Genshin Impact: I am the Great General of Liyue

Quinn coughed twice, softening his tone, and then began to speak.

"Ahem, I overheard what you were saying, and I couldn't help but... Were you talking about 'Wind Flower'?"

Seeing that the straight-laced old man Quinn was scratching his head awkwardly, Paimon waved to him.

"It's Quinn from the fruit stand! Do you want to join us too?"

"No, no, I'm just here to correct you. The wind flower is not a dandelion, but a windmill chrysanthemum."

Upon seeing this familiar face, Flora, the shop owner, greeted him.

"Oh, Quinn, hello there."

"Flora, there must be quite a few people buying 'Windmill Chrysanthemums' at the shop lately, right?"

"Hoo hoo... yeah!"

"See that? This is how our Windmill Chrysanthemum faction contributes to sales! The Windmill Chrysanthemum is both the symbol of Mondstadt and the embodiment of windmills, representing wind and freedom. It's the flower of the wind, without a doubt! Trust me, you won't go wrong! The authentic wind flower of Mondstadt is definitely the Windmill Chrysanthemum."

Seeing Quinn's certainty, Flora exclaimed in surprise, "Eh~?"

At this moment, a beautiful young woman with an elegant figure and a clear, melodious voice, wearing a small round hat, walked over.

She made a teasing sound and said, "Hmm? Is that so?"

Upon seeing the person who had arrived, Flora called out their name.

"Oh, Beya, you're here too."

This person is none other than Quinn's proud childhood sweetheart, Beatrice.

She gave Kun a cold look and then raised a question.

"Wind Flower...isn't it the 'Cecilia Flower'?"

The flower that had been exposed to the wind had transformed into another kind of flower, and Paimon couldn't wrap his head around it.

Flora also expressed her shock.

"Huh? The Wind Flower is the Cecilia Flower... This is the first time I've heard of it..."

Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Quen explained, "H-How could that be! Listen to me, the definition of the Wind Flower is indeed still debated, but Mondstadt people generally believe that the Wind Flower is either a dandelion or a windmill chrysanthemum. Both of these flowers have their own history, you can ask around and you'll find out! As for Cecilia Flower, I-I've never heard of it before."

Seeing Quinn so vehemently deny her opinion of the Wind Flower, Beya's gaze froze instantly, and she glared at him.

"What did you say!"

"Just telling the truth, don't glare at me..."

"You! Hmph, forget it, I'm not talking to you anymore."

After saying that, Beya pouted and turned to leave.

Quinn looked completely bewildered.

"Huh? Bea? Bea! That's strange, why are you angry... What did I say wrong? That's everyone's understanding of the Wind Flower..."

Paimon and Ying were speechless at Quinn's straight-man behavior, but because they didn't understand the local customs, they didn't know what to say.

Helpless, I could only remain silent.

You should know that Cecilia's words are "the true feelings of a prodigal son"!

Even though Beya has made her love so clear, Quinn still can't understand it. It's really something.

Flora, the shop owner, had no choice but to try and mediate the fight.

"Hoo hoo, don't fight, don't fight."

"Maybe I should go apologize to her after I close up shop. Sigh... I don't understand why she's angry, but I accept the fact that I should apologize. Maybe that's just life."

Seeing this, Ying just wanted to complain: Can't you put your comprehension in a different direction?

After Quinn left, Flora laughed.

"Haha, look at the two of them, they really have a festive atmosphere. After all, the Wind Flower Festival is a festival for freedom, the god of wind, and lovers."

Paimon scratched his head, looking troubled. "Ah... I see... But you can't even agree on what the Wind Flower is."

“That’s true. But don’t you think this is what Mondstadt people are all about? Delicious food, fine wine, and flowers. Traveler, I hope you enjoy this celebration.”

Yes, that's what Mondstadt people are all about!

This unique sense of relaxation, that's what I'm looking for!

This kind of belief, "Do today's work tomorrow, and talk about tomorrow's work tomorrow," perfectly embodies the free and easygoing nature of the Mondstadt people.

Taking the time to be lazy and finishing all the homework on the last day of the holiday... only Mondstadt natives would do something like that.

Fortunately, there were knightly orders, where knights were strictly organized and required to fulfill their duties; otherwise, Mondstadt might have changed hands the very next day.

Having learned about the festival, Ying and Paimon decided to wander around and observe.

On the other side, under the statue of the wind god in the square, Huiyuan, Courteney, Wendy, and a large group of people were gathered together, seemingly engaged in some unknown activity.

Upon seeing a familiar face, Paimon waved and floated over, with Ying following closely behind.

"Hey, you buskers, Huiyuan and Courteney, what are you doing? There are so many people gathered around!"

After Huiyuan and Courteney waved to Ying in unison, Wendy proudly put her hands on her hips.

"Oh, you've come at the perfect time. Look at all my students, aren't they impressive?"

"Students? Hmm...? You mean those people who are scratching their heads like that?"

As he spoke, Paimon looked at the familiar face behind him, the wielder of the Eye of Vulcan, the young Bennett.

Upon hearing Paimon speak of his students in this way, Wendy quickly corrected him:

"How can you say it's scratching your head? You're actively racking your brains to come up with the right words to express your love!"

"I don't understand at all, I just find it very suspicious..."

Upon seeing this, Courtney picked up her harp and played a suspenseful melody.

Wendy smiled slightly and changed the subject.

"Haha, you must have heard about the Wind Blossom Festival by now, right? Do you like Mondstadt being immersed in this festive atmosphere?"

Upon hearing this question, Ying thought for a moment and replied, "I don't quite understand how to celebrate holidays yet."

"Paimon, what about you?"

"If you bribe me with something delicious, I'll say I like it!"

As he spoke, Paimon closed his eyes expectantly, crossed his arms, and waited for the impossible feast to arrive.

Even though Wendy, being a drunkard, had a large group of students, she still didn't have the money to treat Paimon to food.

Where can you find a bard who charges tuition based on three bottles of wine?

At this moment, Huiyuan smiled and said, "As expected of Paimon, that was a completely predictable answer."

Seeing that Huiyuan finally spoke, Paimon asked a question.

"Hey Yuanyuan, when did you come to Mondstadt? You came for the festival, why didn't you send a message and team up with us?"

"Uh... I'm sorry! I thought that Yingmei would definitely come after hearing about this holiday, so I came to see an acquaintance a few days early and forgot to send you a message."

Hearing Huiyuan's explanation, Paimon crossed his arms but didn't have many opinions.

Upon hearing Huiyuan's words, Wendy remembered something and said:

"Sigh, speaking of which, it seems like you guys have nothing to do lately?"