The Weapon Master Shall Never Die Bare-Handed in Genshin Impact [383]

"That’s one way to put it!"

Flora nodded, smiling. "The Windblume is the symbol of the Windblume Festival, representing the spirit of wind and freedom!"

"So, what kind of flower is the Windblume?" Lumine asked, curious.

"Hehe… That’s a long story," Flora said with a chuckle. "My grandmother told me that even she wasn’t born when the Windblume first appeared. So, it must have been at least a few hundred years ago!"

"But… people usually pick dandelions as their Windblume gift."

"Dandelions, huh? So the Windblume is just a dandelion?" Paimon asked.

"More or less. At least, that’s what our family believes," Flora replied.

Before she could say more, someone interrupted from the side.

"No, that’s wrong!"

The group turned to see Quinn, the fruit vendor, walking over.

"You guys are talking about the Windblume, right?"

"Yeah. Why?" Jia Changjiang nodded.

Quinn crossed his arms. "I just wanted to correct something. The Windblume isn’t a dandelion—it’s a Windwheel Aster."

"Flora, I bet a lot of people have been buying Windwheel Asters recently," Quinn said confidently. "That’s thanks to us Windwheel Aster supporters boosting sales!"

With clear pride, he continued, "Windwheel Asters are a symbol of Mondstadt itself! Like a windmill, they represent wind and freedom. The Windblume has to be a Windwheel Aster!"

Just as Quinn finished, another voice chimed in.

"Is that so?"

Beatrice, his childhood friend, had arrived.

"Isn’t the Windblume actually a Cecilia?"

"No way!" Quinn immediately shot back. "Look, I admit there’s some debate about the Windblume’s true identity. But most people in Mondstadt agree—it’s either a dandelion or a Windwheel Aster."

"Both flowers have deep historical ties to Mondstadt! Ask around, and you’ll see. But a Cecilia? I’ve never heard of that."

His dismissive attitude made Beatrice furious.

"Excuse me?!"

"I’m just stating facts," Quinn said, completely unaware of the storm he was stirring up.

"You know what? I’m done talking to you!" Beatrice huffed and stormed off.

"Huh? Why is Beatrice mad…? The Windblume debate is just how it is…" Quinn scratched his head, looking confused. "Maybe I should close up shop and go apologize? Even though I don’t know what I did wrong…"

"...?"

Lumine slowly raised an imaginary question mark above her head.

Was Quinn just flexing his relationship on them?

Flora giggled. "They really embody the festival spirit, don’t they? After all, the Windblume Festival is a celebration of freedom, wind, and romance!"

"So, Mondstadt never actually agreed on what the Windblume is?" Jia Changjiang mused, rubbing his chin.

"That does sound like something Mondstadt would do," Lumine muttered.

The last time she saw Mondstadters arguing, it was over who the strongest fighter in Mondstadt was.

There was the Red-Clad Girl faction, the Darknight Hero faction, and the Dragon-Slaying Green Jax faction…

She still remembered the debate vividly.

Paimon mumbled, "Yeah… this seems very Mondstadt."

"Well, even though there’s no official definition, that’s just how Mondstadt is!" Flora said cheerfully. "Good food, good wine, fresh flowers, and a grand festival… You should enjoy yourselves too!"

Jia Changjiang nodded, now genuinely interested in the Windblume Festival.

"Gifting a Windblume, huh… Sounds kind of fun."

"Let’s explore a bit more and see what we can learn," he suggested.

"Good idea! Let’s head to the plaza—there should be a lot of people there," Lumine agreed.

...

The two wandered through the city, observing the bustling Mondstadters preparing for the festival.

As they arrived at the grand plaza in front of the church, they saw a large crowd gathered.

And at the center of it all were some very familiar faces.

"Venti? And… Bennett? Fischl?"

Jia Changjiang raised an eyebrow.

Venti was in the middle of an animated speech, while the others listened intently.

Moving closer, Jia Changjiang and Lumine realized—Venti was actually teaching people how to write love poems.

As he finished his lesson, the crowd dispersed, each person deep in thought.

Jia Changjiang and Lumine approached him.

"Hey, tone-deaf bard!" Paimon called out cheerfully, drawing Venti’s attention.

"Oh! Jax? Traveler? And little Paimon too? You’re all here?"

Venti grinned. "Are you guys here to learn the art of love poetry from me as well?"

He held up a finger.

"For just a small tuition fee~"

"Not a single Mora from me!" Lumine clutched her wallet protectively. "Since there are no commissions in Mondstadt right now, I need to save my Mora!"

"Besides, those people all looked like they were struggling. How’d you even convince them to learn from you?"

"Same old energy as ever~" Venti chuckled. "But they’re actually trying their best to craft heartfelt words of love."

"And as for your commission shortage, there’s a reason for that."

Venti explained, "The Windblume Festival doesn’t just belong to the Anemo Archon—it belongs to the people of Mondstadt who seek love."

"In order to truly experience love, one must put in effort themselves. That’s a Windblume Festival tradition."

"If you don’t have anything to do… why not be my assistants?" Venti asked, smiling at Jia Changjiang and Lumine. "Think of it as a little vacation!"

"I highly suspect you just want to trick me into doing your work," Lumine said, eyeing him warily.

"What kind of help?" Jia Changjiang asked. "If it’s too troublesome, I’m not doing it."

"It’s easy!" Venti assured him.

"Just helping people with their love troubles. You can even teach them to write love poems and charge a small fee. See? Simple!"

"Now that sounds good!" Lumine’s eyes lit up.

She loved hearing relationship gossip.

"Not interested!" Jia Changjiang crossed his arms, ready to walk away.

But Venti grabbed his sleeve.

"Eh? Why are you leaving so soon? Jax, don’t tell me… you don’t like the Windblume Festival?"

Venti fluttered his eyes at him playfully.

"Love problems are too much of a hassle!"

Jia Changjiang grumbled, "If I have free time, I’d rather go spar with Dvalin at Stormterror’s Lair than deal with someone else’s romance drama."

"Aw, Jax~" Venti tugged at his sleeve. "You don’t think this kind of experience could be fun?"

"Don’t worry—I’ll give suggestions too!"

Venti’s smile widened mischievously.

"And besides… I’m very curious to see what kind of advice you’d give~"

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T/N: AHHH VENTI YES YES YES!!!! FLUTTER YOUR EYELASHES MORE!!!!

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