The streets of Xuefeng Town were in chaos because of the disappearance of the prince.

However, there was peace in the prison.

Edwin made an excuse, saying that he should learn some songs from Lord Barbatos, so he asked Wendy to teach him one.

This reason was very reluctant to Wendy at first glance. If it wasn't for Dutaya's happiness, he wouldn't seem to be interested in art.

But Wendy was still very satisfied with his reason, at least it wouldn't hurt Siswan's heart.

So Wendy, who was bored, came to teach Edwin some relatively simple songs.

It's just that his tone-deafness caused every line to be in a key that Wendy didn't expect.

In the end, the two people who were originally very interested had no choice but to give up.

"When you get the piano, I'll teach you how to practice pitch first..." Wendy said in a broken voice.

"Am I really bad at studying?" Edwin asked.

Wendy usually doesn't deny people, so he still said gently: "Your voice is very good. If you practice your pitch, it will be even more perfect."

Hearing what Wendy said, Edwin gained confidence and immediately said to Siswandersel next door: "Brother, Lord Barbatos praised me for singing well. What do you think? Am I singing well? "

"...It's extremely unpleasant to hear."

Wendy laughed awkwardly, he did not expect Siswan to be so ruthless.

Edwin was obviously used to it. He just said "cut" and lay back on the sheets, groping for the song Wendy taught him.

Just at this time, footsteps were heard in the corridor. Wendy immediately lay back on the bed and immediately entered a state of negotiation.

The old man walked in and looked at Wendy very seriously. Then, several soldiers behind him also swarmed towards Wendy.

"Wait a minute!" Wendy raised her hand to stop them.

However, they didn't listen at all and directly lifted Wendy up from the bed and stood in front of the old man, and then tried to kick him to his knees.

However, as soon as the person holding him lifted his legs, Wendy said: "Not everyone can bear my kneeling. I advise you not to do this, otherwise you will regret it."

After saying that, Wendy turned her head and looked at the person behind her who was about to kick him. He was smiling, but his eyes were full of threats.

For a moment, the man behind him also hesitated. In the courtroom, he could still see the way he was sure that the prince had been kidnapped. His arrogance and fearlessness made him afraid to do anything again.

Seeing the soldier's embarrassment, the old man waved his hand helplessly, and everyone had to let go of him.

"What, have you decided to come to me for help?" Wendy looked at the old man with a smile.

"Your name is Barbatos, right? I advise you to be wise and tell me where my son is, otherwise the lives of your two followers may be in danger."

The person in power deserves to be the person in power, and he still has some courage. If he really comes to beg Wendy now, then there is something really wrong.

It's a pity that such threats are useful to others, but not to Wendy. After all, old Dorian is not the only one who has been a ruler among the people in prison at this moment.

Wendy opened her emerald green eyes wide and took two steps back in pretending to be shocked: "Oh my God! You made such a bet with me with your son's life. It seems that you don't care much about your son. Life or death."

"You..." The old man was speechless by Wendy's words.

The other soldiers also drew their swords and pointed at Wendy: "Bold!"

Wendy raised a smile on her lips and looked at the old man: "You are the one who is bold. I said, please ask me for help. Your son can live. The one who caught him is God. It is useless for you to rely on yourself."

"Ha..." the old man sneered, "I won't believe you. When I find my son, I will make your death ugly!"

After saying that, the old man turned around and left with the people.

Wendy also immediately shouted from the crack of the door: "Welcome to play again!"

After completely losing sight of the old man, Wendy couldn't help but laugh.

Edwin next door laughed especially wildly.

Such stubborn nobles value the glory of their family more than their lives. This can be seen from the Lawrence family.

"He is so cruel. He even ignored his own son for the sake of face." Edwin couldn't help but sigh, and for a moment, he actually sympathized with the prince.

"He won't, he will come back." Wendy said lightly.

He could see from the old man's eyes that the old man was still very worried and felt sorry for his child.

However, after half a day, his spirit was no longer as full of vigor as it was in the morning. He was now just being held back by the pride of a nobleman.

In fact, Wendy has never rejected pride in people. On the contrary, he admires people who are proud.

Even he himself has his own pride. For example, as the God of Wind in Mondstadt, he will not kneel to anyone even if the sky falls.

It's just that these miserable nobles have misplaced their pride. They should not base their pride on the suffering of the common people, let alone exchange the lives of their subjects for the glory of their clan.

"So, your purpose is to smooth out his pride?" Siswan, who had been silent, suddenly asked.

"How is it possible? His pride is flattened. He can't understand the suffering of the people at all. Someone must bear the responsibility for the mistakes he made. I want him to reveal his crimes and make atonement in front of the whole people. In the words of an old friend of mine. , is to bring peace and harmony to the world."

At this moment, Siswan seemed to understand why Edwin was so determined to believe in the Wind God.

Not only because of his power, but also because although he always deceives people and always looks immoral, the freedom of Mondstadt people will always be in his heart no matter what.

Although I always feel that he does not look like a god, perhaps, this is the real god.

"Barbatos, you actually..." Siswan hadn't finished speaking yet.

Unexpectedly, the next second, there was a lament from Wendy: "Siswan, Edwin, are you two hungry? Why don't we go steal some apples to eat together?"

As soon as Siswan said this, the words he wanted to lament about his greatness were stuck in his throat and could not be uttered. In the illustrations of some children's books, when a person is speechless, a row of crows will fly over his head.

At this moment, Siswan felt that there was a great migration of crows above his head.

"By the way, what do you want to say?" Wendy asked.

"I want to say that you really like eating apples..." Siswan replied calmly.

In the end, they didn't go out, but Willy bribed the jailer to bring them enough food.

Although others couldn't come in, considering the current situation where everyone was avoiding them, he was being considerate.

After happily finishing the meal, Wendy lay on the bed again and prepared to sleep.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, footsteps sounded again in the corridor. Before he could use the wind to see who it was, the door was opened.

It was the old man Dorian who came in, and he was the only one.

He looked very tired at the moment, and his old eyes lost their usual majesty, and he looked directly at Wendy. The emotions inside were very complicated, and Wendy couldn't figure out what they were for the moment.

"What's wrong with you?" Wendy asked.

Suddenly, he walked quickly to Wendy: "Please help me, not just one apple, but a hundred thousand apples. Help me find my son."

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