Chapter 9: 9

“We are here, and the plays of the past are fresh in my mind . ”

“Empires Rise, prosper and sink . ”

“People pass on from generation to generation, regardless of strength . ”

“The flames of disaster have destroyed one town after another, new life alternated, hard to count . ”

“However, the great ship rolling forward will never stop . ”

Art met a real bard, not a fake poet like him .

It’s not very well dressed . It’s about the same as a civilian .

The Bard, who was sitting under a tree and playing his harp, didn’t look very well .

The blood from his abdomen, and the torn clothes, proved that he met a robber in the wild .

When he saw art, the Bard, pale and smiling, did not seem to care about his impending death .

No, it’s not that you don’t care, but you’ve compromised .

That dim eyes, showing is calm .

Art sat quietly in front of him, listening to the Bard’s last performance .

I don’t have any medical supplies with me . I can’t save him .

Seeing art sit quietly, the Bard understood something, and his face turned red again .

After adjusting his sitting posture, he continued to play and sing:

“the tower of the empire is about to topple, and the dying heroes are recalling their hometown . ”

“Is the blackbird still singing the same song?”

“Does mistletoe grow in . . . The crown of oak?”

The Bard coughed up blood, but he didn’t give up playing .

“Their legends will be forgotten, and their once loud words will also be buried in the red dust . ”

The voice was hoarse choked by the blood in the throat, and the heart, which had lost a lot of blood, could no longer stir strongly .

“May the hero rest in peace . ”

There was a big smile on his face, and then he handed the harp to art .

When art took over the harp, the Bard lost his voice .

Hands down .

“Art was silent .

He knew that the death in front of him was not just the performance of data, as usual seen in the game .

Even if the game is true, it is still fake .

And in front of you, the reality that you can touch and reach .

Art’s eyes swept to the old Harp:

[broken cayasit harp lv13: it’s a broken harp that reposes the sorrow of the wanderer cajasit . It’s not a supernatural object, but it’s magical . 】

“although I am not a real bard, I will continue to use it . ” Art sighs .

Why is it that he can steal money from a strange businessman without noticing it, but is still haunted by the death of a strange bard?

Yat didn’t want to understand, and he didn’t want to think about it .

As he walked to the tree where the Bard was leaning, his palm touched the ground . With the soil in the inventory, pieces of soil disappeared from the ground . A moment later, a deep hole appeared .

After the Bard’s body is dragged into the cave, the number of 3 pieces of earth in the item bar slowly drops to 0, and the hole is filled again .

“Rest in peace . ”

Art finds a branch and carves words on it with a knife .

May good friend kayasit rest in peace .

Then he turned and left .

. . .

“some people are born noble . ”

“Some people are good at praising . ”

“But I’m always the end of this vein . ”

“There is no delicate face . ”

“There is no strong spirit and understanding . ”

“However, tricky is the rule of the game”

with a harp in his hand and a black crow on his shoulder, Yat sang as he walked .

This is a song from a poem collection that my predecessor once saw .

After reading poetry anthology, Yat did not like this kind of education .

Often, after being discovered by his father, he will be reprimanded, but the young Yat is not tired of it .

This is what art found out from the broken memory, a few of which can be called complete memory .

“Cunning, insignificant, but spread in the world . ”

It’s not a bright theme . If it’s true, it’s the story of a noble who is careful, tolerant and struggling .

“The cruel deception of romance is made clear by hatred . ”

“The neglected cubs, gnawing at the world woven by cruelty and lies . ”

“Against the cold fog, the black crows are whispering crazy songs . “Art suddenly stops . When he sings here according to his memory, he suddenly feels something is wrong .

Black crow? No, the image of crow appears in many poems . It is not a rare image .

Doubtfully looked at the black crow Lola on the shoulder, the other side crooked his head, also revealed doubts .

Shaking his head, he continued to sing .

This continuous journey is too boring . This poem is also used to kill time .

Just like the usual jogging, walking with headphones listening to the same .

