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…for the god's sake, then my tab at the Angel's Share…

[Diluc: I'll still pay the tab.]

[Venti: How can you do this to me!]

[Diona: Even the Anemo Archon is a drunk! Mondstadt is totally finished!]

[Hu Tao: And here I thought the Anemo Archon would be some awe-inspiring big shot. Turns out he's a slacker clutching a wine bottle?]

[Qingque: Wait, this little guy is Mondstadt's god? He looks like he slacks off even better than I do.]

In the real world, Venti was pleading with Gusttave, utterly sincere.

"My friend, Dvalin only lost his reason because the Abyss corrupted him. He was once the East Wind Dragon who guarded Mondstadt, and he would never hurt anyone unless he had no choice. Please, show a little mercy and give him a chance at redemption."

Gusttave wasn't all that heartless, and he put forward a deal: "The Anemo Archon's Throne and the Gnosis. Hand them over to me."

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