"Hey, Lawrence, why do I feel like there's someone on the moon?" Swan, who was about to get off work, looked at the bright moon in the Sky.
Did a dark shadow just flash by?
"Ah~" Lawrence, next to him, stretched lazily and casually glanced at the moon in the Sky.
There was no one there; the moon was still as bright and flawless as ever.
"Swan, you're pretty good; you even know about the Heavenly Dog Devouring the Moon? That's a legend from Liyue!" Lawrence tidied his armor, preparing to get off work and leave the Mondstadt gate.
"What legend? I don't know; maybe I just saw things." Swan shook his head. Was there really a figure on the moon in the Sky? Maybe he had really seen it wrong.
"Don't know? Then I'll tell you; I know a lot..." Lawrence said, putting his arm around Swan's shoulder and walking towards Mondstadt City.
Thanks to Lawrence's merchant father from Fontaine, he gained a broad perspective and also acquired the name "Lawrence," which Mondstadters hated.
As for why? Of course, his father knew nothing and lost a bet after getting drunk.
Then he was given the elegant name "Lawrence," which made strangers in Mondstadt glare at him the moment they heard his name, making him feel incredibly exhausted.
However, his life was generally good. Despite having the name "Lawrence," he was not a true Lawrence Family member, so he still had several close friends.
For example, Swan, right in front of him. Whether by coincidence or for other reasons, every time he was assigned the task of guarding the gate, he would always be with Swan, and they became familiar over time.
"Let's go, let's go! Let's have a drink after work!" Lawrence dragged Swan. He was finally off work. If he didn't drink Mondstadt's wine for a day, he would feel uncomfortable all over.
"Hey, hey, hey, don't walk so fast!" Swan stumbled as Lawrence pulled him. His friend wasn't very enthusiastic about work but was as energetic as if he'd been injected with chicken blood when getting off work.
"Hurry up!"
"Coming!"
..."Clip-clop!" Torrent, carrying Yu Jin, descended from the Sky, emitting only a faint, crisp sound of hooves colliding.
The force of the high-altitude descent seemed non-existent under Torrent's hooves; he landed on the ground as easily and steadily as if stepping on cotton.
"A familiar feeling." Yu Jin dismounted from Torrent, stroking his mane nostalgically.
"Hmph--" Torrent snorted, rubbing his head against Yu Jin's gauntlet. His current feelings were the same as Yu Jin's.
"Whoosh~" Yu Jin blew the Spiritsteed Whistle again, and Torrent transformed into specks of blue light, disappearing before his eyes.
Torrent is a Spiritsteed; he does not die and has no true form. He resides in the Spiritsteed Whistle and can appear at any time.
"Alright, it's getting late. Time to sleep!" Yu Jin glanced at Lanssangx, then pulled her into the house.
Unfortunately, Ancient Dragons do not need to sleep. In the darkness, Yu Jin lay on the bed picking at his feet, while Lanssangx watched Yu Jin from the side.
Her pair of golden dragon eyes in the darkened room were like two light bulbs.
No wonder Vyke said Lanssangx always played the third wheel; it turned out she really was a light bulb!
"Don't you need to sleep?" Yu Jin broke the silence first. He got up, turned on the light, and asked Lanssangx, puzzled.
Could it be that Lanssangx was still not used to the bed?
"My King, don't you know that the Ancient Dragon race doesn't need to sleep?" Lanssangx spread her hands and explained.
Yu Jin shook his head; he really didn't know that. In the past, whenever he encountered a Dragon, he would fight without a second thought. How could he have the mind to understand such things?
"Shall we talk about something else?" Lanssangx casually pulled out a chair and sat down.
"Talk about what? Let me warn you first, I'm not good at conversation." Yu Jin sat up and reminded Lanssangx.
"You said there's a kin of mine here. What kind of existence is he?" Lanssangx was the first to ask for information about Dvalin. This was the real business!
"Dvalin? He seems to be a little different from you guys." Yu Jin scratched his head. Dvalin, this "Dragon," seemed to differ quite a bit from Ancient Dragons.
