Thank you for the invitation. He's in heaven now, he's become God.

"So... Mondstadt used to be an ice field, right?"

The usually silly and cute little guy was surprisingly articulate and clear-headed when he spoke.

"It was thanks to the power of that king that the people of Mondstadt were able to survive."

"In the story we just heard, the king didn't seem to oppress or exploit the people, did he?"

"Just for the vague reason of freedom, he killed his benefactor who protected him..."

"...Isn't this just too unreasonable?"

"Freedom may seem ethereal, but it is more important than anything else in this world."

As soon as Paimon finished speaking, Wendy shook his head and said seriously.

"I, the king, glanced at my subjects who bowed down amidst the endless breaths, assuming their submission and finding satisfaction in it."

"It is inevitable that I, the king who has never listened to the voices of my subjects, will be overthrown!"

P.S.: Sorry, I had such a writer's block on these two chapters today that I questioned my existence, so they're both quite late.

PS2: Regarding the Lone King in the Tower, many Genshin Impact fanfics feature a female character. I, the author, also wanted to write her as a female character, perhaps recruiting her as a familiar to the protagonist, and in most cases, she could take the lead in fighting for the protagonist. What do you all think of this idea?

Chapter Sixty-Five: The True Tyrant

"But, even so..."

Paimon was taken aback by Wendy's assertive words, but she still stuck to her original idea.

"To kill the king who once protected you, isn't that going too far?"

"What do you need...?"

"...Can't we talk this out properly?"

"How can a king who resides in a high tower hear the voices of his subjects?"

Wendy gently shook her head at Paimon's "naive" idea.

"But……"

"Alright, Paimon!"

Seeing that Paimon seemed to want to say something more, Yahweh reached out and tapped her little head, stopping her from speaking.

"The world is not black and white, nor is there absolute right or wrong."

Yahweh was not interested in whether the actions of the Lone King in the Tower were correct.

Or perhaps for him, such an argument is meaningless.

"Arguing about this kind of thing...is pointless."

"However, he will be overthrown by the former Mondstadt people, by that lonely king of the tower..."

"...The approach does indeed have many flaws!"

Saying this, Yahweh shook his head with some regret.

"Lord Yahweh,"

Hearing Yahweh's words, Paimon puffed out his cheeks slightly in anger.

Do you agree with the busker's point of view?

"That's not the case,"

Yahweh glanced at Wendy and gently shook his head.

"However, the storm, while cutting off freedom, also provoked resistance."

"However, this matter is not without a solution."

"What's the solution?"

"That's right!"

Yahweh nodded slightly.

“I believe that I, the king, can take advantage of the flood…”

"That ancient king is the Wind Demon God."

Wendy interrupted Yahweh, looking at the gentle-smiling alien god before him, and a strange, ominous feeling arose in his heart.

"Lacking the power to control the water element..."

"Yes, if that's the case..."

Whether it was her imagination or not, Wendy seemed to see a faint hint of disappointment on Yahweh's face.

“Then, I, the King, may have my subjects who believe in me build a palace and use my divine power to protect it from the cold wind.”

Yahweh expressed his thoughts.

"However, only those who believe in Him may live in the palace."

"Then, withdraw the storm that isolates the outside world until the cold wave washes everything away, and then restore the wind barrier."

"Do this several times..."

"...Then no one will think about overthrowing Him, right?"

"........."

As Yahweh finished speaking, everyone except Luminous and Paimon looked at him with strange expressions, completely terrified by his idea.

"what happened?"

Seeing everyone's reaction, Yahweh spoke up, seemingly puzzled.

Is there something wrong with my thinking?

Nothing's right, okay?

What kind of devil could come up with such an idea?

Only then did people begin to understand what a true tyrant was.

A lone king in a high tower?

Compared to Yawei, she's like a gentle older sister next door!

"fluorescent……"

Amber couldn't help but tug at Ying's sleeve, instinctively hiding behind her.

"...I have a feeling...Mr. Yahweh is so scary..."

"Is it scary?"

Ying didn't think so. She felt that Yawei was quite nice, at least he was quite nice to her.

"Let's not talk about this now!"

In the end, Wendy said it with an awkward laugh.

"Let's deal with the Wind Dragon problem first!"

He suddenly felt somewhat fortunate that the lonely king of the tower was Dekalapian, not Yahweh.

otherwise……

Wendy shook her head, almost afraid to think about it any further.

"Yes, Lord Wendy is absolutely right!"

Even the troupe leader's expression became somewhat stiff.

After all, she had never expected that Yahweh would say such a thing.

After that, the group stopped talking and quietly headed to the center of the Wind Dragon Ruins.

"Sigh~"

Paimon suddenly shivered.

"Has everyone noticed that the closer we get to the center of the Wind Dragon Ruins, the colder it gets?"

"Yes, there is some..."

Barbara touched her fair shoulder, which had become icy cold at some point.

"Maybe it's because the wind is too strong?"

Amber guessed that.

"The interior of the Wind Dragon Ruins... isn't much of a spectacle!"

Wendy shook her head slightly at Amber's words.

"However, although it's very subtle, but..."

"...I felt the familiar wind!"

"Let's hurry over there!"

"I hope...it's not what I think..."

Wendy murmured to herself.

As Wendy spoke, the group quickened their pace.

After passing through the main gate and overcoming the obstacles of the ruins, the group finally reached their target.

It was a sky dragon with two horns on its head and dark blue wings on its back.

However, the purplish-red color formed by the venomous blood of the dragon Dulin adds a touch of demonic nature to it.

The dragon that once carried the winds of the sky has become the Stormterror, bringing calamity to Mondstadt.

However, at this moment, the Wind Demon Dragon was coiled on the ground with its eyes closed, seemingly completely unaware of the arrival of the group.

"Tvarin..."

Looking at the Stormterror in this state, a pang of regret flashed in Wendy's eyes.