Teyvat Survival Guide

Chapter 120 A clever misunderstanding

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——On the street in the Association District of Mondstadt, Bennett bought some recent newspapers from Mondstadt while the newsstand owner looked as if he had seen a ghost.

From the boss's shocked and incoherent words, he realized that the newsstand owner thought he had died in the dark disaster two months ago.

But Bennett didn't care. There were too many acquaintances who looked at him with the same expression along the way.

It's just that he disappeared for a few months... This has happened before.

It seems that the previous disaster was indeed very serious.

Muttering to himself, he found a bench on the side of the road and sat down, reading the latest news, wanting to see what had happened in Mondstadt while he was away.

He curiously read the headline of a newspaper report:

"'It is unbelievable that a member of Mondstadt's royal family who had been hidden for thousands of years was actually identified by Your Majesty in the street'...

"'Royal family'...? Eh, isn't that Fischl's photo?!"

"Isn't she the 'Princess of Judgment' from another world? I've said more than once that I want to go on an adventure to her hometown. How come she has become the royal family that Mondstadt has been hiding for a thousand years?"

Bennett exclaimed in confusion, then realized that this was not something he could figure out, so he said leisurely:

"Well... this at least proves that Fischl is indeed 'Her Royal Highness'. I have to be more careful when talking to her next time...

"But the way she speaks is so difficult... I can't learn it..."

Complaining, Bennett did not read the content of that report, but turned to another report:

"'The secrets hidden by Saint Samuel, the Pope of the West Wind Church! Our reporter will reveal his true identity to you'...

Bennett was stunned when he read the name.

"'Saint Samuel'? ... 'Saint Samuel'? This name sounds familiar... Have I heard it somewhere?" He scratched his head in confusion.

Saint Samuel… Saint Samuel…

I seem to have heard it somewhere before...it's been so long, I can't remember where...

With doubts, Bennett seemed to want to recall his memory about the name and continued reading the report.

"'Two thousand years old elemental dragon'...Wow! An elemental dragon! Is His Majesty so powerful?!

"...So he is a follower of Lord Barbatos... No wonder...

"…Eh? Is that His Majesty in this photo…?

"Strange... Why do I feel like I've seen this somewhere before...?"

White hair and blue eyes... He had the impression that there was someone who looked like this... Well, to be precise, it should be a wind slime.

The chief alchemist of the Knights Templar named Albedo turned a group of wind slimes into human beings. This incredible thing is still fresh in his memory.

However, that wind slime should be only the size of a child, and in his impression, it was particularly prone to blushing and shyness.

As for the guy in the photo... the white-haired young man wearing a crown and smiling gently, he only felt that they looked very similar, but their temperaments were completely different.

Yes, although the elemental dragon and the elemental slime are two different monsters, they are both elemental creatures, so it is natural that they look similar.

Maybe... His Majesty Saint Samuel is a relative of Xiaofeng!

While in the snowy mountains, Bennett heard Eula introduce Samuel's name as "Little Wind", and his current impression of the wind slime's name is only "Little Wind".

Although he heard the name "Samuel" later, he did not remember it and just felt that it sounded familiar.

What's more, what he saw in the newspaper now was His Holiness Pope "Saint Samuel".

Thus, a clever misunderstanding was born.

He successfully recognized "Saint Samuel" and "Xiao Feng" as two people with different identities.

As Bennett was thinking, he suddenly heard a passerby shouting excitedly:

"…Have you heard? His Majesty is taking a walk in the garrison area right now!"

"…It is well known that His Majesty likes to read in the library of the Knights' Headquarters. He has been staying in the library for several months. When he gets tired of reading, he comes out for a walk to relax. Is this something to be surprised about?"

"…no the same!

"Won't the Wind Flower Festival be here in a few days? Many people are offering flowers to Your Majesty right now!

“I heard that the flowers presented to Your Majesty were woven into wreaths by Your Majesty and placed on the heads of the presenters!

"Think about it, that's a wreath made by His Majesty... It's a wreath made by Lord Barbatos's spokesperson on earth! Wearing it on your head, you will feel a sense of honor no matter how you think about it!