"You know this world has elements, right?" Yu Jin said to Lanssangx.
Lanssangx nodded. The moment she arrived in this world, she discovered its greatest characteristic. That was, the air seemed to be permeated everywhere with a kind of energy, which was called "element."
"There are seven types of elements in total. Dvalin is the solidified Anemo element. He is probably, perhaps, possibly the strongest." Yu Jin said at the end, sounding a bit uncertain.
Kutri had told him about the Seven Dragon Sovereigns. The pinnacle of the seven elemental beings was a "Dragon."
And Dvalin was the Wind Dragon. However, his strength differed quite a bit from Kutri's, which made Yu Jin somewhat unsure.
"Then he is a Dragon! Don't worry about these trivialities; tell me about that guy's experiences and personality!" Lanssangx's method of identifying kin was surprisingly rough.
If it looks like a Dragon, it's a Dragon!
This was Lanssangx's secret to becoming the High Priestess! Many Ancient Dragons discriminated against Wyverns, but she did not.
Wyverns were Ancient Dragons that had degenerated. From the day of their birth, they did not possess scales as hard as Ancient Dragons, and Wyverns thus had a fatal weakness, becoming targets for Dragon hunters.
The Dragon Communion faith also appeared in The Lands Between only when Wyverns were born. This faith, which involved gaining Dragon power by eating Dragon hearts raw, could not have existed in an era when there were only Ancient Dragons.
Wyverns' forelimbs also transformed into fleshy wings and could not wield weapons like Ancient Dragons. The Ancient Dragon race could, like humans, use their forelimbs to wield weapons exclusive to Ancient Dragons.
In ancient times, the Great Ancient Dragon Lanssangx alone, wielding a spiral spear named Ancient Lanssangx, broke through the mountain-like walls of Royal Capital Leyndell.
Historically, it only happened once.
As for the red Dragon lightning, Wyverns couldn't even dream of it. Therefore, discrimination against Wyverns within the Ancient Dragon race was extremely severe.
However, those who discriminate against others should be prepared to be discriminated against by a higher existence. As the fourth strongest existence among the Ancient Dragons, Lanssangx equally discriminated against all discriminators weaker than her.
Because of this, most of the Dragons in the Ancient Dragon race had been beaten by her. Now that she thought about it, perhaps this High Priestess position was also fought for?
Lanssangx thought of this and couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her forehead. Impossible? She clearly remembered that she was elected as the High Priestess by everyone. Why would she think like this?
After becoming the High Priestess, many young ones who couldn't perform Dragon Prayer successfully mastered Dragon Prayer under her careful guidance (electric shock), which showed that she was very suitable for the position of High Priestess.
"Never mind his origin; as long as he's a Dragon, that's enough! To be a therapist, I only need to know his past!" Lanssangx added.
She was extremely skilled at counseling these three types of intelligent beings: humans, beasts, and Dragons. As a High Priestess, besides teaching Prayer, the mental health of her followers was also very important.
"Is that so?" Yu Jin was stunned for a moment, then he thought for a while and said, "Dvalin seems to have been alone for a long time. Later, he was attracted by this city and became one of its guardians."
"Then he fought a guy to protect this city, got poisoned, and slept for a very long time. When he woke up, he found that the city had forgotten him and was very angry."
"Then someone instigated him, and with the poison acting up, he wanted to attack the city." Yu Jin recounted everything he knew.
"How long did he sleep?" Lanssangx asked.
"About five hundred years, I think," Yu Jin said. That was roughly the time.
"It seems he cares a lot about this city." Lanssangx glanced at the silent Mondstadt City in the deep night, then smiled and said, "He needs to learn the broad-mindedness of Changsheng species."
"For short-lived creatures like humans, five hundred years is already very long, enough to change many things."
"Therefore, Changsheng species and short-lived species, when interacting, will always feel that short-lived species are fickle and heartless, while short-lived species will feel that Changsheng species are difficult to understand."
"It seems no one told him this truth. Since that's the case, I will guide him well!" The High Priestess Lanssangx waved her arm and said so.
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