After buying a few glasses of wine, Wendy said she wanted to go to the [old place].

Lin Yan and Ying immediately realized where it was. Only Paimon had not reacted yet, scratching his head with confusion.

Finally, they came to the square in front of Mond Cathedral and found Wendy on the huge statue of the wind god.

After carefully climbing up the statue, the few people sat on the arms raised by the statue.

"I miss it so much..." The breeze blew gently across my cheeks. Wendy looked at the scene in front of me, evoking the past in my memory. "When I first saw the scenery here, I didn't look like this. Or... the whole Mond didn't look like this now."

"About 2,600 years ago, it was still in the war of demons, and the world was not yet owned by the Seven Gods. At that time, [Old Mond] was surrounded by hurricanes blown by the tyrant, and even birds were not allowed to pass."

Wendy then told several people about the overthrow of the old Mond rule by the people of Mond more than two thousand years ago.

Although he knew it from the beginning, Lin Yan still listened very seriously.

Because this story is really exciting.

After telling the past to several people, Wendy took a sip of dandelion wine and then fell into a long silence.

Lin Yan turned his head and looked at Ying. After Ying noticed his gaze, he immediately understood what he meant.

"Paimon, let's go and pick two apples to eat." Suddenly, he grabbed one of Paimon's legs, Ying pulled her and planned to jump down from the statue's arm.

"Why should I pick apples at this time?" Paimon waved his little hand and expressed his dissatisfaction with his expression. However, Ying Ke did not take this trick and still pulled her down from the statue's arm.

After Ying and Paimon left, only Lin Yan and Wendy were left.

Wendy still chose to remain silent. Lin Yan stood behind him, opened a bottle of dandelion wine, and took a big sip without hesitation.

"You seem a little strange today." After drinking the wine in your mouth, Lin Yan wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Especially after helping [Stanley] find yourself, I feel like you have become a different person."

"Although it's a good thing to be serious occasionally, to be honest... you have no image of the dominant god in my heart, and you are nothing but slutty."

They said in a tone that was joking, and after they finished speaking, the two fell silent again.

Being able to clearly hear the sound of the night breeze blowing through my ears, Lin Yan had inadvertently drank most of the dandelion wine in his hand.

"Did you see yourself in him?" After a long time, he spoke again.

Wendy's expression seemed to change when she heard him: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

As if trying hard to hide himself, Wendy at this moment even looked a little reluctant to even have that inappropriate smile.

Lin Yan looked into the distance and began to tell what happened in the past.

"The Mond was once covered by blizzards and hurricanes, and people were trembling under the rule of tyrants. At that time, no one dared to stand up and no one believed in freedom."

"Until later, an ordinary young man descended into this world under the rule of the tyrant. However, unlike others, he was not afraid of the rule of the tyrant, but sang the world recorded in the books with his singing. It was absolute freedom, and it was also a world that people longed for but never dared to imagine."

"The brave singing of the young man and his extreme yearning for freedom finally touched others. So, under his leadership, people held high the banner of resistance, and finally overthrew the rule of the Lone King of the Tower, bringing the initial freedom to Mond."

After pausing for a while, Lin Yan continued to say after taking a sip of dandelion.

"It's a pity that the boy did not finally have the chance to see the world he yearned for, because after the war he was unfortunately shot and died. In the end, the only thing that left for people was the harp he had played."

"Later, the harp was inherited by his fellow Wind Elfs, but as time went by, the existence of the young man was gradually forgotten, and his popularity was even far less than that of the lion-tooth knight, who overthrew the noble rule."

"His companion of the wind elves couldn't bear to see his friend being forgotten, so he turned into his appearance and took the harp he had played, spreading the past to future generations over and over again."

"Isn't that wind elf companion the one you are now? Babatos."

After listening to Lin Yan's words, Wendy remained silent. She looked up at him in the distance and suddenly recalled a picture in her mind.

In a palace full of brilliant murals, the boy knelt on the ground. He held a harp in his hand and plucked the strings with his fingers. He played his yearning for freedom over and over again and again, and his will that could never be shaken.

And his audience was only a wind elf who was wandering around him and had no form.

That is the original Wendy and Barbatos, but Wendy was not an alcoholic poet at that time, and Barbatos was not the later god of slut.

"I would rather live as his shadow than let him be forgotten by the world. Babatos, isn't your approach contrary to the idea of ​​freedom?"

He transformed himself into Wendy's appearance, but chose to abandon Barbatos' identity. As the [God of Freedom], he chose to imprison his own freedom.

Perhaps he is like Hans Ace Boulder, and the reason why he is like this is because of his guilt towards his friends.

Perhaps in his opinion, if he had the power of his heyday when he overthrew the rule of the Gutagao King, the real Wendy would not have died.

At least...he can live to see the world he yearns for, rather than die with regrets.

"But even so, that's my own [freedom]. Freedom cannot be defined, and even as the [God of Freedom] I don't have this right. Mond is known as the Capital of Freedom, so in my opinion, even gods have no right to intervene in their lives."

"Although sometimes I have to take action, as a god, I must fulfill my responsibilities in protecting my own people. Speaking of which, it seems that I did not voluntarily sit in the position of the God of Wind back then."

"After overthrowing the rule of the Demon God of Fierce Wind [Decalapian], I accidentally inherited His divine power and blew away the blizzards and hurricanes that covered Mond all year round. The Demon God War was not over at that time, and the demons from all over the continent of Tivat were still clashing for land."

"Mond is no exception, but Diecarapian, who is most likely to win, has been defeated, and Andreus, the second candidate of the Wind God, has also given up the battle for the throne because of his own reasons."

"In the end, I, the unemployed guy, took the position of the Wind God. Those demons who died in the Demon God's war have no time to envy them."

The tone of speaking gradually became relaxed, and Wendy had inadvertently changed back to her usual appearance.

"Oh, I really don't know, how did you know this from this guy? It obviously happened thousands of years ago, but you seem to have experienced it personally."

"When you first met, you could recognize me at a glance. I thought you were sent by [there]. Later, I realized that you had nothing to do with [her] at all, and you were a kind-hearted guy."
Chapter completed!