"This kind of wreath has commemorative significance no matter how you think about it!"

"…Yeah, um…why don't we go over there and take a look? The stationed area isn't too far from here anyway."

"let's go!"

"..."

After a while, Bennett, who was sitting on the bench, watched the two passers-by rushing towards the Knights' station area.

It seems that this prince is very respected... Well, after all, he saved Mondstadt and is also a follower of Lord Barbatos...

...Such a great man is indeed worthy of respect!

Thinking about this, he became more convinced that "Saint Samuel" and "Xiao Feng" were two people.

How could the wind slime he knew be a follower of Lord Barbatos?

If he is really a dependent, then what about the bard named "Wendy"?

Could he still be Lord Barbatos?

Bennett thought about it and shook his head slowly.

Speaking of which, Xiaofeng should be receiving education in the Knights Templar now, right?

I don’t know how he’s been doing lately.

And...is the Wind Flower Festival coming so soon?

Bennett, who has been in the Adventurer's Guild for many years, knows that during the period before and after the Wind Flower Festival, not many people in the Adventurer's Guild issue commissions.

Because during the Windblume Festival, you cannot ask others for help casually. This is a festival tradition of the Mond people.

Although there are long-term commissions posted on the commission wall, most of them are commissions that no one is willing to take or that require long-term help.

Or maybe it is a commission that makes people have no idea what the meaning of it is.

Well... there are still a few days left before the Windblume Festival. Although the usual trivial small commissions are gone, there should still be some commissions for outdoor adventures.

But given his current physical condition, he can only take on trivial commissions, right?

In that case...should he also go and meet the legendary Pope?

Thinking of this, Bennett stood up, ignoring the pain from the wounds that were already commonplace on his body, and slowly walked towards the garrison area.

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——Samuel walked slowly into the garrison area west of Mondstadt and approached the headquarters of the Mondstadt Knights of Favonius.

He was looking around on the street, and without knowing when, a group of followers had already gathered behind him.

Most of these followers were elderly residents of Mondstadt who had nothing to do, including children brought by the elderly and some idle young people.

Samuel, who listened to the messages brought back by the wind from time to time, learned that it was originally just an old man with a devout faith who, after seeing him strolling around, unconsciously followed him with his grandson.

Later he met his wife on the road.

Seeing this, my wife brought a group of friends along, and my friends brought their own children.

The child followed curiously with his good friends.

Then, on the way, other residents joined the team that followed His Majesty not far behind for unknown reasons.

As time went by, young people who were curious and admired his reputation began to come with flowers to give to him, but they were shy and did not dare to go up.

So I followed.

Thus, a huge crowd, mainly composed of elderly residents of Mond, but also mixed with people of all ages, gathered not far behind him.

Samuel could also hear a bard joining the procession, playing and chanting poetry as the crowd followed him, drawing cheers from the elderly residents of Mondstadt.

Well... you know what, this scene is quite harmonious.

Since it didn't affect him in any way, Samuel didn't say anything to disperse them.

With more people around, he could stroll around more relaxedly without having to constantly be on guard against possible sudden attacks from the Cult of the Abyss.

As for the possibility of traffic jams on the streets due to too many people gathering...

That is not something that His Holiness the Pope should worry about; that is something that the Knights of Favonius should take care of.

However, he was the cause of the incident, and he was embarrassed to just stand by and watch.

That's why he didn't go directly to the central area, but took a walk around the garrison area first.

When the knights of the Order see so many people gathered, they will definitely shout to drive them away.

As he was thinking, Samuel saw two female knights just walking out of the headquarters.

One red and one blue, obviously they were his acquaintances.

At this time, Amber and Eula, who had just gone out, also noticed the situation here.

Eula touched Amber with her arm and pointed in Samuel's direction: "...Amber."

Amber looked over curiously, and then responded in surprise:

"Wow, there are so many people gathered there!

“…What are they doing?”

Hearing this, Youla narrowed her eyes slightly and looked over there, and found a very eye-catching figure in front of her.

