Genshin Impact: Short video, the beginning is maintained by Meng Tianli

After bidding farewell to Captain Jean, Ying and Paimon leave the Knights.

"Paimon, do you know what the symbol of Mondstadt's hero is?" Ying suddenly turned to Paimon.

Paimon: "What's wrong? I know it must be the tree." "

Ying: "Big tree?".

"Well, it's that big tree that stands out ———— a lot!, you must still have an impression, right?" Paimon said, gesturing with his hands outstretched.

Ying looked into the distance and said, "The poet said he would go there." "

Paimon looked at Ying and asked, "Shall we go find him now?"

"Hmm. "

Under Paimon's guidance, the two made their way through the gates of Mondstadt and arrived at the Land of the Wind.

From afar, the two of them saw the iconic tree, and when they walked under it, the bard was looking at them with a smile.

"Why are you here?".

"Sure enough, not only does it look alike, but it also sounds alike. Ying looked the poet in front of her up and down.

"What are you talking about?" Paimon asked curiously.

"Don't you think he resembles the Aeolum in the video just now, and so does this voice. "

"Oh, really!" Paimon looked at Wendy in surprise.

"So, you're actually Barbatos, the god of wind, right? Ying said with a serious expression.

"Looks like you care about Anemo a lot, can you tell me why?" Venti didn't answer Ying's question, but instead asked a question.

"Well... It's because of God..."

Ying interrupted Paimon, "It's because someone told me about the dragon's past." "

"Oh, what do you think of Stormterror now? Can you tell me? I'm interested. Wendy looked at Ying with interest.

Ying knew that Wendy was diverging her words, just as Wendy knew that Ying had other purposes, but both of them knew it.

Ying patiently recounted the news she had heard from Lisa.

“... That's how the Mondstadt scholar named Lisa sees this. Wendy rubbed his chin and continued: "That's right, the conflict has come to this point, of course, because both sides have already begun to use force..."

"But its initial hatred is definitely not because people are not worshipping the Four Winds Guardian, are you interested in listening to me tell a story?".

Ying nodded.

"The story I am going to tell begins in the primeval period, when the gods were still walking on the earth, and the dragons of the sky descended from the dragons, full of curiosity about everything in the world. "

The dragon sought its own answers, but could not comprehend the chaos of the world, and the Song of the Wind played the strings, and the Lyre of the Sky answered them one by one. "

"The dragon is but a curious child, but it flies to this day, it listens to poetry, it wants to learn to sing, so that all things can understand its heart. "

"The singer and the dragon became legends, and the dark age came... With the lion's teeth decaying, the eagle's banner not hoisting, and another dragon approaching Mondstadt. "

"Suffering is the shadow over the cathedral, the lamentation is reunited by the poet, the dragon of the sky obeys the call, and fights the dragon to the death in the storm..."

"The dragon of the sky swallowed the poisonous blood of the evil dragon and fell into a deep sleep, but after many years, no one knew about it..."

"'Why do people nowadays turn me away?' The Lyre of the Sky did not speak, anger and sorrow, life and poisonous blood turned into tears from the corners of the dragon's eyes..."

"The poems are silent, the corruption takes effect easily, but the Sky Lyre has no way to speak..."

This is the end of the story.

After a moment, Ying spoke, "So, the sky dragon in the story is the Wind Demon Dragon?"

"Yes. Wendy nodded.

"I see, that's why Stormterror is attacking Mondstadt. Paimon suddenly realized.

Venti pulled out Stormterror's tears: "It used to be a gentle child, but now it's so sad and full of anger..."

Speaking of this, a trace of sadness flashed in Wendy's eyes, and she said in a low tone, "Even if Dvalin is not defeated now, his vitality will pass quickly... It will burn itself out in anger ..."

“... Is there anything we can do?" asked Ying.

"Yes, Dvalin is so pathetic, and we want to help him. Paimon nodded in agreement.

"That's great, Traveler, I need you to come with me to Mondstadt Cathedral. Wendy said with some gratitude.

"Mondstadt Cathedral, what are you going to do there?" Paimon asked curiously.

"Go get a handful... A harp called 'Sky'. "

"Then let's go. Ying nodded.

On the way, looking at the back of Wendy who was walking in front, Ying's heart already had an answer to that question.

Arriving at the cathedral door, Paimon looks at Wendy and asks, "So, why did we take that harp?".

Venti: "It's Mondstadt's treasure, the harp that Barbatos once played, and with the Sky Lyre, I can bring back Dvalin's true nature from my nightmares." "

"So... Can you really stop Stormterror's destruction?" Paimon's tone was skeptical.

Wendy smiled confidently and said, "Of course, because I am the best poet in the world, past, future, present, there are no ballads that I don't know, look into my eyes, don't you think I am trustworthy?"

Paimon: "... It's more suspicious!".

Hearing this, Ying suddenly wavered a little from the answer in her heart, but she had already reached this point, and she could only try to believe him.

"It is said that the Lyre of the Sky is enshrined in the depths of the cathedral, somewhere safe, and I'll be going to check it out, so if you're interested, you can come along and have a look. "

With that, Wendy walked into the cathedral first, followed by Ying and Paimon.

"Look at me. After arriving at the cathedral, Wendy said a word of advice to the two of them, and confidently walked towards a nun.

"Hello, Sister Nun. "

"Wind God bless you, young poet, is there anything wrong?" the nun asked, looking at Wendy curiously.

"Actually, I have a secret that can save Mondstadt from a crisis. "

"Oh, that's a blessing from the god of wind. But you should report this to the Knights, and how can an unrelated nun like me help you?" asked the nun, puzzled.

"Hey, sister, of course you have something you can help. Wendy smiled and said with an inexplicable seductiveness in her voice, "For example... Lyre in the Sky. "

"With its power, I can make Stormterror—".

"Alas......" the nun interrupted Wendy's words with a sudden voice, "please go back." "

"Huh?!".