Genshin Impact: I will turn into a breeze and continue to blow over Mondstadt

After surviving the disaster, Ying and Paimeng both breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wendy, thanks to you this time..." Paimon said gratefully.

"It's okay, but I didn't expect that the Abyss Cult would come back again, and..." Wendy said, looking at Duraf who was lying on the ground.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper, and his hands were tightly covering his abdomen, but blood was still flowing out from between his fingers, staining the corners of his clothes red.

"Stupid Dad, what are you doing!" Diona cried. She knelt beside her father, holding his hands tightly, her eyes full of grief and helplessness.

"Haha... I'm glad you're okay." Duraf smiled weakly, looked at Diona with tears in his eyes, a relieved smile on his lips, and finally slowly closed his eyes.

"How could this happen..." Paimon looked at the scene in front of him, not knowing what to do for a moment. He could only stand there in a daze.

Ying clenched her fists tightly, her heart filled with anger and self-blame. She hated herself for not being strong enough to protect the people around her.

"It's all my fault... It's all my fault..." Diona said self-reproachfully, tears already welling up in her eyes as if they would burst out at any moment.

"Sorry, can you let me try?" Wendy comforted softly. His voice was as warm as the spring breeze, making people feel extremely at ease.

Hearing this, Diona raised her head and looked at Wendy with tearful eyes.

When she saw the shining Eye of the God of Wind on Wendy's waist, a glimmer of hope surged in her heart and she nodded silently.

At this moment, a breeze blew slowly, gently lifting the corners of everyone's clothes, bringing a fresh breath and vitality.

Then, a green light gradually spread from the ends of Wendy's hair, shining like a bright star.

As Paimon exclaimed, wisps of light continued to flow into Duraf's body.

These lights seemed to have life, traveling along Duraf's meridians and repairing damaged tissues and organs.

However, after a long time, the other party still did not respond.

Looking at her unconscious father in front of her, Diona felt her breathing gradually becoming heavier.

The surrounding environment seemed to sense her inner pain and slowly turned dark, as if the whole world was swallowed by darkness.

Everything disappeared in the endless darkness, leaving only Diona and her unconscious father.

And at this moment, a voice as clear as spring water came quietly from her ears.

It was like the sound of nature, breaking the silence around.

"So much time has passed, and you still haven't changed." The voice said softly, with a hint of tenderness and emotion.

Hearing this familiar voice, Diona raised her head suddenly and saw a blue figure appear in front of her.

The figure was looming, exuding a mysterious aura that made it hard to fathom.

"Who are you..." Diona asked in confusion with her eyes wide open.

"Don't you remember me? Then do you still remember the legend about the spring elves that you heard when you were a child?" the figure asked with a smile, a gentle light flashing in his eyes.

Hearing this, Diona's mind gradually emerged with scenes from the past. At that time, Diona was just a seven-year-old girl, innocent.

I remember that at that time, there were legends about spring elves circulating in Qingquan Town, but almost no one believed the authenticity of these legends.

However, the innocent Diona believed it firmly, and she still told her thoughts to the reflection of the moon in the spring every night.

It was as if the spring spirit was listening to her words.

And that's exactly what happened.

"Could it be that you are the Pure Water Spirit?!"

Hearing this, the other party smiled lightly.

"I send my blessing to the hunter's daughter as a gift of growth and farewell. May your cup always be filled with celebratory wine, as sweet as the spring water from the thousand-year-old melted snow..."

I saw the other person slowly walk to Diona's side and bend down slightly.

"So, my talent for bartending is actually a blessing you gave me..." Diona raised her head, her eyes flickering, and said thoughtfully.

"Indeed, but I wonder if you like this gift?" the other party responded softly.

Hearing this, Diona remained silent and fell into deep thought.

"I understand the doubts and confusion, bewilderment and disgust in your heart." The pure water elf spoke in a calm and gentle tone.

"Since you were a child, you have often shared your father's legendary experiences with me..." Her voice was like a breeze, gently touching Diona's heartstrings.

Every word seemed to play the past scenes frame by frame, and Diona seemed to see the once high-spirited father again.

"Brothers, let's continue hunting tomorrow." Father's hearty laughter echoed in Diona's ears.

"Chief, what about your daughter..." someone asked worriedly.

"Haha, don't worry about her. Diona has grown up and can take care of herself..."

Too many memories, too much reluctance, those glorious yesterdays seem to be just today...

"But I think you are right. When Mr. Duraf is drunk, he really looks like a wild boar in the mud." The pure water elf said jokingly.

After that, she turned her gaze to Durav.

"Inferiority and arrogance, cowardice and timidity... these are the deficiencies that people are born with, and they are also the weaknesses of human nature."

"These emotions will bring frustration and suffering to people..." There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, and she seemed to have a deep understanding of this emotion.

"But they can also give birth to courage and determination out of despair, which is the most precious treasure of you as a human being." She gently stroked Diona's forehead, with encouragement and hope in her eyes.

"Diona, it's not the drink that makes him imperfect, it's that he is imperfect."

"But even so, you and he will continue to move forward."

As she spoke, her figure gradually became blurred due to excessive consumption of energy.

"It seems that the time to say goodbye has come again... But until we meet again, I will not regard this as a separation..." She paused and her eyes softened.

"May you be able to use wine like sweet spring water to wipe away the sadness in people's hearts..."

Diona looked at the elf in front of her, and gradually, she changed into the appearance of her father.

"So, will you accept this imperfect father?" The father's voice sounded with a hint of expectation.

Looking at the father in front of her, Diona could no longer suppress her emotions.

Tears welled up in her eyes and she rushed over.

"Dad!" She hugged her father tightly, feeling his warmth and solidity.

On the other side, as a drop of clear spring tear slid down Diona's cheek, a hint of blue light instantly appeared on her hand.

The blue light danced happily like a living thing, full of vitality and energy. They were like light silk threads, interweaving into a beautiful light net, rising slowly from Diona's hands.

Every ray of light was like a shining star, lighting up the vitality in his body.

"Is this... the power of the pure water spirit?" Wendy murmured in a low voice.

In an instant, Duraf's fatal wounds were completely healed, and his originally pale face became rosy.

"Does that mean everything is alright?" Paimon asked curiously, staring with his big eyes.

Hearing this, Wendy smiled and said softly, "Don't worry, they are not awake yet, it's just because they are drunk."

Hearing this, Paimon breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.

"Um...thank you for your help, bard..." At this time, Diona turned her head, looked at Wendy, and thanked her sincerely.

After making sure that her father was out of danger, Diona finally felt relieved.

"You're welcome. It's just a small matter." Wendy waved her hand and smiled slightly. "Just call me Wendy." His voice was soft and magnetic, making people feel very comfortable.

Afterwards, Ying and Wendy carried the still unconscious Duraf and Alan on their backs, and they set out on the journey back to the tavern.

Before leaving, Diona looked at the lake again.

〖No matter before or now, I like to listen to the words in people’s dreams, which may be beautiful, sad, or filled with emotions that I cannot understand...〗

The quiet sound seems to be coming from the water...

Looking at the clear flowing water at this moment, she believed that perhaps one day in the future they would meet again.