mage's dating rules

Chapter 263 The other side of war

Coming out of the tent, Wang saw that the airship carrying the wounded soldiers was unloading the wounded soldiers in the pod.

Next to the place where wounded soldiers were unloaded was the first aid station, which was already filled with people wrapped in bandages.

There was music coming from inside the white curtain wall of the rescue center.

Wang Xinsheng was curious, so he led everyone in the rescue team to the rescue center.

Turning to the entrance of the rescue center, you can see the dwarf bard Gaines sitting on a wine barrel in the center of the rescue center, playing his pocket lute.

"The distant river bank was lit with lights/The sunset disappeared into the clear night sky/Mounted on the horse and shouldered the spear/The young Lancelot soldiers set off/The vast wilderness was silent/The soldiers were alertly searching for the enemy/Darkness There is the cold light of a long sword shining in it..."

Some of the lightly injured people yelled angrily: "Shut up! We have just been seriously injured by the undead, and we don't want to listen to this kind of song about the protagonist being ambushed again!"

As he spoke, the lightly wounded man threw the bloody cloth at his hand towards the dwarf.

Immediately more lightly wounded people threw the cloth strips out.

Gaines hurriedly said: "Okay, okay! I know! Can you play some happy songs? Can you tell me about the girl from my hometown?"

With a shake of his hand, the melody of the lute seamlessly switched to a cheerful tune.

"One summer, when the sky just dawned,

"I looked at my neighbor's house,
"I saw a dark-skinned girl,

“Pick baskets of grapes.

"I couldn't help but blush, and I felt flustered.
"I'm going to tell her."

Flint naturally picked up Gaines' tune and sang the chorus: "Hey, hey, hey, the green maples are rustling,

"In front of you, I don't know where to put my hands and feet.

"Green maple trees, dense maple trees,

"I want to sing for you."

As he sang, he clapped his hands and danced a tap dance.

Maybe Kailin's envoys danced in person to have a kind of magical power. Anyway, the expressions of the wounded soldiers who were full of resentment just now softened.

Others clapped their hands to the rhythm.

The song entered the second verse, and a dwarf nun in a white robe appeared out of nowhere and began to harmonize with the two.

When Flint saw the harmonious dwarf, he stepped forward and extended his hand, inviting her to dance with him.

Elizabeth smiled and turned to look at Wang: "Shall we dance too?"

Wang: "Ah? I don't know how. Have you forgotten the last time you tried to teach me to dance, but your feet were swollen from being stepped on?"

Just as Elizabeth was about to reply, Rosalie put her arms around her waist and pulled her to dance.

The aristocrats of Monrovia and Cosania all have masquerade balls. At the ball, the ladies can dress up as men and dance with their female partners, so the eldest among the eldest ladies like Rosalie and Elizabeth have learned it. Men's dance steps.

This time it looked like Rosalie was dancing a man's role, so it seemed like she was leading Elizabeth's lead.

Of course, the aristocratic dance of the great northern country was somewhat incompatible with this cheerful folk song, but no one cared about this.

At the end of the song, Flint touched his weak legs and gasped for air. He cursed while gasping: "Damn Kelly, you have to let me wade in this muddy water."

At this time, the female dwarf who had just danced with him looked at Flint's beard and praised: "What a beautiful beard."

Flint straightened up, glanced at the female dwarf, and boasted proudly: "That's right, this is the beard I'm most proud of. When I still lived in Minos, this beard was the best in the entire dwarf community. Beard! I don’t know how many girls are fascinated by my beard.”

The female dwarf smiled - it was a standard dwarf smile, but by human standards it was considered a laugh.She saluted Flint: "I want to dance with you a few more times, but I still have to deal with the wounded. Goodbye, Mr. Beautiful Beard~"

After saying that, the female dwarf wearing Lancelot's nun's uniform hurried back to her post.

Gaines looked at the direction she left and then at Flint: "I thought there would be a romance unfolding."

Wang: "I think so too. I also want to take the opportunity to observe how dwarves fall in love."

Flint: "What you said is right. There is nothing special about us dwarves falling in love. It's the same as falling in love with other races. Dwarf, keep playing. You see the wounded are all watching eagerly."

Wang looked at the dwarf: "How did you come up with the idea of ​​playing here?"

"I am a bard," Gaines spread his hands. "Singing for the wounded soldiers. It is the practice of bards to heal the wounds left by war. Every bard will do this. In addition, wounded soldiers Our homesickness is also an important source of creative inspiration for us.”

Wang: "What is the source of creation?"

"Yes, war and love are the two main sources of creation. Just now I thought I was going to witness an electric love." Gaines said and looked at Flint, "It's a pity that the Commander-in-Chief doesn't seem to want to develop a new love. .”

Wang: "What do you mean?"

Rosalie: "If it's a human girl, as Flint just asked to stay, the girl should be happy to stay and dance a few more songs. I don't know if dwarf girls are like this - well, I don't even know if I should use the word girl I don’t have much confidence in judging a dwarf’s age using this word.”

Flint waved his hand: "Don't mention this, dwarf, keep playing, and I'll give you a head start."

The cheerful music sounded again, and not long after, a new airship for wounded soldiers arrived.

A large number of wounded soldiers were sent to the ambulance.

They were a little surprised when they saw the scene in the rescue center.

Gaines shouted: "Don't be surprised, friends. You recovered your life and will be alive and kicking again in a few days, so cheer for surviving the battlefield!"

Flint: "Free drinks, unlimited supply!"

The wounded soldiers - new arrivals or not - cheered.

Wang scratched his head. At this time, Xiaobai climbed on his shoulder and whispered in his ear: "I didn't expect to survive the war like this yesterday. I thought we were going to fight."

Wang: "Yes, I also thought yesterday that I might have to face Erzam again today. After all, we have been fighting on the front line in the past few wars. This time, sitting at the rear, it is indeed a bit comfortable. Unexpected.”

Elizabeth echoed: "With so many high-end combat capabilities, it's normal that we don't need to take action."

Wang looked at Elizabeth and said with a smile: "You'd better wipe off the sweat. Is this mark on your chest Rosalie's breast?"

Elizabeth: "Isn't that right? She is about the same height as me, and we were so close to each other when we danced. I thought this morning that I was going to shoot a lot of scorching rays today, but up to now, the activity that consumes the most energy is dancing."

Wang laughed.

Elizabeth changed the subject: "I wonder where Elzam went."

Rosalie: "I don't know. Actually, I can't understand Erzam's actions... He didn't hesitate to use us to create such a large undead army and then throw it away. This is too strange."

Wang: "Maybe it's an attack in the east. Bring out the main force of the church, and then attack the church headquarters."

Elizabeth asked curiously: "Is there anything in the church headquarters that deserves to be transferred?"

King: "The church headquarters has sealed all the evil magic props obtained from the previous extermination of lichs in the basement of the headquarters. Maybe Erzam wants some of them?"

Xiaobai: "You mean the lich who treasures a spoon that can turn water into soup? He would deliberately make such a plan? No, no, no, he won't."

Xiaobai shook his head like a rattle.

(End of this chapter)