The owner of the winery, Diluc Legenfender, made a rare appearance as a bartender today. He was smoothly making refreshing lemonade at the front desk.

Under the dim lights of the tavern, his soft red hair was slightly curled, and his stern profile matched the black felt coat on his body.

He lived up to the surname of Legenfend and behaved exactly like the noble prince described in the fairy tale.

"What are you doing here?" He handed the lemonade to the bard with a bitter look on his face. He turned to look at the woman with light blond hair in front of the counter, and his tone was slightly cold.

"Senior, I want to know something about the ground near Mondstadt." Qin didn't have any dissatisfaction, her eyes were sincere, and there was some kind of request in them.

The bard didn't speak, and he didn't care that the lemonade in his hand was lemonade. He drank a few sips and watched the show with his eyes wide open.

"Huh!" Diluc didn't answer immediately. He poured another glass slowly with a cold face and pushed it to Qin with a thud. "The people of the Knights are still so incompetent."

It's incredible that Mondstadt people would belittle the Knights of the West Wind in a place with an open door like a tavern.

The melodious humming of the six-fingered Joseph playing at the door and the strings paused for a moment, and then connected intermittently.

"..." Qin neither spoke nor drank, and looked at him silently with her big sapphire blue eyes.

"It has something to do with the Abyss Religion, and I have some information about the Abyss Religion." He wiped the wine glass and polished a goblet until it was shiny.

"Those short-legged guys, someone needs to tell them that there are things they cannot do in Mondstadt." He had a cold face and his eyes were bone-chilling.

"The Abyss Cult," Qin touched her chin, "Thank you so much, senior."

It's rare for her to show off her girlish playfulness.

"Huh!" Diluc snorted coldly, like a perverse black cat.

"Well, Grandpa Diluc, do you really not want to consider giving me some wine? Apple juice is also fine, please!" The bard in the green cloak clasped his hands and begged earnestly.

"Sorry, the wine in the tavern is not sold to minors. Besides, it is merciful enough that I did not pursue the matter of you stealing wine from the wine cabinet."

"..." The bard gritted his teeth and said nothing. He really wanted to say that he was actually the wind elf, Barbatos, the god of wind, who was thousands of years old.

"Alas!" He left dejectedly, dragging his minor body with him.

"That child?" Qin looked at his back, thoughtfully.

"The bard who competed with Joseph for business is very popular in Mondstadt, but he always asks for wine without asking for payment. He is underage, so I can't give it to him."

"Although Charles can't guard him," Diluc said calmly.

"He has the eyes of God?"

"The eye of God with wind attributes."

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The night is long and the moon is slightly cool.

Shang Zhaoyue was holding on to the handrail of the terrace, and suddenly looked back behind her, where there was a faint frost spreading.

"Come out," he said lightly, without looking back.

"You're so sharp. I want to freeze you into an ice sculpture without anyone noticing."

"The Ice God himself may not be able to freeze me, not to mention that you just borrowed the power." He raised his lips with some contempt, and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Humph!" The lady in the white dress came out of the dark hall and stood side by side with him, her face half-covered by a mask slightly unwilling.

"Tell me, why are you looking for me in the middle of the night?"

"I want to cooperate with you," the lady took a deep breath. Upon hearing this, Shangyue Zhaoyue turned her head. He glanced at the lady thoughtfully, and the golden light in his eyes lit up, gradually dimming the night.

Set off like daylight.

The lady gritted her teeth and refused to give in, but her body began to tremble unsatisfactorily.

"Okay." He shrugged his shoulders, and the prison-like pressure faded away, "how do you want to cooperate."

"You, you agreed?" She was a little unbelievable.

"You're just kidding, I have no interest in paying attention to a bunch of barking hyenas. Are you cooperating with the Abyss Cult?" He changed the topic, and the golden light of his glory gradually began to shine.

"This is a necessary process. Fools can control those stupid monsters." She was still arrogant, and turned her head without leaving a trace.

The executive officer of Winter Kingdom is somewhat seriously ill, and with all these people under his command, he feels a little pity for the ice god he has never met.

In the night sky, a white shadow spreads its wings and cuts through the starlight, coming covered with stars and the moon.

It landed lightly on the terrace, casting a small slanting shadow, and its golden vertical pupils showed humane disdain for the lady.

"..." The lady looked ugly, but Zhaoyue didn't dare to have an attack due to the unknown color of her shirt.

"Don't underestimate Del, the whirlpool demon almost became its food." Shangyue Zhaoyue caressed the little guy's white scales lightly, and the young dragon also squinted its eyes in cooperation and let out a coquettish growl, without tearing the demon at all.

of domineering.

"Haha," the lady smiled and said nothing. She didn't believe it even if she thought about it.

This is normal. If you haven't seen that huge creature of more than thirty meters spreading its wings and chopping the waves, no one will believe that this little guy has the power to reverse the celestial phenomena.

The lady left, and Kamisato Ayaka came next. She hugged Del, and Del affectionately leaned on the mistress's chest, making her smile.

"Isn't there a problem with Mondstadt?" She arrived in a foreign country, but she still couldn't change her old habit of worrying about the country and the people. She might be suspicious of the Virgin, but for Shangshan Zhaoyue, there is nothing wrong with being a master who can help the world.

good.

Besides, Kamisato Ayaka will not act out her kindness unreasonably, and there is still a long way to go before she is the Holy Mother.

"The problems in Mondstadt will be solved by the Mondstadt people. The armed forces of the Knights of the West Wind are in decline, but the Dandelion Knights are still somewhat interesting. What's more, there are also the legendary heroes of the night."

"Hero of the Night?" Kamisato Ayaka pinched Del's mouth. The little guy's face was distorted and he didn't dare to resist. He could only be manipulated like a doll.

"A red-haired man who likes to do some chivalry on the streets of Mondstadt in the dead of night."

"Sounds cool," Kamisato Ayaka nodded.

"When we return to Daozhi, or even in Mondstadt, I can also have some fun with you."

"..." Kamisato Ayaka was a little moved, "Let's forget it, it's too weird."

"It's quite strange. Doing this will lower the reputation of the Knights. Besides, he also has a nickname."

"Huh?" Kamisato Ayaka tilted her head.

"Call him righteous," he said calmly.

"It's... unpleasant." She stuck out her tongue.

"Yeah..." He looked at the sky from a distance, then turned around and invited Kamisato Ayaka, "It's almost time, come with me to visit Wangfeng Mountain."

"Wangfeng Mountain?" She didn't ask any further questions. She stepped forward and put her arms around his shoulders and said, "Wherever you go, I will go."
Chapter completed!