He changed Tiwat

Although it's a strong liquor, Dandelion Wine doesn't burn the esophagus like Winter's "Fire Water," nor does it hit the head like Liyue White Wine. It only has a pleasant, slightly intoxicating feeling, like being caressed by a gentle breeze, which is just right for his alcohol tolerance.

It seems there's a reason why the people of Mondstadt prefer this wine.

Yura drank the wine, but she wasn't fooled by his interruption. Instead, she pressed him relentlessly, asking, "You just said that you feel guilty towards me and want to make it up to me. Can I ask you for some kind of 'compensation' right now?"

This request came as a great surprise to Han Fulai.

However, he didn't think about it for long and immediately agreed: "Of course, as long as it's something I can do right now."

As for whether he can do it now, that's up to him. If he thinks it's an excessive request, he will definitely refuse—and he also believes that Yura shouldn't make any excessive requests.

Yura really didn't intend to make any unreasonable demands.

This was just a whim of hers, or rather... she wanted to see him struggle. After all, he had bullied people before.

She hadn't forgotten the grudge Han Fulai had held against her for deliberately teasing her before.

Although there is an old saying in Liyue, "A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years," Yura is a woman and not from Liyue, so she usually takes revenge on the spot.

Yura's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

"According to you, whether you participate in competitions or write poetry, your purpose is simply to help me become 'the Yura Lawrence recognized by everyone,' right?"

"Yes." Han Fulai nodded.

"So that means the two poems you wrote in the competition weren't really heartfelt, because you didn't have any feelings for me that went beyond friendship, right?" Yura continued.

"Uh... um." Han Fulai realized that he seemed to have fallen into a trap.

"So those two poems can't be considered poems written for me, right? What if I said I wanted you to actually write a poem for me, and I also wanted to see you 'compose a poem in seven steps' in front of me? Is that something you can do? Would you agree?" Yura finally revealed her true intentions.

Han Fulai habitually stroked his chin: "Writing poetry... of course, no problem. Not to mention one, ten or eight, as long as you want, I can write it... but, do you really want to hear me recite love poems?"

Yura raised her chin: "Who said I wanted a love poem? Hmm, I heard that you wrote a poem at the event today, which is called 'Nian Nu Jiao' in Liyue language. It is said to be a love poem praising a beautiful woman."

"But I don't like love poems. I want you to write a poem called 'Nian Nu Jiao' on the theme of 'fair lord,' praising the 'Wave Knight' of the Knights of Favonius!"

Han Fulai chuckled.

Yura's actions were blatant revenge for his previous "teasing," showing she really holds a grudge.

She wouldn't think this request is too difficult, would she? Not all poems in the "Nian Nu Jiao" style are gentle love poems. In the world before Han Fulai, there was a style of "Nian Nu Jiao" that required a burly man from Guanzhong, with a bronze pipa and iron clappers, to sing "The Great River Flows East".

But then Han Fulai tapped his wine cup with his knuckles and, in the tune of the Chinese poem "The Great River Flows East," proclaimed in a loud voice:

"From north to south, I ask the heavens and earth, where can a madman find refuge?"

"Borrowing power until winter's end, many fools remain, to bring spring to my windy city."

Upon hearing this, Yura spat out, "Pah! Who's your Fengcheng Springtime?"

Han Fulai smiled and pointed at Yura:

"Sleeves of green emerald green, silk gauze veiled with jade, a smile worth a thousand pieces of gold."

"A divine figure, how could a fickle heart bear it?"

These two lines naturally imply the meaning that "I cannot enjoy the spring scenery of this windy city".

Yura wrinkled her nose and turned her head away.

Han Fulai's poem, however, has a second stanza:

"Recalling the Longji Beach, the snow-capped mountains and lakeside, the bright moon hangs in the clear blue sky."

Dancing and lingering beneath the icy mist, I know not what night this is.

Is he referring to the "ritual dance" performed under the moon on the frozen lake that day?

Yura recalled the whispered conversation she had with Amber that night, and her thoughts drifted slightly, only to hear Han Fulai's voice suddenly rise another notch.

"His courage is as high as the sky, his loyalty as deep as the earth, yet no one in the world knows him."

A thousand idle sorrows, a single night in drunken revelry turned my hair white.

