Teyvat Survival Guide

"Lord Samuel." Grace made way for Samuel, looking calm and bowing slightly to him.

"Please," she greeted.

Samuel suppressed his shock and said, "...Okay."

Then he staggered out of the car door. Because the door was too high from the ground, Grace stepped forward and helped him down.

Then Samuel realized that two people were missing.

"…Where are Sora and Paimon?" he muttered.

As if she had noticed his doubts, Grace beside him said slowly:

"Outsiders are not allowed to enter the next ceremony. Your Excellency the Honorary Knight and Your Excellency Paimon are waiting for you over there."

As she spoke, she pointed to the residents who were watching outside the gate of the cathedral. Samuel saw the blond boy and the silver-haired elf standing on the outskirts of the crowd, waving at him.

The doubts in his heart were resolved, and the little slime took a deep breath without making any expression.

He raised his head and faced the towering statue of "Wind God Holding the Wind" in front of the Temple Square.

Suddenly, the kneeling nuns straightened up, and the standing knights knelt on one knee, praying the same four prayers devoutly together.

In the first sentence, they looked up:

"Singing to the wind and dust, the order has been delivered."

The second sentence, their eyes are pious:

"This is the time for the sacrifice, and the holy gate is closed."

In the third sentence, they looked fanatical:

"Pray here, and ask for the wind to blow."

In the fourth sentence, they bowed their heads in anticipation:

"I am in awe of the divine power and feel extremely terrified."

After the recitation, there was no other sound in the square except the sound of wind blowing through the trees and grass and clothes fluttering.

The nuns and knights closed their eyes and prayed silently. Samuel saw a turquoise light body emitting wind elemental power slowly condense in front of them.

They gathered together, cast themselves towards the temple, and passed through the temple gate into the interior.

Then the hurricane rushed out from the inside.

Open the closed door!

Samuel's blue eyes revealed an expression of undisguised amazement.

——So handsome!!

Then the knights wearing one-shoulder red cloaks stood up one after another, and stood in two columns in front of Samuel, leading directly to the temple, leaving a "road to the sacredness".

"Master Samuel." Grace said softly behind him, "Please."

Samuel swallowed his saliva, took a step forward with his short legs, pretending to be calm as he walked along the "Road to the Sacred Realm", climbed hundreds of steps, and finally arrived in front of the solemn, majestic and noble dome of the temple.

The little slime couldn't help but become nervous. He wanted to raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, but he was afraid of making a fool of himself, so he didn't dare to move.

He raised his head and looked at the temple that almost towered into the clouds, his expression dazed.

"Stay closer, my child."

He heard the wind say this.

His voice was not as clear as before. It seemed to carry the mystery of God, and was like the wind, solemn and ethereal.

This is... Lord Barbatos?

Samuel's eyes flickered, and countless emotions rose from the bottom of his heart, ultimately leaving piety and nobility in his eyes.

He followed the source of the sound and stepped into the hall.

"Come closer, child," the wind said.

When Samuel walked to the center of the hall, the open door behind him was suddenly closed by a hurricane.

A certain little slime was startled by the loud noise made by the door suddenly closing.

……

Wendy jumped down from the baptismal font at the end of the church, pranced over without any grace, and rubbed Samuel's head.

"Hey, my little slime!" Familiar voice, familiar accent, "Long time no see, have you missed me, the Wind God? Why are you still wearing this hat..."

Samuel looked at the snow-white wings in front of him. They seemed to emit a soft light, making him feel peaceful and sacred.

A wide and long piece of pure white cloth was floating, covering the skin of the angel boy.

This is... Lord Barbatos whom I saw at the World Tree.

Wendy over there is still talking:

"It's too much of a torture for me to talk seriously...

"You know, I've been slacking off for a long time, so why would I suddenly receive a decree from God..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw his little slime staring at him.

"Hmm? Why aren't you talking?" he asked, then suddenly realized something and waved his wings, "Are you amazed by my magnificent attire?"

Samuel nodded honestly, his eyes fixed on the turquoise patterns on Wendy's skin.

