I am a god in another world

Regina plucked the harp with her fingers and said, "I have not been able to do anything meaningful for you in this operation. The only thing I can do is to describe the story here in a poetic way so that more people can know and sing it. I have basically conceived it. If you agree, you may as well listen to it."

"Okay, we have been looking forward to Miss Regina singing for a long time." Gavin was very happy. This is simply a good thing that fell from the sky.

Although Regina did not really perform along the way, her plain singing was very pleasant and seductive.

If it passed through her mouth, it would become a natural advertisement once it was sung, expanding her reputation and helping herself to attract employees to come to her door.

"Please." Daniel would naturally not refuse the opportunity to listen to an extraordinary bard show his talent.

In Faerun, music and poetry are magical.

Especially when performed by bards, it can inspire people's potential and combat effectiveness.

Regina's instrument is a harp, a magic harp.

It has three forms.

One is the size of a fist, and is used as a waist ornament by Regina.

One is a harp guitar, which can be used as a violin. Just like a guitar, it can be played directly in the arms. It is the one Regina uses most often, and it does not affect her use even on horseback.

The last one is in its complete state, a standard golden harp, standing on the ground, taller than Regina, just right for standing and playing.

In Faerun, the harp is known as the king of musical instruments.

It has this title not only because of its complex structure and difficulty to learn, but also because of a wide range of tones, and one harp can replace several musical instruments.

It is also because of an organization - the Harpers.

This kind organization has an excellent reputation in Faerun, especially in the North. They have many famous members - the legendary archmage Elminster, the black staff Kalben Oroson, the storm silver hand, etc.

The good deeds they have done are too numerous to mention, and the number of people who have received their help is too numerous to count.

It is precisely because of the existence of this kind organization that those evil forces cannot run rampant in Faerun.

This organization is rich in bards, and many of them admire and like to use the harp as a musical instrument. Many people naturally put the harp on a high status when they love the harp.

Therefore, in Faerun, using the harp is a troublesome thing, especially for bards.

Many people can't help but associate it with harpists.

The greater the reputation of harpists, the more enemies they have and the more difficult they are.

Over time, real harpists rarely use harps as musical instruments in front of people. Some counterfeits, in order to show themselves, will use harps as musical instruments.

The one in front of you is a genuine harpist who uses the harp.

Watching Regina's performance is not only an auditory enjoyment, but also a visual enjoyment.

She didn't just stand there and play the harp, but danced around the harp.

When the harp was plucked and the poem was sung.

Everyone's emotions were involuntarily aroused.

Even the parties involved could not help but immerse themselves in the poetic story she wove.

There, Esther was a gentle and virtuous wife, loyal to love and her husband, and endured humiliation for her daughter.

Amanda was beautiful and pitiful. She had lived in a misunderstood environment since she was a child. She did not receive any fatherly love, but was only hated and tortured.

Sir Cologne Fel was a poor puppet, a puppet manipulated by the evil god. He was twisted by jealousy and hatred, and he brought his tyranny as a husband and father to an extreme.

When all this was laid out, when the tragedy came, everyone could not help but shed tears and felt sincere pity for the mother and daughter.

And when revenge came, it was so satisfying.

But when it was discovered that all this was calculated by the evil god, and the poor mother and daughter became the new playthings of the evil god like their father, it was so heartbreaking.

When Gavin, with his endless brilliance, broke through the darkness, broke through the cycle of immortal revenge, and rescued the suffering mother and daughter, it was so gratifying.

Even Gavin and his friends, who were the parties involved, were fascinated by what they heard, and their emotions fluctuated, not to mention those who were unaware of the situation, who were probably more likely to be aroused.

Among the audience, the strongest reactions were naturally Esther and Amanda, who were the personal experiencers of the whole thing.

Under the seduction of Regina's poetry, it seemed that they had experienced it all over again.

Not only was Amanda gritting her teeth, her emotions were out of control for a time.

Esther's emotions also began to become extremely unstable, and the negative energy in her body surged. For a time, she could not maintain her entity and had a tendency to transform into a spirit.

At this moment, a warm feeling came from her right hand.

Turning her head, it was the young man named Gavin * Nott who was quietly pouting at her.

Looking in the direction he pointed, the three paladins seemed to be immersed in poetry, but their war hammers were placed horizontally on their knees, and they seemed to be observing her and Amanda from the corner of their eyes.

Obviously, these paladins would not simply believe Gavin and Esther's words. They needed to verify for themselves that they were no longer evil spirits.

Once they lost control, the situation would be completely out of control.

This made Esther pour a bucket of cold water on her head, and she immediately restrained her emotions and suppressed the surging negative energy.

At the same time, she reached out to hold Amanda, and then she realized that Amanda had returned to normal first.

Because there was a big hand that held Amanda first.

Amanda lowered her head, staring unblinkingly, holding her big hand, feeling the warmth coming from there.

What a warm hand, what a big hand, what a rough hand.

This was a scene she had never dared to dream about in countless midnight dreams.

