He changed Tiwat

The dragon decided to stay by the singer's side because it also wanted all things to understand its heart.

It learned human language and the techniques of the wind singer.

It will never be lonely again, because people love it.

Later generations regarded it as one of Mondstadt's "Four Winds of Protection".

"I want to go to a place where there are beautiful songs, Mom."

Tell them about everyone's situation, and about Mom's situation;

"Tell them how beautiful the place where I was born is."

The newborn child bid farewell to his mother and went to the city-state that had the world's finest bards.

Chapter 122 Dragon's Dream (Bonus Chapter 9)

This is the history that Aberdo knew:

The dragon Durin, coveting Mondstadt's lushness, attacked, its wings blotting out the sun.

When Dulin's black wings blotted out the sun, a dark, poisonous cloud spread across the sky. The dragon's jealousy gave birth to evil, and that evil poisoned all living things on earth.

In those perilous days, Mondstadt was overrun with monsters and desolation. Just as the proud Thousand Winds could no longer bear the toxic, corrosive liquid that swirled in the clouds, black rain poured down from the heavens, silencing the cries and wails of the people.

The god of wind was awakened by the weeping, his heart deeply pierced by the despairing silence.

So Dvarin was summoned and came, braving thousands of strong winds to pierce the poisonous clouds that filled the sky.

A colossal dragon roared down from the heavens, its sharp, long winds tearing through the dark, poisonous wings that blotted out the sun. Following the wind dragon's wings, gales from all directions converged and swept through, shattering the filthy black clouds.

Dvalin used his massive claws and sharp teeth to control the venomous dragon, and flew towards the heavens, which even the clouds could not reach. The pitch-black rain suddenly dissipated with the dark clouds, and the burning sky became the battlefield for the dragons' battle.

Finally, the wind dragon's sharp teeth pierced deep into the demon dragon's throat, and its giant claws tore apart its decaying chest.

The sinner's creation, carrying a long and lingering regret, fell from the immaculate sky and landed on the snow-capped mountain.

He had a very, very long dream...

I dreamt that he and everyone traveled a very, very long way to a land where songs filled the air and the grass was fragrant.

He dreamt that he sang joyfully with the kind people here and danced in the air with a giant dragon as beautiful as a jewel.

When I opened my eyes, I saw the wind and snow howling above the mountains.

The once serene, verdant earth has been stained crimson with fire and blood, and the poet's music, now tinged with azure, is almost drowned out by roars.

And the magnificent, jewel-like dragon, like a lover, plunged its sharp teeth into his neck.

"Goodbye, Mom, my journey is over."

"It would be nice to sleep in the shimmering, silvery snow."

"Goodbye, beautiful poet, beautiful dragon."

"How wonderful it would be if we could meet, sing, and dance together at different times and places."

He thought sincerely as he lay dying.

Inside the cavern of "Sleeping Dragon Valley," Han Fulai and Youla remained vigilant, watching the direction of the entrance.

Yura already had her greatsword in hand, her body slightly bent, as if she could shoot out from her hiding place like an arrow at any moment. Han Fulai, on the other hand, clasped his hands together, secretly gathering his fairy power, maintaining a state ready to fight at any moment—of course, according to Yura, this was the starting stance of "Liyue Alchemy".

Anyway, he has a lot of flashy skills; their power might not be huge, but they'll definitely look cool when he uses them. And most of his moves are area-of-effect attacks, like summoning a salt dragon or throwing a stone spear. Well, he might also get some damage to himself and Yura in the process… It's normal not to have teammate damage reduction active for AOE attacks.

According to the plan, Abedo will use the "Cinnabar Spindle" to slowly weaken the life force of the dragon Dulin, gradually suppressing it to the brink of death, while the dragon Dulin will unleash all its life force to counterattack.

When it retaliates, both Abe and the Corruption Sword will feel an uncontrollable surge of blood and detect the "distress signal" sent by Dulin.

Abedo will keep this process within two hours, which is probably the limit of how long he can continuously unleash the power of "Cinnabar Spindle".

If Abess still hasn't appeared by this deadline, the plan will switch to directly destroying the heart of the dragon Durin.

Nearly ten minutes have passed since Abedo plunged the sword into the dragon's heart. Dulin's "distress signal," that strange aura from earlier, should have already spread. Now, all they can do is wait for their prey to take the bait.

