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

When Xu Chuan mentioned the word "revenge," he did not speak as softly as Yura.

Those guys with seemingly exceptionally keen ears would occasionally cast strange glances at me, making me feel extremely uncomfortable.

However, the two completely ignored these statements.

When Yura heard this, her eyes lit up with a different kind of light, and she became more energetic.

It wasn't the sympathetic look or condescending words of comfort I'd expected, nor did it follow her lead and attack the Lawrence family.

Or perhaps, it's to express sympathy for her current situation.

I definitely wouldn't have been able to say that.

Unexpectedly, this guy seriously said that he wanted to be his accomplice in revenge.

That's really bold of you.

Yura's lips curled up slightly, the barely suppressed smile revealing her joy.

Although it was just a simple sentence.

But within it lies a feeling that only she can understand: the feeling of being understood, of someone actively entering her world and standing with her.

Unconsciously, all the pressure on her body seemed to vanish, and she even felt a little lightheaded.

This is the first time I've experienced this in all these years.

Could it be because it was specially prepared today?

But I haven't even drunk it yet!

She turned her head to look at Xu Chuan, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

"I remember, someone was also my target for revenge."

Xu Chuan was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

The first time I drank at Angel's Gift, I did owe her a bill for the drinks.

According to Yura's "grudge-holding" logic, this grudge will probably last a lifetime.

"Then it's my treat today!" Xu Chuan slapped the bar with a hearty laugh. "We won't leave until we're drunk!"

After saying that, he pulled out all the Mora he had and piled it up in front of Diona.

The pink kitten covered its face with its hands, looking somewhat pained.

Peering through his fingers at the pile of Mora, and then at Xu Chuan's resolute expression, he couldn't help but lament in his heart: After tonight, Mondstadt will probably have another drunkard.

How could Mondstadt, under the protection of the Wind God and Lord Barbatos, have become like this?

Even a foreign traveler has fallen so low so quickly!

Yura couldn't help but laugh when she saw Xu Chuan's posture.

"Well said, partner."

She raised her glass and lightly clinked it against Xu Chuan's.

The crisp sound echoed in the tavern, like a witness to some kind of ritual.

The two of them started drinking at the Cat's Tail Tavern.

Diona initially mixed drinks with a look of disgust, but later simply resigned herself to it.

What difference does it make whether there's one more drunkard or one less drunkard?

Diona mentally rallied herself, knowing that destroying Mondstadt's winery was a long and arduous task, and she couldn't just give up like that.

After a few rounds of drinks, the distance between the two grew closer with each sip.

Yura, who usually has a cold expression, has a captivating blush on her pretty face, revealing an amazing charm unlike anything she has ever shown before.

Those eyes, which always carried a sense of aloofness, softened, and the curve of her lips became more natural than usual, without that deliberate coldness.

She would unconsciously move closer when she spoke, her hair occasionally brushing against Xu Chuan's shoulder, carrying a faint fragrance.

In Xu Chuan's aesthetic sense, Yura definitely qualifies as a top-tier beauty.

Even so, after Yura entered the Cat Tail Tavern, the guests' stay time was noticeably shorter.

Someone saw her sitting at the bar, hesitate for a moment, and then move her unfinished drink to another spot.

Some people even turned and left, the sound of the door closing behind them particularly clear in the quiet night.

While Xu Chuan was still conscious, he witnessed all of this.

Yura seemed oblivious, completely absorbed in drinking with Xu Chuan, utterly unconcerned about what was happening outside.

Gradually, only Xu Chuan and Youla remained as customers in the Cat Tail Tavern.

Diona wiped the cup listlessly, glancing up at the two of them every now and then.

“You know what?” Yura said, slightly tipsy, and much more talkative than usual, “When I was little, I really hated my surname.”

“Every time someone calls me ‘Lawrence’s daughter,’ I think, ‘How wonderful it would be if I weren’t Lawrence.’”

She swirled the glass, watching the liquid inside swirl under the light.

"I figured it out when I grew up."

"What your surname is doesn't matter; what matters is the kind of person you choose to become."

She turned her head and looked at Xu Chuan. His eyes, reflected in the dim light of the tavern, were surprisingly bright.

"So I will not run away. I will stand in front of everyone and let them see that the surname Lawrence can also be honored."

"Respectfully, Yura Lawrence."

Xu Chuan raised his glass and clinked it against hers.

