Zarifudo seemed to have genuinely learned massage in the Dragon Kingdom, precisely locating every pressure point in Wendy's soft hair. Although wind spirits don't feel pain, or rather, their pain threshold is very low, Wendy still felt very comfortable. Under Zarifudo's massage, Wendy gradually drifted off to sleep. In her dream, she saw a boy who pulled her to play in a field of flowers...
Seeing Wendy's upturned lips, Zaryford reluctantly withdrew his hand from Wendy's soft hair, while Diluc carried Wendy back to the room in a princess carry, and then...
"I think it's really great to ship them, the innocent and naive uke and the cold on the outside but warm on the inside seme."
"Bullshit, Wendy's wife is clearly a god, so they should be the cold-on-the-outside-but-warm-on-the-inside bottom and his god top."
"Is a contrast okay? A succubus as the bottom and a cult leader as the top?"
"Keep it up!"
"On a dark and stormy night, the little succubus climbed into the godfather's window, attempting to gain his trust through unconventional means..."
Here's the pen, please!
"I was strongly opposed to my sisters' withdrawal from the literary world!"
"Pah! You were the one who laughed the loudest back then!"
As the comments section swelled in a different form, Diluc didn't quite understand what they meant by "top" and "bottom," but judging from their words, they were probably using some rather suggestive language.
“Let Wendy get some sleep, sir. If you have nothing else to do, you can go back now. We can talk again after Wendy wakes up,” Diluc said. Zaryford stood up, bowed to Diluc, and left.
However, Diluc sighed, wondering how long Wendy would sleep. He decided it was best to finish up the tasks at hand first.
Wendy didn't know how long he slept, but when he woke up he felt refreshed and his headaches that had bothered him for several days were gone. Now Wendy really wanted to stand on the top of the Dragon Kingdom's gate and sing a song, or chug several tons of dandelion wine on the spot.
“By the way, although Pakistan has become our vassal state, let the people of Pakistan open the treasure chests. It’s not very friendly to our Pakistani friends to hand over 70% of the resources. Also, I’d like to know what Pakistani wine tastes like. It must be better than dandelion wine.” Wendy’s eyes sparkled as she looked at Diluc.
"Can I? Can I? Can I?" Wendy used her charm again. Diluc turned his head, waved, and Wendy shouted "Yay!" and flew away.
Wendy went to the Tower of Trials as usual, but was surprised to find that he had reached floor 103. He had previously reached floor 113. Had he slept for a day? Although he was still ranked first, Merlin from the United States had already reached floor 99. There was not much time left before the first week's results. If he wanted to slack off, he would have to climb higher.
So Wendy was thinking about the wine from Pakistan while playing the Tower of Trials.
"Ouch!" Wendy was lost in thought when a monster grabbed her arm. Blue blood slowly flowed down the wound. Wendy licked the wound and looked at the monster in front of her.
It's a tree spirit, but its branches and leaves are lush. Every leaf is a weapon of the tree spirit, and the leaves are so sharp that they can cut through a tall pine tree. Two branches extend from the trunk and are its claws, and one of the claws is stained blue, which is Wendy's blood.
Venti unleashed his End, sending a wind arrow hurtling towards the dryad. The dryad reacted quickly, a cascade of leaves raining down from its body, forming a shield that blocked the arrow. Of course, the leaves were also gone. Venti breathed a sigh of relief. He knew these leaves were disposable; he'd used arrows to deplete the dryad's leaves during this level, making the rest easy to deal with.
But now...
"The wind is picking up." The enormous wind elemental black hole attracted surrounding objects, and the tree spirit's leaves were no exception. Looking at its bare head and then at the huge black hole beside it, the tree spirit had never felt that its prey was so unworthy of being prey.
Who is the prey and who is the hunter? The tree spirit thought with some despair, but it didn't have much time to think about this question. A deadly wind elemental arrow had already flown over and pierced its fatal weakness.
"Phew~" Venti put down the End, checked the floor number—it was already floor 112. In a good mood, Venti left the Tower of Trials. There were still about two weeks until he could return to Teyvat. He missed the Deer Hunter's Restaurant a little, and also missed the vintage wine he buried under the big tree in Windrise.
Of course, he hadn't forgotten the important matters. He still needed to discuss the fate of the nation with the old man, and he would probably be dragged by the Traveler to fight in the Abyss afterward. After that, he could go and see other countries.
Wendy was in a good mood, humming a song as she walked towards Pakistan. When she arrived at the border of Pakistan, she ignored the defenses in front of the border and flew inside, where she saw the Pakistani athletes busy at work.
"Ah!" Naritana was startled by Wendy's sudden appearance, her cry attracting the attention of the other contestants. "Ah, it's Mr. Wendy." Zarifudo scratched his head. Wendy vanished for a moment, then reappeared behind Zarifudo, asking, "Are you going out to look for treasure chests? I know quite a few~"
“Huh? Is that alright?” Naritana was a little surprised. Wendy nodded: “Of course. Now that you have become a vassal state of the Dragon Kingdom, you are practically subjects of the Wind God. So, offer your sacrifices to the Wind God and may he protect you.”
"How should we offer it?" Naritana believed him naively. Wendy's eyes darted around, and he said, "Do you have any good wine? The Wind God likes to drink, maybe he'll like your wine." "Oh! Wine, right? Wait for me, I'll find it for you right away!" Naritana nodded, quickly ran to a certain place, and then searched around, finding a bottle of wine with Pakistani characteristics that she had brewed herself, and handed it to Wendy.
"Hehe, I'll pass it on to the Wind God for you." Wendy accepted the wine Natalina offered without any hesitation, thinking about how to best enjoy it when he got back.
"The Wind God who freeloads."
"Shameless wind god."
"But even so, I still love him so much." That's what the comments section said.
After much deliberation, the Pakistani players finally pushed Natalina forward, sending her with Wendy to open the treasure chest. "Are you sure it's alright?" Natalina asked her teammates with some concern. Zarifudo patted his chest reassuringly and said, "Just go with Mr. Wendy without worry. We'll guard the border!"
Natalina was about to say something when Wendy pulled her away. Before leaving, she looked back three times, reluctant to part with her teammates.
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