She nudged Amber next to her with her arm again, looking hesitant and uncertain:

“…Amber, look at that.

"Does he look a bit like His Majesty Samuel..."

Amber looked in the direction Eula pointed, and saw a white-haired young man wearing a white clerical robe with silver trim and a crown standing in front of a group of elderly Mondstadt residents.

A nun in black followed him.

Amber: "..."

With this attire and configuration, she really couldn't imagine anyone else in Mondstadt who looked like him.

She responded after a moment:

"...No, Eula, that seems to be His Majesty Samuel..."

Youla squinted her eyes and looked over carefully: "Really. Do you want to go say hello to him?"

Amber hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.

When she first met Samuel, it was a wind slime that would be shy and bubble in her arms.

At that time, she would joke with him and chat about some irrelevant and casual topics.

Later, Samuel came to Mondstadt and became His Holiness the Pope. From then on, she felt that a certain rift had been created.

It's that kind of confused feeling when you suddenly realize that the person you were familiar with is no longer the same as you thought.

It was not until the last time they met that she heard Samuel still call her "Sister Amber", and the resentment in her heart was reduced a lot.

But now, Samuel is the legitimate follower of Lord Barbatos who truly saved Mondstadt, and even her own impression of Samuel has changed from "a bubbling wind slime" to "His Majesty the Pope of the Church of West Wind".

His Majesty's personality is completely different from before, and has become more subtle. Whenever Amber encounters him in the garrison area in the past few months, she always feels...

…strangeness.

If she didn't look carefully, she would not be able to tell what emotions were hidden under the gentle smile on the handsome face of the white-haired boy wearing the crown.

Even if you notice it, it will be fleeting.

She can chat and laugh with "Xiaofeng" and talk about all kinds of interesting and fun little things.

But what she said to "Xiao Feng", she could not say to "Saint Samuel".

Whenever she met His Holiness the Pope, she always felt like she didn't know what to say.

…So, I decided not to say hello.

Eula obviously felt similarly and nodded in agreement.

But after a moment, Amber heard Eula say:

“But shouldn’t we take care of the people gathered there and explain it to them?

“With so many people, it’s easy to cause traffic jams.

"Besides... His Majesty has already seen the two of us."

Amber, who was about to leave, froze when she heard this.

She was stunned for a moment before reacting and sighing:

"…Okay, Eula, let's go say hello to His Majesty and explain things to the people."

As she spoke, she took Eula's hand and walked quickly towards Samuel.

Samuel himself didn't mind calling them "sister", after all, he had called them that before.

But they were outside here, and he couldn't shout "Sister Amber" and "Sister Eula" in front of so many people behind him, right?

So, seeing them coming, Samuel performed the church prayer and said gently:

"May the wind god protect you, Sir Scout Knight and Sir Wave Knight."

Amber paused after hearing this, and after a moment she and Eula responded together: "...May you be well, Saint Samuel."

Gilliana, who was standing next to Samuel, bowed slightly and greeted them both.

Then, she asked calmly, "Is there anything urgent?"

Amber nodded and explained to Samuel that the crowd needed to be dispersed to avoid traffic congestion.

As soon as she finished speaking, she pulled Eula to communicate with the crowd behind Samuel.

Gilliana bowed slightly to Samuel and followed over to help.

Samuel looked at Amber and Eula's fleeing backs and sighed quietly.

He understood why this happened.

But he had no way to break this situation.

With his eyes slightly lowered, Samuel suddenly realized that someone was secretly looking at him.

He looked at the other person and found it was a familiar figure.

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Bennett stood at the street corner, peeking carefully in what he thought was a very covert manner.

As the crowd dispersed, Bennett also saw the white-haired boy wearing a crown who had just been blocked by the crowd.

The young man stood there, as if he was the tranquility of the whole world.

Is that the Pope? His aura is so powerful!

It really is worthy of being a two thousand year old elemental dragon!

I really want to talk to His Majesty. Does he know where there are hidden secrets and treasures?

Sighing, Bennett stepped forward and prepared to greet His Holiness the Pope.