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Arriving at a familiar tavern in the city, Mo Nanfeng pushed the door open and walked in. At a glance, he saw his master drinking in the corner.

There was a large table filled with wine bottles and glasses scattered all over the floor.

He walked slowly to the table, looked at his master, and smiled at each other.

Looking around, there aren't many people around at this point, and no one would be idle enough to pay attention to this corner.

Kneeling on the ground, Mo Nanfeng kowtowed three times. The sound was very crisp and loud.

Seeing this, Wendy immediately reached out and pulled Mo Nanfeng up from the ground, pressed him on the chair next to him, and said unhappily: "Why are you bowing? Did I teach you this?"

Mo Nanfeng scratched his hair, and although he had a smile on his face, he spoke confidently: "Master, you never taught me that.

But Master Zhongli said when he taught me etiquette...”

"Okay, okay, let's drink!" When Wendy heard that Mo Nanfeng was going to talk about Liyue's etiquette, she hurriedly picked up a wine bottle and stuffed it into his mouth.

Taking the bottle, Mo Nanfeng clinked wine glasses with Wendy and started drinking.

After a few bottles of wine, I felt greatly satisfied physically and mentally, and the boldness of the night also dissipated.

Beside her, Wendy supported her chin, drank wine, raised her eyebrows from time to time, and looked at her little apprentice's face.

"Xiao Nanfeng, is there something on your mind? Your beloved master is right beside you right now, why don't you ask?"

After hearing what his master said, Mo Nanfeng paused for a moment before speaking: "Master, you really are...

"Wind God!" His tone was full of surprise.

Twenty-three years! It took him twenty-three years to find out today that the master he regarded as his father was actually the wind god he revered.

After hearing what Mo Nanfeng said, Wendy looked around and squinted her eyes. The meaning was self-evident.

Sitting up straight, Wendy drank the wine in the glass in one gulp and said playfully, "The one sitting in front of you is the wind god Barbatos himself!

How about it? Do you want to cheer? "

After blinking his eyes and twitching his face a little, Mo Nanfeng still felt it was a bit ridiculous.

“Otherwise, do you think that a normal owner of the Wind Elemental God’s Eye can seal the power of wind in your body.

Free deployment, free use, and even the ability to command strong winds?" Holding her chin in her hands, Wendy's words were full of praise.

Nodding rapidly, Mo Nanfeng replied obediently: "Yes, yes, Master, you are the best!"

"Hahaha!"

After a brief pause, looking at his master who was still drinking, Mo Nanfeng didn't know what to say.

"What about the wind tonight?"

Waving her hands, Wendy stood up and knocked on her apprentice's head, saying unhappily, "I was still far away from Fontaine, but you released all the sealed wind power, which scared me.

I, the master, flew straight over here, otherwise Fontaine would have been blown up into the sky!"

"Oh! Thank you, Master!"

Wendy rubbed her little apprentice's face and patted it, thinking it was very amusing.

.......

They drank until midnight, when Mo Nanfeng came out of the bar carrying the drunk Wendy on his back.

Back outside his residence in the city, Mo Nanfeng blinked his eyes, not knowing whether he should go in now.

Now this place is rented to two ladies. It doesn't seem appropriate for me to go in there in the middle of the night without telling my master.

Forget it, let’s go to Mo Mang Palace!

Thinking of this, Mo Nanfeng turned around and walked towards Mo Mang Palace, and met two night owls at the corner.

"Hey! Nanfeng, there's a street singer!" Paimon widened his eyes and looked at the other person in disbelief.

Especially Wendy, who was sleeping on Mo Nanfeng's back, it was obvious that she had drunk a lot.

Ying also widened her eyes. She didn't expect that these two were still awake at this time.

But it seems that the two of them must have drunk a lot of wine, worthy of being master and disciple.

"Um~ You're not home!"

Nodding, Paimon raised his finger and pointed at Wendy and said, "Why is the singing girl visiting Fontainebleau?

We just came back from out of town and were about to go back to rest. What happened? "

Raising his hand and tugging at his master's butt, Mo Nanfeng replied, "It's not that we have no place for you to stay, so we wanted to send you home, but we were worried that you would have rested by now.

So I planned to take him to Momang Palace for one night.

"I see! What a coincidence! We didn't take a break either."

So, Mo Nanfeng carried Wendy back to his residence and put her in his bedroom.

He covered himself with the quilt, adjusted his dizzy head, turned around and staggered out of the room, and saw Ying and Paimeng cooking a midnight snack.

"You guys have such a good appetite, you can still eat at this time!"

Turning around, Paimon put his hands on his waist and said aggrievedly, "No, no, the traveler and I haven't had time to eat since noon. I'm almost starving from swimming back and forth in the sea."

Nodding, Mo Nanfeng covered his sleepy head and said, "I will go to Melo Petersburg for a while the day after tomorrow. During this time, I hope you can play with Master."

"Don't worry! Wendy would have dragged us out to play even without you saying anything!

So, what are you going to do in Mellow Petersburg?"

After a pause, Mo Nanfeng still didn't say anything.

"Nothing, blasphemy is punishable by twenty days, I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, Mo Nanfeng, supporting his shaky body, walked out of the door in an indescribable posture and closed it considerately.

Scratching her head, Paimon turned around and continued waiting for dinner. She would faint if she didn't eat.

"Wow! It smells so good! What are you eating?"

.......

At noon the next day, Mo Nanfeng pinched his stiff neck and said to the owner of the dessert shop, "Two of each."

When the boss heard Mo Nanfeng's words, his hand stopped where it was, thinking that he must have heard it wrong.

