I can't be an NPC

Chapter 233
midsummer festival.

This is the most important festival of the dwarves.

In the street market at dusk, lights and festoons were decorated, and the lively and festive atmosphere spread to everyone's face.

Even the hard city wall full of steel in the distance seems to be revealing its soft side at this moment.

Those dwarves standing guard on the city wall with firm faces and holding battle axes looked at the warm colors in the civilian valley protected by the city wall from a distance, and unconsciously showed a simple and honest smile on their faces.

This is the city they protect.

The dwarves danced happily in the dwarf style in the lively street market.

Holding hands with each other, they circled the fire.

The emblem of Danzo's hammer is hung in every eye-catching place, and the will of the ancient sages bestows the most sincere blessings on those who enter the marriage hall today.

Singers, rare among the dwarves, sat in every corner, playing different cheerful tunes with various instruments in their hands.

They blend harmoniously with each other.

Everyone's body swayed subconsciously in the flow of these notes, and the lively celebration filled everyone's body and mind made everyone at the scene completely relaxed from the inside out.

The gorgeous dwarf girl with beard tied into two braids rushed out of the crowd and boldly invited Li Wen who was sitting on the sidelines to watch the excitement.

Li Wen didn't care, and without waiting for the dwarves who knew him to make a fuss, he put his hand into the wide and rough palm of the other party.

Only Shakespeare, who was broken in love, was left with a sad look drinking ale with his hands.

He was singing his own tune again, which only he could relate to at the moment.

Kaise kahoon main o yaara
Ye pyar kaise hota hai
Yet the merry tunes of the other dwarves kept intruding into his world, preventing him from even being sad.

Hearing the lively voice in his ears, Shakespeare simply threw the wine jar in his hand, and looked at the lively crowd as if out of revenge.

He stood up, looked at Li Wen who was being held by the dwarf girl and walked towards the crowd, and then turned his gaze to the other dwarf girls.

Dwarves are a relatively traditional intelligent creature. On this special day, they are full of beautiful imaginations about love and marriage, and at the same time, they dare not take a step beyond the threshold due to their own reserve and conservatism.

The dwarf girl who invited Li Wen was already unimaginably bold, and the remaining dwarves, male and female, were clearly separated on both sides of the bonfire.

Shakespeare broke into the crowd, and casually grabbed the violin from a dwarf beside him to accompany him, and the tunes in his mouth also became cheerful.

Aaj hi yaaron kisi pe marke dekhenge hum
Infected by Shakespeare's enthusiasm, the girls on the opposite side also began to respond subconsciously without a teacher.

Pyar hota hai ye kaise kar ke dekhenge hum
While the body was spinning, a dwarf girl hit Shakespeare like a cannonball.

"Crack~"

Shakespeare, who was finally pulled out of the dwarf girl, didn't care, and continued to sing frantically with the violin in his hand.

Kisi ki yaadon mein khoye hue
Khaabon ko hum ne saja liya
……

The female voices gathered together and responded enthusiastically.

Kisi ki baahon mein soye
Hue apna usse banaaliya
In the end, everyone's voices mixed together, completely igniting this special festival.

Ae yaar pyaar mein koi
Naa jaagta naa sota hai
Kaise kahoon main o yaara yeh
Pyaar kaise hota hai
The interweaving of male and female voices made all the dwarves open their minds, and men and women mixed together.

Even if the tall Shakespeare sat on the ground among the crowd, he stood out as if he stood out from the crowd.

The fusion around him was initiated by him, and the bustle around him seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Li Wen turned his head and glanced at him, recalling what happened next yesterday.

……

On the steps, the man's voice evoked Li Wen's imagination of love.

Hazy.

The picture is not realistic, after all, Li Wen has no personal experience of love, so the scene cannot be rendered.

But full of the love of a man full of heart.

Li Wen was not intoxicated by it, but his eyes were clear.

He finally realized why the other party's voice gave him a strange throbbing, and also understood why the other party gave him a feeling similar to Qin.

charm!

This man's natural charm is probably incredible, probably comparable to Qin's.

Charm does not mean good looks, but influence, presence, and other qualities like the protagonists of the world.

Not only for people, even for beasts, magic elements, and world rules, it also has a much higher influence than ordinary people.

Like paladin spells, mages' spellcasting key attribute is magic, and their spellcasting key attribute is charisma.

Use charm to influence others, use charm to influence the world.

If they want, they can.

It's just that the man in front of him may not have any professional ability, so he won't take the initiative to use his super charm.

So... In an instinctive form, it came out of his singing.

"The Holy Voice of Creation still echoes in the background of the multiverse to this day."

Illithids can naturally use their racial talent to freely use the power of psychic power, and humans without this talent can only be helpless against this special power?
The knowledge about psychic energy that he had acquired before was more on Li Wen's mind at this moment.

Music and language should have something in common, they should not be just vibrations in the air, but should be a unique force.

The multiverse was "spoken", the words of the gods gave shape to the multiverse itself, and the original "Word of Creation" still echoes in the background of the universe today.Is it possible to manipulate this echo in some way through music, trying to weave it into the required spells and powers.

Mages use magical spells to aid their spellcasting. Can these naturally charismatic people use music to directly affect the world?
Right now, the lovelorn man is subconsciously doing this.

All his emotional experience, through his singing directly to the hearts of the people.

perhaps……

Can you help him?
"Has anyone ever told you that your singing voice is special?"

"Of course...everyone of them said that."

The man stood up and walked down the mountain in a state of despair.

"What's your name?"

"Shakespeare..."

Li Wen looked at his back, stretched out his hand and waved to a sneaky figure not far away.

[Mission - Inspire Shakespeare! 】

……

Li Wen, whose consciousness returned to his eyes, looked at the human man in the crowd with a smile.

Until the dwarf girl's cry of pain was heard beside her ears——

"You stepped on my foot!"

"Oh... sorry, sorry..."

Seeing the clumsy dance with the dwarf girl in the crowd, a slovenly old human man in the shadow unconsciously showed a smile, and then realized that he was an enemy who refuted his own beliefs, and immediately returned He restrained his smile and tensed his face.

Suddenly, the old man suddenly looked out of the city with his old and sharp eyes like an overreaction.

That's... the direction of Echo Valley.

(End of this chapter)