Wanjie: Genshin Impact Dark Fruit

Chapter 25 Conversation with Wendy

The drunkards also listened to the story that Wendy sang, and the drunkards below couldn't believe it.

Many eyes turned to Youla, their eyes filled with disbelief, and some questioned whether this was true. At that time, someone in the Lawrence family would actually rebel against their own family.

Facing the doubts from below, Wendy responded with a smile, "This is a singer born in the Lawrence family. The singer's dream is to share his music with others, but the old nobles at that time believed that music was something only nobles could enjoy. Now I will sing for you a story about a big sword."

"Throw the dented iron coins to the singers and poets from afar"

"Give the bouquet to the girl"

"Bitter wine that makes people cry"

"Dedicate to the irreversible, dedicate the song to the future"

In a country where poetry and music flow with the wind, people have optimistic and sensitive souls.

It is said that in some periods of the past, the king and his clan would ban certain chords and tunes.

Because the perceptive can sense the signs of rebellion in the music of poets and singers,

Songs and hymns were indeed used as a way for protesters to communicate.

During the period of the royal family's rule, the church that worshipped the wind god was divided into two factions:

The church that drank with the princes, overthrew the idols, and wrote hymns and hymns,

And saints without the name of priests. They walk in cellar streets and outside high walls,

Drink cheap liquor, follow the original scriptures and words carried by the wind in people's hands,

Blessing the common people and slaves, and composing poems and songs that were not allowed.

When the gladiator slaves from foreign countries rose up with the awakening of the God of Wind and raised the high banner of rebellion,

The elderly saint known as the Unknown Pastor quickly mobilized the true believers of the West Wind Church.

In the end, he and many others irrigated this green land with their blood.

The signal for the uprising to save the country was the other half of this little song that had never been sung before.

"Leave the sharp pieces of iron for battles worth sacrificing your life for."

"Leave the gallows to the little thieves"

"Sharpening a rusty arrow"

"Wait until the pine sounds start, and then shoot down that beast in human form.

The group of drunkards fell silent after hearing this story, pretending to be dumb and drinking.

When Ye Qi saw this scene, he suddenly remembered a sentence: The punishment in a person's heart is like a mountain. I think someone said it... Then Ye Qi turned to look at Youla, who looked at Wendy in disbelief.

Seeing Youla's expression, Ying knew that her chance to show off had come, so she comforted him by saying that the man over there was their friend, and that he should tell her the story when the time comes, as he was the best bard.

Paimeng also confirmed Ying's words with a proud look on his face, as if he was talking about himself, saying that the street singer was very good.

Seeing that Ying and the others were still talking, Ye Qi stopped disturbing them and called the waiter to order drinks and alcohol for them.

Everyone spent this time chatting when a green figure came and sat down next to them.

He picked up the dandelion wine on the table and started drinking it. Seeing Wendy being so rude, Ye Qi couldn't help but smile. He said to Wendy helplessly, "All the wine here is yours." After that, Ye Qi pointed to a pile of wine bottles on the side.

Wendy was very surprised to hear this, and said happily, "Thank you, my friend, I will compile a poem specifically for you, how about calling it the Dark Knight."

When Ye Qi heard this, he quickly waved his hands and said helplessly, "Let's not talk about this for now. I'm not interested in poetry. You don't have to compile poetry for me. Let's talk about whether the poem you just wrote is true."

Wendy was a little confused when he heard these words. As he was reciting the poem, he touched his chin as if thinking, then noticed Yula sitting next to Ying, and he understood something.

So Wendy said to everyone in a somewhat arrogant tone, "Let me, the best bard in the entire continent, dedicate a poem just for you!"

The poem comes from the rebelliousness of a young boy named Gumond who was born into a noble family.

The boy was born into an aristocratic family but refused to associate with the corrupt old aristocracy. During a badminton festival, the boy witnessed the cruelty of the old aristocracy.

The scene planted the seeds of rebellion in the heart of the noble young man. When the time came, the noble son abandoned his family, stole the longsword, and disappeared into the streets, prowling the alleys and taverns like ordinary people, using the swordsmanship he had learned from the nobility to rob the rich and give to the poor. The longsword from the noble treasury, along with the noble blood, ran in the night, across the rooftops and through the streets, the scales on the longsword's edge never dimming, just like the heart of the righteous thief who abandoned the corrupt name of the noble family.

Songs, wine and youth will always come to an end. Many things happened later. Finally, under the moonlight, he buried the sword that had accompanied him for many years. When he fled to the sea,

I also remembered that I stole this long sword from the treasure house at home before leaving.

A declaration to his family, to the past and future, to this land, and to his half-brother, Erberhard: "Even if it's just a tiny bit, I want to use my power to turn this dark world around."

After saying that, Wendy looked at everyone with a smile on her face, and then said that this is a story about a rebellious teenager.

After saying that, Wendy said to Yula who was silent beside her, "I can't clear your prejudice, but as the owner who can use that greatsword, you should also understand the true meaning of that greatsword!"

Resist the injustice of fate and write your own chapter for the world.

After hearing this, Youla understood something. With a slightly red face due to drinking, he said to several people seriously, "I will do it." After saying that, he didn't even add a word to motivate me. Humph, I've got that in mind.

After saying that, Youla quickly stood up and left the tavern as if fleeing.

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