What life can teach us, listen more and talk less as much as possible, as if those who are born with the pedigree factor of teaching will always put this sentence on their lips, and whenever they have the opportunity, they are willing to talk to the people around them.

This kind of thing is not good or bad, maybe at the beginning, it will make the eyes of the people around you shine and immediately recognize each other, but after a long time, the prophet will probably get bored.

Because to be honest, the truth can be repeated day after day, year after year, and it only takes a little saliva, but it really can't fill the stomach.

The world is progressing every minute and does not stop by anyone or anything because it is unforgiving.

The industrious reap the fruits, the wise turn the truth into gold, and those who first spread these ideas are in a very different situation.

Some people are poor and spend their lives in a mess, and some are complacent because they have taught accomplished people, always thinking that everyone must respect themselves, but in fact, the person who disrespects him the most is himself.

Some continue to live like this, they regard this as a lifelong career, which sounds very inspiring, but in the eyes of those around them, this is the most extreme manifestation of idleness and inaction, and they can not even guarantee the minimum bread.

Of course, there are also people who find their way to survive in it, and they wander around, and when they meet people, they will tell adventure stories and strange rumors, and seriously, no one knows if these stories are true or not, but everyone is happy to hear them.

These people succeeded, because they no longer stuck to reason, so everyone liked to call them bards.

Bards love lonely romantic journeys, they need to find some material for their eloquent mouths all the time, so people have the impression that they always appear in dashing and then leave quietly.

When everyone began to miss these funny guys, they found that they didn't know when the bard left, and that funny, free, erudite, and eloquent became their specific labels.

If I want to say who can steal a girl's heart the most, I must say, it is not a nobleman, nor a knight, nor a merchant, but these guys with a low sense of existence.

Loneliness, everyone will be afraid of it, unless it is those people who are twisted in their hearts, they have done something that normal people can't do, that is, they like to be alone company.

Bards are not exempt from this, the fish can't do without the water, they can't do without the crowd, otherwise who should they go to tell those beautiful stories?

By the afternoon, the tax was raging, Randolph and his Consulate team were exhausted, and Barrow and Doggs were fighting hard with their rogue troops.

They are extremely excited, and for these guys who have the crazy factor in their bones, life should not be too monotonous.

Randolph plays the role of the good old man and carries out a policy of appeasement, while Barrow and the others act as executioners and will not be soft on those who are stubborn.

By evening, the situation had improved, and some of the nobles had finally made a statement, and they had made a gesture of support both in word and deed.

Randolph's pressure was greatly reduced, and the hooligans were a little unhappy.

Whether or not Mirel's plan was implemented or not, there was soon an answer, he was an old man, so he wouldn't be too aggressive in doing things, and he preferred to boil frogs in warm water.

It has to be said that the effect of this method is very good, the story of Roque and Helen's romantic encounter is already fermenting, is being known by more and more people, and also makes those civilians who have just been exploited rekindle their interest in life.

It is not known how Mirel did this, but he first had the swordsmen follow Piev out of the tavern, and soon after, several bards appeared throughout the town.

The story spread slowly, and Mireel never left the Goblin Tavern until the end.

"I swear, henceforth I hate Randolph even more than Enoch. ”

"Hey, don't talk about it, man, if those rascals hear it, you won't want to sleep well tonight. ”

"These damn bloodsuckers, can't we resist to the end? ”

"Haha, you think too much, don't you see that the nobles have all expressed their positions, they all support Randolph and pay a huge amount of gold coins. ”

"Don't talk about this unhappy thing, have you heard, I don't know if it's true or false about Lord Rock and Miss Helen. ”

"We had better believe only half of what comes out of the bard's mouth, these thieves who steal hearts. ”

"I think it's quite possible that this is true, and in the morning, Master Roque himself went to the tavern to receive Miss Helen. ”

"If Enoch had learned the news, I could have imagined what his old face would have become, and it was funny to think about, haha. ”

"Agreed, it must be very interesting, haha. ”

Back at the manor, Roque went straight to his bedroom, he remembered the dream he had last time, and most importantly, he was surprised to find that he had completely mastered the wizarding rules in that codex.

So, in the afternoon, he gave his whole heart to meditation.

At first, it was boring, and Roque couldn't get into the state at all, because meditation gave him the feeling that he was closing his eyes and recuperating, and he might just take a nap when he was tired.

He knew that this was a superficial cognition, and he could only say that he had not yet entered a real meditative state.

Without a wizard by his side, everything is on Roque's own, and he needs to push open the door of the wizarding world with his own hands.

Tweeted;

Whisper;

chirp;

Misty;

Buzzing;

Knock knock;

Croak;

Wow;

Twitter;

Gradually, the voices that Roque could hear became more colorful, but strangely enough, he seemed to fall into a deep sleep, his eyes closed, and his expression serene.

"Hey, hey, hey. ”

Titicaca, click.

Hiss, hiss.

Suddenly, the light in the bedroom dimmed instantly, the curtains swayed faster and faster, and some creepy sounds came intermittently.

Oh!

I saw that some ugly black shadows appeared on the beams and walls, and they were trembling and crawling, slowly approaching Roque, and the air was filled with the smell of bad intentions.

The strange shape of the bedroom Luo Ke did not know, at this time, he had already woken up, but the scene in front of him made him dumbfounded, what the hell was this place, everywhere he could see was dazzling white, and there was a strange force around him that was constantly pulling him.

"Am I heading somewhere? ”

Roque felt uneasy, feeling his body hurrying forward, and all kinds of voices in his ears kept intruding on him.

Airplanes!

As his feet touched the ground, Roque was surprised to find that the scene around him became clearer.

"Here?"

Roque looked surprised, he remembered that he had been here once, it was the same laboratory last time, and he also understood that he was dreaming again.

"That's good, too. ”

On the strange table, the codex was lying quietly, and Roque glanced at it, then moved his gaze to the bookshelf, and he thought to himself, he could do the second item of wizarding practice, reading.