Chương 65: Chapter 65: The Real Tyrant
"But, even so..."
Paimon was startled by Wendy's powerful words, but she still insisted on her original idea.
"Isn't it too much to kill the king who once protected you?"
"What do you need..."
"…Can't we just talk about it?"
"How can a king in a high tower hear the voices of his subjects?"
Wendy shook her head slightly at Paimon's "naive" idea.
"But..."
"Alright, Paimon!"
Seeing that Paimon seemed to want to say something, Yahweh reached out and tapped her little head to stop her from speaking.
"This world is not black and white, and there is no absolute right or wrong."
Yahweh was not interested in the question of whether the actions of the Lone King in the Tower were correct.
Or maybe to him, the argument is meaningless.
"There's no point in arguing about this kind of thing."
"But he will be overthrown by the former Mond people, the lonely king of the tower..."
"…There are indeed many flaws in this approach!"
Having said this, Yahweh shook his head with some regret.
"Master Yahweh,"
After hearing what Yahweh said, Paimon puffed up his cheeks slightly in anger.
"Do you agree with the singer's point of view?"
"Not really,"
Yawei glanced at Wendy and shook his head gently.
"However, although the storm cut off freedom, it caused resistance."
"But this matter is not without a solution."
"The solution?"
"That's right!"
Yahweh nodded slightly.
"I think I can use the flood..."
"That, that ancient king is the Wind Demon."
Wendy interrupted Yahweh's words. Looking at the foreign god with a gentle smile in front of him, he inexplicably developed a very bad premonition in his heart.
"Without the power to harness the element of water..."
"Well, if you put it that way, it is true..."
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but Wendy seemed to see a hint of disappointment on Yahweh's face.
"Then I can ask my subjects who believe in me to build a palace and use my divine power to protect it so that it can block the cold wind."
Yahweh spoke his mind.
"But only those who believe in Him can live in the palace."
"Then, remove the storm wind that isolates the outside world until the cold current cleanses everything, and then restore the wind barrier."
"Do this several times..."
"...Shouldn't anyone think of overthrowing Him?"
"......"
As Yahweh finished speaking, except for Ying and Paimeng who were slightly better, everyone else looked at Yahweh with strange expressions, completely frightened by his thoughts.
"What's wrong?"
Looking at the reactions of the crowd, Yahweh spoke as if he was a little surprised.
"Is there something wrong with my thinking?"
Everything is wrong, okay?
What kind of devil could come up with such an idea?
It was not until this point that everyone began to understand what a true tyrant was.
The lonely king in the tower?
Compared to Yahweh, she is as gentle as the big sister next door!
"fluorescent..."
Amber couldn't help but pull Ying's sleeve and subconsciously hid behind her.
"...I always feel...Mr. Yawei is so scary..."
"Is it scary?"
Ying didn't think so. She felt that Yawei was a good person, at least he was good to her.
"Well, let's not talk about this now!"
Finally, Wendy said this with a wry smile.
"Let's solve the problem of...the wind dragon first!"
He suddenly felt fortunate that the lonely king of the high tower was Deacarapian, not Yahweh.
otherwise...
Wendy shook her head, not daring to think about it any further.
"Well, what Lord Wendy said is indeed correct!"
Even Captain Qin's expression became a little stiff.
After all, she had never expected that Yahweh would say such words.
After that, the few of them stopped communicating and quietly went to the center of the Wind Dragon Ruins.
"Hiss~"
Paimon shuddered suddenly.
"Do you feel that the closer we get to the center of the Wind Dragon Ruins, the colder it gets?"
"Well, there are indeed some..."
Barbara touched her fair shoulders, which had become cold without her knowing when.
"Maybe it's because the wind is too strong?"
Amber guessed so.
"The interior of the Wind Dragon Ruins... isn't very windy!"
In response to Amber's words, Wendy shook her head slightly.
"It's just that, although it's very subtle, but..."
"…I feel a familiar wind!"
"Let's get there quickly!"
"I hope... it's not what I think..."
Wendy murmured in a low voice.
As Wendy spoke, the others sped up.
After passing through the main gate and overcoming the obstacles of the ruins, the few people finally saw their target.
It was a sky dragon with two horns on its head and dark blue wings on its back.
However, the purple-red color formed by the poisonous blood of the poisonous dragon Durin adds a bit of demonic nature to it.
The original East Wind Dragon that carried the wind of the sky has turned into the Wind Dragon that now brings disaster to Mondstadt.
However, at this moment, the Wind Demon Dragon was squatting on the ground with its eyes closed, and seemed to have completely ignored the arrival of the few people.
"Twarin..."
Looking at the Wind Dragon like this, a trace of pity flashed in Wendy's eyes.
He reached out to touch Tevarin, but ended up picking up the "Eye of God" at his waist, which turned into a xylophone called Felin.
The best bard in the world began to pluck the strings of his harp.
"It's time... to open your eyes!"
Like the flowing wind, the melodious sound of the piano sounded in the empty Fenglong ruins.
The few people who were originally on high alert facing the Wind Demon Dragon couldn't help but relax when they heard the piano music that went straight to their hearts.
As Wendy played, the Wind Dragon slowly opened its eyes.
"Twarin..."
Seeing this, Wendy's face showed a look of joy.
However...
"Barbatos!"
The wind dragon flapped its wings and flew away. The wind and mist raised by its roar made several people stretch out their arms to block the wind, and also exposed Wendy's identity.
Barbatos?!
This eccentric bard is actually Mondstadt's wind god?
Because they had not experienced the plots in the game, everyone was not mentally prepared for Wendy's identity as the God of Wind, and they were extremely surprised.
Although Qin had thought that this bard looked quite extraordinary, she had never imagined that he was actually Barbatos, the god of wind.
As for Barbara...
At this point I have completely given up thinking.
If Wendy was Barbatos...
So what did she, the pastor of the West Wind Church, say to the God of Wind?
and...
Barbara remembered Yahweh's words and Wendy's echo.
The Wind God of Mondstadt...
Is he really a crazy drunkard?
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