The person they were waiting for hadn't arrived yet.

But an unexpected event occurred that no one wanted to wait for.

The blank Eye of God that Han Fulai was wearing as an ornament on his waist suddenly emitted a green light... or more precisely, the light of the wind element.

Not to mention Yura, even Han Fulai himself was shocked—what was going on? Sky Island suddenly gave him a divine eye?

But why is it wind-type?

He's definitely much taller than Wendy! Isn't it said that Anemo Visions never grant to men taller than the Anemo Archon? He doesn't look like a "wind-type little boy" at all.

At that moment, a melodious melody came from his divine eye, drifting on the wind towards the heart of the demon dragon Dulin, and Abedo, who stood before that heart, gripping his sword hilt and remaining silent with his eyes closed.

"Now is the time, Dvalin. Please resonate with me with the prelude to the 'Finale of the End' and lend me your strength."

On Tvalin's back, the green bard strokes the xylophone "Philin" and plays a song of the high heavens.

Although Dvalin did not know Wendy's intentions, it still climbed to a higher altitude as instructed, and its six wings spread open at the same time, with a large amount of wind element gathering towards its body.

Dvalin opened its dragon mouth and let out a high-frequency roar that was beyond the range of human ears.

This is the dragon's roar, a song belonging to the dragon, the dragon's "words of power".

The "closing symphony of the end of the day," capable of unleashing tornadoes and sending meteors crashing down, begins with a dragon's roar that stirs up the wind elements rich in the atmosphere.

Wendy then plucked the strings, weaving the wind elements collected by Dvalin into a lyre score, and then transmitted the music to a wind wing that housed his divine power.

—He had told Han Fulai long ago that "bards never sing for free."

Since that kid agreed to help him, Wendy was naturally happy to let him be a "mobile base station".

If the lyre in his hand were the "Sky Lyre," which pierces the heavens, perhaps Dvalin could have saved himself this trouble. Unfortunately, the "Sky Lyre" is still enshrined in the sanctuary by the nuns of the Church of the West. Because this sacred relic was stolen once by an honorary knight who wished to remain anonymous, the Church and the Knights have since strengthened their guard over the relic, making it much more difficult to steal it again.

Besides, there's no point in stealing it, since the instrument is already broken.

The "Sky Harp" currently placed in the church is merely a remnant of an artifact that Venti has disguised as intact using illusion magic...

Ah, speaking of which, the "Badminton Festival" is just around the corner.

As a staple of the "Badminton Festival," this sacred relic of the Anemo Archon will be chosen and given to Mondstadt's best bard to play. How to repair that lyre before the performance... it seems that Venti, Mondstadt's best bard, has a lot on his mind.

But no matter how many troubles he still has, there is a piece of music that he has wanted to play for a certain child for five hundred years.

Yes, a bard can play the zither whenever he feels like it; that's the freedom of a bard.

Chapter 123 How pathetic! (Bonus Chapter 10)

Han Fulai reached out and removed the "Wind God's Eye" that had suddenly lit up.

This thing is a storage space created by Zhongli using the power of "Outer View". It was originally just a decorative glass bead. If it were to awaken, it should be given a Geo element. How did it suddenly gain the power of the Wind element and start playing music?

Besides, the Eye of God isn't a radio; I've never heard of anyone's Eye of God playing music...

Furthermore, the Eye of God is an "external magical organ," and the demons who already possess great power cannot use it.

He has already inherited the power of the Salt Demon, so of course he doesn't need the Eye of God... He has his own nuclear fusion energy reactor in his body, so why would he cry and beg Sky Island to give him a hand-cranked generator?

Besides, he didn't feel any extra wind elemental power in his body.

Han Fulai activated his immortal power to sense his storage space and immediately realized that it was the "Starry Sky Wings" playing.

That night, when he received the "Starry Wings" from Wendy, he had thought that the shape of these wind wings really resembled a church organ, and it turned out that they could actually be used as a musical instrument!

So this Wind Wing also has a remote control performance function?

—If he knew that Alice had invented something called the "Duducom" and entrusted it to Wendy for safekeeping, he probably wouldn't be surprised by Wendy's methods.

Han Fulai now understood that Wendy had probably planned everything when she gave him the "Starry Wings" and then directed him to find Abedo.

Wendy knew everything about Abedor's situation in the snowy mountains and that Durin was still alive. The Dragonspine Mountains were also Mondstadt territory, and nothing within Mondstadt's borders escaped the eyes of this omnipresent wind god.

