Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

“The mountains and rivers are broken, and the world is in devastation.

The gods passed by and disappeared.

Find poetry in mourning, find poetry in prison.

Don't be afraid of the worldly shackles and the darkness ahead.

Spring flowers bloom again and eagles fly in the blue sky.

The wind song plays and freedom comes. "

The young bard, stroking his beloved harp, played songs that sounded like heavenly music, attracting many passers-by to stop and listen.

Uchiha Madara was even teleported into it by Sasuke's portal.

And what the bard sang was just to offset the cost of his meal.

Mondstadt, the City of Wind, the Bright Crown of the North. Ever since everyone worked together to defeat the arrogant King of the Tower, the people who regained their freedom have built this city-state that symbolizes freedom under the guidance of the new wind god, Barbatos.

However, when Uchiha Madara came again, there didn't seem to be any breath of freedom, but rather a rare sense of oppression, just like the bloody regime of the Third Mizukage.

A long, long time ago, the wind god blew away the ice and snow, split the mountains, and spread crops and fruit trees, allowing our ancestors to escape from wandering.

The God of Wind also imparted wisdom and power. He built windmills and taught people how to process grain and brew wine. He made wings and taught people how to fly with the help of wind power.

As the god of music and games, he also left behind countless songs and celebrations so that people can have a happy time.

After everything calmed down, He stroked His beloved harp and disappeared into the distant wilderness.

However, it is old news from thousands of years ago and has long been forgotten by people, or even just regarded as a legend.

But Uchiha Madara didn't expect that a thousand years would pass between this trip and the other. Is the dog still alive?

Today, Mond is controlled by the great nobles headed by the Lawrence family.

They possessed great wealth and power, and they exploited the people and even treated them as slaves.

The festivals and games that were once enjoyed by everyone became a playground exclusively for the nobles...

“So, in this year’s badminton festival, you outsiders should forget about your daydreams of having a dreamlike encounter and winning the beauty.

The Mondstadt of today is no longer the Mondstadt of the past. Did the Mondstadt of the past really exist? A short ten years of freedom? "

The inn owner was also kind-hearted. Not only did he not charge the bard for his drinks, he even carefully explained to him the current situation in Mondstadt.

……

"Only ten years?" The bard and Uchiha Madara didn't dare to believe it.

Then the young bard didn't care about these, instead his eyes lit up.

"Today is Badminton Day, right? After the lively poetry, banquet and flying competition, a girl will be selected by the overall champion of the three competitions.

At the climax of the celebration, the girl threw a badminton, a symbol of Barbatos' grandfather, into the crowd.

The first person to catch the badminton will receive a generous prize and good luck for the whole year!

An annual grand festival, a celebration that lasts fifteen days!"

Seeing Wendy's gleeful expression, the hotel owner became nervous and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"Did I just say it in vain? Remember, don't touch that ball! This celebration is not for us! Don't go against those nobles!"

However, the young bard ignored the tavern owner's well-intentioned dissuasion.

Instead, he spread his wings of wind, which symbolize freedom, picked up a pot of wine, and flew towards the square singing a beautiful song.

"Boss, my singing voice is comparable to Barbatos'. Believe me, the song of freedom will ring out again."

"It's been a long time since anyone sang "Song of the Wind"..."

The sky above Mondstadt has long belonged exclusively to the nobles of Mondstadt.

It didn't take long for the young bard to travel all the way to the vast square, which was already crowded with people but without a lively atmosphere.

There were only some angry whispers.

The young bard also noticed that the huge statue of the wind god that once stood in the center of the square had been toppled and a tall tower had been erected in its place...

"This year's badminton still has to go to the eldest son of the Lawrence family, right?"

"Yeah, he's obviously not good at anything, but he shamelessly occupied me for five years. He's really a beast..."

"That's right. It's fine if he just extorts money on weekdays, but even that little girl..."

"Shh!"

A few young men who were still full of vigor and vitality were whispering to each other. It seemed that they noticed the gaze of the bard and immediately made gestures to keep quiet to each other.

"What's wrong little girl?"

After seeing that the other party was a foreigner, the young men who had been cursing inwardly finally breathed a sigh of relief. After signaling the other party to speak in a lower voice, they continued to mutter:

“The little girl who was once selected by the champion, ever since the Lawrence family took charge, has been managed by Buck… the eldest son of their family.

He cancelled the match and directly called on the girl, letting her take the badminton himself. If anyone dared to take it, they would be beaten to death by his men!

And after the banquet, he will take the unfortunate girl back and defile her!"

Listening to the young man's complaints, the bard's pupils shrank involuntarily. Why?

"Why is that so right?"

A familiar and powerful figure suddenly appeared beside him and asked coldly.

Naturally, it was Uchiha Madara who defeated the Lone King of the High Tower a thousand years ago, and even killed such a powerful being as the Lone King of the High Tower with his own hands!

"Why are you here again?!" the bard asked in surprise.

But Uchiha Madara did not answer, but just said to himself: "Remember the questions that the green dragon once asked you?"

That moment seemed to be vivid in my mind. Humans were enslaved by humans, and it seemed that nothing had changed in thousands of years.

The bard remembered that since they tore through the wind and snow, the sunshine, gardens and beauty they saw were nothing but self-deception or fleeting.

It was nothing but a lie of the nobles... It turned out that such a plan had been made thousands of years ago. Outside the high walls and storms, there was a merciless wind and snow!

"Do you regret it?" Uchiha Madara asked again.

At this moment, on the top of the tower, the beautiful girl threw the badminton in her hand high down with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of despair.

Where the badminton landed, the crowd made way for it, as if it was the source of some plague and no one dared to get close.

There was only a short and fat man with pockmarks on his face and an overbite, but dressed in luxurious clothes, who was walking slowly towards the badminton court with his bow legs.

Mond...why did it end up like this! ?

When the short and fat man named Buck was about to pick up the badminton, a green breeze blew by, and the badminton that should have been within Buck's reach suddenly appeared in the hands of a stranger.