novelraw Chapter 69 Side Story: The Traveler
Chapter 69 Side Story: The Traveler
"And then, did the period of noble rule in Mondstadt end just like that?"
The story abruptly ended halfway through, and Paimon puffed out her cheeks in dissatisfaction. Even the mushroom and chicken skewers that the traveler had personally grilled for her no longer tasted good. She grumbled and begged him to continue.
Wendy, who was busy swallowing what was in her mouth, shrugged when she heard this: "That won't do, the rest of the story will cost money."
"Ugh—I'm so angry!" Paimon stomped his foot in dissatisfaction. "You idiot, you were still eating all the delicious food Kong made!"
She wanted to be proud and ignore him, but her desire to hear his story was irresistible.
"How about this, if you're willing to buy me a bottle of the new cider when you get back, I'll tell you!"
The cunning bard cast out the bait, and the clumsy little fish immediately took the bait.
Paimon agreed without hesitation, and Kongxiang couldn't stop him.
So the satisfied bard began to tell the rest of the story with a smile: "Although the wind god has already entered the fray, human desires are endless, and Lord Lawrence is naturally unwilling to relinquish the power at hand. He said that Vanessa only repelled the dragon, not defeated it as he initially claimed, so he is unwilling to fulfill his promise."
"How could they do this! Bad people really have no shame!"
"Yes, yes, but the Wind God can't do anything about it. After all, he has promised his people freedom, so naturally he won't break his promise and interfere in their affairs." Wendy sighed.
"Uh, busker, you look so fake..." Paimon said, speechless.
"Heh heh." Wendy stuck out her tongue. "But what does the Wind God's promise have to do with the bard? Of course, Wendy can intervene in things Barbatos can't handle!"
He stood with his hands on his hips, beaming with pride: "Afterwards, I used a fake contract to deceive the soldiers under the nobles' command, and Vanessa led the deserters and the people of Mondstadt to overthrow the nobles' rule."
The story of good triumphing over evil may be cliché, but it's undeniably satisfying. Paimon excitedly pressed, "Wow! What about Mr. Lawrence? What happened to that big bad guy in the end?"
"Of course, Mr. Lawrence ultimately died at the hands of his own daughter." Wendy perked up at this point. "If you ask me, Miss Lawrence was truly the best person in the world! Morally, she was able to put righteousness before family; militarily, besides Vanessa, she was second to none in that battle. Not to mention her looks and talents—she was one of the most beautiful ladies in Mondstadt at that time!"
He spoke with great enthusiasm, his eyebrows dancing, and he talked more and more, until Kong forgot to continue grilling the skewers and stared at him in disbelief.
Even Paimon couldn't stand it anymore and quickly interrupted him with an excuse: "Speaking of which, why do you keep mentioning this young lady? Although it's inevitable to mention her story when you were trying to win over Miss Lawrence at the Lawrence family as a governess, your descriptions are a bit too comprehensive and detailed!"
Wendy raised an eyebrow: "Really? Oh dear, that's probably because I forgot to tell you, Miss Lawrence is actually my wife!"
Seeing that he was praising someone again, Paimon leaned close to Sora with a somber expression and whispered, "He said he forgot, but he's just been looking for an opportunity like this to say it..."
He expressed his agreement with great distress.
Paimon suddenly remembered something and asked, "Speaking of which, was she the one you kept mentioning sending flowers to on the way to the commission shop with us?"
"You got it right, but unfortunately there's no reward."
The poet laughed heartily, completely forgetting how he had asked every beautiful flower he saw along the way to stop and wait for him so he could pick the flower and give it to someone.
But none of that is the key point. What angered Paimon the most was the most recent incident, when he picked the bait of the Fiery Witcher Flower, causing them to be attacked by the Witcher Flower while enduring the harassment of the Raichu Shaman in the commissioned mission. They were all blown away by the Overload!
Paimon complained loudly, "Luckily, Kong had maxed out his defenses, otherwise it wouldn't have been just a matter of taking off a thin layer of health!"
Kong weakly raised his hand: "Uh, Paimon, could you keep your voice down? I still feel embarrassed about maxing out my defenses..."
Paimon scratched his head: "Hehe, sorry."
Wendy felt embarrassed by what she was being said: "In that case, I'll treat you to dinner tonight. Consider it an apology."
It has to be said that he understands Paimon quite well; the moment food was mentioned, she immediately stopped being angry and excitedly asked, "Really? Really? Then let's meet at the Deer Hunter Restaurant tonight!"
She's really, really craving the honey-glazed carrot and pork stir-fry from there!
To everyone's surprise, Wendy shook her head: "No, it's about eating at my house!"
Wendy's house?
Paimon and Kong looked at each other in bewilderment.
They were incredibly curious, after all, it was Wendy's house! And if they could go and see it, they would surely meet the Lady Lawrence who only existed in Wendy's words, right? After all, she was a figure who left a significant mark on Mondstadt's history!
"We'll be there on time!" Paimon agreed decisively.
She just didn't expect that it wasn't just her and the travelers who arrived on time, but also a whole bunch of other random things.
Just how chaotic was it? Well, there was fruit from Blanche, flowers from Flora, and even Miss Margaret asked them to bring back a few bottles of good wine when she heard they were going to see Miss Cecilia.
