To do something you don't want to do, but have no choice but to, is the beginning of depravity.

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Ying and Paimon found the green bard.

He was playing a melodious tune in the crowd, telling a story.

Upon seeing this, the "lady," a self-proclaimed hater of the Wind God, scoffed disdainfully.

"Hmph, Mondstadt is beset by internal and external troubles, yet the Wind God still has the leisure to sing here."

Compared to the disdain of the little black lady, the Knights and Barbara, as true fans, took it much more seriously.

"The story Lord Barbatos told?"

Lisa became interested, and the other members of the Knights were also very serious, even Kaeya became unusually serious.

Inside the cathedral, however, there were people even more insane than they were.

"Ah! It's a story told by Lord Barbatos himself! I must go and hear it live!" Barbara exclaimed excitedly.

As he spoke, he wanted to run out of the church to listen to the statue outside.

"Calm down, this is something for the future, it hasn't happened yet," Rosalia stopped Barbara.

“Let’s look at the story first,” Rosalia said.

“You’re right. We must read every word carefully. This is all the teaching of Lord Barbatos.”

Barbara held the book reverently; anyone who didn't know better would think she was holding the Bible.

The story I'm about to tell begins in ancient times.

At that time, the gods still roamed the earth, and dragons descended from the sky, filled with curiosity about everything in the world.

The Wind Singer plays its harp, and the Heavenly Harp answers each note.

The dragon, it was merely a curious child, a carefree bird that soared through the air, right up to this day.

It listens to poetry and wants to learn to sing, so that all things may understand its heart.

The singer and the dragon became legends.

Wendy was telling the story of how Dvarin and Wendy met.

At this time, Tvalin was not yet the Guardian of the East Wind, but merely a free dragon living in the sky.

Wendy wanted to use this story to remind the people of Mondstadt of the East Wind Dragon.

A dark age then descended.

[At this moment, the lion's teeth decayed, the eagle banner fell silent, and another evil dragon approached Mondstadt.]

The lion's teeth and eagle banners here refer to the Lion's Tooth Knights, guarded by the South Wind, and the Knights of the West, guarded by the West Wind.

At that time, both the Lion Fang Knight and the Knights of Favonius were in a state of having no successors, and no one could deal with the evil dragon.

The sky dragon answered the call and fought a desperate battle with the evil dragon in the storm.

The Sky Dragon swallowed its venomous blood and fell into a deep slumber, only to be resurrected years later, unrecognized by anyone.

Why do people nowadays reject me?

This statement reveals Tvalin's grievance.

It was originally the freest dragon in this sky. For the sake of the Mondstadt people, it worked with the wind god to flatten mountains, blow away snow and wind, and create a fertile land for Mondstadt.

He drank poisonous blood while fighting the venomous dragon and suffered torment for a hundred years.

But when it awoke, people had already forgotten it, even despised it, and called it a demonic dragon.

The Sky Harp remained silent.

Dvalin did not hear Wendy's reply, because Wendy was still asleep.

[Anger and sorrow, life and venomous blood, all turned into tears, falling from the dragon's eyes.]

[Silence in poetry and prose allows corruption to take hold easily.]

Without the power of the wind god, Dvalin, who had long been tormented by the poisonous blood, was unable to resist the corruption of the abyss.

The Sky Harp, however, could no longer speak.

The story ends here.

The Mondstadt people in the book treated it as just a story and left after listening, but people in real life were deeply moved.

Now I understand why the title is 'For a Tomorrow Without Tears'.

It turned out that Dvalin had been crying in pain the whole time.

Wendy has already told the people of Mondstadt that Dvalin went mad because of forgetting and corruption.

Qin breathed a sigh of relief; she had thought Dvalin hated Mond so much.

Thankfully, it's not that; it's just the corruption of the Abyss. All we need to do is help Dvalin break free from the corruption.

As for the Mondstadt people forgetting... it's not entirely their fault; hundreds of years is a very long time for humans.

It might still be a legend passed down orally for two or three generations, but what about four or five generations later? What about six or seven generations later?

Maybe only a few people like them still remember.

“Lisa, could you please write down the story of Dvalin? It would be best if it could be published tomorrow,” Jean said.

"Okay, I understand." Lisa nodded.

"Tvalin is truly a fine dragon."

Paimon was very moved. The book explained things very clearly, and even Paimon understood the story.

The mute Ying nodded, indicating that she thought so too.

Barbara reacted the most strongly; she was already in tears.

This is a story told by Lord Barbatos. It's a blessing to hear such a story.

