The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [391]

"What I think the Windblume is?"

Jean paused for a moment at Jia Changjiang’s question. After thinking it over, she replied, “If I had to choose… I’d say the dandelion?”

She continued, “A dandelion, free to drift with the wind… the Windblume that knows no bounds.”

“A common choice… but very much in line with your style. What about you, Lisa?”

Jia Changjiang turned his head toward Lisa.

“Me? Windwheel Aster, I suppose,” Lisa mused. “How about a Valberry? They’re quite sweet, you know.”

“A fruit can be considered a Windblume?” Lumine was taken aback.

She had already thought picking mint was outrageous enough.

“A Valberry, hmm… a fine choice,” Venti chimed in, his interest piqued. “In the past, the Stormwatchers stood vigil on the highlands, and their only solace was the sweetness of Valberries and the hope for the city's peace.”

“A Valberry grows in the wind, accompanying those who guard against storms… It symbolizes the yearning for tranquility.”

Venti explained with a smile, “So, by that reasoning, a Valberry could certainly be a Windblume~”

“I feel like the bard is just making things up…” Paimon muttered.

“Dandelions and Valberries, huh… I’ll keep that in mind.”

Jia Changjiang stroked his chin and nodded. “The Windblume… I’ll have to choose carefully.”

“Well then, everyone, it’s time for us to resume our patrol,” Jean said with a nod. “I hope you all enjoy the Windblume Festival.”

“Don’t worry, Master Jean!” Lumine grinned. “But when the last day of the festival comes, you have to join in and have fun too!”

Jean nodded. “Alright.”

After seeing Jean and Lisa off, Jia Changjiang pushed open the doors of Mondstadt Cathedral. As soon as he stepped inside, he spotted a group of four young adventurers gathered together—along with a certain purple Electro raven.

“Oh? Now, this is a rare lineup.”

Raising an eyebrow, Jia Changjiang walked up and placed both hands on the heads of two silver-haired individuals—ruffling their fluffy locks.

“Bennett, Razor, Fischl, and Barbara? What brings you all together?”

He gave Bennett and Razor a few playful ruffles before asking, “And what are you up to in the cathedral?”

“…Writing love poems as a group?”

His gaze swept over the sheets of paper and quills in their hands, intrigued.

“Mr. Jax!” Bennett beamed upon seeing Jia Changjiang. “Yeah, I was thinking of writing a poem for my dads for the Windblume Festival. Still working on it!”

“You’re writing one for your dads… What about you, Razor?”

Jia Changjiang turned to Razor, already having a guess in mind.

“I… for Lupical, and for the Lord,” Razor said haltingly. “Also… for you and Lumine. You are my Lupical too.”

“Really? Thanks~” Lumine smiled, genuinely pleased.

“Hey! What about me?!” Paimon huffed in protest.

This was supposed to be a three-person journey! Why are only two names mentioned?

“You… you too,” Razor added after a moment, glancing at Paimon.

“Hahaha… That’s nice, that’s nice. Your ‘lord’ might look all grumpy and fierce, but deep down, he’s just a big ol’ tsundere,” Jia Changjiang teased, tousling Razor’s hair until it was a complete mess. “We should get him some flowers later—how about we pick some together from the wild if we can’t find the right ones in a shop?”

“Okay,” Razor nodded.

“What about you two, Fischl and Barbara?”

Jia Changjiang turned his attention to the two blond girls.

“The affairs of the Prinzessin need not be disclosed to mere mortals…” Fischl declared dramatically.

Oz, ever the translator, stepped in. “Apologies, but the young lady is composing a love poem for her parents. She is currently pondering its contents.”

“Oz!” Fischl’s face flushed red in an instant.

“I… I want to write one for my sister,” Barbara admitted, a little shy. “She works so hard all the time, so…”

“In that case… Would you all like the greatest poet in Teyvat to teach you how to write love poems?” Venti offered with a grin. “I’ve already given lessons to two students, but I wouldn’t mind holding another session~”

“No need. Bennett, tell me how to write love poems,” Razor said, shaking his head before pointing at Fischl. “She… speaks strangely.”

Pressing a hand to his chest, Razor said, “Love poems… should feel warm when you read them. They should make people feel comfortable.”

“Is that so? Well then, let me show you mine!” Lumine proudly pulled out her poem and spread it out. “What do you think?”

The four younger adventurers read through her poem and gave their praises.

“What about you, Mr. Jax? Have you written a love poem?” Bennett asked eagerly.

“I want to hear it,” Razor nodded.

“Let your crimson verses be known to the Prinzessin this very moment,” Fischl declared.

Barbara, too, looked intrigued. “Mr. Jax’s poem… I’m kind of curious about it.”

“Don’t look at me, I haven’t even finished mine yet,” Jia Changjiang waved them off, handing a hunting permit to Barbara. “This is for the Knights of Favonius—Kaeya asked me to deliver it.”

“There’s still plenty of time left… Here.” Jia Changjiang rubbed his chin. “Answer a question for me first.”

“What do you all think the Windblume is? In your opinion, what flower best represents it?”

Bennett was the first to answer, brimming with confidence. “Windwheel Aster! Every time I fail an adventure in a domain and come back out, I see Windwheel Asters growing on the slopes… As long as the wind blows, the Windwheel Aster keeps turning.”

He continued, “Windwheel Asters remind me that the wind is always there. And as long as the wind blows, the flower will keep spinning—just like adventurers! So… I think the Windblume is the Windwheel Aster.”

“But… your poem mentions dandelions,” Paimon pointed out, peeking at his paper. “So which one is it?”

“Well…” Bennett scratched his head awkwardly. “Every Windblume Festival, my dads argue over which flower is the true Windblume. But dandelions are the one flower they can all agree on, so…”

“What about you, Razor?” Lumine asked, intrigued.

She was beginning to enjoy hearing different opinions on the Windblume.

“Wolfhook.”

Razor’s answer was firm.

“Wolfhook? You’re using a fruit too?” Lumine was puzzled.

“Too?” Razor tilted his head. “But… Wolfhook is good.”

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