Cecilia is the name Wendy had previously told them about Miss Lawrence.
As Paimon handed the items to Wendy, who opened the door for them, he couldn't help but remark, "Your wife really has a lot of friends!"
She had barely finished speaking when Kong nudged her with his elbow. Before she could even react, Wendy, as if a floodgate had been opened, started gushing about Cecilia's virtues again: "Of course! If anyone in Mondstadt encounters any trouble, Cecilia is always the first to lend a helping hand—"
But before he could even speak, another voice came from behind him: "Ahem, Ms. Wendy, perhaps it's best not to bring this up at a time like this..."
Wendy chuckled and turned to tease, "Just saying what I felt, Cecilia. Aren't you shy?"
He turned to the side, finally allowing Kong and Paimon to see the person behind him.
The girl with short, light blue hair still had an embarrassed blush on her cheeks. When they looked over, she tried to remain calm and said, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Dinner is ready, and you can sit down and eat at any time."
In fact, Paimon had already been getting restless from the aroma of food while they were at the door, and upon hearing this, he immediately flew inside: "Really? Then we won't be polite!"
Compared to her, Sora seemed much more reserved, even greeting Wendy and Cecilia as she passed by, saying, "Thank you for your help."
"You're welcome," Cecilia said with a gentle smile. "I hope you enjoy your meal."
As he sat down, Kong noticed the flowers in the vase on the dining table. The more he looked at them, the more familiar they seemed. Wasn't that the fake flower that Wendy had threatened to recreate for him after he defeated the swindler that morning?
Besides the flower on the table, he saw many other flowers elsewhere, some of which he recognized, but most of which he had never seen before.
Sora couldn't help but ask, "Did Wendy give you all these flowers?"
Cecilia was about to sit down, and before she could answer, Wendy, who was pulling out a chair for her, interjected, "Of course! A bard's romanticism is innate! Besides, isn't bringing a bouquet of flowers home for your lover something everyone should do? I'm just exceptionally good at it!"
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This was the first time he had ever realized that Wendy was such a talkative person.
Cecilia pursed her lips shyly: "Yes, Ms. Wendy always likes to prepare little surprises."
Kong wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Looking to the side, he noticed that Paimon was practically drooling with envy, but out of politeness, he could only wait until they finished chatting before he could start eating. Paimon was looking at him with a resentful gaze.
He wasn't the only one who noticed this scene; Cecilia did too.
The girl smiled and invited them to try her cooking.
Paimon set her sights on the moon pie she'd had her eye on earlier, and took a bite. The crispy crust and the marinated meat filling created an exquisite texture and flavor experience: "So delicious! Come to think of it, before coming here, I thought this meal would be prepared by a street performer. After all, no matter how you look at it, a noble lady shouldn't know how to cook, right?"
"No," Cecilia shook her head gently, "The Lawrence family is pathologically strict in their education and upbringing of their children. They demand that we be the best in everything, not only in the most basic manners, etiquette, and academics, but also in cooking and housework."
Paimon, puzzled but impressed, said, "Right, no wonder Yura's cooking is so delicious. I remember she's also from the Lawrence family."
"Miss Yura is an excellent junior, and she will be very happy to receive your praise," Cecilia chimed in.
"No, that's not it. If it were Yura, she would definitely say, 'How dare they criticize my work so casually? Humph, I'll remember this grudge!' That's more like it!"
She imitated it perfectly, even capturing the tone and voice just right.
Wendy chuckled: "If she knew you dared to talk about her like that behind her back, she'd really hold a grudge, wouldn't she?"
"Speaking of which, Cecilia, have you ever met Yura?" Sora asked curiously.
He had assumed that Cecilia and Yura, being from the same Lawrence family, would have a good relationship, but on the contrary, Cecilia had never actually spoken to her.
"No, it's better for me not to bother Miss Yura. After all, in the history recorded by the Lawrence family, I am already a person from a thousand years ago. If they find out that I am still alive, there will be endless trouble!" Cecilia didn't want to deal with those people with ulterior motives. After all, she knew very well that there were still many delusional people in the Lawrence family who wanted to return to the ruling class.
She didn't want those guys to have the opportunity to cause trouble in her name.
Sora and Paimon then realized that the person standing before them was an ordinary human who shouldn't have such a long lifespan, but how come—
They instinctively looked at Wendy, who was next to Cecilia.
The bard smiled but didn't say anything.
But the wind and his lover share a lifespan, and they will accompany each other through a long and promising future, because—the flower language of Cecilia is the true love of a prodigal son.
(End of this chapter)
The author says: The Wendy arc is officially over! Hooray! Time to quickly change to the next beautiful cover~
Waaaaah, Jinjiang has implemented a strange restriction that doesn't allow duplicate chapter titles, so now I can't have all the side stories with the same name QAQ
Damn it! My OCD is killing me!
感谢在2024-02-27 20:01:03~2024-02-28 22:21:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thank you to the little angels who watered the nutrient solution: Imperial Runaway Painter (4 bottles); Deer Drinking Seven (1 bottle);
Thank you so much for your support! I will continue to work hard!