Annihilated Lilith

Chapter 29 29. Bard
With the confidence of saving a lot of money, Emma decisively pulled Hayward to rent two horses outside the city of Calilia, so that the whole trip would be much more free.Riding on horses allowed them to plan their journeys farther than traveling in a caravan.

As for safety, Hayward is a warrior who has been affirmed by Mr. Milton.Emma is not worried.

While Hayward went to buy a map, Emma began to develop a serious relationship with her horse.Although they had ridden horses with Dali in the village before, they were all gentle dwarf horses with slow feet. At most, they would be taken to the hill behind the village to see wild flowers and fish in the pond.

The horse Emma chose this time is a sorrel mare, she has a pair of watery eyes, and the name of a bird - laughing thrush.

Emma put her head on her forehead, chanted the spell of mind-to-heart connection, and quickly gained her favor.

"These merchants are really black-hearted! A copy of the latest and most detailed map actually costs a silver coin."

Heyward returned, cursing and riding gracefully on her horse.She still wore black shorts, a white shirt, and a black embroidered short cloak as usual. Such a sassy attire caused her to be stared at by the girls around her when she was riding on the strong bay red mare.

But it was still worse than Lawrence, after all, no girl couldn't resist throwing flowers at her.

"Ready? Go, Cardinal."

The latter sentence was addressed to her horse.

……

All the way to the north, along the official road, the dense bushes flashed quickly on both sides.From time to time there will be smaller forks in the road, or traverse.Or branch out with claws and teeth.Not far away, there is a village with smoke from the kitchen, but it quickly disappears in the sound of horseshoes.

Most of the time, the roadsides are bare rocks and wasteland. After all, the further north you go, the more desolate you are.Most of the food and fabrics on the continent are produced in the south, while the north is rich in minerals and weapons.Even without the harsh winter, the barren soil can't breed too many crops.

In some of them, there were no plants even taller than two meters within the line of sight, only the wind kept blowing head-on from the north stubbornly.

As the sky began to fade, a white spot began to appear at the end of the road in the hazy distance.That is the city where we will settle on the first day.

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The city is neither big nor small, not as big as Calilia, but bigger than the city Emma used to go to when she was young.At least there are not only seven commercial streets.

Sure enough, as Katarina said, it was easy to find the inn run by her family.The outside of the hostel was painted bright green, with a heavy shop sign embroidered on an orange background with the red fox, the Stewart family crest.

After the receptionist saw the spice ball provided by Emma, ​​he solemnly ran to the back and called out the manager, who then took him upstairs and opened the door of a suite on the top floor.

The room is huge, with three bedrooms and a study.The decoration of the living room is also very thoughtful. It is not a luxurious style, but is based on simplicity and incorporates the characteristic elements of the city location. Local materials such as Chinese stone and rattan weaving are cleverly integrated into the furnishings, which is rustic and refreshing.

What is especially special is the floor of the room. Instead of using common wood, it uses thinned stone flakes, which are spliced ​​one by one. Although they are neatly assembled without leaving any gaps, the natural stone slabs are of different sizes and lengths. , Looking at the clouds that seem to be loose in nature.

"It's too exaggerated, manager... please give us two refreshing single rooms."

Emma stood at the door for a while, but couldn't walk in.

"Miss, please don't embarrass me. You can tell that the spice ball was given to you by Miss Stewart. When her classmates are visiting, we must bring out the best things to entertain. If you feel sorry, why don't you just watch This work is our pre-arrangement for the outstanding sorceresses of the future."

The manager smiled, put the key lightly in Emma's hand, and then quickly backed away.

"That's right, why are you being polite, this is not a particularly luxurious room."

Hayward walked around Emma into the living room, and sank into the soft sofa.After half a day of riding, her hips needed a little rest.

Emma was not in a hurry to freshen up, but walked to the balcony.The top floor has a good view, just overlooking the most prosperous business district.

The day is coming to an end outside, but people are not in a hurry to go home, but more and more people.All kinds of sounds became more and more chaotic, there were hawking, talking and laughing, and bards performing arts arranged their clothes and began to play the mandolin beside the fountain and sing beautiful narrative poems.The melody was far and near, and it happened to be transmitted to the balcony without missing a word.

This is a city that loves to have fun and really wake up after dark.

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After enjoying the exquisite dinner delivered to the room, Emma asked Hayward to accompany her down, wanting to enjoy the performance of the bard up close.The most important thing is that after listening to Bai for a long time, she felt a little sorry and wanted to throw a few tin coins into the hood in front of him.

Bards are different from other text creators. They must be uncomfortable living in one place for a long time. Wandering is the source of inspiration for their creation.

The things they wrote are called poems only because they conform to the rhyme of singing. In fact, they are all stories, which have been ingeniously exaggerated and embellished, and become ups and downs.

Compared to such short and concise works, Emma of course prefers novels that can be read in the palm of her hand.But once in a while, it feels very fresh.

After gently putting down the three tin coins, Emma stood aside quietly.The poet did notice her, and smiled at her.

After singing a clichéd tale of a knight fighting a dragon, the bard put down his mandolin and looked at Emma.

"Miss, do you have any stories you want to hear?"

Can I order some songs?Emma was taken aback for a moment, she hadn't thought about this question at all, she just wanted to listen quietly for a while.She originally wanted to grab two books when she came out this time, but was firmly stopped by Hayward, saying that it was too hypocritical.When you travel, you must enjoy the travel itself and not indulge in the stories in the books.

"Miss, do you need to think for so long?"

The poet picked up the mandolin again and played a happy melody easily.

"Tell me, do you want to hear a love story? I have many stories about knights and princesses to tell. Or if you like to be more curious, I also have a story about a noble girl who was kidnapped by a terrible monster and fell in love with him later."

"The taste is too heavy..."

Hayward's face fell, even she couldn't imagine how to have a romantic relationship with Warcraft.

"No, no, this... Miss?"

Because of Hayward's voice, the well-informed bard reluctantly passed his judgment.

"At the end of this story, under the power of true love, the monster will lift the curse and turn back into a handsome prince. How about it, would you like to listen to it?"

As he said that, the poet had already started to play, ready to sing the opening chapter.

"I don't want to hear that," Emma said.

"What?" The poet was surprised.

"I want to hear a story about Lilith."

(End of this chapter)