Teyvat Survival Guide

Chapter 102: Self-Reflection and Meditation

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——After that, the people of Mond seemed to be very busy. The refugees were busy with post-disaster reconstruction, and ordinary people also needed to make up for the losses as much as possible due to the work stoppage caused by the wolf disaster.

The knights of the Order were busy organizing people to carry out various post-disaster matters, as well as dealing with economic gaps and various problems caused by the wolf disaster.

The nuns, bishops and monks of the church were dizzy and tried to rescue the people who were hurt by the claws or fangs of the black wolves who were sent to churches all over the place.

Naturally, they had no time to attend classes according to the original curriculum for His Holiness the Pope who saved Mond.

But Samuel was not in a hurry. In order to realize his ambition of governing Mondstadt for Lord Barbatos, he began to improve his knowledge reserves.

During the day, when he had nothing to do, he would go to the Knights' library to borrow books.

Although there were indeed many books in the Tower of Illumination in the cathedral city, he looked around and found that Sister Grace was not lying to him. They were all biblical books.

Not that they weren't important, he could never get enough of the poems praising Lord Barbatos.

But what Samuel needs right now are various books that can help improve his knowledge reserves.

While borrowing books from the Knights' Library, Samuel would always unconsciously attract everyone's attention.

After all, his original identity was there, and after he wiped out the dark wolf disaster, his glory became even stronger.

At first Samuel was a little uncomfortable, and felt uncomfortable being stared at with such intense eyes.

But now I have gradually adapted to it, and sometimes I even dress appropriately to maintain a noble image in front of everyone, which is in line with the personality of His Holiness the Pope.

Just like now, he just walked slowly into the library with a book in his arms, and he was like a light bulb, making it impossible for the people who were reading inside to open their eyes.

Ah! Is that, is that Saint Samuel? !

Oh my Lord Barbatos! He is so bright and dazzling!

Eyes, my eyes!

The people who read the book were amazed in their hearts.

If this wasn't a library, someone would have run up to him and shouted, "Praise you, Saint Samuel!" or "Saint Samuel, I am your @!"

Thinking about it, Samuel shook his head, pinched the bridge of his nose, and then looked at the nearest newspaper.

Speaking of which, there has been more talk about him in the newspapers recently than before.

Reporters from various newspapers realized that he was a walking hot topic, so they would send people to observe his whereabouts and follow him to take pictures.

For example, in which restaurant did Samuel eat and what expression he had after the meal.

When I walked out of the restaurant with a happy expression, I posted a caption: "A restaurant praised by His Holiness the Pope!"

Then ask the restaurant for promotion fees.

When he walked out of the restaurant with an unhappy expression, he posted a caption: "His Holiness the Pope finished the restaurant with an unhappy expression!"

Then ask the restaurant for promotion fees.

As for why there is a promotion fee for writing like this...

"If you don't give me promotion fees, I will send out this report."

Probably that's it.

Samuel, who would pay attention to the newspapers published by various newspapers in Mondstadt from time to time, obviously also noticed their shameless actions.

So when a reporter took a secret photo of him.

He was talking and laughing politely with Miss Giuliana beside him.

...while quietly using the wind to pull down the other person's pants.

Oh, yes, he had confirmed it specifically.

This reporter was the one who wrote the explosive headline at that time.

Maybe I have forgotten some of them, so let me remind you.

The title of his report was:

"Shocked! Saint Samuel and someone who looks like Lord Barbatos actually did this in the sky above Mondstadt!"

So Samuel did not act on impulse, but had planned it for a long time.

Didn’t I tell you that my pants flew off? Let me let you experience it for yourself... Samuel thought with his eyes narrowed.

After stripping him, he pretended to know nothing and left with Miss Giuliana, chatting and laughing.

The reporter was left shamefully pulling up his trousers, wondering why they had suddenly fallen down, and wondering if his belt was not tied tightly enough.

When he came to his senses, he found that he had lost it.

However, Miss Giuliana would occasionally confuse His Majesty, who originally had no topics to talk about, and suddenly she would smile and tell her something interesting.

But she doesn't care, whatever His Majesty does is fine.

At night, when Samuel returned to the courtyard of the church, he would take a book and read with his white vertical pupils lit up before going to sleep in his room.

Well, the vertical pupils that symbolized his noble dragon bloodline were used by him as night vision goggles.

Tevarin, the "Dragon of the East Wind", would occasionally fly to the church district and ask Samuel to fly a few laps with him to play, and to see if this "future Dragon of the Wind" had grown up.

I found that he was still the same, not a single hair had changed.

This made a certain Fenglong who had been expecting it on his own initiative very depressed.

Why haven't you grown up yet?

So it roared loudly in dissatisfaction, and the majestic and magnificent dragon roar resounded throughout the church district.

Let’s not talk about the problem of disturbing the public, let’s just say that there is a rumor that suddenly appeared in the residential area near the church district:

"His Majesty Saint Samuel is an elemental dragon, and every night he emits a dragon roar that shocks the heart!"

Although the monks and nuns in the cathedral city also tried to explain: "That was the roar of the East Wind Guardian when it came to find Your Majesty."

But the residents still firmly believed that His Majesty Saint Samuel was a noble, sacred and solemn elemental dragon.

Well...from a certain perspective, it seems to be true.

Thinking about this, Samuel, who had been filled with books all day, lay back on the bed in the room after flying a few laps with Tevarin, looking at the ceiling in deep thought.

The more he read those books, the more he admired Lord Barbatos.

His so-called modern scientific developments are actually not applicable to Mond.

On the contrary, Lord Barbatos' method of letting people explore on their own, and then correcting or protecting them if they took the wrong path or encountered disasters, was very successful.

Because from the development history of Mond, concepts such as knights and the church have been deeply rooted, and people have not even completely eliminated their perceptions of the old aristocracy.

If you try to force development yourself, it might backfire.

And from the poems praising Lord Barbatos, it can be seen that He may not need a drastic reform of Mondstadt.

Now, this free country that is leisurely, peaceful, free, and famous for its fine wine and poetry is what Lord Barbatos wants.

If Samuel made changes on his own, He might be unhappy...

The more he thought about it, the more conflicted the little slime became.

He wanted to prove himself to Lord Barbatos, and wanted Him to see the harmonious and peaceful Mondstadt governed by him after he woke up, and praise him for a good job.

But if I don't do it well and Lord Barbatos is unhappy, it would be better not to do it.

It seems that the things he originally thought of are unlikely to work, and he needs to find a new method.

Or... let's go talk to Captain Qin tomorrow and see what she thinks.

Thinking of this, Samuel looked at the slowly flowing wind in the sky outside the window illuminated by the bright moon and sighed.

Then he covered himself with the quilt and prepared to fall asleep.

…Good night, Lord Barbatos.