Deer Shoujing?No, it's a Wendigo!

"I understand why this penguin has so many enemies. He is so arrogant."

"What? Can't you appreciate it?"

The forest demon looked at Mr. Nauman who was a little dazed and asked.

"It's very different from the music I understand. Maybe the electors of Letania don't think it's music at all."

“Really, just talking and singing is considered music, which may be a bit difficult for us Letanians to accept.”

"But the rhythm is really great."

Mr. Nauman was at a loss as to how to describe rap.

"Ha, this is a new trend of thought."

"You can try to imitate his tone of voice. The best way to accept a new trend of thought is to join it."

Mr. Nauman followed the suggestion of the forest demon and began to try to imitate in a low voice.

Gradually, his voice became louder.

"I've figured it out that music doesn't have to involve musical instruments, what we are born with can also be a part of music!???"

Mrs. Nauman looked at her husband's stupidity and covered her forehead speechlessly. Adele also followed her mother's example and covered her forehead.

After a rap was sung, the audience was still unsatisfied.

"Do you feel unsatisfied? Do you feel unsatisfied? Then what should we say to the emperor?"

"One more song!!!"

"Emperor, I can give you little penguins!"

"Oh! It seems that some female fans can no longer control themselves. So is our emperor willing to sing for the fans again?"

"Very good! Then tonight is completely my special session!"

Then the emperor sang his past songs one by one, and everyone sang along with his voice.

There is no need for TV stations to broadcast it because everyone in the city can hear it.

In the Sea of ​​Siesta, Gloria and her beast relatives poked their heads out of the sea and looked at the city of Siesta, which was also brightly lit in the middle of the night.

"Is this the fun of people on land? Like Agor, he always likes to do things that have nothing to do with survival to consume his limited time."

Gladia seemed to be thinking of Agor's social dance. She was clearly derogatory, but her eyes were full of memories.

The setting sun rose again, and the performance came to an end.

"Finally, let us offer our best wishes to the sponsor Yajue!"

"&T^^@%^U&*@￥!!!"

Under the leadership of the emperor, all the audience uttered the words representing "blessing" along with his voice.

By the way, does it really make sense to engage in a scolding war in such a tone that other people can't understand at all?

The forest demon turned his head to look for Mostima and urged her to leave quickly.

"Don't rush me, I've already set off."

There is only one spell that plays sound on her seat, and it looks like it has just been rubbed out.

Lin Yao, who was perfectly predicted by Mostima, felt that this wave was pretended by her.

In other words, is it really good to use predicting the future in this regard?

The audience also left the venue. Lin Yao felt the echo in his blood and expressed that he wanted to take the first step.

Following the induction, Lin Yao found the Sakaz rockers who came out from the backstage and were waiting in the corner.

"Lord Wendigo!"

Six Sakaz knelt down on one knee towards him.

"Don't be too polite, what's the matter?"

Lin Yao wonders about your previous non-mainstream temperament?

"We are willing to follow the adults!"

"Emmmm..."

The Sakaz were a little uneasy.

"Get up first, why?"

The leading Sarkaz got up first:

"I was originally a mercenary from Kazdaele. My team and I chose to leave Kazdaele and go to Leitania to find a living space. After living in the infected streets of Leitania for two weeks, the bad news came. .”

"The Elector asked to hand over the infected. Due to Sarkaz's natural adaptability to Originium, the gendarmes are arresting us. We can only leave the city in the end, but the gendarmes don't want to let us go. Listen to what they say. The living medium made by Sarkaz is more popular with nobles, finally."

The Sarkaz's voice was full of sadness.

"Only me and three other brothers survived."

"We left Letania and arrived in Victoria."

"We are working in Victoria's factories, earning the minimum wages every day, and facing discrimination from others in the factory. The factory owners even try their best to deduct our results."

"One brother couldn't take it anymore. He chopped off the factory owner's head and hung it on a street lamp. He himself was sentenced to death."

"Then no one wanted us. In the end, the three of us survived with the help of young people of the same race who settled in Victoria."

He pointed at the three most immature people in the team. Compared with them who had been mercenaries, these three Sakaz could only be described as immature.

“In their homes, I saw electric guitars, I saw drum stands.”

"In a cynical mood, and with the help of our own tribe, we formed a grumpy rock band and performed everywhere."

"More often than not, we didn't even have the chance to be on the stage, and the organizers kicked us out when they saw that we were Sarkaz."

"Every time we perform, some people find it noisy and throw trash on us."

"The Siesta Music Festival is already the biggest performance we have ever participated in. We are worried that going on stage with high hopes will lead to a disappointing ending, and we are worried that we will be unable to recover."

"And when I received your blessing on the stage, I just felt that the decadence I had felt was swept away, and my unwilling blood had the courage to roar again."

"Your appearance is like a unique light that shines on us in the abyss."

"I hope you can accept our allegiance and we still have the courage to take up arms and fight for you!"

The rest of the Sakaz looked at him expectantly.

But Lin Yao only felt a little embarrassed, he didn't understand how much impact his blessing would have on these down-and-out fellow clansmen.