"Oh, this, this is a symbol of the abundance of wind elemental power." The God of Wind explained with a smile.

The white-haired boy nodded, then looked towards his god.

"…Lord Barbatos, you have prepared such a big event for me. What are you planning to do?"

He was worried and uneasy.

Shouldn't he be asked to manage Mond?

I really don't know how to manage these things.

Also, if he were in charge, where would Lord Barbatos go?

"Hey, don't worry, the wind won't leave." Barbatos waved his hand. "As for such a big battle... well, it's not something I planned to prepare. It's just that the Knights and the Church were too enthusiastic and arranged it spontaneously."

Of course not. Our god who has been missing for so many years suddenly comes back to life. How can we not be attentive... Samuel muttered to himself.

"As for me, I just heard from Miss Eula from the Knights that 'some people are afraid of monsters' at first, and I was worried that you would get hurt."

Samuel blinked and remembered.

At that time, Lord Barbatos seemed to be eavesdropping...

Just worried that he might get hurt...?

"Then I sent a dream to everyone in the Church and the Knights Templar, telling them that you would be entering Mondstadt soon and asked them to take care of you.

"Maybe it's because I haven't appeared in a long time, no one believes it! I have no choice but to go on stage myself...

"Well...in the end they came up with this kind of scene." Barbatos rubbed his cheek, looking a little helpless.

Samuel looked at the face of the young Wind God and suddenly burst into tears.

Maybe it was because of the excitement of seeing the angelic boy again, maybe it was because of the gratitude caused by hearing "I was afraid you would get hurt", or maybe it was because the environment at the moment made the emotions so intense that it would be inappropriate for me not to cry.

In short, he just burst into tears very, very suddenly.

"Aiya, why are you crying?" The God of Wind quickly wiped away the tears from his eyes. "Gods should treat their followers better. When Tevarin first became my follower, I took him out to play every day."

"Okay, be cheerful. You haven't seen me for a week, and you start crying the moment we meet. I'm going to be sad.

"You are a follower of the God of Wind. Come on, raise your head and be proud."

He placed His index finger under Samuel’s chin and pushed upward to lift his face, then He cupped his cheeks with His hands.

"…Is it because I gave it to you that you don't want to take it off?" Barbatos took off his red plush hat, "I'll change it for you with a better-looking one later."

Then...

Samuel felt the warmth and wetness on his forehead, and his eyes widened slightly as he looked at the god's white neck that was suddenly close to him.

The door of the temple suddenly opened, the god laughed softly, and flew into the air, pulling the wind.

He gave divine instructions to the faithful believers:

"——I appointed my dependent Samuel as Pope and gave him the name 'Saint'.

"—My faithful followers, teach Saint Samuel to have noble character.

"——He will bring you breeze and hope when you are confused and in a windless place."

Devout believers were waiting at the foot of hundreds of stairs, responding to the decree from the gods with the loudest voices:

“Let the wind guide you——!”

“Your Majesty Saint Samuel——!!”

The God of Wind smiled, looked at the red plush hat in his hand, turned it into a ray of light, and slowly placed it on the head of His new Pope, condensing it into a silver, gorgeous crown with a blue gem in the center.

Afterwards, the gods hid themselves from the world, and were not allowed to be seen by mortals.

Samuel was stunned and hadn't reacted yet. After a while, he saw a short introduction next to the panel:

[Obtained Holy Relic: "Crown of Wisdom of the Wind God +20"]

["Crown of Wisdom of the Wind God" +20]

[Talent Effect "Wind God's Favor": When a wind element attack is inflicted, the attack will be converted into a healing effect according to one's will. The healing effect is determined by health points and damage caused by the attack.

【Entry:】

【Health+】

[Defense +2000]

[Element charging efficiency +50%]

[Element Mastery +300]

But Samuel did not read the introductions carefully, the shock just now was too great.

It took him a long time to react, collect his thoughts, and touch his forehead with his fingertips.

There seemed to be some warmth left there.

Lord Barbatos... kissed me?