That's not a game

Even though his behavior just now may be very mediocre, or no one cares about his poetry just now, he still feels very open-minded.

However, when Lin Xiaoge opened his eyes, he was a little dumbfounded.

Because, originally, there were only a dozen people listening to his poems in his audience.

But now, the entire square has been occupied by dense crowds.

Under the stage, the crowd of more than a dozen people has already expanded to a mighty hundreds of people, surrounding the entire high platform tightly.

Lin Xiaoge glanced around in astonishment, and found that everyone had their eyes closed, fists clenched, and teeth biting.

They seemed to be completely immersed in the story of Lin Xiaoge's petrel and the storm, and they couldn't get back to their senses for a long time.

The poem "Haiyan" completely made everyone present feel the surging mood.

Under Lin Xiaoge's poems, everyone present did not want to be that frightened seagull, frightened sea duck, or stupid penguin.

What they want to do is the petrels who are brave enough to fight the storm!

"This poem is very good."

Suddenly, when everyone present was immersed in Lin Xiaoge's incomparably surging poetry world, a slightly cold voice came slowly.

Lin Xiaoge stared blankly, looking towards the source of the voice.

There, outside the square, a tall woman with long white hair and a long skirt walked slowly towards Lin Xiaoge.

And when she came, the crowd in the square would give way tacitly, forming a road among the crowd, bowing to the woman with a respectful attitude, so that the woman could go straight to the place where Lin Xiaoge was. high tower.

"What's the name of this poem?"

The tall slender woman came to Lin Xiaoge and asked slowly.

Her tone was so flat, as if her face seemed expressionless, and she didn't know whether she was really curious about the name of this poem.

Lin Xiaoge didn't know if the other party was really curious about the name of this poem, but since the other party asked, then as the bard who sang this poem, he would naturally tell the other party his name.

"'Petrel'."

The woman was slightly taken aback when she heard the name, "Is it called "Haiyan"? It's a pretty good name, but you've never seen the sea, so how did you know Haiyan?"

"Because it's all in my imagination."

"Really? Your imagination is really rich. If that's the case, then these few things will be given to you as gifts."

Five pure white feathers slowly fell from the woman's hands and landed in Lin Xiaoge's hands.

[Obtain feathers, feather collection progress +50%, now 60%. 】

"Eh?"

Lin Xiaoge was stunned. He didn't expect that even the wind elf could only find one feather, but the woman in front of him gave five feathers at once.

"Thanks……"

Lin Xiaoge still wanted to thank her, but the tall woman in front of him turned around and left after giving him the feather, and didn't give Lin Xiaoge a chance to thank her at all.

Moreover, just as the other party turned to leave, the bustling crowd blocked Lin Xiaoge, unable to catch up at all, so that Lin Xiaoge could only stay where he was, sighed helplessly, and looked at the wind elf on his shoulder.

"Elf, do you know who she is?"

Wind Elf was taken aback, "Poet, have you never seen her? Yes, after all, she always locks herself in that tower, and it's normal that you haven't seen her."

"what?"

"Ah what? She is Dekarabian."

Chapter 29 I want to be a poet like you!

"Dekarabian?!"

Lin Xiaoge's expression was astonished. He didn't expect that the beautiful woman who looked like a high-cold young lady would be the tornado demon god——Dekarabian.

Dekarabian, is a mother, isn't it, mother god? !

Lin Xiaoge's expression was a little weird. He had always thought that Dekarabian was a male, but he didn't expect that Dekarabian in this dungeon was actually a female god.

Moreover, the other party also presented him with five bird feathers.

This... Could it be that the other party already knew what he was thinking?

"That's right, Dekarabian, the lonely king of the tower." The wind elf nodded and pointed to the tower that was entangled by the storm in the center of the city in the distance.

Lin Xiaoge thought for a moment, then looked in the direction pointed by the elf, and saw a tower with a dome that seemed to touch the sky quietly standing in the very center of the city.

Five pure white birds were constantly flying around the tower, appearing extremely free.

And in the middle of the tower, the woman who gave Lin Xiaoge five feathers before was standing on the balcony, leaning on the guardrail, quietly looking down at the country that belonged to her.

"She...is not what I imagined."

Lin Xiaoge made such an evaluation of the extremely beautiful and noble Dekarabian.

On the side, the wind elf couldn't help but pouted, crossed his arms and said, "What? Do you think he's so pretty? Can't help but take a few more glances?"

"No, you think too much."

Lin Xiaoge couldn't help laughing, he heard traces of jealousy from the little guy's mouth.

That's right, after all, the wind elves are pure creatures like children, and it's normal for them to eat a little vinegar like children.

"Humph--"

The wind elf didn't believe Lin Xiaoge, so he turned his head and hummed.

In this regard, Lin Xiaoge could only shake his head and smile helplessly.

But the wind elf had a childlike personality. After a little bit of jealousy, he focused his attention on the song "Haiyan" that Lin Xiaoge had just sung, and asked excitedly.

"Hey, poet, how did you create the Haiyan you just sang?"

Lin Xiaoge was taken aback, then pursed her lips and smiled, "This is a secret, my friend."

