Wendy stood up and cleared her throat pretending to be serious.

In his long life of almost three thousand years, he has never sent down divine punishment to anyone as a god.

Because he did not like to rule, even during the seven reigns of the mortal world, he did not hold all the rights in his hands, but gave some of them to mankind.

Among them is the Law of Mondstadt.

Therefore, even though as the founder of Mondstadt, the god of Mondstadt, even though he has supreme power, he will not use it.

Now that there is no human leader and a complete legal system, Wendy can only exercise his divine power.

It’s just that I’ve never had it before, and I’m somewhat uncomfortable with it.

"Siswan Chirag, I will punish you in the name of God. From now on, I want you to be my subordinate, listen to my orders, and work with me to build a warm and peaceful Mondstadt and protect Mondstadt. Man’s freedom will not last until three thousand years.”

Hearing Wendy's words, Siswan raised his head and looked at Wendy. His eyes were puzzled at first, but then turned into anger: "Three thousand years?!"

Wendy waved her hand helplessly: "You want to seek death, right? It's a pity that you didn't kill anyone, but the avalanche you caused almost killed everyone in the village. I can't take your life, and your wife entrusted me with it, so My punishment for you is deprivation of your freedom."

After saying that, Wendy pointed at his heart, preparing to exert divine power on his heart.

But Siswan grabbed his wrist and looked at Wendy: "My wife entrusted you?"

Wendy chuckled lightly, shook off his hand and said, "If you want to know what she entrusted to you, I'll tell you after Mondstadt is established."

After saying that, Wendy immediately gathered divine power in her hands.

"and many more……"

However, Wendy didn't give him a chance to say anything else. Siswan raised his hand to block him, but Wendy immediately used her other hand to condense a ball of wind element and knocked him to the ground.

Then, one hand held him down, and the other hand pressed the divine power in his hand into his chest.

This divine power will transform Siswan's body and make him immortal.

In addition, Wendy has imposed a restriction on his heart. As long as he dares to do anything to harm Mondstadt, Wendy can immediately crush his heart from the air. Of course, he will not tell the Sith about the restriction. Thousands.

After doing all this, Wendy clapped her hands and stood up: "Fortunately, you are a complete human being. If you had the blood of an orc or an elf, it would be difficult for me to do this."

"Barbatos!" Siswan looked at Wendy and shouted, "You...why don't you even give me the right to die!"

Why, of course because it was entrusted by Alul.

Wendy is kind, but not a philanthropist. He will not unconditionally agree to any soul's wish to him.

But the information Alul told him was enough in Wendy's opinion in exchange for saving Siswan's life in the name of God.

This information is related to the death of Alul and the villagers three years ago, and even to the future of Mondstadt as a whole.

It can be said that this information is very valuable to Wendy now.

Therefore, he agreed to the exchange.

However, Wendy has not confirmed these at this moment, and he cannot tell Siswan what he said for the time being.

The only thing Wendy could say to him was to tell him that the content of divine punishment was agreed upon by him and Siswan's wife. What he regarded as punishment might be a blessing in Alul's eyes.

After hearing that it was his wife's wish, Siswan no longer struggled and was angry, but cried bitterly.

While crying, he said he would never "see her again."

It was as if his wife had never been away and now she really couldn't see him anymore.

At this moment, the young man completely lost his lover.

With pity in her eyes, Wendy sighed softly: "Cry well. Once you've cried enough, it's time to follow us on the road."

After saying that, Wendy returned his piano to him, turned around and returned to the village.

At the entrance of the village, Verali, who had been hiding in the dark to observe them, stood with a frown on his face, looking at the crying man in the distance. At his feet were the luggage he had brought with him and Wendy's bookcase.

There was pain in his eyes as he looked at Siswan, but also relief.

"Aren't you going to talk to him?" Wendy looked at him and said.

Virali shook his head with a smile: "That's it. By the way, Master Fengshen, can you give me a blessing? I'm on my way."

Wendy was confused. He thought that Verali would have many things to ask Siswan when he came to find him. Unexpectedly, he just came to take a look: "Do you really not want to say anything to him?"

"Originally I wanted to question him, but now look, I'm much better than him, so be it." An open-minded smile appeared on Villari's face, "Our world is too small, I want to see other places."

"This is the time of the Demon God War..."

"I know, so Lord Fengshen, please bless me. I am trapped by friendship. Now, I also want to pursue my freedom, see the mountains and rivers of Teyvat, and then draw them all with a brush to make the greatest painting album. .”

Virali turned his head and looked at the snow-capped mountains in front of him. In the past, it was too naive to give up everything because of Siswan. Now, he wants to enjoy the rest of his life.

He has had the idea of ​​traveling and painting since he was a child. After experiencing so much, he just wanted to regain this pure desire.

Wendy nodded, but before he could do anything, a blue water god's eye fell in front of Verali.

"This is... the Eye of God!" Verali took the Eye of God with a bit of surprise in his eyes. He never thought that one day he would be favored by God.

Wendy smiled happily and spread her hands: "With it, as long as you avoid those demons, it will be enough for you to walk through Teyvat."

"Thank you Lord Fengshen!" Verali bowed heavily like Wendy.

After saying that, Villali said goodbye to Wendy, took his luggage and set off.

Looking at his back, Wendy felt a little sad. After picking off the sweet flowers on the side, she blew them towards him and the flowers flew into Verali's hands.

Villali turned his head and looked at Wendy in confusion. Wendy waved at him and said loudly: "With my blessing, let's go smoother and further!"

Villali shook the flowers in his hand at him, put them on the brim of his hat and turned away. Wendy sent him a breeze as a farewell.

After losing sight of Virali's back, Wendy turned her head and glanced at Siswan, who was still crying. She shook her head and walked back to the village.

Different from the sadness outside the village, everyone in the village was very lively. The villagers were very busy. They moved a huge piece of ice from the cave and said they wanted to carve a statue of the God of Wind.

Edwin excitedly shared the sketch of the god they had drawn with Wendy. The moment he saw it, Wendy's soul was violently impacted:

In the painting, he is wearing a magical costume, holding a ball of wind elements in one hand, and holding a big sword in the other hand. His expression is also Wink, as if to say: "Hey."

Wendy swallowed, her expression a bit hard to explain.

"How is it? Is the painting good? I painted it." Edwin said to Wendy with a playful smile, as if he was expecting Wendy's praise.

"The painting is very good. I like it very much. I want to keep it for myself. Is that okay?"

Edwin was very excited when he heard the praise from the god he believed in, and he agreed repeatedly.

But without the drawings, the engraving work could not continue.

Edwin was embarrassed to say that he asked Wendy to transform into another one for him.

However, after he expressed his troubles, Wendy was particularly generous: "Then I will draw you a better picture."

At that moment, Edwin's eyes seemed to be shining when he looked at Wendy.

However, Wendy did not transform into a divine costume. Instead, she was wearing a hooded, open-winged, white wind-like satin on the statue of the Seven Heavenly God. The dress symbolizing the god was hanging on the ground, looking light and fluttering. .

Holding a ball of wind element in both hands.

That look is sacred and inviolable.

If Wendy in the god costume looks mysterious and majestic, then he in the god costume looks divine and benevolent.

Edwin immediately picked up the pen and paper and looked at Wendy: "Can I trouble you to keep it for one hour?"

"I will freeze to death..." Wendy was speechless.

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