Teyvat Survival Guide

Samuel waited for a long time before he saw Sora and Paimon carrying a wild boar back to the tent.

Looking at the little wild boar that had become silent, Samuel felt pity.

Wild boar san, you are so pitiful.

May Lord Barbatos protect you.

Samuel pretended to pray and then ran over to help deal with the wild boar.

After finishing the work, Kong picked up a smooth branch that he had sharpened nearby and skewered the wild boar meat and some side dishes into small pieces. He then set up a rack over the campfire and grilled the skewers.

He urged the wind element to control the temperature. The meat skewers were burned by the fire, and the aroma of meat and fragrance gradually emanated. Kong picked up various seasonings and sprinkled them on the skewers.

Even Samuel, a wind slime who thought nothing was more delicious than wind elemental power, couldn't help but sniff the fragrance twice.

The first skewer of grilled meat was decisively taken away by Paimon.

Seeing Paimon chewing with relish, a greedy little slime couldn't help but wipe his saliva.

Just then, another skewer of roasted animal meat was placed in front of him.

Samuel looked at the blond boy who smiled at him, blinked, and took the string of animal meat.

After taking two bites, the white-haired boy's eyes suddenly sparkled.

Although it is not as good as wind elemental power and elemental essential oil, but...

This is a kebab!

The little slime sighed inwardly.

I remember the last time I ate barbecue skewers was before my senior year of high school. My mother was still full of energy at that time.

Later, his mother was too tired to work, and after he took over the household chores, he was too busy to have time.

Think of it this way...

He really hasn't had barbecue for a long time.

So under Kong's smiling gaze, Samuel also began to eat voraciously.

While eating, Samuel muttered in his heart:

I'm sorry, poor little wild boar. I'm sorry.

But you smell so good...

The little slime was heartbroken, but he reached out and asked for another string.

In this way, the three of them took turns eating, and soon most of the little wild boar was eaten.

Paimon patted his bloated belly and burped:

"The barbecue isn't bad either. Travelers' cooking skills are truly the best!"

She flew up and stretched: "Yawn... I feel like having a good sleep after eating."

"I'm going back to the tent first. Good night traveler, good night Xiaofeng!"

As he said that, Paimon rubbed his eyes and flew into the tent, and soon fell asleep.

After Sora packed up, he sat by the campfire and polished his sword. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Samuel staring at him.

He raised his head and met Samuel's eyes, which were as blue as the sky.

"Isn't Samuel going to sleep?" Sora asked.

The white-haired boy held his chin in his hand and stared at him intently.

Sora was stunned by his direct gaze.

"Traveler brother—" Samuel spoke slowly.

Kong suddenly realized something was wrong.

Is this, something to say…?

He suddenly felt a little flustered, afraid of what Samuel would say next, but secretly looking forward to it.

"——There are vegetable leaves on your teeth." As he said this, the white-haired boy pointed at his front teeth.

Sora felt like he was going to be blinded by his shiny teeth.

He wiped away the leaves awkwardly, and then he suddenly realized something was wrong.

I just...

...What are you looking forward to?

Sora was struggling.

Samuel, who felt that it was too boring to just sit there, tried to find a topic to talk about:

"By the way, how did Brother Traveler know Paimon?"

Sora reacted, came to his senses, and shook his head slightly.

Then he looked up at the sky and recalled:

"I remember that day, the sun was shining brightly, and I was fishing by the lake..."

Samuel nodded and listened.

He really wanted to listen carefully, but Kong's voice was too young and gentle, and his tone was too calm.

Besides, he already knew how the Traveler and Paimon knew each other, so he wasn't really interested in the topic and was just looking for something to start a conversation.

So, after a while, as Kong slowly told the story, Samuel quickly closed his eyes and began to snore happily.

Seeing this, Kong stopped talking and sighed.

He gently picked up the white-haired boy, carried him back to the tent, and covered him with a blanket.

"…Goodnight, Samuel." Sora said softly, looking at the sleeping boy.

……

I slept very restlessly that night.

Ever since he noticed Samuel's possible thoughts last night, his mind has been filled with these thoughts.

It’s actually not that bad during the day, as he needs to consider the route, ingredients, safety and various hidden dangers.

A wild beast or monster might suddenly jump out of the woods, and if one is not careful, Paimon or Samuel might get hurt. In this situation, he needs to stay vigilant at all times.

In this atmosphere, he always felt that Samuel, like Paimon, was just a friend, and he might still not be able to respond to the other party.

But now, at night, the unintentional eye contact during the day and the boy’s slightly red face would come to my mind again and again.

Looking back now, it seems that I was constantly paying attention to the other person without even noticing.

He lay on the berth and had many disorganized dreams. He dreamed that a strange god took away his sister, he dreamed of fishing Paimon by the lake, and he dreamed of letting the wind slime go under the tree where the wind was rising.

But at the end of every dream, he completed his journey and found his sister.

Next came Samuel’s crying face.

…The end of another dream, and the boy crying again.

Kong suddenly opened his eyes, his long, messy golden hair slightly dampened by the sweat on his body.

He raised his hand, realized that he was still in a tent in the wild, and put his hand weakly to his forehead.

He suddenly glanced at another azure blue bed with white patterns next to him. A white-haired boy was facing him under a quilt with his eyes closed and breathing shallowly.

He unconsciously moved slightly closer to the boy, reached out his hand, and gently pinched his nose.

The boy frowned in his sleep and stretched out his little hand to push his palm away.

The blond boy stared at his hands in shock.

He couldn't help thinking about a question:

If you are willing to stay.

Will Samuel cry again?

Thinking about it, he shook his head again.

But... he would not stay here, as this was not the end of his and his sister's journey.

For a moment, he closed his eyes.

…I need to re-examine my feelings.

……

Diluc Leggenfond was looking at the bard in front of him with a headache.

It was already late at night, and even the pub should have been closed.

Not to mention that this bard who said he was here to perform ended up drinking alone at the counter.

Unfortunately, all the waiters had gone off work, all the customers had left, and the bard in front of him was still lying on the counter.

But he was worried and stayed.

If I had known I wouldn’t have let him drink so much... Master Diluk felt upset.

Then he suddenly heard Lord Wind God mumbling something in a low voice.

So he thought for a moment, then quietly leaned over to listen, wanting to know why this god was confused.

Then the god of Mondstadt was heard mumbling drunkenly:

"A cup of dandelion wine, a pot of apple wine..."

Lord Fengshen, are you drunk and still clamoring for drinks...?

Then, he saw the green-clothed boy's ears move, and the next second, they turned into dazzling wind elemental force and left from his sight.