Chapter 3: Night farce
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The end of the month of passion (June) is already very hot. Joanna and Betty, two women on both sides of the carriage, sweat constantly on their foreheads, running across their faces like creeks. The clothes on their backs seem to be soaked , But there are no traces of transparency under the cover of leather armor.
But even so, the two women who looked relatively slender and white due to the elven pedigree did not complain at all. They were firmly guarded on both sides of the carriage, and Simon in front repelled a few beasts rushing down the mountain and let the carriage occasionally Lucien, who paused in the analysis of the magic, could not help but nodded her appreciation ... "They are indeed the best local adventurer recommended by the tavern owner Hansen.
I'm a real man Chris who once boasted about his past adventures and training achievements from time to time, like a frosted eggplant, followed swiftly, and didn't want to say anything.
In the carriage, as Lucian kept closing her eyes and rested, Lina was quiet and quiet, but only occasionally coaxed the crying child. Bert Wise couldn't find the object several times when he wanted to speak, but he had no choice but to help Take out the music score in his suitcase and watch quietly.
Time passed quickly, and the sky gradually darkened. "In the evening," around seven o'clock, with the consent of Lucien, Simon chose a leeward mountain wall depression to camp.
After the efforts of three adventurers, three tents were set up with the carriage as the core, one for three ladies, one for Simon and the coachman, one for Wise single, and Lucian sleeping on a horse Carriageway
Smiling as the three adventurers kept busy, Lucien, who was laid back beside the carriage, expressed his sincere gratitude for the money. If you want to travel alone, it is best to wait to become an intermediate wizard and learn the "magic hut" After this three ring magic.
Three campers set up a good campfire and cooked food. Simon and other three adventurers were only slightly free. The two ladies went to clean the stream next to him. He sat next to the carriage and chatted with Lucien and Wise about the black magic in the south central part of the mainland. Division and vampire legend.
"It was said that in the Dark Ages, this area was indeed the domain of a black magician, but he was thoroughly purified by the church." Lucian recalled the historical books that he had read in Natasha's study room at the La Thalassa Palace. " Unexpectedly, there are so many legends left. "
Simon is more talkative than he looks and laughs: "The more mysterious things are, the more people are willing to understand and spread the word.
Also, it can scare children who do not want to sleep at night. "
"In fact, every town has a church, but most of the poor like to scare themselves." Wise dismissed the legends of black magicians and vampires.
In chatting, the two ladies walked back slowly. Their freshly washed linen-colored hair was scattered on their shoulders, wet and slightly messy, with a touch of temptation, except that Betty, a sixteen-and-a-half-year-old elf who had not yet opened up, did not have her. Sister is so charming.
The whistle sounded loudly, full of jokes, from two bards who were camping not far away, and Chris, the short man, joined them.
One of the bards simply picked up the seven-stringed harp, played a warm and romantic ballad, and looked at the two ladies fiercely. This is the instinct of a bard.
Joanna was accustomed to this scene, smiled and sat down beside her husband Simon, stirring the wild vegetable soup and bread cooked in the jar. Betty, the little girl, looked a little uneasy, and glared at the opposite a few times with shame and anger. As a result, a more intense piano sound was even joined by another bard.
"You better be quiet," Simon warned the bard in a deep voice, and if he hadn't accepted the hiring task, he would now draw his sword and walk over.
Simon's stout arms and tall stature are very deterrent. Even the two bards themselves have good strength. After weighing it, they choose to stop.
Chris hummed and said, "Simon, my friends singing and playing the piano is their own business. Why do you keep them quiet? With me, Chris here absolutely does not allow you to bully the population by strength ..." While shaking his muscles, he showed off the two-handed sword that was taller than him.
Chris's reputation is not small among adventurers and he had just trained a knight, so Simon didn't dare to answer carelessly: "Chris, you better be careful and wait until the end of this employment task." Since there are tasks in the body The most important thing is the willingness of the employer.
Balusien watched the familiar program of rogue molesting beauties, and forgot to speak for a moment. Betty snorted softly. "Because they played too badly, they were quiet."
难 "It's awful? Little girl, do you think you play better than us?" The first bard's face sank, even if she was a beauty, she couldn't slander her most proud ability!
Betty just exited in anger. After being attacked by the other side, she suddenly felt dumb, but the girl refused to lose. She looked left and right, and suddenly saw Wise, remembering that he was going to study music in Coser City, so she couldn't help pointing at him. "Mr. Wise on our side plays a hundred times better than you!"
After I finished speaking, she realized that Wise was one of the employers. How could she be involved in it, and then she looked at Wise apologetically.
Wise gentle nodded, expressing her urge to slam her.