Because she was abandoned by the gods, she was born with a curse, and she brought countless censure and humiliation to her mother.

In her life, there is only her mother, only her mother.

But now there is one more hand, one more person.

But can this hand really hold me like this and be so warm all the time?

Will he be like that man, who would raise his whip or belt because of his own little mistake?

This thought made Amanda feel infinitely frightened. She couldn't help but hold the big hand tightly, fearing that if she let go, she wouldn't have a second chance to hold it.

One big and one small, the temperature of the two hands is obviously different from that of ordinary people.

Although it is not as cold as a corpse, the body temperature is at least several degrees lower than that of ordinary people, and the temperature difference can be clearly felt.

The heartbeat is also obviously slower and slower than that of ordinary people. If you don't feel it carefully, you may not even feel it.

It is estimated that this is the impact of negative energy.

The soothing effect was even better than Gavin imagined.

First Estelle calmed down, and then Amanda. Her reaction was a bit beyond Gavin's imagination. Not only did the little hand that was held hold his back, but the other little hand also came up, and even the touching poem was also He stopped admiring it and just stared at Gavin's hand.

It almost made Gavin wonder if flowers were growing on his hands.

When Regina finished playing and Gavin was about to applaud, Amanda held on tightly and refused to let go.

In desperation, he could only make do with a few pats and said loudly: "I have known for a long time that Miss Regina is a master in this aspect, but I didn't expect that she is so masterful. I'm afraid she is the only one in the entire valley." I can’t find anyone beside you.”

"The sound is amazing, the dance is amazing, and the song is even more amazing." Darnell gave a thumbs up and said sincerely, "It is not something that ordinary people can do to create a new song and dance in such a short time. ”

"Thank you." Regina bowed humbly and said, "Due to the rush of time, this poem still has a lot of room for improvement. You are all participants and have more say. If you feel it is inappropriate, You can put it forward and I will make further adjustments and improvements.”

Gavin nodded solemnly and said: "Miss Regina, this poem is good in every aspect, except for one thing I don't agree with. Why does Mr. Darnell and the others not appear in it from beginning to end? The situation here, you It’s most clear. If it weren’t for Mr. Darnell and the others to eliminate the ghosts in the manor in advance, and if he hadn’t selflessly shared the information I finally found, it’s hard to say whether I would have succeeded.”

Darnell didn't react much to Gavin's words. His two apprentices looked at him with obviously softer eyes.

They were aware of this problem just now, but they were the parties involved after all and could not ask this question.

"This..." Regina's beautiful face showed a trace of embarrassment. She couldn't say that she did this intentionally.

Because doing this certainly demonstrated Darnell's selflessness, but it also had a certain impact on his reputation. After all, it showed that he failed in the matter of Vizeme Manor.

Darnell waved his hand magnanimously and said: "Brother Gavin, all poems need a protagonist, and only one protagonist. Some unnecessary characters can be added without adding them. In this matter, The role I play is not as big as you think. Even if we don't take the first step, Mr. Gavin can still solve it with his ability. It's just a little more troublesome. There is no need to be particular about poetry. I think this is the case. very good."

"But..." Gavin wanted to say something else.

He was interrupted by Darnell waving his hand and said half-jokingly: "Brother Gavin, you have to let me speak so straightforwardly. I have a certain reputation in the valley, especially when it comes to dealing with ghosts. You have to let Regina Miss, if you incorporate me into your poems and use me as a foil for you, wouldn’t it make my worth plummet..."

Gavin was stunned. He only thought about fairness and justice. He really didn't think about it in this aspect. He hurriedly said: "I'm sorry, that's not what I meant..."

Darnell laughed and said: "Of course I know you didn't mean it. It was just a joke. The opportunity will be left to you young people. You need this more than me, especially the Vizeme Manor. If you want to rebuild it, you need a reputation." , don’t refuse.

I just hope that when we come to Vizeme Manor again in the future, we can have a free glass of wine, and we will be satisfied. The crystal wine produced by Vizeme Manor is currently the only one in the valley. No one can surpass it, but I have already I haven't been able to drink it for more than two years. "

Gavin borrowed Po Xia's donkey and didn't worry about this matter. The parties concerned didn't care, and he didn't care about monopolizing the reputation. He patted his chest and promised: "After the wine is brewed next year, I will send a car to the husband as soon as possible. Don’t refuse then, sir.”

"How could I refuse such a good thing? We are committed." Darnell readily agreed.

"It's a deal."

"If you want to drink Vizeme's crystal wine, you don't have to wait until next year." Estel gently interrupted, "There is a stock in the manor's wine cellar, and the quantity is quite large. They are all the best years and the best quality."

"The manor has a wine cellar? Why didn't I find it?" Gavin asked in confusion.

He had previously turned the main building of Vizeme Manor from inside to outside, and he wanted to dig through the cracks in the wall, but he didn't find any traps or anything like that.

Daniel also showed the same expression. Although he didn't look so carefully, he did not find any traces of the wine cellar.