Han Fulai raised his glass to Youla: "May this poem be offered to Miss Youla in her drunken revelry, perhaps as a toast?"

Yura remained silent for a moment, then raised her glass and clinked it against his.

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Chapter 247 I Will Make You the "Saintess of Mondstadt"

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but Yura felt unusually sentimental tonight.

"His courage is as high as the sky, his loyalty as deep as the earth, yet no one in the world knows him."

This line of poetry was like a sharp arrow, piercing her heart with pinpoint accuracy.

She couldn't help but recall that noon on the opening day of the badminton festival, when this man was sitting in front of her, holding a wine glass, just like he was now.

At that time, he told her that he admired her very much.

She asked him what he admired about himself, and this is how he answered:

“I admire you for being who you are today. Judging from your mastery of those aristocratic etiquettes, they have become an integral part of your life—or rather, you should have been ‘assimilated’ by this aristocratic system. But you have been able to break free from this system…that is what surprises me the most.”

He also said to her:

"Like you, I also want to fight against a massive system. In this respect, we can be considered comrades-in-arms."

That day, Yura grasped his hand and acknowledged him as her "comrade-in-arms".

Now that they have destroyed the Fools' stronghold in Mondstadt, their mission is over—but Yura's "battle" is far from over.

She continues to fight.

She is still fighting against a massive system.

This system contains historical legacies, enemies called prejudice, and ubiquitous misinterpretations and malice.

No matter what she did, it seemed she couldn't change anything, nor could she get any reward.

The name "Lawrence" is the original sin. What use is it if she is brave and loyal? People are always on guard against her, on guard against Lawrence.

Therefore, no one in the world knows him.

Schubert, a fallen nobleman with no influence in Mondstadt, lived in the middle of nowhere. Logically, the Knights shouldn't have paid any attention to such a person, yet he was subjected to close surveillance from the very first day he arrived... And the disappearance of such a nobody actually attracted the "Hero of the Night" to take action, with the Knights' intelligence chief, Kaeya, personally leading a team to capture him...

—Isn't it all because Schubert's last name was Lawrence?

The Knights were wary of Schubert, wary of Lawrence... but what about her? What about Yura Lawrence?

What kind of secret precautions did she face?

How many of the tasks the Knights have been assigning her these past few days were actually aimed at forcing her to break with the Lawrence family?

Just as Han Fulai had just told her, only by leaving the Lawrence family could she be truly accepted by the Knights.

She knew that many people wanted this to happen.

The clearer the understanding, the colder the heart feels.

But now Yura believes it. Amber is telling the truth. There are still people who understand her, and there are still people who don't want her to be misunderstood or hurt.

Therefore, it cannot be said that "no one in the world knows me"—because at least you understand me.

Yura suddenly recited two lines of poetry in a soft voice: "Suddenly I remember my soulmate, the orioles sing and the birds leap, the spring breeze and the bright moon shine on the tower."

This is a poem that Han Fulai wrote this afternoon at the "Poetry Recitation" event.

Han Fulai looked at Youla with some surprise, only to see Youla raise her glass to him: "I really like the poem you gave me. Thank you."

"Thank you" was what Yura wanted to say most tonight, and with this drink, she finally said it.

The two clinked glasses again and drank it all in one gulp.

Perhaps because both poetry and wine suited Yura's tastes, her attitude towards him seemed to have softened considerably compared to before. Han Fulai also took the opportunity to start discussing the real "business" of the evening with Yura.

"I came here tonight because I also have something I'd like to discuss with you, Miss Yura."

"Is it about the 'Badminton Festival Princess'?" Yura asked.

Han Fulai nodded: "Exactly."

Yura's finger traced a circle around the empty wine glass in front of her.

"...You just told me that after this year's 'Badminton Festival,' there won't be any more people causing trouble for me because of my family. Is that related to this?"

Han Fulai nodded again: "That's right."

Yura looked at his face and asked, "Do you know what it means in Mondstadt's tradition to want to nominate me as the 'Badminton Festival Princess'?"

Han Fulai looked slightly embarrassed: "Well... I actually only heard about it from Miss Amber this morning... but it's okay, because I originally wanted Miss Yura to refuse me anyway. Customs are just customs after all. Agreeing to become the 'Badminton Festival Princess' doesn't mean agreeing to marry the person you've chosen, right?"

