Teyvat Survival Guide

Afterwards, Grace took His Majesty Saint Samuel around for a while before sending him back to his room.

Originally, she wanted to say to His Majesty, "Bishop Simon has invited some upper-class people and plans to hold a banquet tonight to meet you."

Nowadays, the rumor is that "Your Majesty's pants are flying off", so how can he have time for a banquet?

She walked quickly through the clergy coming and going, entered the halls of the diocese, and went to the corridor on the right side of the hall to find Bishop Simon Page and told him that the banquet could not be held today.

The former archdeacon of the West Wind Church, the cardinal known as the "Cardinal of the Dawn", squinted his eyes and looked melancholy.

He was sitting in a cushioned wooden chair in the room, arguing with a young woman sitting across the long table who looked somewhat similar to him, was tall, had a high blond ponytail, and was wearing tight, convenient clothing with the emblem of the Knights of Favonius.

He pushed up his glasses and said, "Qin, the church does not have that much energy and power to serve Your Majesty right now. If it were not for this, I would not have asked you to sit here and argue."

"...I can understand your concerns, but the Knights Templar cannot divide these rights up at will. At least, I cannot make any decisions on my own before the Grand Master returns." Qin said firmly.

Simon looked at her for a while, then said calmly:

"…Is it possible that His Holiness the Pope, who was personally appointed by Lord Barbatos, is not as good as that Grand Master Farga?"

Qin was silent.

...Lord Barbatos is the god of Mondstadt, so the Pope he appoints will naturally take precedence over Grand Master Falga.

However, since the Knights Templar were founded by Lady Vanessa, Lord Barbatos has not intervened in any way.

Although after the last dragon disaster, Jean knew that Lord Barbatos had never left Mondstadt and had been protecting them in secret.

but……

"Bishop Simon!" Before she could finish her thought, Grace opened the door and walked in. "Ah, Captain Gunhild, you are here too."

Qin stood up and greeted Grace, and Simon stood up and asked:

"What happened?"

Grace tells Jean and Simon about "His Holiness Saint Samuel's pants flying off."

After hearing this, the bishop couldn't help but laugh:

"Qin, look, if the Knights could share some of their power with the church, wouldn't this matter no longer need to be reported to each level and then handled?"

Qin lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

……

At night, Samuel lay in front of the window like he did the night before, looking at the area he visited during the day and recalling what Grace had said about the functions and history of each building.

He thought that as the Pope of the West Wind Church, it would be shameful if he did not know the history and origin of his own buildings.

Although he thought so, his thoughts drifted away involuntarily after a while.

Sometimes it was the rumors heard from the nun during the day, and sometimes it was the back of the blond boy who left without saying goodbye on the day of the coronation.

One moment I thought, "Why is there a little bit of wind element hidden in all of tonight's dinner?" Another moment I thought, "Should I secretly take a table, chairs and benches to sell later?" Another moment I thought, "Will Lord Barbatos come tonight?"

When he thought of the last one, he looked out the window at the moon and the stars, hoping.

He fell asleep while waiting for the "tick-tick, tick-tick" sound made by the swinging pendulum.

Unfortunately, until he woke up at the window the next morning, he did not sense any trace of wind elemental power around him except himself.

…Maybe he is busy. Lord Barbatos is not so idle every day. He comforted himself.

Samuel turned his head to check the time. The hands of the grandfather clock were pointing between "six" and "seven".

It's about half past six...

He immediately stood up and prepared to see if Sister Grace had really arrived at his door at six o'clock.

When I opened the door, Sister Grace was standing in the corridor outside as expected.

But besides her, there were two nuns and a girl dressed as a priest.

Grace, who was explaining things, realized that Samuel had come out. She turned around and bowed slightly to him and said:

"May you be well, Saint Samuel."

The other two nuns followed suit and greeted in unison, while the priestess stumbled over her words.

Samuel always felt that this pastor lady looked familiar. After a closer look, a very unique sentence suddenly appeared in his mind:

"——Barbara, go!"

Samuel quickly shook his head and responded to them.

"Your Majesty, did you not get enough rest?" Grace looked at him shaking his head and asked with concern, "Do you want to go back to sleep for a while?"

