Teyvat Survival Guide

……

After crying for a long time, Samuel finally felt better.

He sniffed and gradually calmed down with Wendy's comfort.

Looking at the soaked clothes of the green-clad boy in front of him, he felt a little guilty after realizing what had just happened. He said sullenly:

"I'm sorry Lord Barbatos, I was too excited..."

"Okay, I'm glad you're okay." Wendy patted his head and said with a smile, "As for clothes, you can use the element of wind to dry them. The most important thing is that my little slime is happy and comfortable."

“How is it? Do you feel better?” As He said this, He raised the crown in His hand and wanted to put it back on the young man in front of Him.

Samuel stood still and waited for Wendy to place the crown firmly on his head before nodding:

"…I feel much better now, thank you Lord Barbatos."

"If you want to thank me, it's not enough to just say it." Wendy's emerald green eyes were smiling, "My little slime, you have to show some sincerity."

"'Sincerity'...?" Samuel repeated doubtfully.

What sincerity does Lord Barbatos want...?

As he was thinking, Samuel suddenly remembered something Wendy had said to him a long time ago.

“Samuel, after you become a human, why don’t you get along well with Master Diluk? Think about it, he has a lot of precious wines in his house!”

Lord Barbatos has just woken up, so he should want to drink some wine to satisfy his craving, right?

If it was Lord Barbatos, he would probably like to drink expensive liquor...?

This is probably the "sincerity" that Lord Barbatos wants, right?

After thinking it over again and again, the young man suddenly realized, as if he understood something.

As for the rest...

As usual, although he knew it, he didn't dare to think about it.

So, Samuel subconsciously touched his pocket, wanting to take out Mora to buy wine for Lord Barbatos.

But found it empty.

Not to mention Mora, there isn't even a single hair.

Samuel blinked in confusion.

It shouldn't be...

Logically speaking, after the embarrassing situation of not bringing money last time he went out, he would always carry Mora's money in his clothes.

…Where is I, Mora?

After thinking about it for a while, he finally remembered.

——The style of this dress is too complicated. He had previously thought that he would only wear it during the Windblume Festival and take it off after the Windblume Festival.

Moreover, according to the schedule, he was busy attending various activities throughout the Wind Flower Festival and did not need to buy anything, so he did not think about putting Mora in it.

I never thought... that I would meet Lord Barbatos.

Samuel: "..."

After thinking through the whole process, he wanted to travel back in time and beat himself to death for thinking that he didn't need to pretend to be Mora.

…Next time he will definitely remember to bring Mora as a backup.

Thinking of this, Samuel couldn't help feeling a little depressed, and said with his head down apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Lord Barbatos, I don't have Mora with me right now, so I can't buy you some wine for now..."

Wendy chuckled and waved her hand:

"Oh, that's not what I meant.

"I mean…"

As if he wanted to explain to the boy, He stretched out his hands and gently cupped the boy's cheeks.

Then, he saw the young man's eyes widen slightly, as if he couldn't believe it.

But the next second, a hint of expectation gradually appeared in those blue eyes, and they began to dodge unconsciously.

A slight blush slowly appeared on her fair cheeks.

"You're still the same as before, my little slime." Wendy pinched his hot cheeks and teased, "You get shy so easily."

“You were so proactive in my dream before.” He let go of her hand and added with a smile.

Dream, in a dream...?!

Samuel, whose face was slightly blushing, was stunned.

Wait, what Lord Barbatos was talking about couldn’t be, couldn’t be…? ! !

All of a sudden, everything that happened in the dream that night came to mind, without any omission.

This is just great.

The slightly flushed face turned red in an instant.

Looking at the embarrassed look of the white-haired boy in front of her, Wendy, having achieved her goal, breathed a sigh of relief.

He was shocked when they first met, and thought his little slime had become strange.

After all, his little slime would not act so arrogantly in front of Him.

But now it seems.

Oh, it’s still the same little slime.

Hmm...if converted into slime form, it should be bubbling very enthusiastically at this time, right?

…Wait, “Slime form”…?

Thinking of this, Wendy glanced at Samuel and suddenly knew what to do to make his little slime more relaxed.

As early as yesterday morning when she heard Albedo say that, Wendy hoped to give her little slime more freedom.

