Chapter 197

"Do you think it's like a child?"

"Because 500 years ago, it was originally just a newborn baby."

Lu Shu smiled and glanced at Signora.

In the story text of the 【Dragonspine Spear】, there is a record.

"He had a very, very long dream."

He dreamed that he walked a very, very long way with everyone and came to a land where songs danced and green grass was fragrant.

(Mondstadt)

He dreamed that he sang with the kind people here and danced in the air with a dragon as beautiful as a gemstone.

(Dvalin)

When he opened his eyes, he was above the mountains where the wind and snow roared.

The emerald, tranquil land had been stained red with fire and blood, and the bard's lyre was almost drowned out by the roar.

(Venti)

And the dragon as beautiful as a gemstone sank its sharp teeth into his neck like a lover.

(Dvalin bit his neck to pieces)

"Goodbye, Mommy, my journey is over, it's not bad to sleep in the snow that shines like silver."

"Goodbye, beautiful bard, beautiful dragon."

"If we could meet, sing, and dance at different times and places, how good that would be."

"The profound blessing pulsing in my blood vessels."

"The beautiful picture of the dark universe where I was born."

"Let you inherit it."

Dulin's nature is not bad, it's just like a child, wanting to play, wanting to fly to more beautiful places, wanting to find friends.

It's a pity that, judging from the text, that so-called 'dream' should be the "hallucination" it saw.

And the only one who could give it hallucinations could be Rhinedottir.

So, Dulin was completely fooled into being lame.

"Can a sentence about a newborn baby cover up all of this?"

"Even if it's Rhinedottir, why did it go to Mondstadt?"

After listening to Dulin's story.

Signora gritted her teeth.

"Green bard, singing, sounds good."

Just this?

Signora was stunned.

"In ancient times, the Anemo Archon Barbatos gently stroked his lyre, summoning the pure thousand winds and songs. Intoxicated by the unbridled wind and songs, the dragon Dvalin landed on the earth and pledged his loyalty to him."

"In short, it was Barbatos at that time who attracted Dvalin through the sound of the lyre."

"Venti claims to be the best bard in the world, right?"

"Then it seems he really wasn't bragging."

"Dulin wanted to go to a place with beautiful singing, where is there beautiful singing? That is Mondstadt."

Lu Shu explained.

That's how it's described on the Skyward Harp.

In this way, uh emmmm...

It feels like Signora has one more 'reason'.

Who told you to have such good singing?

You attracted the evil dragon.

⊙n⊙b sweat

(Venti QAQ: Can you blame me for singing well~)

Albedo: Venti, Barbatos, sure enough!

I felt it when I was on the island.

Lu Shu sighed.

Little Dulin pursued friends and hoped to go to the beautiful Mondstadt, but the little angel Dulin was a carrier of disaster created.

Even if it didn't go to Mondstadt, it would eventually be crusaded by the other seven gods.

It's possible that what it would face is a rock spear from Zhong Li.

"You mean? At the end of the battle, it was that irresponsible Anemo Archon who used the sound of the lyre to wake up the evil dragon, and that stopped the attack."

"And Dvalin also got a chance because of this, ending the evil dragon?"

Signora gritted her teeth.

No one told her.

Could it be that her hatred, what she thought was 'irresponsible', was all just self-deception?

How many people would know about the Battle of Dragonspine?

After all, the snowy mountain is a place where few people go, and the number of adventurers who froze to death there is countless, it can be called the land of the dead.

"Dulin really thought it was showing its beauty to the world."

"Because everything it saw was its hallucination."

"The moment Venti's lyre sound woke up its consciousness, reality entered its eyes!"

"The beautiful singing turned into screams and wails, and the land with fragrant green grass turned into a hell of suffering."

"The kind people turned into corpses that died miserably, and the dragon like a gemstone turned into an enemy that killed itself."

"The lyre sound that made it yearn and want to follow became the last straw that broke it."

"Sharp teeth sank into its neck, and it only felt a little regret before dying."

If we could meet, sing, and dance at different times and places, how good that would be?

"Mommy, lied to me, hate!"

"Gemstone, dragon, pretty, good-looking."

"Like."

"Want to play with her."

Dulin's childish voice came.

Signora clenched her fists tightly, her brows furrowed together.

The culprit she hated for 500 years was actually like this?

Ridiculous.

It's truly ironic!

"Yes, Rhinedottir lied to you."

"Do you know? That dragon as beautiful as a gemstone you liked to play with back then fell from the sky with you."

"She was stained with your poisonous blood that carried obsession, and for 500 years, she has been curled up in the ruins, sleeping in pain."

"Now, the villain has awakened her from her hundred-year slumber."

"What she carries in her ears is the whisper of the abyss, and what she carries on her body is the severe pain of corrosion."

"And the Mondstadt that was protected has long forgotten the hero who protected them back then, and all that greeted her was fear and anxiety."

"Her heart is full of curses and grief!"

"Although you were unintentional, all this pain originated from you."

"Are you willing to smooth it out?"

"Let her carry the blessing of the Anemo Archon again, carry the singing of the Anemo Archon, and soar above the sky?"

Lu Shu comforted gently.

Just like persuading a child.

"Gemstone dragon, is she asleep?"

"Poison? Mine?"

"Master, take me, I want to go."

"Save the good-looking dragon." ===== CHAPTER 198 =====