Chapter 17

"Collecting Anemoculus..."

In the game, of course, it is all about collecting it, but in reality, it is difficult.

Those flying in the sky, hanging from cliffs and guarded by monsters, and the position of the anemoculus of the gods is likely to change.

Originally it was just a legend, and no one had ever achieved it, but the young man in front of her seemed to be taking it seriously.

"Do you want to look for it?"

"Yeah." Summer nodded: "It should be everyone's dream to be recognized by the gods, to be able to use the power of elements to protect the people around you, right? Of course, I am no exception."

Strength is the best way to solve problems. If you don't have a plug-in, then find a plug-in yourself!

"Your courage is admirable, please wait a moment."

Jean went to the big bookshelf, and the mirror of the big bell was opened.

There was a sudden breeze in the room, and a cyan ball spread its wings and came to Summer.

The wings are folded as if the hands are holding a circular sphere formed by the wind. Familiar, this is the lost Anemo!

Summer was even more surprised: "Anemo Crystalfly came to you on his initiative."

(Anemo Crystalfly)

A few years ago, I got one by chance. I was thinking of giving it as a gift, but this scene happened.

It took the initiative to go to the boy's side. The wind drives Summer's thoughts, and he reaches out...

When the fingertip touched the pupil, the sphere burst...

The hidden wind element roared out and entered the cuff...

Along the back of the hand, wrist, forearm, elbow, upper arm, shoulder... (What I imagine here is like Shiro in Fate)

The wind is nature's brush, swiping brush and ink on the right arm in summer.

This weirdness lasted for a few minutes.

"What happened?" Jean, the user of the wind element, was stunned.

"Can I take off my clothes if it's convenient?" Summer smiled wryly, his right arm itching unbearably.

"Uh... do you need me to go out?"

"It shouldn't be necessary..."

Summer takes off the jacket and inside are dark short sleeves.

The touch just now was not an illusion. The exposed right arm was covered with cyan lines, which was the trajectory of the wind.

"The Vision!"

She exclaimed this is one of the few gaffes of Jean.

That's right, the pattern on Summer's right arm is the Vision of the wind element.

but-

Where can there be an arm-sized Vision!

Where will there be the Vision embedded in the flesh!

Although it is very strange, it cannot be denied that this is the state of the Vision.

However, Summer was still unable to detect the power of any element.

This weird tattoo, presumably, is a hint.

"Collecting Anemoculus...you can't escape such a chore even after crossing!"

"Barbatos, the God of wind, I hope you can explain to me what's going on..."

Whether you like it or not, finding Barbatos to help Lumine complete the next mission has become a necessary mission.

The soreness of the arm disappeared, and I put on my jacket again.

Slightly playful, he put his hands together and asked, "Captain Jean, please keep this matter a secret!"

Whether it's the mutation of Anemo Crystalfly or the huge Vision connected to the body, it will inevitably cause a storm if it spreads out.

It's just a discussion after dinner, that's fine.

But if some mysterious organization finds out and wants to dissect and investigate, then...

"The purpose of my crossing is not to promote the human body research of the original god!"

Until it is fully understood, the fewer people know, the better.

Without a moment's hesitation, Jean made a frank oath: "I swear by the honor of a knight, I will keep this matter in my heart forever."

"Alright then, let's talk about the artifact!"

Summer took a sigh of relief and immediately changed the topic: "There are more than 100 people, five pieces per person, hundreds of pieces just to match..."

"Don't worry, we will follow the price of fifty-one..."

Summer shook his fingers: "No need, for the Knights, is for Mondstadt, I am willing to serve you for free."

"Free? How can this be possible! So many appraisals are not a small sum of money. Although Mondstadt is not rich, the money is still within the budget..."

Jean explained it earnestly and even wanted to report the financial report published by Mondstadt last year.

If it was Liyue's person, he would probably open his mouth a lot. After all, it was a transaction of millions.

But on Mondstadt, it is said that playing a doll for a whole day at a festival, the salary is only 20 moras...

Summer get up, stand at the window, feel the sunlight, and look at the people in the square:

"I like the city of Mondstadt, and I want to do my part to protect it... Please accept this intention."

Looking at each other, Jean's light blue eyes are like the surface of the fruit wine lake, with blue waves rippling.

"I can see this sincerity in your eyes, and I think no amount of reasons can change this decision."

"Please allow me to pay my respects."

Jean stood up, with her hands across her chest and her back slightly bent.

"Respectable traveler, the Knights of the Favonius will be your eternal friend. If necessary, we will do our best to help."

In a different world with simple folk customs, when you give honesty and sincerity, you will reap the rewards.

Speaking of helping all out, Summer remembered one thing: "Can I borrow the Holy Lyre Der Himmel? It's not a bad thing!"

As a treasure of Mondstadt, the possibility of borrowing it is too low.

(Holy Lyre Der Himmel)

Jean shook her head regretfully: "I believe in your character, but I don't have the right to lend the lyre."

"Everything about the Favonius Cathedral is under the control of Bishop, and he... just happened to be absent."

"That's such a pity." Summer also knew that it would not be so easy: "When did the knights begin to identify artifacts?"

Jean picked up a calendar sheet: "The latest batch of artifacts will be sorted in about three days, and the time will be determined, and then we will inform you."

"That's good! Finally, can we have a meal together?"

Mona doesn't seem to have the habit of eating breakfast, so from waking up until noon is almost over, Summer's stomach has not received any food.

Jean smiled gracefully in return: "Thank you for your kindness, but I still have things to deal with. Next time I'm free, I can invite you."

"Then it's settled."

Saying goodbye to the Knights, he felt Mona's pain.

He was so hungry that he could smell the delicious food from 800 miles away, and I even had hallucinations in front of my eyes.

Crispy white dough, grilled golden edges, smooth and tender fresh meat.

This is the Paimon Burger!

Although I knew it was an illusion, I couldn't help but reach out and grab it, and immediately put it in my mouth!

"What are you doing! Are you a cannibal!"

"Let go of me! Lumine, save me!"

Paimon's frightened voice kept ringing in his ears.

"Huh? Not only did I have hallucinations from hunger, but I also had auditory hallucinations..."

"Why is it fluffy in the mouth, the fragrance is good, the meat is smooth and soft, is this the crispy bone of the ear?"

I didn't bite down hard, even if it was an imaginary food, I had to taste it slowly.

"Let go! I'll call the police! Knights! Come and save me!"

"Lumine! You're still laughing!"

Feeling wrong, Summer quickly let go, touched his lips, and then touched the cute thing in his hand.

It turns out that everything is not an illusion! That bite just now... is Paimon's real body!

Squinting secretly, Paimon was buried pitifully in Lumine's chest, wiping the saliva from her ears with a piece of paper.

"I'm so sorry... Paimon looks so cute, I couldn't hold back for a while."

I really can't make up a reason, and Paimon doesn't need his excuse.

"Does your definition of cuteness mean that you want to eat me?"

"I declare! Summer is Paimon's most hated person! Most hated, hated person!"

"I'm going to give you a super invincible nickname!"

"...Cannibal scum."

Feeling guilty, no matter what you say, there is no way to refute it.

But the nickname may be with me for a lifetime, so I still have to protest in a low voice: "This is more like swearing, right? It's uncivilized!"

Paimon's small body heaved back and forth with her rapid breathing: "Then, then you are Man-Eater!"

It is impossible to ask for mercy. Although this nickname is rude, it is at least better than the ones that will appear later, right?

What kind of sing-along, righteous people and the like... Cannibals anyway... Anyway...

I really couldn't find a reason to comfort myself and let myself accept it