After finishing recounting her experiences in Sumeru.
Mu Yang's dinner was also done.
However, Lumine, who had come all this way to find him.
Had no intention of letting Mu Yang off so easily.
There were too many tourists in the city, so she pulled Mu Yang toward the outside of Mondstadt City.
Not far away, they could still see Timmie playing Genius Invokation TCG with someone under a streetlamp...
So late at night, is it really that addictive?
Mu Yang couldn't help but complain inwardly.
Lumine hadn't been exposed to Genius Invokation TCG yet.
And her focus was entirely on Mu Yang.
The two chatted as they walked; Lumine started the conversation.
"Mu Yang, do you believe in prophecies?"
Mu Yang tilted his head, "Why suddenly bring this up?"
Then, Lumine and Paimon took turns telling him about Collei's encounter.
Mu Yang listened, giving reactions from time to time.
Either asking questions or frowning.
"Find a flower that doesn't exist in the world, find a guide who never gets lost, find a person who never lies, find a legend that never ends..."
Mu Yang pretended to ponder the things mentioned in the prophecy.
He remembered them clearly, but he couldn't say it outright.
That would ruin the entire event storyline, wouldn't it?
What about the puzzles the players were supposed to solve?
He, Mu Yang, wasn't that kind of person.
So, Mu Yang began analyzing from his own identity and knowledge.
He felt that the person who wrote this prophecy must be extraordinary.
Such people generally don't pursue material objects.
So this 'flower that doesn't exist' was likely not about finding 'a flower'.
Paimon touched her head, "I'm getting a bit dizzy..."
Lumine seemed to have some insight.
"It's Windblume Festival now; everyone is talking about 'Windblume', but 'Windblume' doesn't refer to a specific flower; is that the meaning?"
Mu Yang neither confirmed nor denied.
This pretentious method was something he learned from the Adepti.
Say only half the words; you figure out the rest.
No matter what you comprehend, he won't say if it's right or wrong.
This mysterious demeanor actually fit quite well.
Mu Yang liked it a lot...
Hearing Lumine's explanation, Paimon seemed to understand a bit.
She held her chin with her hand, "Got it; Windblume isn't a specifically defined flower."
"Everyone has their own Windblume in their heart..."
Lumine looked at her and smiled, "Then the 'flowers' in Sweet Madame are Paimon's 'Windblume'?"
Paimon crossed her arms, "If you treat me to another one, it can be."
She changed the subject, "What about the other lines, like 'a person who never lies'?"
"Does Mu Yang count?"
After hearing Paimon's words, Lumine also turned to look at Mu Yang.
Wanting to see his reaction.
[Hahaha, Mu Yang, never lies]
["I know my limits"]
[Every time he gets injured and toughs it out, he's lying]
[Every parting word is a lie; my husband is such a big hoof]
Mu Yang smiled faintly, "Regarding this question, I have no ideas either."
"However, I definitely don't count myself..."
Paimon couldn't believe it, "Eh?! Could it be Mu Yang often deceives people?"
Mu Yang was speechless; what kind of binary thinking was this.
Though speechless inside.
Mu Yang was still very patient with this little foodie cutie.
"I simply don't lie to friends, that's all."
"Not to mention the thousands of years I've lived in Teyvat."
"Just in the recent year walking as a tavern merchant, it's inevitable to say many false words."
Lumine also understood; although Mu Yang wouldn't deceive them.
But the people of Mondstadt didn't know his Adeptus identity.
If someone with intent asked one more question.
He would inevitably have to say a lie.
This clue was truly hard to find.
Is there really a person in the world who never lies?
Even Lumine herself, sometimes to deal with the Treasure Hoarders and the Eremites.
To rescue hostages or something, she also had to lie.
It seemed this line could only, like the first one, be interpreted abstractly.
Seeing Lumine and Paimon both seeming to think.
Mu Yang told them that rather than asking him, someone who likes delving into martial arts.
It was better to look in the city for those who truly wield words and ink.
Like a certain bard who likes drinking.
Lumine of course knew this made sense.
She just wanted to spend more time with Mu Yang.
Mu Yang took out a bottle of wine, "Take this to him; he should be at [Angel's Share] right now."
Lumine took the bottle from Mu Yang, "What about you?"
"I'll wander around a bit more; I'll be in the city recently. If there's anything, you can find me at the Goethe Grand Hotel."
Lumine was a bit reluctant.
But considering Mu Yang had been traveling for many days and needed good rest.
She nodded in agreement.
Mu Yang added, "Shenhe and Ganyu miss you both quite a bit; they might have different answers too."
"Got it; you rest well first."
With that, Lumine left with a bottle of fine wine.
At the door of Angel's Share.
Venti was indeed sitting there drinking, just as Mu Yang said.
[Venti aaaaah]
[The mighty Anemo Archon, whatever he's doing wherever, others know it all too well; too undignified]
[With this bottle of wine from Mu Yang, he's definitely not going to behave properly]
Venti saw Lumine approaching and lightly greeted her.
"Yo ho~ Long time no see!"
"You bard, you're drinking again as expected!"
"Put down the cup quickly; be serious; we have important things to ask you."
Paimon hands on hips.
Probably only she in all of Mondstadt would talk to the Anemo Archon like this.
Venti wasn't angry, but his answers were naturally very perfunctory.
"Mm... mm mm..."
Not stopping the cup in his hand at all.
Until Lumine skillfully handed over the fine wine Mu Yang had just given her.
Only then did Venti straighten up and let Lumine fill it...
Venti examined the wine glass, tsk-tsking in praise.
Lumine took this hard control time to retell the mysterious prophecy...
[Why does this feel like Liyue drinking table culture]
[Mu Yang is from Liyue; no problem]
[Venti's attitude before and after is touching (dog head)]
[Too cute; want to sun Venti]
[???]
"How about it? How about it?" Paimon looked at Venti's smiling face, feeling there was hope.
Venti said, "Have you forgotten? It's Windblume Festival period now; you can't just casually ask for help."
Paimon was so angry her teeth itched; why didn't you say that before drinking?
Lumine didn't mind much.
She was just treating this as a Windblume Festival game anyway.
However, she still asked Venti if this prophecy was real.
To avoid Sucrose and Collei wasting effort.
"Then give us some small hints and blessings; does this prophecy deserve pursuing?"
Venti seemed very satisfied with Lumine's approach.
He told her that the person who left this prophecy was very powerful.
If they could solve this riddle, good things would definitely happen.
"As for the small blessing, wait until you've found those four things almost completely. Then I'll tell you the location of the lamp."
"How's that; didn't let down this bottle of fine wine, right?"
Paimon said grudgingly, "That's more like it."
The two left with the Anemo Archon's answer.