Teyvat Survival Guide

Chapter 118 From the Church District to the Resident District

After rubbing his red cheeks, Samuel looked at the noble bedding in front of him with a slightly dazed look.

Even though it was a dream, the things he did did not really happen, and he was not in a rational state in the dream.

But he knew what this so-called "dream" was, but he didn't dare to think about it.

But no matter whether he dares to think about it or not, he must face the reality:

As the highest-ranking Pope in the Church of West Wind, which believes in the god of breeze and hope, he is considered by others to be Lord Barbatos' most loyal, pious, and fanatical saint, and the spokesperson for the god of wind walking on earth.

——He blasphemed.

However, His Holiness the Pope himself did not feel as he imagined, "the strong sense of self-deprecation and self-loathing that believers feel for blaspheming God."

He just felt that he had done something wrong and was ashamed, so he kept reflecting on himself.

There was even... a hint of joy and excitement that he was unwilling to admit.

After all, Lord Barbatos had been teasing him before, so if there was any mistake, it must have been Lord Barbatos who made it first!

It was because Lord Barbatos had been teasing him before!

He was just acting on impulse!

Samuel took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and got up to wash up as usual, throwing off the quilt.

It’s just that he used more water when washing his face today, as if he wanted to use the water to extinguish the heat on his face.

What she had to do next was the same as she did every morning. She put on her clothes and tidied her attire in front of the mirror, then put on her crown, opened the door, and greeted Sister Giuliana who had been waiting outside.

The difference is that he told Giuliana that he was still going out for a walk today.

...Because he thought about it and realized that in his current state, he probably wouldn’t be able to read the books in the library.

Following the advice of Captain Qin yesterday, for safety reasons, he took Giuliana with him instead of going out alone.

And when Giuliana pushed open the door and saw the remaining redness on his face, she was stunned for a moment.

In the past, His Majesty's face was always fair in the morning, without any noticeable redness.

If it was just an ordinary thing, it would be fine, but what happened last night made Giuliana couldn't help but think too much about it.

So she asked worriedly:

"Your Majesty, why is your face red...?"

Samuel, too embarrassed to explain, did not answer.

Seeing that His Majesty had not responded yet, Giuliana had no idea what was going on in her mind, so she spoke up on her own, worriedly: "Could it be that damn Abyss Cult—"

Samuel didn't expect her to say that and paused.

Then he shook his head slowly.

"So...are you feeling unwell?"

Samuel shook his head.

Giuliana still insisted: "…The bedding is too thick?"

Samuel shook his head.

"Could it be... Lord Barbatos—"

Samuel was suddenly hit on the point, and felt quite annoyed and angry.

However, he did not show it, and just said in a calm tone:

“…Don’t ask questions that you shouldn’t ask.”

Giuliana fell silent immediately.

When he walked out of the courtyard, Samuel exhaled calmly, rubbed his cheeks quietly, and only raised his head after making sure that he was no longer slightly hot like at the beginning.

In addition to shame, Samuel also concealed joy and excitement that he himself was unwilling to admit, so the way he walked was very different from usual.

So much so that the nuns passing by couldn't help but talk about it.

"Your Majesty seems to be in high spirits today..."

"Yeah, we were attacked by that damn Abyss Cult last night."

"Could it be... did something good happen?"

"…Maybe it was rewarded by Lord Barbatos?"

His Holiness the Pope listened to the message sent back by Feng Chuan and the gentle smile on his face froze.

Under normal circumstances, he would not have such obvious facial stiffness when hearing such misunderstood remarks.

At most, I would pause for a moment, then pretend not to care or not hear and continue to smile gently, while complaining in my heart, "Why does this sound so weird?"

The situation today really makes me feel like there is something fishy going on.

He coughed twice to cover up, but Giuliana beside him immediately asked in a panic:

"Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell? Could it be that the damn Abyss Cult is here again?!"

After she finished speaking, she looked around anxiously, with an expression of "Your Majesty, please run quickly and I will help you stop them" as if she was ready to die with great righteousness.

Samuel: "..."

...There's no need to be so sensitive.

Just as Giuliana was about to shout "Guards", Samuel quickly waved his hands to indicate that he was fine.

What did Captain Qin and Sister Grace tell her yesterday? Why is she so nervous today?

As he was thinking, Samuel saw a patrolling team of Favonius Knights walking from the end of his sight.

Originally, there were only a few Knights of Favonius patrolling here, but now they have become a team. It seems that the plan discussed yesterday has been implemented.

There should be two other teams patrolling nearby.

With these thoughts in mind, Samuel walked slowly out of the cathedral city because he needed someone to accompany him and could not fly directly, and Giuliana followed behind him.

Slowly passing through one building full of religious meaning after another, Samuel was suddenly attracted by the monks who were using ladders to decorate these buildings in the corner of his vision.

Just like the fountain square in the central area of ​​Mondstadt that we saw yesterday, the Cathedral District has also begun preparations for the Wind Flower Festival.

Although the flow of people in the cathedral area is not as much as that in the central area, after studying the customs of the Wind Flower Festival, Samuel knew that during the Wind Flower Festival, many people would go to the Temple Square to offer flowers to the "Wind God Holding Wind Statue".

I offer the wind flower in my heart to Lord Barbatos, and hope that the wind will continue to flow and protect Mondstadt.

Of course, there are also couples who pray for a long-lasting relationship, loving couples who pray for children, adventurers who pray for safety, etc.

...In short, presenting wind flowers to Lord Barbatos during the Wind Flower Festival is a festival tradition for the residents of Mondstadt.

There will surely be many people who come to the Temple Square in the church city to lay flowers, so it is reasonable to make preparations a few days in advance.

…There are six days left until the Wind Flower Festival.

When the time comes, what flower should he present to Lord Barbatos as the "Flower of Wind" in his heart?

As Samuel thought about this, he responded to the compliments and greetings from the nuns, monks, and residents passing by, as if by reflex.

It was not until he walked out of the church district and came to the border with the Knights' garrison that a bunch of windmill daisies suddenly came into view.

The bunch of windmill chrysanthemums was still spinning slowly in the wind. He heard the believer holding the flowers excitedly say:

"Your Majesty...! The Wind Flower Festival will be here in a few days.

“This bunch of windmill chrysanthemums is dedicated to you! May you be as optimistic as the windmill chrysanthemums and spin with the breeze!”

Samuel was stunned at first. He didn't expect that he would be given flowers.

He had seen the windmill daisy when he was researching the Wind Flower Festival. Its flower language is "strength" and "optimism", which means that it can still bloom strongly in the wind and rain, encouraging people to remain optimistic and move forward courageously when facing difficulties.

It corresponds exactly to the history of liberation during the old Mondstadt period when people overthrew the old aristocracy, and thus has become the "Flower of the Wind" in the minds of most Mondstadt people.

As he was recalling the past, Samuel reacted under the other party's expectant and excited gaze and took the bunch of windmill chrysanthemums.

Then he thanked the believer gently and gave his sincere blessing:

"May the wind god protect you, devout believer."

The believer was so excited that he was incoherent. Finally, he said goodbye to him with a red face and left happily.

Samuel looked at his back as he left, then looked at the bunch of windmill chrysanthemums in his hand, smiled and shook his head.

After he greeted the thoughtful passers-by around him, he continued to stroll leisurely.

After walking for a while, he saw a girl with long brown-gold hair tied into a high ponytail in the corner. She was holding a wooden sword in front of a wooden frame and practicing swordsmanship seriously.

Samuel paused when he saw her, and almost instantly remembered who the other person was.

——It was his favorite daily commission task in the past.

With nostalgia in his heart, he walked towards the girl.