This is likely part of the "Original Man" plan—Wendy, the old fox, remains as shrewd as ever, using him to push the plan forward...

High in the sky, the poet sings aloud.

His song drifted on the wind to the man and the dragon in the underground cave:

"The story I'm about to tell begins in ancient times, when the gods still walked on the earth."

"The dragon descended from the sky, full of curiosity about everything in the world."

"The dragon seeks its own answers, yet cannot comprehend the chaos of the mortal world."

"The Wind Singer plays the strings, and the Sky Harp answers its questions one by one."

"The dragon is nothing but a curious child, simply flying carefree until now..."

"It listens to poetry and wants to learn to sing."

"—So that all things may understand its heart."

In ancient times, Barbatos, the god of wind, gently stroked his harp, summoning a thousand pure winds and songs.

Enchanted by the untamed wind and song, the dragon Dvalin descended to earth and pledged his allegiance to him.

Barbatos was delighted to have made a new friend and entrusted him with the protection of all the people of Mondstadt.

Thus, the wandering wind god and the wind dragon, through their friendship, ushered in the dawn of Mondstadt.

"...The dragon is just a curious child, wanting all things to understand its heart."

Two tears inexplicably streamed down Aberdo's face.

As an artificial human, he often cannot fully understand human emotions.

He knew that humans had emotions like joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and he knew how to express similar feelings in human language at the right time—of course, he would sometimes misjudge the timing and become a so-called "conversation killer," such as when inviting others to be experimental subjects... In Abedo's view, sacrificing oneself for the pursuit of truth should be a joyful thing.

However, just like experiments always have failures, we can learn from them and improve next time. Aberdo wasn't too bothered by these minor setbacks.

Among the thick volumes of alchemy notebooks that were stolen from him by Abedo, much of the content was not simply alchemical knowledge, but also included Abedo's understanding and reflections on human emotions.

If anyone had seen these notes, they would know that Abedo, who had just arrived in Mondstadt, lived a secluded life, rarely interacting with anyone, and was just like Sugar—a tech geek.

The Abedo of three years ago is completely different from the very popular and refined scholar he is now.

In a sense, Aberdo has never stopped "evolving".

He's becoming more and more like a human being.

Aberdo easily understood why people laugh, because he understood the joy of exploring the unknown and gaining knowledge, and he also understood the satisfaction that hobbies such as painting and frying fish bring... But he found it difficult to understand why humans cry.

Just like the basic theory of alchemy, to gain something you must lose something else; life is always accompanied by all sorts of losses.

As an artificial human, an immortal being who lived longer than many elderly people, Abeldo was actually quite indifferent to matters of life and death. As for material possessions, such as honor and money, they were no different from pebbles on the roadside to him.

Although he lived in Mondstadt and surrounded himself with humans, the "birthmark" on his neck constantly reminded him that he was a homunculus.

Artificial humans are not human.

He is indeed imitating humans, but he is not human.

Even standing in a crowd, he felt as if he were on a deserted island.

After all... he's the only "Son of Chalk".

This is the loneliness he was born with.

Aberdo didn't think there was anything wrong with being lonely.

So what if he's lonely? So what if he's alone? So what if he's alone? Will it affect his alchemy research? No.

In fact, when Abedo first explored "Sleeping Dragon Valley" a little over a month ago and sensed the sorrow emanating from the aura of the demon dragon Dulin, he didn't understand it at all.

Why does Dulin feel sad?

Until he heard Dulin's voice and learned of Dulin's regrets before his death.

The child who had just arrived in this world wanted to find companions, so he traveled thousands of miles to Mondstadt. However, his very existence was not accepted by this world, and it was destined that no one could understand the child's feelings.

Therefore, Dulin remained alone until his death.

“How pathetic,” Aberdo said.

Five hundred years ago, in the midst of a dark calamity, at the very end of that battle... it was the poet's trembling lyre that stopped the dragon's attack.

The wind dragon in the high sky thus gained a moment's opportunity to end the evil dragon's poisonous influence.

“How pathetic,” Aberdo said.

This was said to Dulin, and also to himself.

“I never thought there was anything wrong with being lonely… but I was wrong. What’s more tragic than being lonely is feeling lonely but deceiving yourself into believing you’re not lonely.”