And at night, after seeing Samuel's decadent and lost back, this thought became even more intense.

He held this thought in mind until the next morning, when the Wind Flower Festival ended and he was stopped by two Knights of Favonius and saw the noble, sacred and gentle "Pope".

Wendy finally realized that what bound Samuel was not the title of His Holiness the Pope that she had bestowed upon him, but the expectations that the title of His Holiness the Pope brought to people.

As long as Samuel remains the Pope of the West Wind Church, as long as Samuel can still be recognized and appear in front of the public.

In order to respond to people's expectations, Samuel will remain bound in this way.

But let’s not mention that Wendy’s elemental power is not abundant at present, and she can no longer perform the grand scene like the last time when she crowned Samuel.

Take something like a position for example. It's not something you can take back just because you want to.

Today, people respect Samuel not only for the papacy he was granted as the wind god Barbatos, but also for the reputation he gained from resolving the wolf disaster and the reputation he issued for the many policies that benefited the people.

Even if He issued another oracle to revoke Samuel's position, the current situation would not improve.

Because in people's hearts he was already a well-deserved Pope, even if the wind god Barbatos revoked the decree of coronation and removed his crown, the good deeds Samuel did during his tenure would not be forgotten.

"His Majesty's admirers" like Batta will still exist, and the nuns of the church and the knights of the Knights Templar will still respect him.

Instead of “His Majesty Saint Samuel”, there is still “Lord Saint Samuel”.

No respect was to be shown to Samuel unless Wendy gave the express order.

But if that were the case, would Samuel himself be willing?

And if the meaning was twisted by some believers, how would Samuel be treated?

Anyway, it is definitely not what He wants to see.

Just like last time.

Can freedom commanded by God still be called "freedom"?

He would not make the same mistake with Samuel that He had made with Tevarin.

Therefore, how to make Samuel feel more relaxed became a matter that consumed Wendy's mind.

——Until just now.

He suddenly thought of an idea that was very feasible.

As long as... I'm not recognized, it's fine.

Just like... no one recognized Him as Barbatos, the god of wind.

……

——After a while, Wendy squatted on the gravel road, pinching her chin, and looked at the wind slime wearing a crown and blinking its eyes standing on a pile of noble clothes in front of her with a puzzled expression.

After a moment, he suddenly realized what was going on. He reached out his hand, took off the crown on the other person's head, and hid it in his clothes.

Afterwards, he looked at Samuel, who was almost identical to the average wind slime except for his eyes being a little wiser, and nodded with satisfaction:

"That's right."

Samuel, with a bald head, blinked in confusion.

…Just now, Lord Barbatos seemed to have thought of something and suddenly made him transform back into a slime.

He said that this would help him hide his identity and allow him to relax.

He could understand hiding his identity. After all, he was too conspicuous. Although nothing would happen if he was recognized, it would definitely cause a lot of trouble.

But…what does “relax” mean?

He felt very relaxed just being able to be with Lord Barbatos.

Before Samuel could figure it out, he was picked up by Wendy and held in her arms.

He raised his head out of habit and looked into the pair of smiling emerald eyes. Suddenly, Samuel felt as if he had returned to the time when they first met.

Lord Barbatos...

As if she had noticed his thoughts, Wendy lowered her head and asked the still dazed Wind Slime in her arms:

"how do you feel?"

Samuel came back to his senses, twisted his body left and right to feel it, and said honestly:

“…I haven’t turned into a slime in a long time. I’m still a little uncomfortable with turning back suddenly.”

Wendy nodded thoughtfully:

“…Apart from this, is there any other feeling?

"For example, the shape is not very stable. I always feel like it will grow horns, a tail or something."

The little slime shook his body: "No."

Seeing this, Wendy seemed to be relieved and in a good mood. She patted the top of the head of the slime in her arms as if to comfort it:

"That's good."

After waiting for Samuel to use the wind to carry the clothes that fell on the ground back to the European-style courtyard where he lived nearby, Wendy carried him along the gravel path and walked out of the green garden.

……

"Lei Ze, how do you feel? Isn't it spectacular and festive?

“Every year, the Wind Flower Festival is decorated like this! The city is full of beautiful flowers, and even the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers!

