If you asked who the unluckiest person in Mondstadt was, every person in Mondstadt would think of the same answer: Bennett.
This adventurer's bad luck was famous. It had already reached the point where everyone knew about it.
"Thanks, everyone."
Bennett, who had fallen into a pit, was pulled out by Koji and the others.
This place was deserted and far from Mondstadt City, so even if he shouted for help, whether he would be rescued still depended on luck.
"Bennett, this pit is a little deep, but I think you should have been able to climb out, right?" Ei asked.
He had a Pyro Vision, so he was no longer an ordinary person. A mere pit trap should not have been a problem.
"I did try climbing out, but my luck was bad. When I got halfway up, I fell back down again," Bennett said with a bitter smile.
He had tried several times, but he realized his bad luck was acting up a little too often, so he could only wait for someone to come rescue him.
"At a time like this, you should actually shout for the Anemo God to save you," Koji said.
For anyone else to hear Bennett's voice, they would have to be close to this place. But the Anemo God was in Mondstadt, and he could hear Bennett's voice.
"Oh, right. Lord Anemo God definitely could hear me." Bennett patted his own head. He had forgotten about that.
"I really don't know how you managed to grow up this much when you're so unlucky, Bennett," Ei said.
"Although Bennett looks unlucky, in a way, isn't that also a kind of fortune? After all, when other people are unlucky, one small mistake could get them killed. But Bennett manages to escape danger every single time," Koji said.
Lumine nodded. She quite agreed with that. If someone was unlucky to the extreme, there would also be luck mixed in.
Bennett scratched his head. He really was lucky, since he had managed to grow up this much.
"Bennett, if I remember correctly, you're not from Mondstadt, right?" Eula asked.
"Yeah. My dads found me and brought me back from the Mare Jivari." Bennett looked nostalgic, but an unavoidable loneliness also appeared on his face.
Although he did not know his blood relatives, he knew that the family he had never met would definitely not have abandoned him for no reason.
"Bennett, do you want to know about your origins?" Koji asked.
Bennett's strength in Genshin Impact, the game, could be said to have been a set of numbers filled in carelessly. Back then, they probably accidentally overfed him, which was how they created this six-star Pyro Archon.
So much so that even after Natlan's Pyro Archon appeared, she still could not cover up the brilliance of Bennett, this six-star Pyro Archon. She even needed to use him as support.
Supports are forever, main DPS characters come and go, and then there is the eternal six-star Pyro Archon, Bennett.
"Koji, do you know about my origins?" Bennett looked at him expectantly.
He wanted to go adventuring in the Mare Jivari. He wanted to search for his origins. But his dads would not let him. After all, with his luck, they really could not feel at ease. If they let him go adventuring in such a dangerous place and something happened, what then?
"Bennett, your bad luck isn't exactly something you were born with. It's because you, as someone from Natlan, lost the protection of the ley lines. That's why you've encountered so many unlucky things," Koji said.
"I'm from Natlan?" Bennett scratched his head, somewhat surprised.
Although he knew he was not from Mondstadt, he had not expected to be from Natlan.
"Now that you mention it, Bennett's facial features really do have a bit of a Natlan look," Ei said in surprise after carefully examining him. She had not noticed before.
"In other words, as long as Bennett can receive the protection of the ley lines, he won't be unlucky anymore?" Eula asked.
"More or less. Right, Anemo God who loves slacking off? He's already under your protection, isn't he?" Koji said.
"Ehe."
As soon as those words fell, Venti, that little green guy, appeared in the wind, grinning playfully without a shred of seriousness.
"You're Lord Anemo God?" Bennett said in shock.
Who did not know Venti, the bard? After all, he was a regular at the taverns, and he also loved singing for mora beside the Anemo God's statue. Almost every Mondstadter had an impression of this bard, but most people probably would never associate Venti with the Anemo God.
"That's right. The real Anemo God, no fakes here. Bennett, are you sure you want to know the details of your origins?"
Venti's expression became much more serious, unlike his usual drunkard state.
"Yes, Lord Anemo God. Although I'm very satisfied with my current life, I still want to know who my parents were, and why they left me behind," Bennett said with a serious nod.
"Alright. I'll take you to meet the Pyro Archon, Mavuika. She should be interested in what happens next."
...
Didi Dragon-Ride. A service worth having.
"Barbatos, you only ever know how to order me around," Dvalin said unhappily. How had it ended up with a god like this?
"Hehe, Dvalin, I saw you lying around every day. You're about to get fat. It's time to get up and exercise a little," Venti said with a smile.
Their transportation to Natlan was Dvalin. In all of Teyvat, there were not many means of transportation better than Dvalin, especially when he did not cost a single mora.
"Shut up, Barbatos, you useless slacker who never does proper work," Dvalin said irritably.
"Dvalin, since you fly so fast, how about trying a delivery service in the future?"
If they did Didi Dragon-Ride, they should be able to earn a pretty good reward. Then he could happily drink wine without putting it on credit. With one grand wave of his hand, he could drink whatever he wanted.
"Barbatos, what kind of joke are you making?!" Dvalin roared.
It was a noble wind dragon, yet Venti actually wanted it to do something like that. Better to kill this Anemo God. Then no one would bother it ever again.
"Venti, ending up with a god like you means Dvalin's luck is even worse than Bennett's," Koji teased with a laugh.
Bennett scratched his head. In this situation, he had no idea how to respond.
"Exactly. I regret meeting this slacker Anemo God back then," Dvalin agreed.
"Oh my, wasn't Dvalin drawn over by the sound of my instrument back then?" Venti said nostalgically.
"..."
"I was young at the time, so I didn't think rationally."
Whatever else could be said, Venti's lyre and songs really were beautiful. Even after all these years, Dvalin still had not grown tired of them.
"Barbatos, if you acted a little more serious, you would definitely look more like a god," Dvalin said.
Venti smiled without saying anything. Why bother being serious? That was so tiring. The old man next door had already handed over authority and was basically in a retired, lying-flat state now.
If even the old man was not working anymore, then Venti was not going to foolishly become some proper god either. If there was nothing urgent going on, wandering freely through the mortal world was much better.
(End of Chapter)
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