judgment was correct.

Using this method, the lady was able to confirm the wind god's condition and finally managed to snatch the heart of the god as she wished.

The woman was indeed somewhat arrogant, but she wasn't foolish enough to rush in without checking Barbatos's condition.

She dared to make a direct move against the Knights of Favonius back then.

It is likely that after learning about the events surrounding the Stormterror, they became certain that Barbatos, the god of wind, was already very weak.

A deity who needs help from others to save even his own family is not someone to be feared.

what?

You said that she dared to face the might of the Thunder God directly in the castle tower, and even fought to the last moment.

Xu Chuan could only say that she had acquired the first two Hearts of God too easily.

The achievements of the "Slacker God" and the retired old man were so brilliant that the Seven Gods were considered nothing special.

"Even if something unexpected happens, we'll still be here for you."

Xu Chuan reached out and ruffled Paimon's little head.

The texture was surprisingly good; it was soft and fluffy, like kneading a ball of cotton candy.

Paimon squinted as his eyes were rubbed, instinctively flinching away before glancing at Wendy, who was walking at the very back of the group.

The green figure was leisurely carrying the Sky Harp, humming an unknown tune as he walked.

Paimon thought to himself, "This guy is clearly the god of the country."

As you pass through the edge of the Whispering Forest, the trees gradually thin out, and the path under your feet changes from dirt to gravel, and then from gravel to exposed rock.

The sea breeze smelled stronger, carrying a faint salty and fishy odor.

Finally, we arrived at Star-Picking Cliff.

That is the highest cliff on the eastern coastline of Mondstadt.

The gray-white rock face plunges steeply into the sea, and the top of the cliff is a flat, open area covered with a thick meadow.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, the waves crashed against the rocks, splashing up white foam and making a dull roar.

It's very windy.

The wind blowing in from the sea swept in without any obstruction, carrying a salty and damp smell, making everyone's clothes flutter.

Stargazing Cliff is too far away, so far that most Mondstadt residents are unwilling to waste time coming here just to see the sea.

In Xu Chuan's memory, the young couple would only come here for dates after the dragon disaster.

Now, this is the empty cliff top.

Ying stood at the very front, the wind blowing her blonde hair and white dress.

Wendy stood to the side, unusually without her usual joking expression.

He held the Sky Harp in his hand, its ancient body gleaming with a warm luster in the sunlight.

Gazing at the distant sky, the emerald green eyes reflected the clouds.

Abedo and Yura stood on either side, one silently observing the surrounding terrain, the other with her hand on the hilt of her sword, her gaze sweeping across the coastline below the cliff.

Diluc stood a little further away, his red hair standing out conspicuously in the wind.

He didn't look at the sky, but at the road he had come from, which led towards Mondstadt.

Xu Chuan stood in the middle of the crowd.

His hand was pressed against his chest, and he could feel the faint pulse emanating from the Heart of the Wind God, which was gently throbbing in his palm.

The Wind Dragon Ruins are already dilapidated enough, and Xu Chuan doesn't want to make another trip. He'd rather let things end at Star-Picking Cliff.

Qin stepped forward and looked around at everyone.

"It all comes down to this," she said, her voice slightly muffled by the wind, but every word was clear.

Everyone nodded.

Wendy took a deep breath, held the Sky Harp horizontally to her side, and gently plucked the strings.

"Zheng—"

With a soft sound, it was swept away by the wind.

The music went from scattered notes to a continuous flow, the melody distant and ethereal, like an echo from a thousand years ago, drifting in the sea breeze.

The Sky Harp began to glow.

Azure light emanated from the harp, intertwining with the wind element at Venti's fingertips, stirring up countless winds that swept through Mondstadt, calling forth his former companions.

The wind stopped.

It wasn't the kind of wind that gradually subsided and stopped, but rather all the wind that stopped in an instant.

The air seemed to freeze, and even the clouds stopped moving.

The waves on the sea surface slowed down, and the rocks below the cliffs were no longer being pounded.

Roar!

A dragon's roar echoed from afar.

The voice carried pain, struggle, and a long-suppressed desire.

It came from the depths of the clouds, its enormous form rapidly approaching the sea, causing the waves to surge.

A gigantic figure came from afar, rushing straight up from the bottom of Star-Picking Cliff, accompanied by a violent gale.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Fierce Battle Against the Wind Demon Dragon

The wind howled and the sky was torn apart.

A huge figure hovered above the Star-Picking Cliff.

Tvalin.

Its long neck was slightly bent, its head was lowered, and its eyes, which were once as clear as the sky, now carried a sense of madness.

Four enormous wings unfurled behind him, and with each flap, wind elements condensed beneath them, creating a suffocating sense of oppression.

It's too big.

It was so enormous that the top of Star-Picking Cliff seemed cramped beneath it, and so enormous that everyone unconsciously took a step back.

It was so enormous that Xu Chuan could clearly feel the power contained within that body was enough to stir up a storm, to tear apart city walls, and to raze the entire city of Mondstadt to the ground.

The once pure wind element is now tainted with the power of the abyss.

In Xu Chuan's eyes, Dvalin was slowly moving toward the abyss.

But at that moment, a flicker of emotion flashed in those scarlet eyes.

The music of the Sky Harp still lingers in the sea breeze.

The melody was distant and ethereal, like the whisper of the wind from a thousand years ago.

Dvalin's body trembled slightly, the madness in his eyes faded a little, revealing a long-lost clarity.

"It's you……"

Its voice was deep and hoarse, as if squeezed from the depths of its throat, with a metallic, grating quality.

Wendy looked up, the dragon's image reflected in her emerald green eyes, her fingers still gently plucking the strings.

“At this point,” Tvalin’s voice suddenly turned sharp, “there’s nothing left to discuss!”

It did not attack.

It simply hovered in mid-air, staring at Wendy, staring at the violin.

Those eyes were filled with struggle, as if they were desperately grasping at something, or desperately pushing something away.

Qin and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

The power of the Sky Harp has taken effect.