Offering the apple angel's gift to the bard,

"Albedo, have you come back from the snow-capped mountains?" Kaia looked at the son of chalk who appeared in the angel's gift with some surprise.

No wonder the angel's gift was particularly silent today. All the drinkers looked at the white-haired alchemist who never drank.

This young alchemist is always studying the mysteries of the world. He is so busy that he naturally does not go to the tavern to spend time.

But if it wasn't for drinking, why did he come?

Abedo put down the glass of grape juice and looked at the cavalry captain sitting next to him. He looked a little confused and nodded, "Well, the study of snow-capped mountains lacks ideas."

Kaia took the Death in the Afternoon handed over by Charles and laughed. "Could it be that good wine can help inspire thinking?"

Albedo shook his head, "First of all, this is grape juice. Secondly, alcohol will only numb the nerves. Thirdly, someone invited me here for an appointment."

Kaiya was even more curious. Now, people from Mondstadt who want to make an appointment with the famous alchemist can line up from Mondstadt to the Stone Gate, but they are all rejected.

He really couldn't think of who got this first time.

"You don't mind if I stay and take a look at your Excellency's face." As soon as Kaiya finished speaking, he heard the sound of the wooden door of the tavern being pushed open, followed by the sound of gasping.

what happened?

He looked sideways and took a deep breath along with everyone else.

Two Albedos? !

He subconsciously looked at the alchemist sitting next to him, and before he could speak, he saw the same shocked expression on the person next to him.

"Who are you?" Abedo asked.

"In a sense, we are brothers." Jedidiah smiled and shook his head, the eyes of the fire god flickering.

At first glance, the two people look exactly the same in appearance, body shape, and even voice, but they are easy to distinguish.

Apart from the difference in the Eye of God, the latter has no traces of the former’s years.

There was a pure smile on the young man's delicate and beautiful face. It was the pure joy that a child feels from the bottom of his heart when he sees a brother he has never met before.

Jedidiah: I must let my father distinguish me from my brother!

"Brother? That's it." Abedo quickly regained his composure, but spoke significantly faster, "Did you come alone? Where did you live before? Have you had dinner?"

Jedidiya The smile became brighter, "And father, he went to buy apples and will be here soon. He used to live in the camp on Longji Snow Mountain, and now he lives with his father in the Goethe Hotel. Not yet, father said he would have authentic ones later. "Eat the Fengshen chowder."

Each of the three questions is related to that [father]. With worries about his brother, Abedo immediately became vigilant and asked, "Who is the father you are talking about..."

"Father will be here soon. By the way, my name is Jedidiah now." Jedidiah said with a smile. .

Jedidiah, the joy of the gods.

Abedo blinked and felt slightly relieved. This so-called father must be a good person.

"Hello, I'm Kaia." Kaia finally interjected, curious and a little wary. After all, this kind of father can easily be reminded of the owner of the Hearth House among the fools.

But he didn't want to bring it up now and make it difficult for Abbey, who had finally reunited with his brother, so he could only wait to meet the [father] before making any plans.

"Hello, Kaiya." Jedidiya smiled politely and sat between him and Abedo at Kaiya's greeting.

"Want something to drink? I'm treating you." Kaia asked.

"Really? Then I want to be like you." Jedidiah said with a smile.

Abedo suddenly stopped Charles and said seriously, "You are not old enough to drink yet, a glass of grape juice, thank you."

As he said that, he looked at Kaia expressionlessly, receiving a guilty smile from the cavalry captain. Want to give his brother a drink? no way!

Charles handed over a glass of grape juice, and almost at the same time, the door of the tavern was pushed open again.

"Father."

All the drinkers immediately looked towards the door, and then saw the bard holding the lyre. Everyone's expressions, including Kaiya and Albedo, became complicated.

"What's wrong? This expression..." Wendy muttered aggrievedly, and stepped aside to reveal the real person behind her, who was Phoenix holding a large basket of apples.

"It must be because Wendy, your lack of tune is already known to everyone." Phoenix easily held the bamboo basket and placed it on the counter. After looking around, his eyes fell on the two brothers with different expressions. .

A surprise, a warning.

Next to it is a little peacock of Kanriya waiting to watch the show.

"Hello, I am Arvid Amberlet." Phoenix introduced himself first.

Otherwise, why are we brothers? From the look in Abedo's eyes, one could tell that he was definitely suspecting that Phoenix had made up a random name to deceive him.

"Hello, Mr. Amberlet, long time no see. I didn't expect that you are actually the father of Mr. Abedo and Mr. Jedidiya. You obviously look very young." Kaia greeted with a smile.

Wendy glanced at her old friend's expression, took two steps back, and suppressed a smile. If he adds fuel to the fire at this time, he will definitely be beaten into a djinn sauce and become a veritable djinn chowder.

Phoenix thought for a moment. It was known that he was the father of Jedidiah, and Abedo was the brother of Jedidiah. So it stands to reason that he was also Abeddo's father?

"In a sense, that's right!" Phoenix said quite frankly, eliciting a bunch of choked coughs.

The drinkers coughed and winked at each other. Is this gossip they could hear for free?

"So, who is the mother?" Abedo asked with a dark face.

Phoenix looked serious, "I don't think Yale will mind being called mother! If he doesn't agree, I will have a fight with him."

The gossipy gazes of the drinkers turned speechless: It turns out that the child's mother doesn't know yet Do you have children of your own? What a fart! What a word!

So he must be the adoptive father!

Abedo also reacted and glanced at the cavalry captain who was enjoying the show, then at his brother who looked innocent, and finally at the adoptive father of his brother who was not very smart.

It's because he has become too small.

"Sorry, I misunderstood." Abedo sighed and said to Phoenix.

Why apologize?

The former Vulcan, who didn't understand these things, pretended to be inscrutable and nodded. He sat down between Kaiya and Jedidiah, took the special grape juice from Charles, and gave it an expectant look. travelling poet.

The bard smiled and plucked the strings.

Today he tells the story of the Dragon's Back Snow Mountain, where there is an innocent evil dragon, a perfectionist alchemist, and boring research time.

Fortunately, no matter how rough the process is, the ending is always heart-warming. The alchemist completed his masterpiece. The evil dragon slept on the snow-capped mountains. His heart never stopped beating, and a pure lamb was bred from the poisonous blood. When he was born At this time, the sufferings of the past will no longer be able to come close to him, and the joy of the gods will be with him.

"Brother Wendy, you are obviously making up your story on the spot." A drinker raised his glass with a smile and shouted to the bard.

"Yes, yes, the person involved is still here." Another drinker followed closely.

Wendy exclaimed, took an apple from the basket, took a bite, and said vaguely, "This is the best minstrel song in the world. Isn't it well composed?"

Charles wiped the cup and cooperated. The crowd clapped and said, "How come, it's a very suitable piece."

Someone took the lead, and the rest also applauded. As for whether they believed this so-called compilation, who knows?

Phoenix picked up the basket full of apples and said loudly: "Dedicate apples to the best bard in the world! Everyone come and eat!"

"Okay!"

"Oh, mine is so cute."

"Why? Yes, mine is obviously redder." "I don't believe it, unless

you let me take a bite."

Wendy mumbled weakly, "How stingy, isn't that the reward for a bard?"

The smile on his face was clearly inconsistent with the complaints in his words. He raised the apple and cheered along with the crowd.

"Apples for Mondstadt!"