Teyvat Survival Guide

Grace led Samuel out of the room and the Gothic building where the room was located, and walked slowly on the European-style courtyard outside the church.

Since he had already said that he would "take a walk around the church district", he naturally didn't need to hide it like before.

Anyway, I came out just to walk around and observe.

So Samuel walked slowly, looking slowly to the left, nodded pretentiously, and then slowly looked to the right.

Grace beside him was explaining nonstop, and pride and pride could be clearly heard in her tone:

"That's the Shiming Tower in the Jiaocheng District. The area we are currently looking at is actually the third floor of the Shiming Tower. There is also an entrance at the bottom that you can enter.

“The area below the third floor is where the books collected by the church are stored.

“Although it is not as big as the largest library in the continent owned by the Knights, we have a large number of sacred texts and hymns that are not available in other libraries.

Grace began to tell the history of the Tower of Wisdom dutifully:

"The Shiming Tower was first built... at that time it was because... later it was built to resist oppression... the seven archbishops jointly presided over it..."

——Three thousand words omitted in the middle——

"...The bottom floor of the Shiming Tower is the etiquette hall. Your Majesty may learn etiquette knowledge there in the future."

Samuel blinked.

what?

What did she just say?

No, it was too fast! He only remembered the general idea!

But he didn't want to ask directly due to his pride, so the young Pope had to wait for a chance later to secretly look through the book.

Then Grace took Samuel to many places.

Along the way, they met other nuns, monks, believers, and bishops, who greeted Samuel and Grace.

Seeing that Grace was explaining, I didn't want to disturb her too much, so I just left.

“That is the main hall of the temple, where Your Majesty was crowned by Lord Barbatos.

"Normally it is only used for large-scale rituals or prayers."

Samuel followed her explanation, looked again at the temple that stood hundreds of steps up, and nodded.

Then he touched his forehead unconsciously, not knowing what he was thinking.

"That is the left wing of the temple, which is used... That is the right wing of the temple, which is used when...

"That was the Abbey of the Four Winds... It was founded... Later...

“That was… it all started with…

"That one over there is... since it was built..."

Samuel nodded, seemingly listening very carefully.

But in fact, his little head was already full of energy when he heard "the holy temple, the main hall, the coronation", and his mind kept repeating the scene before he was crowned by Lord Barbatos.

The warmth and wetness on the forehead, and the white neck that suddenly appeared larger in front of my eyes.

If Grace hadn't been around, it would have been inconvenient and embarrassing.

He was about to slap himself again.

……

——When Grace took Samuel to visit an area, the bell in the bell tower was rung. The sound was deep and distant, and echoed in the wind throughout the entire church district.

The time has passed from noon to evening.

Even Grace said, "I only visited about one-third of the area today."

The ringing of the bell meant that it was time for the nuns to pray, bless, and practice. As the sky gradually darkened, she took Samuel back to the original room.

Then he bowed and said goodbye to His Majesty and left.

As soon as he closed the door, Samuel fell listlessly onto the bed.

Today’s trip was too tiring.

Physically, I'm fine. This body is very strong. Besides, the long journey through the snowy mountains to Mondstadt is already a long distance, so the slow walk today is nothing.

But psychologically, Samuel really felt a headache.

He stood up again, leaned over the windowsill, and began to look at the area he had visited during the day.

"That's the Tower of Illumination, that's the secondary hall, and that's... the Four Winds Monastery? And that... and that... what is that for?

"What is that for...? No, think about it..."

Just as he was recalling what Sister Grace had explained during the day, the wind blew into the room through the open window, blowing up the silk in the room.

Being sensitive to the element of wind, he turned his head almost instantly.

“…Lord Barbatos,” he muttered, looking at the young man in green standing on the carpet.

"Relax, my little slime." Wendy walked over, took off the crown on Samuel's head and put it aside, then reached out and rubbed his head.

"You should have a good rest at night. Why are you working so hard?" The boy had a smile in his eyes. Samuel saw his own pious and surprised expression in his emerald eyes.

He then lowered his head, not daring to look directly at his god.

Wendy looked at him dodging and pursed her lips.

“…I really can’t do anything with you.” He shook his head and tapped the white-haired boy’s forehead with his index finger. “Come on, my little slime, raise your head.”

"Open your eyes and take my hand."

Samuel was startled, and before he could react, Wendy grabbed his wrist tightly.

In a flash, the god of wind took him out of the room.

"Spread your wings." He heard the wind invite him, "Come."

Wendy laughed softly and flapped the huge, holy and gorgeous wings behind her.

Samuel was taken to heaven by Him, and he felt only a strong wind blowing across his face, but it did not hurt him at all.

So he paused for a moment, then summoned his wings and flapped them to the rhythm of the god.

"...Lord Barbatos, where are we going?" he asked in confusion.

"Shh, don't worry."

The green-dressed boy turned his head, his eyes curved with a smile:

"Hold my hand, we'll be there in a moment."

Wendy held his wrist and flew into the air. Just as He said, they soon stopped in the sky.

The huge wings and the newly-fledged wings flapped at the same time, as if the stars were there to serve as their backdrop.

The night in Mondstadt is still brightly lit.

Looking down from the sky, the whole city looks like a colorful curtain of light.

The crisscrossing streets are like shining ribbons, stringing together every corner of the capital of Mond.

Outside the city, there are six bridges like light strips, sparkling lakes, emerald green forests and grasslands that are wavy in the wind.

Until in the distance, there were another series of colorful light curtains.

Samuel's blue and crystal eyes gazed curiously at the land of the God of Wind.

…It was the first time he saw Mond from this perspective.

"How about my little slime?" Wendy asked with a smile, "Do you like it?"

"…like."

The boy in green flapped his wings and just looked at the white-haired boy.

The wind blew past his ears, blowing Samuel's white hair.

The young man's fingers gently stroked the strings of the zither, and the music accompanied by the wind echoed in the sky.

“When there is no wind, people will be confused and lost. They will want to escape and look for signs of wind.

“My dear believer, please do not be sad, the god of wind will guide you;

"God has given you holy wings, and the song of freedom continues to sing, so that you are free and can soar with the wind."

After finishing the poem, Wendy's fingers trembled slightly as she played the last jumping note.

The echo continued until it was blown away by the strong wind in the sky, and then Samuel reacted.

“My little slime, I know that maybe you feel that the position I suddenly gave you is too big, and you want to perform well and live up to my expectations.

“But don’t overwork yourself, my original intention is just to make you happier and enjoy it more.

“If you feel tired one day, just fly high in the sky like tonight, feel the wind blowing on you, and relax.”

Looking at Wendy who was smiling over there, Samuel's cheeks felt hot because of her smile.

He avoided his gaze involuntarily and said in a muffled voice:

"…I understand, Lord Barbatos."