Yura smiled, tilted her head back, and drank the wine in her glass in one gulp.

After an unknown amount of time, Yura's face flushed, making her look exceptionally alluring.

Pfft!

Xu Chuan's wine glass fell onto the bar, spilling wine all over the table.

He swayed, tilted his head, and slumped onto the bar.

Even with his body enhanced, he still lost to a pure Mondstadt person when it came to alcohol tolerance.

Yura's pretty face was flushed, and she propped her chin up with her left hand, looking at Xu Chuan, who could no longer get up.

"You're pushing yourself to the limit," she muttered, poking his head with her finger. "Aren't you just asking for trouble?"

"I'm not drunk..." Xu Chuan's voice was muffled and indistinct, muffled by his arm, "I can still drink..."

"Okay, okay, you're not drunk, you're not drunk."

Setting down her glass, Yura's girlish heart resurfaced, and she reached out to ruffle his hair.

Her fingers ran through his hair, the movement unusually gentle for her.

Xu Chuan snorted but did not dodge.

Diona watched this scene from the side and silently pushed the freshly mixed drink a little further away.

"Can he go back like this?" she asked.

Yura glanced at the person leaning on the bar, then looked at the dark night sky outside the window.

"I'll take him."

As she spoke, Yura put Xu Chuan's arm on her shoulder and helped him walk outside.

Xu Chuan leaned against her, half-asleep, his steps unsteady, muttering something under his breath.

"What did you say?" Yura asked, turning her head to the side.

Xu Chuan mumbled something indistinctly.

Yura paused, wanting to hear what he was saying.

But those words, spoken by Xu Chuan, seemed illogical and difficult to understand.

"He's talking nonsense when he's drunk."

"I'm not drunk," Xu Chuan stubbornly repeated.

Yura simply supported Xu Chuan as they walked step by step through the deserted streets of Mondstadt.

The moonlight shone on them, casting long, long shadows.

The moonlight of Mondstadt fell silently, illuminating the deserted streets and the silhouettes of windmills in the distance.

Everything fell into a deep sleep.

Only the thousand winds of Mondstadt bear witness to it.

Chapter Forty-Four: A Beautiful Morning

The next day, somewhere in a residential area of ​​Mondstadt.

Sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the window, drawing a golden band of light on the floor.

Xu Chuan was awakened by a headache, the dull ache typical of hangovers, like someone gently tapping the back of his head with a small hammer.

He lay with his eyes closed for a while, and only slowly opened them when the pain subsided a little.

What came into view was an unfamiliar ceiling.

It wasn't Timaus's bedroom filled with alchemical equipment, nor was it the cave with its mottled rock walls at the Abedo camp.

Where did this come from?

Could it be that I've time-traveled again?

It's clean and tidy here, with a faint fragrance in the air.

It's not the scent of flowers, nor the aroma of food, but more like a lingering fragrance, fresh and delicate, giving one a sense of inexplicable peace.

Xu Chuan shook his dizzy head, and memories of last night began to surface little by little.

Cat Tail Tavern, Diona's disdainful gaze, Mora piled on the bar, and one dreamy-colored cocktail after another.

He remembered drinking a lot and talking a lot with Yura. He couldn't remember what they talked about, but he remembered that she smiled more than usual and would unconsciously move closer when she spoke.

and then?

Then, he blacked out.

"I don't think I said anything I shouldn't have," Xu Chuan muttered, rubbing his head.

His biggest worry is that when he's drunk, he won't keep his mouth shut.

Say things like, "You are all my wings, I just want to give them a safe haven, and you've come at the perfect time."

At this moment, Xu Chuan wholeheartedly agreed with Diona's ideals; alcohol really is no good.

Mond Winery is something that needs to be destroyed!

Xu Chuan patted his head, thinking that he probably hadn't said anything.

He took a deep breath, and that familiar fragrance wafted up to his nose again.

Where have I smelled this before?

It's very light, but very special.

Xu Chuan's mind raced, and a guess slowly took shape.

On the small table by the bed were several books, and next to it was a photo frame containing a picture of two people: a young woman holding a little girl with a ponytail, with the walls of Mondstadt in the background.

Xu Chuan's gaze fell on the little girl.

Light blue hair, a stubborn look in his eyes, and a half-smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

His heart skipped a beat.

This...this place is...

A slight sound came from the side.

Xu Chuan moved his gaze further forward and saw a person slumped over the desk.