I, Little Griseo, Tour the Myriad Worlds

No matter how you looked at it...

Venti had to do it.

Even if it went against the principles and beliefs he had always upheld.

He still had to do it.

They were not Aeons, and had no Path's primal force binding them.

Besides, even Aeons could adapt flexibly, couldn't they?

Let alone them.

So!

Those who needed to be arrested would be arrested, and those who needed to be judged would be judged.

Those who needed to be purged would be purged...

With decisive, sweeping measures.

Better a short bout of pain than prolonged suffering.

Crowned Venti had suddenly truly come to rule Mondstadt, plunging almost the entire city into silence.

In the past, no matter what he did, he could always explain it away as freedom.

That was the theme Lord Barbatos believed in.

Now that Lord Barbatos had descended upon Mondstadt and personally corrected everyone's understanding of freedom,

could those man-children still use that excuse? Laziness? Not wanting to work? At the very least... all of you, act a little more seriously, got it?!

I, Barbatos, don't even dare drink recklessly during this period.

If Lady Heavenly Principles happened to see me drunk and thought I was shirking my duties, then I'd be completely screwed.

I'm already acting like this... shouldn't all of you be doing the same? No drinking, no drinking! All of you, quit drinking!

The other reforms could wait.

But this one...

It truly left Mondstadt in misery.

Even if the ban on alcohol wasn't permanent,

just ten days or half a month had already nearly taken a whole group of people's lives.

Little kitty Diona had been happier than ever these past few days.

By contrast, Master Diluc wore a sour little cat face.

The more he looked at Venti, the more displeased