“The black crow whispers the song of madness . ”

“This continent is a blooming orchard with ripe, delicious and juicy fruits . ”

“Crows shuttle in the moonlight, and storms roar with snow and ice . ”

“He knew the news was coming . ”

“The kingdom will disappear, and even the devil will perish . ”

“Beauty and peace return home .

“He knew the news was coming . ”

“The king of the night will rise . ”

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[gain professional basic skills]

[passive · dark polar LV1: casting power decreases by 50% during the day, and increases by 20% at night . 】

[acquire skills]

[meditation · dark night poetry LV1: mental power recovery speed increased by 15%, and deep meditation increased by 30% . ——”Some are born noble, some are good at praising . But I’m always at the end of this vein . . . ]

take a closer look, and at last Yat understands .

This poem is a meditation method belonging to the wizard . Moreover, although the level is not very high, this one is indeed a wizard’s meditation method .

He tried to open his mind .

In an instant, the whole person seems to have fallen into the deep night, at the same time, do not know whose voice rings .

“The jingle of coins swinging around the lion’s waist disturbed the sleep of the night . ”

“The spirit of the night plays the flute of death . ”

“Step deeper into the quagmire every day, and cut off their folly with the audacity of wisdom . ”

“Use their brains to stick and shape puppets . . . ”

“I am an incompetent blue blooded person, a person without honor . I only regard myself as king . ”

At the end of the song, the night that covered his spirit disappeared .

Art found that his spirit became extremely full .

“Is this the wizard? The real caster? ” Totally different from the game, no matter how strong the game is, he has never experienced this wonderful feeling . This is the extraordinary world touched by the real senses .

Looking at the two professions on the system interface, there are two professions under the column, full of skills table, Yat’s face showed a smile .

At this moment, a carriage slowly stopped behind him .

Art couldn’t help turning away .

This carriage, only from the beautiful decoration and strong horses, can tell that it is a noble’s car .

Then, the curtain of the carriage was lifted to reveal a delicate and charming girl’s face:

“Apprentice?”

Hearing this, Yat immediately realized the identity of the other party .

And this “Apprentice” refers to the wizard apprentice .

Before the official wizard, there was an apprenticeship .

There are three levels of apprenticeship, from the lowest elementary apprentice, to the middle apprentice, and then to the higher apprentice .

Looking at the girl, the crow on her shoulder is a warning signal .

Then the coachman, a woman in hard leather armour, came down from the carriage and bowed to art in front of him:

“Dear caster, our miss elty sincerely invites you . ”

“Elty?” A surname flashed through art’s head .

“He inquired,” he inquired

“Exactly . ” The woman nodded .

Art turns his head and looks at the girl at the carriage window, and the girl smiles with aristocratic reserve .

ELTI Salem golora, the Lord of the county of chorola, was one of the daughters of the Earl of glora .

And the count of Gloria, in accordance with the aristocratic system of the kingdom of Allen . . .

the official wizard .

“Art was silent for a moment . If he was a wizard apprentice, he would not hesitate to contact him . However, is it a good thing to contact the official wizard at this time?Although the other party seems to have no malice, if he refuses, it is difficult to guarantee what accidents will happen .

Although there was only one person, judging from the vigilance of the black crow Gloria, the woman was also a professional, and the girl sitting in the carriage was also a wizard of rank .

He recalled that when he met the two professionals in the tavern, the black crow Gloria was not so vigilant at all .

It means that both of them are better than the professionals you meet in a pub .

It is also true that, as the daughter of a count, she would not care to move outside with only one escort . It is impossible without strength .

Be careful .

Viscount clausedo, the memory of the cheap father’s teachings, came to mind – as a noble blue blooded aristocrat, there was little conflict between witches .

These thoughts, turning in the brain, are only a moment .

Then, in accordance with the noble etiquette, he politely and gracefully saluted the girl: “art Angus crawledo, it’s a great honor to accept your invitation . ”

The girl nodded in reserve .

Then, led by the woman who was the guard and coachman, Yat entered the broad carriage .

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