Bleed Enough and It Won't Be Awkward (Continued)

Jean and Venti bowed.

"Absolutely shameless!" Wendy and Dvalin thought to themselves, bewildered.

"Well."

Wendy sighed, but had no choice but to cover for her senior. She then flicked her finger, and three blue crystals floated past Ying before Ying could even react.

Ying clutched the waist where the crystal had left, her brows furrowing in a serious expression.

'Not a match for them.'

With just this one move, Ying knew that her recovery was still far from enough compared to the Seven Archons.

The God of Wind held the three crystals in his hands and slowly spoke to Dvalin:

"The Abyss Order dared to target you and Andrius, which shows they were well-prepared. They obtained the poisonous blood crystals from your body by searching the ancient battlefield, and then conducted research in a temple that gathers the power of faith, thus avoiding Thousand Winds's notice... The most dangerous place is the safest place. They really calculated it perfectly."

"Hmph, they're only good at these kinds of petty schemes."

"But it also brought an unexpected surprise. The traveler from another world actually brought the ability to purify poisonous blood... Bard, you have indeed given us good news."

Wendy glanced at Barbatos with a smile.

"It's all thanks to the God of Wind God's wisdom, hehe~ Tong~"

Barbatos dutifully played the straight man.

Ying frowned, her eyes flickering, and finally couldn't help but speak:

"So, all of this was arranged by the God of Wind?"

"No. At least I never intended for you to blow up the temple."

What do you want from me?

"Please purify the poisonous blood of Dvalin just as you purify these crystals."

The God of Wind smiled and looked at Ying with sincerity.

Ying was stunned for a moment. This was genuine sincerity that she could completely feel, far surpassing Venti's previous flippant sincerity.

Then, before Ying could think it over carefully, Dvalin, having received the impromptu script, roared out:

"Let some mortal of unknown origin touch my wounds? Barbatos, are you insane? You play by yourself, I'm not playing along!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the giant dragon roared and flew into the void, disappearing in the blink of an eye into nothingness.

Wendy sighed softly.

"Don't blame him. He just had no hope, preferring to endure the torment of protecting Mondstadt for centuries longer rather than take the risk... But I still have a request. Dvalin was wounded protecting Mondstadt, and I want to help him as much as I can. Will you accept this request, Traveler?"

"Okay. But I have some questions later that you need to answer."

"Of course. So, friendly traveler, and my trusted Dandelion Knight, please take my blessings and lift the five-hundred-year curse from Dvalin. You will feel the power of the Demon God, but do not be afraid, the wind will guide you."

A gentle breeze came from all directions, surrounding the two of them, freeing them from the constraints of gravity, and infusing them with surging divine power.

Qin and Ying exchanged a glance and nodded in unison. One was driven by faith and duty, the other by the desire to inquire about their loved ones; both had reasons not to back down.

Then, the two transformed into shooting stars and chased after Dvalin.

In this way, besides bringing the lyre, it also fully fulfilled Barbatos's original script.

"Stare--"

Wendy stared at Barbatos expressionlessly.

Barbatos chuckled, then quickly took over from the two men and began to carefully control the final script.