The bard over there looked at Wise with amusement: "He? An ordinary traveler can play better than me, a bard? If he can, then I apologize to the little girl immediately, and meet You won't be playing the piano until then. "
Wise didn't answer the question, but watched the quarrel as calmly and funny as Lucian.
Seeing that Wise didn't seem to dare to come forward, the bard and Chris laughed aloud, making Betty blushing, stomping, and looking at Wise with pleading eyes.
Simon turned to ask Lucien with his eyes, and when Lucien nodded in agreement, he pulled out the sword behind him.
At this moment, Wise stood up and smiled calmly: "I have just started on the road to music, but no man can refuse the request of a beautiful lady, so I have to try it."
"Haha, don't play around with the little girl, Mr. Wise." The bard laughed mercilessly.
Wise walked back to the tent, took out the harp from the trunk, and then said nothing. It just played the song played by the bard just now. Every detail was handled with a high level of warmth and emotion. The bard doesn't know much.
In a quiet moment, when the music was over, Betty first applauded, glanced admirably at Wise, and glanced proudly at the bard.
The moaning poet is ugly. How could it be that a musician can be pulled at will? Is the owner abandoning himself and making himself doomed? Don't be so stubborn if you know it already, or change the subject to another young man!
"Sorry for the beautiful lady." He apologized hard, then returned to Chris, who seemed to be iron-faced, and cooked food in silence.
贝 Betty is very happy here, and Simon and Joanna have become enthusiastic about helping his sister and Wise who is talented in music.
"Mr. Wise, can I play Mr. Evans, haha, I mean Cannon in the D major, adapted by the genius musician Mr. Lucien · Wevens? The harp version is also very good." Betty glanced regretfully Sean, then begged Wise warmly.
Wise smiled slightly, nodded slightly, and played the melodious and melodious music familiar to Cannon in D major, which reminded Lucian of his friends, who felt Aalto. The association sent a letter back to John and Natasha, telling them what they learned about the two-month journey. "
Before entering the south-central part of the mainland, Lucian once sent it.
After playing Cannon in D major, the dinner has been cooked, and Betty is passionate and authentic: "Mr. Wise, if I haven't fallen in love with the music of Mr. Lucian Evans, I will love you."
"I don't think some musicians in Coser City have played well with Mr. Wise." Joanna followed with praise.
Wise's smile became slightly thicker, and he could be compared with Lucian Evans in Betty's mouth. He was inevitably a little proud, who was a well-known musician who was hailed as the beginning of an era.
She shook her head in a low key, and Wise turned and walked to the previous position. When he saw the smile of the "Master Noble" by Lucian, he let out a hand and laughed helplessly: "Mr. Evans, I really don't know music well.
呵 "Oh, Mr. Wise, you are too humble and play very well." Lucian nodded funnyly.
The night was quiet, and Lucien and his tents with carriages as their cores were dazzling and drowsy under the light of the campfire.
A small figure clings to the mountain wall as if a gecko, slowly crawling towards the camp below the depression in the darkness, and then waits quietly.
When Betty, the vigil at this time, yawned, he leaped suddenly and hid silently behind the carriage.
黑 The shadow opened the carriage window on the other side lightly with both hands, and then quickly turned in.
He quietly closed the window again, and Hei Ying stood up straight, showing a proud smile, which was the real man Chris who liked to brag.
"Hum, everyone thinks I am a two-handed great sword warrior who is good at frontal attack Actually, I am an excellent thief with dwarf blood! Haha, Simon, Joanna, and Betty, You are ready to accept the anger of your employer tomorrow! "
Excitedly thinking, Chris used his dark-vision eyes to look for Lucien's figure: "In my eyes, the beautifully decorated sword over there should be an extraordinary sword! Huh, no hair yet The kid dare to venture out with such a valuable weapon, it was really cheap for me. When I change hands and sell it, plus my previous savings, I will definitely be able to collect enough money to redeem the Lord! "
"Well, what about the sword? People ?!" No one looked at Lucian and Chris, who was wary of the sword, suddenly raised his hair.
When Chris turned and ran away, he finally found the long sword that he had been looking for, but it reflected a little light in the dark and stopped at his throat.
Looking at Lucian with a mild smile on the opposite side, the real man Chris softened his feet and knelt down sharply: "Master Knight, forgive me!"
只有 Only real knights can tease themselves silently!
Balussian said calmly, "Stealing is not a good habit. Do you leave your left or right hand?"
Chris's cold sweat brush would have flowed down. If it hadn't been for the long sword, he would have rushed to hold Lucian's thigh, and now he could only cry with tears: "Master Knight, forgive me, I have , I have a message to tell you. "(To be continued [this text is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 红尘 乱 韶]. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the" starter "to vote for recommendations, monthly tickets, your support, Is my greatest motivation.)