"The only drawback is that I can't get any commissions..."

Walking on the street, Bennett was enthusiastically introducing his view of the Wind Flower Festival to Lei Ze beside him.

And Lei Ze looked left and right after hearing his introduction.

Some of the words Bennett used were simply incomprehensible to Reiser.

He was still too unfamiliar with human language and his vocabulary was not sufficient.

However, based on Bennett's tone, he could vaguely guess the general meaning.

Finally, under Bennett's expectant eyes, Lei Ze nodded in agreement:

"In the city, it's beautiful."

Seeing him nod, Bennett also stretched his body happily:

"I'm glad you like it. I thought I had made this trip in vain. I'm lucky enough to meet you."

They met at a ruin near Fruit Wine Lake.

The cause of the incident was that Bennett was injured during an adventure yesterday, and as usual he went to the church to seek treatment from the nuns.

Then I found Miss Barbara sitting on a bench in the church, looking pale and holding a piece of paper, which read:

Dear Miss Barbara:

Steal your most important things and bury them in the ground."

Bennett got angry when he saw it.

This is too much! This is clearly a threatening letter!

There's also a map on the back that looks like it's set in the wild.

With the thought in mind that "Miss Barbara has helped me so many times, I simply cannot stand idly by", Bennett pondered for a long time and felt that this place looked like a relic near Fruit Wine Lake, so he hurried over.

Unexpectedly, instead of finding the thing, he met Lei Ze who was trapped in the landing door mechanism deep in the ruins.

How could Bennett, who was brave enough to do something for a just cause, bear this scene? He rushed over with passion and wanted to help find the switch of the door.

then.

…was also locked in.

But this cannot be blamed on Bennett. Who could have thought that this cell was so insidious and actually had two layers, inside and outside!

Fortunately, Lei Ze came up with an idea. He combined the power of thunder and fire elements together to create an "overload" reaction, which blew open the prison door.

After that, Bennett searched around the ruins for a long time but found no clues, so he simply concluded that the cell was a trap set by the bad guys.

After a long journey, we finally returned to Mondstadt at noon today.

As soon as he entered the city, Bennett quickly went to the church district. He breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Miss Barbara was not in danger.

But later he was told by Sister Rosalia that the so-called "threatening letter" was actually an inappropriate surprise prepared by Miss Barbara's fans.

If he hadn't met Lei Ze, wouldn't it be like he had made a stupid trip in vain.

However, thinking of this, he recalled the magnificently decorated Temple Square he had seen on the way to the church, and couldn't help feeling a little regretful:

“…It’s just a pity that I couldn’t participate in this year’s Wind Flower Festival. I heard that this festival was held by His Majesty!

"What kind of celebration will your great Majesty hold?"

Lei Ze on the side was stunned when he heard this.

"Your Majesty"?

Of course, he would never forget "His Holiness the Pope" who saved Lupica and others.

But he hadn't heard this word for countless times since the sun set.

After a moment, he reacted and unconsciously chewed on this familiar but old word with a strange and awkward pronunciation:

"…'Your Majesty'?"

"Yes, His Holiness Saint Samuel of the West Wind Church!" Bennett introduced him with admiration in his eyes, "He is very powerful!"

"When I met him at that time, he could tell at a glance that I had injuries, and he healed them all in an instant!" he added excitedly.

Lei Ze recovered and recalled the white-haired boy wearing a crown who had rescued the wolves in the cave before, and nodded in agreement:

"Your Majesty, you are very strong, and very kind."

"really?"

A passerby asked in a brisk tone, obviously very interested in this topic.

Although it was unclear why there were still people in Mondstadt who doubted His Majesty's strength, Bennett still explained as a matter of course:

"Of course! Your Majesty is a two thousand year old elemental dragon! Of course he must be very powerful!"

As he said this, he turned his head and looked at the passerby who had just been curious.

After listening to this, the familiar young bard raised his eyebrows meaningfully.

Then he lowered his head slightly, looked at the wind slime in his arms, smiled with curved eyes, and said in a teasing tone:

"Oh, so powerful, a two thousand year old elemental dragon."

As he finished speaking, the wind slime in his arms trembled.

Then, bubbles appeared visibly.