Even in Liyue, the "Land of Contracts," it's common for people to take money and not do anything, or to agree and then withdraw. Such so-called "customs" with little enforcement power cannot be used as evidence that a girl has agreed to a marriage proposal.

Moreover, this kind of behavior—using the momentum of winning the "Badminton Festival Championship" to publicly express love to a girl—would definitely be criticized as "moral blackmail" in modern times.

Amber said that no girl would refuse in the past, but that was only because the person in question never intended to refuse. If a girl doesn't agree to your advances, are you going to force her to agree like you did in the royal era? A free city-state certainly wouldn't do such a thing.

Anyway, Yura has always been known for her unconventional personality in Mondstadt, so even if she puts on a show of being "moved but rejected," everyone would just think that's just how Yura is. On the contrary, having the first "moved but rejected" "Badminton Festival Princess" in history at the "Badminton Festival" would be more sensational and have a greater media impact, making it easier for people to remember Yura as the special "Badminton Festival Princess."

Yura shook her head.

"It's just an empty title of 'Badminton Festival Princess,' which people will forget about after the festival. It's useless."

What she said was true; simply being a princess at a festival, even if it could change people's impressions, would only be temporary.

For modern beauty pageant winners to truly be remembered, the key is to land leading roles in TV dramas or movies and have a solid reputation for their work.

What Yora lacks most in Mondstadt is actually this "reputation".

Fortunately, Han Fulai now has enough cards to play to help Yura establish this "reputation".

“This is just the first step,” Han Fulai said.

"Is there a second step?" Yura asked curiously.

“Yes, there’s a second step.” Han Fulai nodded. “Becoming the ‘Badminton Festival Princess’ only gives you a stage in the spotlight. The second step is that on that day, you will perform a ‘ritual dance’ for all of Mondstadt.”

“Hmm…” Yura hesitated for a moment, then shook her head. “Even if I danced in public, what would be the point?”

Han Fulai smiled.

“Ordinary dances are of course useless, but your ‘Ritual Dance’ is not ordinary. The ‘Ritual Dance’ is called ‘Ritual’, so it is naturally a ritual offered to the gods. If the gods are willing to acknowledge your ‘Ritual’, that’s a different story.”

Yura was stunned.

"The gods...acknowledge my 'ritual'?"

“Yes. This is the third step.” Han Fulai’s smile widened. “I will make you a servant of the wind god Barbatos, or rather… ‘Saintess of Mondstadt’.”

Chapter 248 Who says I'm inferior to her!

Yura was so shocked by Han Fulai that she was speechless.

Make her a follower of Barbatos, the god of wind, and make her the "Saintess of Mondstadt"?

Does he know what he's saying?

The free wind goddess has been missing for five hundred years. Where can we find her to watch her "ritual dance"?

Moreover, the Lawrence family was overthrown at the behest of the wind god; how could the wind god possibly favor a descendant of a sinner like her?

And more importantly—why did he talk as if he were very familiar with the Wind God?

It sounds like he could get Barbatos to attend the "Badminton Festival," and then she could go on stage and dance, and the old man Barbatos, who had disappeared for five hundred years, would suddenly appear and bestow upon her the title of "Family of the Wind God"...

If someone else said that, Yura would definitely laugh at that person for being drunk.

But the one who said this was Han Fulai, the "successor of the Emperor" of Liyue who could summon the help of the Liyue immortals.

He said he wanted to change the people of Mondstadt's impression of her as a "sinner descendant" of the Lawrence family and make them accept her as "Yura Lawrence, the Wave Knight".

—For the Mondstadt people, who worship the wind god Barbatos, what could be more powerful evidence than the personal endorsement of the wind god Barbatos?

If you ask Yura whether she's willing to believe him... Yura believes him.

however……

"No, it's not suitable for me at all." Yura shook her head again.

Han Fulai's smile remained unchanged, but he asked her with apparent interest, "Why?"

Yura reached out and touched the Lawrence family crest on her knight's uniform, the "Ice Seal" as sharp as a sword.

“You know, my faith in the Anemo Archon isn’t as pure as that of the native Mondstadt people, and I’m not worthy of the title of Anemo Archon’s servant. Besides… it doesn’t suit my personality.”