Moreover, the guardian of the east wind in the story is so pitiful.

In "The Gift of the Angel," Diluc looked at a poet who had finished drinking and was now asleep, and thought to himself that the other party truly deserved to be called the God of Wind.

Although he looks like a drunken poet, he is actually very thoughtful.

He not only wants to solve the dragon plague in Mondstadt, but also wants to make the people of Mondstadt rediscover Dvalin.

But has my tavern become their regular spawn point?

He comes here every day, even more often than I do. Shouldn't I stop letting him drink on credit?

Mondstadt doesn't only have one tavern, why haven't I seen him go to the other one, Cat's Tail Tavern?

How could he have imagined that the mighty Wind God would be allergic to cat hair?

If Wendy is allergic to cat fur and avoids cats, what if he's allergic to alcohol? Should he drink excessively or abstain from alcohol altogether?

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Character Voice Acting - Barbara: The Story of Dvalin

"Lord Dvalin has protected Mondstadt for so long, yet the citizens of Mondstadt have forgotten him. This is truly unacceptable. I will promote Lord Dvalin at the next idol event."

Chapter 31 The Power of Fire

The lady also read this passage.

Although she was reluctant to admit it, Aeolus and Dvalin did indeed do a lot for Mondstadt.

It could even be said that they would appear whenever the Mondstadt people needed them.

Perhaps this is why the lady blames the wind god.

It appeared before, so why didn't it appear this time?

Am I not one of your subjects?

She was unaware that the wind god had already fallen into a deep sleep.

The lady also knew that she shouldn't blame the wind god.

But she didn't know where to put these emotions, and how could she not hate herself?

I hate myself, which is why I've become like this, and even so, I can't forgive myself.

“Barbatos…” the woman murmured to herself, lost in thought.

Outside of Mondstadt, some people in Liyue also read this passage.

"Is this the 'contract' between the Wind God and the Guardian of the East Wind?" Zhongli pondered as he took a sip of tea.

“No, perhaps there shouldn’t be a ‘contract’ between them. In fact, a ‘contract’ would only restrict them.” Zhongli shook his head.

The Land of Wind is a land of freedom, and there should be no contract between the Wind God and the Four Wind Guardians.

Protecting Mondstadt is simply their chosen form of "freedom".

"I wonder if Yun Jin could adapt the story of Dvalin and the wind god into a play?" Hu Tao asked with interest.

She and Yun Jin were acquaintances, and she secretly planned to share the story with Yun Jin, hoping to give Yun Jin some inspiration.

“Mr. Yun? Her words should be able to be adapted into a play that is both realistic and interesting.” Zhong Li expressed his approval.

D'Artagnan, however, didn't quite understand.

Although he had accompanied Zhongli to see plays, he didn't know much about Liyue's opera culture and could only say that he watched it for entertainment.

Just then, the door was knocked open, and a debt collector entered.

The debt collector glanced at everyone present and gestured to D'Artagnan.

D'Artagnan nodded, indicating that they could talk about it here.

"My lord, the new book by the author 'Qiu Cheng' has been released in Liyue."

"Oh? So fast?" D'Artagnan was somewhat surprised.

So this Master Hu got the book a little bit ahead of time?

Walnut was also a bit strange.

You little rascal, Qiuqiu! The letter told me it was delivered several days in advance, but it's already on sale as soon as it arrives?

"quick?"

The debt settlement officer was taken aback.

Could it be that Lord [Young Master] already knew the book's release date, and now the release date has been moved up?

Otherwise, why would it feel fast?

D'Artagnan pointed to the book in Walnut's hand and said, "The book for Act Two is here. You may leave now."

"Act Two?" The debt collector then realized it was a misunderstanding.

"My lord, the newly released book is not Act Two."

This piqued D'Artagnan's interest; Qiu Cheng had released a new book, but it wasn't the second act.

In other words, what new book series has he published?

"Bring it to me and see."

"Yes."

The debt collector handed the book to D'Artagnan; the title was 'Love and Teyvat'.

The book came out with three chapters: "The Peacock Feather Chapter," "The Little Rabbit Chapter," and "The Hourglass Chapter," which are the three main chapters.

"Which one should we read first?" D'Artagnan looked at the book in his hand, then at the book in Kurumi's hand.

He actually preferred to read the second act in Hu Tao's hands, because he didn't own that book.

Clearly, Hu Tao and Zhong Li thought the same way; how could they give up after only seeing half of the story?

The group continued reading the story of the second act.

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