Chapter 179 Song of Freedom, the most dedicated photography

At five in the morning, the sun rose.

The light of dawn illuminates the horizon, and the magnificent mountains and rivers unfold like a picture scroll.

Wendy lay on Tvarin's back.

"We haven't flown together like this in a long time!"

"Tvarin."

"Yes!" Tevarin slowly flapped the three pairs of green wings. There was no longer a trace of purple in the dragon's eyes, only the pure and dazzling green light of the wind.

"Mondstadt is a romantic city without a king. The people of Mondstadt are the freest among the Seven Kingdoms."

Wendy supported herself with her hands and sat up on the dragon's back.

"I hope the same thing goes for the dragon who once protected Mondstadt. No one should deceive him and tell him that the city has betrayed him, and no one should tell him that it is his eternal duty to protect the city."

"Tvarin."

"I don't want you to listen to the abyss, nor do I want you to... listen to me. You should have the right to choose your own lifestyle."

"After all, freedom that is commanded by the gods is also considered 'unfreedom', right?"

Wendy clasped her hands together, and the bright blue super-high-level wind element condensed into a dazzling ball of light filled with soft breeze.

The ball of light danced and touched Tevarin, covering his entire body in the flowing light of the wind, leaving a long trail like a green ribbon in the sky.

"This is... the power of the Wind God's followers." Tevarin said in a low voice, with surprise, "But... I am no longer the Guardian of the Four Winds."

The green dragon of wind emits brilliant light.

"Even if you don't have that identity, you will still protect us." Wendy smiled softly and picked up the Sky Harp.

The free tunes make people's body and mind happy and calm.

"From now on, fly more freely with my blessings!"

Noelle leaned in Jiang Yi's arms, her face flushed, and she tried to get up in panic.

"Lean on for a while longer. You haven't recovered yet, have you?" Jiang Yi took out an alchemy potion. "Next time, tell me if you work so hard."

Wendy's piano playing relieved everyone's fatigue.

Jiang Yi took out a few photos from his backpack.

During the war, Teyvat's most dedicated photographer did not forget to take pictures and captured stunning scenery.

The photos of Paimon slacking off and the frightened Paimon were hidden in the lowest place.

Against the backdrop of the golden utopia, there is a picture of the closing song of the day with Tevarin as the center, a picture of Noel’s shining back facing the dragon, and a picture of himself looking his most handsome.

This is the photo he is most satisfied with.

"Unfortunately, there is no time and no one to take a picture of myself using the alchemy array."

These pictures are glorious portraits when you are dead and medals of honor when you are alive.

Jiang Yi shook off his regret and handed the photo to Noelle.

"I'm just showing you this! I want to keep this unique photo on the wall of my room, I can't bear to give it to you!"

"Is this me?" Noelle felt that the girl's back did not look like himself.

"Of course it's you!" Jiang Yi pointed at the Eye of the Rock Elemental God on the battle skirt.

"Wow! Jiang Yi, you are actually in the mood to take pictures!" Paimeng flew over and bumped his fingers with his hands, looking at the two people who were intimate.

Suddenly I discovered something incredible!

"Be careful! Don't get blown away by the wind!" Jiang Yi warned Paimeng who came to grab the photo.

"Let me see!"

"This is Ying, why am I hanging on it like a koala!"

"Master Diluk, Captain Jean, the lazy Venti, the selfie-taking Jiang Yi, the powerful Noelle... and..."

"How ridiculous of me?" Paimeng stamped his feet in anger, "Jiang Yi, how could you take such an ugly picture of me!"

"I look like a complete clown in the photo when I'm in the team fighting the dragon!"

Ying, who was walking over carefully, also had a bad look on her face.

Perhaps it was due to Paimon’s interference, as in the photo her beautiful face in battle was mostly obscured by Paimon on her body.

"My skills are not very good! My skills are not very good!" Jiang Yi smiled awkwardly.

“Maybe this will be a nice posthumous photo after I die!” Diluk looked at his own photo and said it coldly.

Qin looked at Jiang Yi who was playing with the camera: "Fontaine's machine? You seem to be using it very well!"

"No!" Paimon pulled Jiang Yi, "Take another photo of me sitting on Tevarin's back."

"Blank photos are very expensive, okay!" Jiang Yi inserted a blank photo and looked at the flying camera.

"Fly higher and take a panoramic photo for us, and I'll help you!"

"If you dare to fly to Tevarin's face, I will take ten photos of you!"

Paimon's face turned pale: "I'm going to be eaten!"

"I don't eat living things!" Tevarin's voice suddenly sounded.

"Hey, you guys are discussing something fun!" Wendy ran over, "Where's the video camera? Let me use it!"

The wind lifted the camera and swirled around the crowd.

"Tevalin doesn't recommend showing your face!"

"Come on, smile!"

It’s hard to imagine what a dragon’s smiling face looks like, but Wendy persuaded Tevarin to take a lot of photos.

The wind became the best cameraman and captured everyone in the picture.

"That's enough now!"

Jiang Yi distributed the photos to everyone.

From the red sunrise to the clear blue sky, Tevarin went round and round.

Gentle and beautiful.

Jiang Yi touched the dragon scales and apologized for what happened last time.

The huge Fruit Wine Lake and the majestic Mondstadt appeared under the sea of ​​clouds.

"The Wind Demon Dragon is coming!"

Some people on the streets of Mondstadt saw a giant dragon in the sky, were terrified, dropped the fruits and vegetables in their hands, and ran away in panic.

The shops are closed and the vendors are gone.

Every household locked their windows and used cabinets to prop up the wooden windows in the hope of blocking the storm.

Albedo of the Alchemy Workshop raised his head: "Did it work?"

"Then let's do the experiment!"

At the main entrance of Mond, at the end of the bridge.

Broken arrows, scorch marks all over the ground; coagulated blood, abandoned wooden boxes; wooden barriers blocking the road, and the sentry towers of the hill people...

On the devastated battlefield, the Knights of Favonius picked up arrowheads, masks and scrolls of monsters.

Amber, with sharp and bright eyes, pulled the West Wind hunting bow and looked up at the sky.

"Jiang Yi?"

Everyone spread their wings of wind and landed on the ground near the statue in Mondstadt's main square.

"It's over!" Jiang Yi watched Tevarin leave, holding a long, azure-green feather in his hand, with nostalgia for his old master, as if to summon the breeze to break free from the shackles of human hands.

It is pursuing freedom, pursuing flying, pursuing heights.

Don't get me wrong, Jiang Yi didn't just pluck the dragon's hair, but Tevarin gave it to him on his own initiative.

"Since I can't give you the scales, I'll give you this feather as a small gift!" Tevarin accepted Jiang Yi's apology and apologized to Jiang Yi, and gave Jiang Yi one of his own Feather of the East Wind.

Feather of the East Wind - a dragon feather that has experienced the wind for thousands of years, is a very good alchemical material.

"Why don't we have it?" Paimon spread his hands, feeling it was unfair.

"Maybe he forgot!" Jiang Yicai kept silent and put the feather away.

"It's also possible that you weren't bitten by the dragon."

"If you have the guts, you can go to the Wind Dragon Ruins and ask Tevarin for payment for your treatment!"

"Forget it!" Paimon still didn't dare to face Tevarin's sharp teeth.

"You can't eat this either. It can only be used as a decoration at best."