"It's okay, it's okay. Who are these three people next to you...?"

"The charter was almost drafted yesterday. Here are two of your future teachers, Your Majesty." Grace explained.

Then she pointed to the slim nun in black with long brown hair:

"This is Sister Victoria. Her usual duty is to listen to people's confessions and enlighten them. She will be responsible for teaching Your Majesty to distinguish right from wrong, as well as laws and regulations."

Looking at Sister Victoria who bowed slightly to him, Samuel nodded.

Distinguish right from wrong and laws and regulations...

Isn’t that “Morality and the Rule of Law”?

Then, Grace pointed to the pastor lady with her golden curly hair tied into two ponytails:

"This is Miss Barbara. Her usual job is the priest of the temple. She will be responsible for teaching Your Majesty the rhythm of music and poetry, as well as matters related to sacrifices."

Barbara nodded nervously to Samuel and then bowed again.

Samuel understood.

Miss Barbara seemed a little afraid of me, which was strange.

Rhythm of poetry and matters of sacrifice…

I see, it's a cross between music class and physical education class!

Grace then introduced the nun in white clothes who had long brown hair, a slightly plump figure, and was holding a wide flat wooden box in her hand to Samuel:

“This is Miss Giuliana. Although she is not yet a formal nun in the monastery and her usual job is just cleaning filth, she is very enthusiastic and friendly, and helps everyone in the church district a lot.

"She will live with Your Majesty and help Him understand how to treat and get along with others."

Miss Gilliana held the box and bowed to Samuel.

Samuel nodded doubtfully.

I have such a high status, would the church allow someone who is not even a formal nun to teach him?

Then he shook his head again. From the beginning, Grace never said that Giuliana was a teacher. She probably just found someone to take care of him.

I guess he was afraid that I was not a human being and didn't know how to interact with people, and he was also worried that Grace might not be able to take care of herself sometimes, so he asked her to come over.

Well...this is the course "Mental Health for College Students".

Grace smiled kindly and put her palm on her chest: "Then it's me."

"My usual duties are to preach and chant, but I am currently only serving Your Majesty. I will be responsible for Your Majesty's poetry, politics, history, diplomacy, humanities, and daily life."

Although Samuel looked expressionless on the surface, there was great shock hidden in his small eyes.

Wow, you are a liberal arts professor who has mastered Chinese, politics, history, English, and geography!

But, but.

…But I studied science in high school!

Grace cleared her throat and continued:

"Originally, we invited a lady who is proficient in elemental theory from the Knights of Favonius to serve as your Majesty's elemental mentor, but the lady has something important to attend to today and cannot come for the time being.

"Also, the chief alchemist of the Knights said he was willing to teach you alchemy, but the church believed that alchemy had no future and refused."

Samuel's eyes widened.

So confused, so confused!

How can alchemy be useless?! This is prejudice! This is vulgarity!

"…Let me meet Mr. Albedo sometime." Samuel said helplessly, "I'm quite interested in alchemy."

"Okay, Your Majesty. I'll take note of that." Grace took the wooden box from Giuliana and opened it. "Also, there is this set of clothes. Mr. Albedo asked me to give it to you."

Samuel took the wooden box, and at Grace's signal, he returned to the room, closed the door and put on his clothes.

He fell in love with it as soon as he opened it and took a look. It was not complicated at all, but rather simple.

He took off his clothes and put on the clothes in the wooden box, then looked at himself in the mirror.

Over a pure white slim-fitting robe is a pure white cape that reaches the elbows in front and the ankles in the back. Around the waist is a wide pure white belt with a wind element emblem embroidered with silver thread and silver tassels at the end.

Finally, she put on the sterling silver necklace in the wooden box, which was a combination of a cross and the emblem of the wind element, symbolizing the West Wind Church, around her neck.

Samuel fell in love with it as soon as he put it on and looked in the mirror.

Simple, sacred, and noble.

Although this one is not as gorgeous and exquisite as the previous one, it is comfortable to wear and has a strong aura!!!

A certain little slime nodded with satisfaction.

Mr. Albedo’s aesthetic is trustworthy!