Chapter 27

"Speaking of which, Barbatos is a casual god, if I were a god, how could I endure such carelessness and build a random terrain all over the planet!

If enough powerful bombs are placed in the right places, even a behemoth like Starsnatch Cliff will collapse with a bang, and the terrain of Mondstadt will be much more regular than it is now.

It's a pity that the greasy-looking captain of the cavalry directly rejected my proposal, and suggested that I should not hang out on the Xingzhai Cliff! "

——From "Teyvat Tour Guide, Mondstadt Chapter, Starsnatch Cliff" by Claire's mother Alice

It is completely incomprehensible why such a journal with no description of the scenery at the level of a junior high school student has become a tour guide for Mondstadt.

But when I came to Starsnatch Cliff, I enjoyed the mountain breeze and looked at the vast sea.

I can't help but feel fortunate that such a beautiful scene was not destroyed by a bomb. It's great!

The carriage stopped on the slope, and there was still a short distance from the high point on the edge of the cliff, and it was only possible to rely on foot to move forward.

After being tortured by the bumps, the three of them seemed to be reborn after getting out of the carriage.

"This place is so beautiful! It's like a dream!"

Lumine stretched out her body, while Paimon played the role of a flower-picking fairy, carrying a Cecilia flower on Lumine's head.

"Man-eater! Don't you think Lumine looks so beautiful?"

Paimon looked at the artwork she created and did not forget to bring Summer for reference.

Cecilia's white color is purer than the jewelry on her head, the flower core is reddish with a touch of glamour, and the dewdrops gliding on the petals in the morning are making it more vibrant.

Summer was about to praise, but was interrupted by a passing bard:

"The fragrance of flowers can always touch people's hearts, but young brave men now is not the time to fall in love."

"Eh? Are Lumine and Summer in love?" Paimon looked at Summer with disgust and blocked the space between the two.

Lumine and Summer shook their heads in sync, while Jean and Diluc walked past with a chuckle.

The top of the cliff can't help but remind people of the story of "Wind, Courage, and Wings".

And now, to save his partner, the bard who taught the birds to fly is ready to sing again:

"Alright, alright, everyone stands away, the best bard in the world is about to start plucking his strings!"

Venti opened his arms and faced the galloping wind: "Such a scene fits the theme of "Fate's Reunion"

Venti's hand trembled slowly.

The moment the lyre sounded, the gust of wind came awe-inspiringly like a soldier obeying an order.

The sound of the lyre was sent to the distance by the wind, to the place where Dvalin existed.

The wind began to howl, the wind began to dance, and the wind began to be cloudy.

The rising air blows the flowers and plants away, squeezing each other with the rampant storm.

The air began to vibrate, and huge six wings covered the sky.

Here comes Dvalin.

"As of now, there is nothing to talk about."

His hoarse voice was full of unknowable pain, and his constantly swaying body was resisting corruption.

Barbatos borrowed the body of a mortal and could not stand firm under the storm.

Pressing the brim of his hat, he opened his eyes diligently in the turbid wind, wanting to take a good look at his former partner:

"Really? Did I read it wrong? Your eyes seem to be recalling this song."

Dvalin didn't attack, and he still had a clear shadow in his eyes.

"Humph!"

With a disdainful voice, a block of ice shot out from his wings, knocking down the Holy lyre and Venti together.

The abyss mage with a white frost pattern appeared in Dvalin's ear, and conveyed a whisper like a demon:

"Don't be deceived by him, poor dragon, he has already abandoned you!"

"Now, he's going to deceive you again!"

What Venti is saying, he wants to explain, he wants to tell, he wants to sing...

But the storm was darkened, and his voice could not convey.

The voice of the Abyss Mage was not disturbed in any way.

"Have hatred! Be angry! You have become an enemy of Mondstadt, and there is no turning back!"

Dvalin spread his wings again, and the overly powerful pressure made the keen knight feel threatened.

Diluc and Jean have already summoned their weapons to defend or even attack.

And all these changes are reflected in Dvalin's eyes, filling the final clarity.

He roared, "Barbatos, are these people are here to hunt me down with you!"

Venti got up with difficulty, the Holy lyre in his hand had been destroyed: "No, Dvalin, people have never forgotten..."

His words did not continue, and what he saw, Dvalin's eyes lost all luster.

Dvalin is degenerating and giving up resistance.

The abyss mage proudly stood on the dragon head, and the staff in his hand was like a branch scattered with snowflakes:

"It's time for this dragon to serve its true master... Hehehe...you guys just stay here and lament your powerlessness!"

"Dvalin!!!"

Venti's last cry went unanswered, and Dvalin's figure sank into the clouds and disappeared.

Because of the storm, most of his conversations with Dvalin didn't reach anyone else.

But judging from Venti's lonely demeanor and the appearance of the abyss mage, the initial mission to save Dvalin failed.

Venti held the destroyed violin and stared blankly in the direction the dragon left.

Jean stepped forward, not knowing what to call for a while:

"Barba-Lord Venti, please take care to protect yourself."

Although she can't believe it, the person in front of her may be the incarnation of the wind god.

Diluc thought about the next step faster than Venti's sadness: "How is the Holy lyre? Can it still be played? Or can it be repaired with dragon teardrops?"

Venti smiled bitterly: "If it's like this, there should be no way."

"Now is not the time to be bitter!" Lumine came to Venti's side, with a very firm tone:

"Dvalin is in danger, we must deal with the source of corrosion and deal with those abyss mages!"

The abyss mages are more evil enemies than the Fatuis, and their purpose is only to destroy.

Jean nodded immediately: "Then I'll go to Scout Knight to investigate the location of Dvalin and the Abyss Mage!"

"The intelligence network of Dawn Winery has always been tracking the clues of those monsters. I believe there will be results soon."

Diluc, who hates the Knights, has always been protecting Mondstadt in his way.

"Anyway, wait for my news!"

With the great sword in his hand, Diluc showed a bit of disgust on his indifferent face:

"I want them to understand that no matter how lawless the Abyss Order is... But in Mondstadt, some things just can't be done!"

The horses neighed, and they rode together without a trace, Jean and Diluc took the lead in rushing back to Mondstadt.

The Abyss Mage has controlled Dvalin and is likely to attack the city. The Knights of the Favonius must be prepared.