"Two of each? Mr. Mo Nanfeng, are you sure you want so much? If we take all of these, three or four people won't be able to finish them all. And you know that desserts don't taste good after being left for a long time."

Waving his hands, he leaned against the wall. Mo Nanfeng laughed and replied, "It's okay, I'm sure I can finish it, so don't worry!

I'll come back tonight and open early tomorrow? I have something to do and I have to leave for a while."

"Oh? As the bodyguard of Lady Funina, you're not taking a vacation, so where are you going?" The boss's words were full of teasing, and he felt that Mo Nanfeng must be joking.

Looking at the rising sun and thinking of the mechanism deep under the sea, Mo Nanfeng sighed and said, "Go to jail!"

????

The interior of the opera house today is no different, yet it is different.

An invisible pressure loomed over Mo Nanfeng's heart, making him feel a little depressed.

Turning his head to look at Clorinde, the latter's face has not been good since she finished eating dessert.

Just now, Leosli wrote to me, saying that the mechanism at the bottom almost collapsed and exploded this morning. Fortunately, it was reinforced in time and no major mistake was made.

This means that Mo Nanfeng has to go to Melo Petersburg early and cannot wait until tomorrow.

Taking advantage of the intermission, I walked over to Clorinde and whispered, “Sister, I’m going to Melo Petersburg in the evening.

When are you going to go?"

"So early? I'll go in a few days. I have to attend some diplomatic meetings recently." Holding her chest, Clorinde was surprised at Mo Nanfeng's anxiety.

Nodding, Mo Nanfeng continued, "Okay, when I'm not around, Lady Funina will be in your care."

"rest assured!"

Returning to Funina, Mo Nanfeng looked at her who was still eating dessert and didn't know how to tell her that he was leaving soon.

Noticing Mo Nanfeng's gaze, Funina turned her head and met those eyes.

"What's wrong?"

After a brief hesitation, Mo Nanfeng leaned forward and said, "Lady Funina, I will be leaving in the afternoon and will go directly to Melo Petersburg in the evening. I will not be back."

Fu Nina paused while raising her hand to eat the dessert and looked at Mo Nanfeng in disbelief, not understanding why he wanted to leave early.

"You, you clearly promised me to go shopping with me tonight, how could you go back on your word!" Hearing this, he felt aggrieved.

Squatting down, Mo Nanfeng bit his lip, not knowing what to say next.

How to say it?

It's impossible to explain a life-threatening situation in just a few words.

There was a brief silence, and it was Furninna who spoke first, her tone calm, as if she was saying goodbye.

"If you're going at night, why leave in the afternoon?"

"I want to share the pressure with you." Mo Nanfeng was equally calm.

Share the pressure?

“Hahaha~”

Unable to hold back, Funina laughed out loud, and she laughed heartily, but as she laughed, her eyes were filled with tears.

She raised her hand, then put it down again, not knowing what to say.

Facing the words of her subjects, she couldn't say anything to Mo Nanfeng. She just wanted Mo Nanfeng to stand by her side forever.

.......

In the afternoon, Mo Nanfeng came to his residence in the city and prepared to pack some things to take away.

Sitting on the windowsill, Wendy looked at her serious-looking apprentice playing the organ in his hand.

"Are you worried about something?"

"Master, I have to leave for a while and I don't have time to accompany you!"

After packing the tea and other items he was going to take, Mo Nanfeng stood beside Wendy, listening to the music of the wind.

When the song ended, Wendy held her chin up, looked at Mo Nanfeng with a smile, and said, "Little Nanfeng, do you know why I don't want you to learn martial arts?"

"Why?" Recalling the days when he was a child and assisted his master in learning martial arts, Mo Nanfeng's memories were also brought back.

He raised his hand and touched Mo Nanfeng's face. The wind passed through his fingertips and blew his hair.

"You have always been a stubborn person, and you will complete what you set your mind to.

I don't want to teach you martial arts or let you learn music, I just want you to be free and happy, and not be trapped by your heart.

But you are stubborn and only want to learn martial arts. You have no interest in music, chess, calligraphy or painting.

Then I can only teach you~

Mondstadt swordplay, Mondstadt bow...

Since you are only that tall, I will send you to the Knights of Favonius to learn from them.

I will send you to Liyue, to my most trusted friend. I feel that only his martial arts can satisfy your heart.

You have endured all kinds of magic and martial arts, and all kinds of suffering.

You have accomplished in just a few years what others cannot accomplish in their entire lives, and you have mastered it so well that even he will call you a genius.

But I still want you to become a bard and travel with me."

After a moment of silence, Mo Nanfeng didn't know what to answer and waited for his master to continue.

"But how can I restrain you?

I found you in Fontaine, you were lying in the grass, crying.

When I picked you up, I wanted to send you to an orphanage, but you kept holding my hand and didn't want to let go.

When taking you through Liyue, Zhongli named you Mo Nanfeng, hoping that all the sufferings in your life would be blown away by the wind.

......."

With his head lowered, Mo Nanfeng opened his mouth, wanting to speak but unable to.

"Silly boy, do whatever you want!

The wind will carry everything you have back to me. Don’t be afraid, Master is always here.”

Mo Nanfeng nodded vigorously, swallowed a few times, and handed over all the information he had investigated in the past three years to his master, including the method of entering and exiting the underground secret room.

"Master, I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, Mo Nanfeng turned around, put on the things he had prepared, and left.

The breeze blew Wendy's hair, floating in the wind.

A person's voice appeared in my ears, which sounded very ancient.

"He's grown up."

"Yes! Little Nanfeng has grown up."