He just felt that they should need help.

"Then I ask you:"

"Are you still willing to return to Kazdaele?"

The three Sarkaz from Kazdel hesitated, fearing that turning back would show disrespect to their dead companions.

The three Sarkaz from Victoria were ready, but the hesitation of the three seniors made them hesitate.

The three old mercenaries looked at each other and asked tremblingly:

"Are we going back to the Kazdaele from the past?"

"No, we're going to the brand new Kazdel!"

The tall Wendigo promised to his hesitant kin,

Chapter 38 Wendigo is humble and polite

Chapter 38 Wendigo is humble and polite

"Ussel, code-named "Ruin Yuan", former Kazdel mercenary, magic swordsman, 15 years of combat experience, when he was a mercenary, he served as an attacker in the team, and he knew some magic knowledge."

"Casa, a former Kazdel mercenary and warlock, has 12 years of combat experience. He can use basic spells and learned some musical spells during his stay in Leitania."

"Kripa, a former mercenary and sentinel in Kazdel, has eight years of combat experience. When he was a mercenary, he was responsible for the team's reconnaissance, patrol and early warning tasks. He also knew a little bit about battlefield first aid."

Three former mercenaries introduced themselves.

"My name is Lin Yao, the heir to the Wendigo Court. I have a lot of knowledge."

"I won't ask you to take up arms for me, and you don't have to follow me back to Kazdaele."

"Rather than taking up arms, I think it's better for you guys to keep playing around."

The three ex-mercenaries were just ex-mercenaries, and Lin Yao didn't want them to return to the battlefield.

And the three Sarkaz from Victoria should not let go of their love and step into the quagmire of war.

Why ask them if they would still like to return to Kazdaele?

Lin Yao wanted to know whether the fellow clansmen who had left their hometown and those in other places still recognized Kazdel.

Fortunately, the answer he received did not disappoint him.

They should return home when Kasdale emerges from the quagmire of the Civil War.

"I have a friend from Letania. He should have some books on Letania's magic. I can get them for you."

I usually get a lot of magical knowledge about Letania and music from Mr. Nauman, which may come in handy.

The Sarkarz were also slightly relaxed after learning that they could not return to Kazdaele. Having the courage to pick up the sword again does not mean that they have the same body and strength again. They were happy but also very disappointed.

When they turn their backs on the battlefield and give up their swords, staffs and flags, they are no longer warriors.

After giving some funds to the violent rock band, Lin Yao made an appointment with them to meet at the black market outside Siesta City in the afternoon and then parted ways.

"By the way, when do you plan to leave for Letania?"

Asked the forest monster who had chased Canelian and the others.

"We plan to stay for a few more days now. After all, the Obsidian Festival lasts for half a month."

Mrs. Nauman answered as she hugged Adele who was sleeping.

"Nauman, you should have books related to Leitania's music and spells?"

Mr. Nauman nodded, looking curious about what the forest demon wanted to do.

"My fellow clansmen are very interested in the rhythmic spells, and they have learned the musical temperament spells in Leitania for a period of time."

"Later, due to some reasons, I left Leitania without fully learning it."

The Naumanns, who were of the upper-middle class in Leitania, naturally knew something about the evil deeds of the Elector, and were quite sympathetic to the plight of their fellow forest demons.

Although music magic is the product of the Letanians' fusion of magic and music, they can use magic to play music when there are no musical instruments, and they can also use the music played to form spells.

This type of spell is both ornamental, and at the same time can achieve various incomparably wonderful effects compared to normal spells.

But Laitania is not the origin of the magic of the rhythm. Very early on, the clergy of various countries discovered the commonality between magic and music.

Compared with the clergy who did not spread the music to outsiders and taught it internally, Letania spread and promoted the art of music widely.

"Yes, it's in the luggage. I'll give it to you as a gift when the time comes. I'm ashamed to say that I have learned more knowledge during the time with you but I have nothing to give you, so don't be polite to me." gone."

Actually, I didn't want to be polite to you!Lin Yao shouted in his heart.

"Speaking of which, Lin Yao, do you really plan to go on the road alone?"

Carnelian is still quite sad about parting ways with the forest monster, but she doesn't know whether it is the forest monster or the knowledge in the forest monster's skull that she is reluctant to part with.

"I plan to find a car that fits my body type and take the road. How hard can it be if it's not just driving?"

As for how to reconcile with Ms. Outcase?

He used his blood when he wrote the letter, and it should not be difficult to make a "compass" needle that can point to him through his blood.

If Ms. Outcase was not at Babel or had not come, he would have to go around Lateran from the direction of Victoria and Syracuse.

"I'll leave tomorrow, and I'll leave you to take care of Kanelian."

The forest demon said to the Naumans.

"And Kanelian, after you arrive in Letania, you should also take care of each other with the Naumans!"

Kanelian naturally understood what Lin Yao meant, and nodded solemnly, which was rare.

"Wait, did I say goodbye too early?"

He suddenly realized that he had to go get the book with Mr. Nauman and leave tomorrow. He really wanted to give himself a headache.