"Hmph! I can guess it even if you don't tell me. You must have imagined it. You are such a genius poet. You can imagine any poem no matter how beautiful it is. Unlike me, I don't know how to write poems at all. "

The wind elf's tone was a little disappointed.Thinking about it, this little guy seems to yearn for that kind of poetic life.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaoge couldn't help smiling, gently stroked the other person's little head, and softly comforted, "Don't worry, if you don't know it, let me teach you."

Although the Haiyan he just praised was not poetry at all.

"Really?!"

The wind elf seemed to be very happy, and kept circling around Lin Xiaoge, and finally bumped into Lin Xiaoge's chest, hugged Lin Xiaoge and said happily, "Then I will completely depend on you, you have to put I teach you to be a real poet, a poet as poetic as you are!"

"Haha, of course there is no problem, just take this as your reward for helping me find feathers."

"Eh? Then I gave you a feather today, do you have to teach me today?"

"Hahaha, ok, of course there is no problem, which poem do you want to learn?"

""Haiyan"! I want to learn "Haiyan", teach me quickly... quickly teach me——"

The wind spirit grabbed Lin Xiaoge's arm, coquettishly acting like a child.

Under the stage, many audience members also showed eager eyes to Lin Xiaoge, looking forward to Lin Xiaoge's singing again.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaoge couldn't help pursing her lips into a smile, and put her fingers on the strings again.

"Okay, I'll teach you now, you have to listen carefully, my friend."

"Uh-huh!"

This time, Wind Spirit sat on Lin Xiaoge's shoulder seriously, opened his eyes seriously, and listened carefully.

Then, the young poet plucked the strings again.

Everyone couldn't help closing their eyes, looking forward to the boy's next singing.

And when everyone was listening to the boy's singing, the most central part of the city, on top of the distant tower, Dekarabian, who was still in the middle, had already arrived at the top of the towering tower, sitting On the highest throne, she quietly closed her eyes.

She heard it too, heard the boy's singing.

She heard it too, heard the song of resistance.

So, she waved her hand and gently summoned a white flying bird.

The flying bird obediently landed on her hand, emitting bursts of fluorescent light all over its body, and its tail feathers fluttered gently like white brilliance, looking extremely beautiful, just like this beautiful woman sitting high in the sky generally.

Dekarabian gently stroked Asuka's head, and Asuka tilted his head quite affectionately, enjoying Dekarabian's touch.

And Dekarabian was stroking the bird in his hand, listening to the boy's singing, and slowly took off a white tail feather of the bird.

Then, drop it from the tower.

The pure white feathers drifted with the wind and were drawn into the clouds, and it was unknown where they would fly.

But Dekarabian knew that there would always be a foolish elf who was constantly looking for this feather in the storm for a certain young poet, even if the possibility of finding it was so low.

Dekarabian continued to listen quietly, the boy's singing was so beautiful, full of a sense of vitality.

This made Dede Karabian show a rather rare smile.

Although, that smile was almost nonexistent.

"I haven't seen a storm, but I know how terrible it is."

"I have never seen Haiyan, but I know how brave Haiyan is."

"It's really...an interesting young man."

Dekarabian slowly closed her eyes, sitting alone on the tower alone, listening to the boy's singing quietly.

The song of rebellion...

Really looking forward to it.

Chapter 30 Want to learn, you?I teach you!

"One feather, one poem, it's decided! Poets, "Petrel" is the reward for the previous feather, and I'm going to find other feathers now!"

The bard's singing time was over, and the wind elf, after making such an agreement with Lin Xiaoge, excitedly flew towards the sky, feeling that he would not come back until he found the feather.

Seeing this, Lin Xiaoge couldn't help but sighed softly.

After the singing time was over, he had already asked other people around him about feathers, but no one had feathers.

Moreover, in addition to this, he also learned a piece of information.

That was the feathers of the flying birds in his hand, and only the few flying birds circling around the tower would fall off.

But those flying birds never moult, and the number is extremely rare, and it is extremely rare to drop one occasionally.

Knowing this information, Lin Xiaoge understood that it was extremely lucky that the wind elf was able to find a feather for him before.

After all, the bird's feathers can only come from the bird on the tower.

And those flying birds also seemed to be Dekarabian's pets. Even if they weren't, they had been hovering above the sky of the tower, obviously having a close relationship with Dekarabian.

Coupled with the fact that even Dekarabian only took out five bird feathers just now, Lin Xiaoge understood that Dekarabian might not allow him to collect all the feathers so easily.

However, Lin Xiaoge realized that he had made a mistake.

Because when he was looking for other rewards that this legendary dungeon might have on the street, the Wind Elf, who had just left not long ago, returned.

"Look, poet, I found another feather, and there are still two!"

The happy elf held a glowing fluorescent feather in each hand, and jumped into Lin Xiaoge's arms, just like those children who get good grades and go home to congratulate their parents.

Then, he stuffed the feather in his hand into Lin Xiaoge's hand.

"Hey! For you! For you, for you!"

[Feather collection progress +20%, now 80%. 】

Lin Xiaoge looked slightly astonished. Through the system prompt just now, he could know that these two feathers were not fake, but genuine feathers that could help him complete the stage goal.

But it wasn't this that made Lin Xiaoge astonished. What he was astonished was how the wind spirit in front of him found two more bird feathers so easily.

This... This simply gave Lin Xiaoge the illusion that "you can find feathers casually".

Under such circumstances, Lin Xiaoge couldn't help asking the wind elf.

"How did you find these feathers?"