Chapter 30

Riding the breeze, it was a young man dressed like a bard.

With short black hair and two emerald green braids hanging by his ears, his delicate little face looked like he was not yet an adult.

He was wearing a Baroque-style tight-fitting top, white silk sticking to his slender legs under green shorts, and a green cloak behind him.

It was a vivid sense of a young master from some family sneaking out.

Pressing the beret with a Cecilia flower inserted, the Anemo Archon who came riding the dragon floated slowly before the two, first shouting at the beautiful dragon above.

"Thank you, Dvalin, go back!"

The giant dragon roared in response, then flapped its wings fiercely and plunged straight into the clouds, returning leisurely along the original path.

Sending away the attendant, the young man who came down with the wind greeted the Geo Archon.

"I'm punctual enough, right, Morax."

The Emperor said unhurriedly: "Same as previous years, you are still the first."

"Eh, the others haven't arrived yet?"

Looking at the jumping and laughing colleague, the Geo Archon couldn't help but shake his head.

This colleague was good in every way, but this personality was really giving him a headache.

"Hehe, this time I brought the best dandelion wine in Mondstadt, are you looking forward to it? I'll let you taste it in a while."

Barbatos shook the wine gourd hanging from his waist, his face full of proud little expressions.

"I hope so."

The Emperor's expression was very calm; he didn't hold much expectation for the best wine in Barbatos's mouth; it was the same in previous years, but unfortunately, it often brought greater disappointment.

Reasonably speaking, everything used by gods should be the best in the world.

But this colleague is different, spending his days not knowing how to live, not even having money to buy wine.

Mixing to this point, he can be considered a strange kind among the gods.

Originally, slandering a colleague is definitely not the way of a gentleman, but because he is too strange, even Morax couldn't help but sigh silently.

Just like hundreds of years ago, Barbatos forged his handwriting, claiming that the corrupt old aristocracy of Mondstadt had sold Mondstadt to the Geo Archon, thereby triggering a popular uprising to completely overthrow the old aristocracy.

Although he was severely taught a lesson after the truth was known, being able to do such a thing was enough to show the Anemo Archon's unconstrained and strange personality that made people sigh.

After showing off, Barbatos suddenly asked: "By the way, Luo Li won't not come this time too, right?"

Facing the same question, the Emperor gave a unified answer.

"Not clear."

The Anemo Archon scratched his cheek: "Ahahaha, is that so? If only I could drink his wine again."

The greedy young man swallowed his saliva, clearly itching to drink.

"That's true; his wine, I haven't found anything comparable in thousands of years." The Emperor rarely agreed.

Ganyu, who heard that neither of the two gods knew whether Master would come, had to retreat dejectedly.

Returning to Yujing Terrace, she found that the Qixing had all arrived, and many immortals who usually lived in Jueyun Karst had also arrived quietly.

For such a grand ceremony, the immortals should sit at the end, and the Qixing should add wine and dispatch.

PS: Seeking flowers! Seeking evaluation tickets! Seeking comments! ===== CHAPTER 32 =====