Teyvat Survival Guide

The warm light of dusk shines through the gaps between the leaves, illuminating the lawn sparsely and also the wings of the angel boy sitting on the tree stump.

Samuel looked at his god in front of him, and suddenly it seemed as if he had returned to the day when they first met.

However, their identities changed from "bard and wind slime" to "wind god and his followers."

Samuel saw Him sigh and his emerald eyes drooped:

"My little slime...

"Help you transform, give you a crown, and grant you the status of His Holiness the Pope...

“I don’t know how to make you truly accept this world and integrate into it. I can only give you everything I can.

“Perhaps… you have also thought:

"'Why'?"

Wendy paused, seeming to find it difficult to speak.

After a moment, He slowly spoke:

“…Because I want to keep you.

"Out of some selfish reasons, I want you to enjoy this world..."

As His words fell, Samuel felt that the wind around him seemed to stop for a moment.

Then, He took a deep breath and continued:

"But in your nostalgia for your hometown and your mother, I feel my own selfishness.

“…Yes, I am the God of freedom, I shouldn’t restrict your freedom.

“So, for the last time, I made up my mind.

"…I want to take you home."

At this moment, Samuel saw self-blame, regret, and... tears in his god's eyes.

The god's expression was complicated, but his tone remained calm, except for the occasional tremor:

"I tried to search for clues about you in the roots of the World Tree.

“I remembered that I first captured that trace of spiritual fluctuations at the place where the earth veins were blocked, so I started to experiment there.

“I try to communicate with the earth veins and connect to the outside world.

“And the dark wolf beast’s hidden claws took the opportunity to create a crack, establishing a passage between this world and the other world.

"Soon, countless black wolves poured out from the crack, one after another, and opened up new cracks...

“After I blocked most of the cracks, I sealed the area where the earth veins were stagnant and used up all my strength.

"Even the power to gather my body at this moment... is barely enough because I have absorbed it with all my strength during this period."

As a bard, the job requirement is to maintain a steady tone when narrating poems.

However, this bard who had won the championship three times in a row and was the most beloved by the people of Mondstadt seemed to be unable to contain his emotions any longer and smiled bitterly:

"So, I can only sit here and watch my beloved believers suffer misfortune... but I can't offer any shelter.

“…and the culprit of all this.

"It was me..."

The unrestrained wind god in Samuel's mind had a forced smile on his face, as if he didn't want his followers to see him in such a miserable state.

But His eyes were wet, leaving traces on both sides of His cheeks and dripping onto the grass.

In Samuel's impression, Lord Barbatos seemed to be smiling all the time.

…It was the first time he saw Him cry.

Samuel's hands trembled slightly, unable to hide the pain and regret in his heart.

The god he had always trusted was crying because he had done something wrong. The heartache he felt was like a sharp dagger piercing his heart.

He wanted to comfort his god, just as Lord Barbatos comforted him when he was down.

But when the words came to his lips, he only murmured:

"Lord Barbatos..."

Then, he watched his god gradually fade away, as if he was disappearing like the wind...

After Wendy finished her story, she relaxed. The strong wind elemental force that was rapidly surging around her gradually calmed down and turned into ordinary wind.

——He was forcibly absorbing the impure wind elemental power around him in order to hold on until Samuel arrived, which might cause his realm to decline.

The wind god felt the elemental power draining from his body, tears streaming down his face, but he looked at his followers with a smile.

As the elemental power contained in his body was no longer enough for Wendy to maintain his human form, his body turned into bright points of wind elemental light and floated away.

Samuel's eyes widened, and his blue pupils were covered with a layer of crystal light.

He rushed forward, trying to catch his god.

But his hand passed through the opponent's body, which had turned into a light spot of wind elemental force.

The wind blowing around was cool, making people feel indescribably heavy and depressed.

He heard Wendy say wearily in his ear:

"I'm sorry, Samuel...

"…couldn't get you home."

Samuel's nose felt sore, and the tears in his eyes finally overflowed, leaving a mark.

Lord Barbatos, however, reached out his hand to cover his face, and gently wiped away the tear mark with his thumb.

These were the last words He uttered before His body disintegrated:

"But... I ask you to drive out the dark wolves that have swept across Mondstadt, and restore peace and harmony to Mondstadt...

“…I’ll leave it to you.”

The next second, before Samuel could react to the wetness and warmth in front of his lips, Wendy's figure disappeared.

Only a tiny wind elf was left, which turned into a point of light and eventually merged with the surrounding environment.

The surging wind elemental force here completely calmed down, as if nothing had ever happened.

But Samuel, who was sensitive to the element of wind, could feel a subtle flow of wind elements flowing towards the tree stump full of flowers in front of him, replenishing the elemental power for the sleeping wind elves here.

They crowd around Him, they wait for Him.

They await His next awakening.

The white-haired boy wearing the crown was silent, breathing slightly, letting the tears slide down from his azure eyes and drip onto the tree stump covered with blooming flowers.

……

——I don’t know how long it took for Samuel to calm down. He touched his lips belatedly and then shook his head slightly.

He thought of some things, just like what he thought of last time in the Temple of West Wind.

But this time, he didn't think about slapping himself.

It was like a seed was planted deep in his heart, allowing him to begin to adapt to the corresponding ideas.

Samuel took a deep breath and let his emotions gradually calm down.

Lord Barbatos is just taking a nap and will wake up soon.

He can wait.

Thinking about this, he used the wind to bring some flowers growing nearby, such as windmill chrysanthemums, sweet flowers, and dandelions...

He placed them on the stump and bowed slightly in a prayer position.

Then he turned around and left with his eyes downcast.

Even if Lord Barbatos did not ask, he would do his best to drive the Beast Hounds out of Mondstadt.

Lord Barbatos mentioned that the group of evil creatures continuously poured out from the cracks created by the siltation points of the earth veins, so there were so many of them. After killing one group, another group came.

He has sealed the siltation points and sutured most of the cracks, which means that they can no longer create new cracks and can only rely on the remaining small cracks to continuously invade the continent of Teyvat.

As long as the remaining gaps are closed, the next step is to launch a crusade against those evil creatures and restore Mondstadt to its former peace.

After completing all this, he will protect Mond for Him.

After that, wait for Lord Barbatos' return.

Samuel made up his mind and his eyes were firm.

But if he is alone, the probability of accomplishing these two things is almost negligible.

Because his power is relatively too weak.

He needs some foreign aid, strong foreign aid other than the Knights.

As he thought about it, Samuel's azure eyes lit up with dark white vertical pupils.

He already has a candidate.

The white-haired boy wearing the crown stretched out his wings behind him, flapped them vigorously, and rushed into the sky.

Where he wasn't noticing, the windmill daisy was spinning slowly on the tree stump.

The dandelion seeds floated slowly, and the wind blew them in the direction Samuel left.