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Chapter 63 Unknown Island

 The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on the front door of the pub.

Wendy woke up from her sleep and slowly opened her eyes.

Suddenly, a strangely smiling face stretched out in front of him.

"Now that you're awake, get up. I ordered breakfast from Sarah and it should have been delivered by now."

Famas shook his head, picked up the cup next to the bed and took a sip of water.

"How did you get in?"

Wendy held her head, raised her head strangely, and suddenly noticed the melted and solidified lock cylinder outside the room.

Mr. Diluc is going to feel bad.

"Hey."

Wendy disappeared, and a strong wind blew in the room that made people squint. When the wind subsided, the green-haired boy was fully dressed, sitting on the bed and swinging his legs. The sun shone through the wing-like cloak on the stunned face.

On Famas.

Wendy waved her hand at Famas, with a faint, bright smile on her face.

Gods always have to get used to loneliness, not to mention that Barbatos is also a bard. Only loneliness can write good poetry.

Wendy actually likes to be alone and do nothing, so that he can play the piano, sing songs, and feel the breath of the wind alone.

"No matter where you are, the God of Wind will always protect you."

Seeing Famas' stunned look, Wendy suddenly spoke.

Famas looked at the little god around him who was always not doing business, but suddenly became serious.

"Are you fooling me?"

"Hey, Famas, do you still remember the agreement you made with me a long time ago? After the war, I will exchange fine wine for my songs. Each song will be exchanged for a glass of dandelion wine. Quickly calculate how much you owe me.

Cup?"

Wendy jumped up from the bed with a smile, as if she had remembered something important. She opened her emerald green eyes wide and stared at Famas expectantly.

"No money...wait, when did I agree with you on such a thing?"

Famas thought for a while.

Why don’t you remember this agreement?

At the end of the Mondstadt War, Wendy seemed to be just a giant sylph, right?

At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Wendy, wake up, breakfast is here!"

It's Ying's voice.

Wendy looked at Famas who was neatly dressed, then at the wrinkled cloak, and quickly ran into the bathroom.

After Wendy left, Famas opened the door.

Because the knocking on the door is getting louder and louder.

"Are you okay?"

A girl's fragrance came over, and in front of her were Ying holding a dagger and Paimon flying in mid-air.

Just now, I stood at the door and heard the rustling sound in the room, and saw the door lock melted and then solidified. I thought the two of them were in danger, so I subconsciously drew my dagger and prepared to break in.

"No...it's okay."

Famas looked at the girl with worried eyes and holding a dagger, and suddenly felt a little ashamed.

"Hey, where's the singer?"

Little Paimon flew at the door, looked into the room, and immediately noticed the messy room.

"He just got up and is washing and getting dressed. Let's go down first."

Famas looked back at the bathroom.

"Okay."

The dull Ying nodded seriously.

When the footsteps of the three people going downstairs disappeared, Wendy, who had combed her braids, put on her shoes, kicked the floor with her toes, and ran downstairs.

What caught the eye was Paimon, who was eating fried pork with carrots in honey sauce, and Famas, who was holding a fork and elegantly tasting the Northland smoked chicken. Ying, who had already eaten, held his face in his hands and stood on the table with his elbows.

Looking at Famas blankly.

Barbara, Amber, and Kelly had left last night, leaving only Ying and Paimon. In order to take care of the overfed Paimon, Ying had no choice but to stay in the tavern.

On the place left by everyone for Wendy, there was a bowl of Fengshen chowder. Apparently, it was made by Famas himself. After all, not everyone can include "a small turn of events and the wind of hope" in the dish.

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"Hey, singer, you're here!"

As soon as he swallowed the fried meat in his mouth, Paimon immediately waved to Wendy.

"Good morning, little Paimon, Ying."

Wendy smiled and rubbed Paimon's head, then sat down and enjoyed the dishes in the bowl.

"Hey! Singer, it turns out you are not only interested in wine!"

Paimon glanced at Wendy in surprise. It was rare to see Wendy interested in food other than wine.

"This dish is...well...this poet's favorite dish."

Wendy retorted, then lowered her head and took a bite of the Fengshen chowder.

The first ray of morning glow appears on the mountainside of Fengqidi. Although it is the crisp autumn season, Mondstadt is still as warm as spring and the climate is pleasant.

This is a gift from the God of Wind, and it is always the Mondstadt of spring.

The grass and trees are green, and there is no cloud in the blue sky. The squirrels lie lazily on the branches, and the grass surrounds the huge dandelion in the center, emitting a blue light.

Bushes and small trees sparsely dot this plain, and crisscrossing creeks flow freely on the wetland. Everything is stretching to its fullest, showing the tender color and vitality of life to the wind god.

Further away, the cliffs of Zhaixingya seem like a hermit fading out of the world of mortals, quietly overlooking the chessboard-like plain in front of them.

Only the edge of the island exudes a strong abyss atmosphere and the smell of crazy flames.

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