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Right now, Jean's brain was buzzing with shock as she processed the heavy piece of information Ye Ruo had released. A weary but genuine smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she sat at her desk in the Knights of Favonius headquarters. Senior Ye Ruo always has a way of making the most incredible things happen. I'm sure he has a very specific reason for choosing this topic, and I trust his judgment completely.
Having him around in Mondstadt had eased the mountain of pressure resting on her shoulders since Grand Master Varka's departure. She knew that as long as the Wind Knight was active, the city had a pillar of strength it could rely on. She decided to let the matter rest for now and see how the public reacted to the actual text.
Jean looked down at the book she had been reading during her break, To Save Mondstadt, Debut and Become an Idol!, and felt a slight blush color her cheeks. She quickly tucked it away in a hidden drawer of her desk, ensuring no one would stumble upon the Acting Grand Master indulging in light novels about herself becoming a pop star.
She genuinely enjoyed the story, though. It felt like a window into a different, happier life where she could simply spend time with her sister, Barbara, without the weight of the city's safety constantly pressing down on her. With a deep breath, she straightened her uniform and turned her attention back to the reports on her desk. It was time to get back to work.
Across the city, the Mondstadt Library stood as a quiet sanctuary for knowledge. In its prime, it was known as the largest library in the Northern Continent, a shining collection built by the contributions of countless poets, scholars, and world-class travelers. Unfortunately, a great fire in the past had devastated the building, leaving only a fraction of its original glory.
Today's library was only about one-sixth of its peak size, with the basement archives remaining the most intact portion of the structure. The woman currently in charge of managing this collection was the Librarian, Lisa.
It was currently her favorite part of the day: afternoon tea time. Lisa stretched her elegant, mature body, her movements exuding the grace of a powerful witch. She shifted her slender legs, covered in dark silk, and took a slow, lazy sip of her tea while flipping through a book. For her, a quiet afternoon with a good story was the definition of happiness. When she reached the final announcement page of the volume, her purple eyes widened with curiosity. A new work already? A novel about the High King of the Tower and the Anemo Archon? Now that's a bold choice even for him.
Lisa leaned back in her chair, a thoughtful expression on her face. I wonder how little Ye Ruo managed to dig up all that information. He used to come to me all the time asking to browse the restricted sections, but even I didn't tell him the specific details of that era. It seems you're still hiding quite a few secrets, little cutie. No wonder that Doctor is so obsessed with chasing you down. Her lips curled into a charming, slightly mischievous laugh. This just makes my dear brother even more interesting to me. I'll have to corner him later and ask a few pointed questions. She set her teacup down and returned to her peaceful reading, the sunlight filtering through the library windows.
Meanwhile, at the Cat's Tail tavern, Kaeya was leaning back in a comfortable chair, a glass in one hand and the news in the other. He burst out laughing, the sound drawing a few curious looks from the other patrons. This is brilliant! Truly brilliant. I can't wait to see what kind of story you've cooked up this time, Ye Ruo. You never fail to surprise me. While the announcement of the historical novel was fascinating, Kaeya still found himself partial to the Detective Fengdu series. The focus on intelligence work, gathering clues, and outsmarting enemies was right up his alley.
The more he thought about the detective duo, the wider his smirk became. I'm almost certain that one of those two protagonists is based on me. The way he thinks, the way he handles information—it's too similar to be a coincidence. He laughed again, imagining the look on a certain winery owner's face. I bet Diluc is absolutely losing his mind over this. Kaeya knew that Diluc hated being the center of attention and likely found the fictionalized version of their dynamic infuriating. He relished the thought of Diluc's cold, stoic mask cracking under the pressure of a popular light novel. It made him so happy he felt like he could burst into tears of joy. He ordered another round, feeling exceptionally good about the world.
In a quiet corner of a public square, Venti carefully navigated around several stray kittens that seemed overly interested in his cape. Once he found a safe spot where his allergies wouldn't act up, he sat down with a sigh of relief. He reached into his bag and pulled out his prize: a single bottle of wine. His eyes sparkled as he looked at it. Because the previous tavern had limited him to only two bottles, he had been treating this one with the utmost care. It was a strange feeling for the God of Wine to be so protective of a single vintage.
In the past, would I have ever been satisfied with just two bottles? I used to be such a legendary drinker! He sighed, feeling a bit of self-pity, but quickly cheered himself up. Well, things will get better. There will be more wine in the future, and hopefully, it'll be even better than this. He set the bottle aside for a moment and pulled out a novel—the latest volume of Detective Fengdu. He had gone through a lot of trouble to secure this copy. He had heard there were special limited editions that came bundled with premium wine from Angel's Share, but those were snatched up by the residents almost instantly.
As Venti flipped to the end of the book and read Ye Ruo's announcement, he suddenly sprayed his mouthful of wine into the air in a fit of shock. He coughed, frantically trying to save the spilled liquid while his mind raced. What on earth? This Wind Knight wants to write a story about me and that boy? How could he possibly know about that? The events of Old Mondstadt and the rebellion against the tyrant were ancient history. He was certain that he was the only one left in the city who carried the full weight of those memories.
Venti stared at the page, his mind whirling with possibilities. Did Ye Ruo recognize me? No, that's impossible. No one in this era knows I'm actually Barbatos. To everyone else, I'm just a bard of unknown origin who hangs around the statues and taverns. He took a deep breath to calm himself. Maybe he just happened to find some old records or fragments of legends left behind by the descendants of the rebels. Yes, that must be it. He's likely just taking pieces of history and filling in the gaps with his own imagination.
A playful, curious expression settled on Venti's face. This is going to be very interesting. He probably has no idea that the very protagonist he's writing about is currently sitting in a square reading his work. I didn't think Mondstadt could get this entertaining in such a short time. I'll definitely be keeping an eye on this. I can't wait to see how he portrays the King of the Tower and the little spirit of the wind. He took another sip of his wine, feeling a renewed sense of excitement for the days to come.
After a week of intense anticipation from the people of Mondstadt, Ye Ruo's new book was finally released to the public. The scene at the Wind and Bird Bookstore was chaotic but organized. The first ten thousand copies were sold out almost the moment the doors opened. The demand was so overwhelming that the second batch of fifty thousand copies had to be rushed into the store, followed quickly by a third. It was clear that the city's appetite for this story was unlike anything the local publishing industry had ever seen.
To keep up with the explosive growth of the business, Ye Ruo hired more staff and opened several branch locations across the different districts of the city. He wanted to ensure that books were available in every corner of Mondstadt, reducing the massive queues at the main shop. Large carriages filled with fresh prints were constantly moving through the gates, finally meeting the purchase demands of the excited citizens. From the taverns to the training grounds, everyone seemed to have a copy of the new legend in their hands, and the name of the Wind Knight was on everyone's lips. Happy reading every day during the Spring Festival. Recharge now to get your bonus coupons and enjoy the stories. The activity is available for a limited time, so don't miss out on the chance to dive into the history of the wind.