For Loren Hill, singing was not difficult after studying with Lady Philia, but she still preferred to sing alone to express her emotions. If you perform in public, you have to take care of everyone's preferences. It's not annoying, it's just a little more restrained and a little less comfortable.

But it's okay to vent your emotions and thoughts to the outside world once in a while.

Light-colored leather shoes stepped on the steps, revealing white socks, and Loren jumped up slightly, and then gently landed on the roof of the carport, to the surprise of the poetess who was originally on top of the carport, and then the blue girl with two ponytails stretched out her white wrists.

"Can you lend me the piano?" The girl's voice was clear and ethereal.

"Good...... Good. The bard passed the Sitter in his arms with a little surprise, and then jumped off the roof of the car, leaving the girl alone. The crowd below looked at the elf-like girl, their eyes wide in anticipation, ready to listen.

Loren Hill plucked the strings, and a few pleasant echoes came from the wooden box of the body.

What should she sing, Loren Hill thought to herself, and it stands to reason that she should sing songs that praise battle, heroism, and passion. But after a little hesitation, I didn't want to, and if I didn't like it, I didn't like it.

She doesn't like to fight and kill, and everyone can sit down and live happily together is what she wants to see. I don't know if I can do it, but she still wants to convey the kind of beauty she expects in her heart.

As the idea changed, the notes in the hand slowly changed, and finally, a soft and light music sounded around the campfire.

At first, it was the plucking of the strings, and then the song sounded like a spring of water.

It's time to begin

The world of the night moved

The little dot is flickering

Spin, turn, that gorgeous dance move

Welcome to the forest

The clear singing gradually drew everyone's minds into an ethereal and mysterious world, a secluded forest of fireflies, in which flowers bloomed in the moonlight, and a few small figures danced among the flowers, with butterfly wings and waving fairy sticks scattered with starlight.

Sometimes it's a little annoying

Sometimes pranks

It's magic, anyway

It's on our side

Come and multiply the three rhythms

Chase away your worries and welcome to the forest

The girl's eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her soft and waxy voice was ethereal and pure, and everyone's hearts seemed to be like orchids in the moonlight, swaying slightly in the night breeze.

The world of the night sounded

This heart is freer than anyone else's

Gently swaying this fluttering whirling dance

Welcome to the forest

As the strings are plucked, the dots of fluorescent fluorescent light slowly dance in the air, adding a serene beauty to this noisy world, and then these dots of fluorescent light chase each other, surround each other, and slowly turn into emerald green butterflies.

Look that way, look this way

Looking for something to relieve boredom

What's next?

Let me use my brain to think about it

It's so incredible these days

That's not bad

Alright, come to the depths of the forest

Emerald butterflies fluttered all over the sky, landing on the shoulders of maidens, on grassy fields, on burning flames, and on people's hearts.

Tiny seeds began to sprout, branches and green branches spread across the earth, and they grew unrestrained and unrestrained, and the small branches continued to climb up, slowly changing from small trees to large trees with dense shade.

The fire was covered and extinguished by the green branches and leaves, and the whole venue was plunged into the forest, and the vines were erected and connected between the branches, and the blue orchids blooming on the vines emitted a little fluorescence, decorating and dressing up the whole venue.

The cold moonlight shone from the sky, swaying between the shades of the trees, and the girl's long blue hair was also plated with a layer of pale silver, and the stage like a fairyland was formed.

The floral scent envelops the body

Stroll through the place we have been waiting for for a long time

Let's dance with fantastic joy

The moon is dotted with small patches of stars

It was in this place that we were face to face

Let's dance gorgeously and intensely

In this stage where time passes

...

The originally noisy venue was quiet, only the girl's light singing voice surrounded the forest and the moonlight, washing the deposited anger, the fanatical gaze slowly softened, and the restless heart gradually calmed down.

It turns out that in this world, there is more beauty than fighting and killing.

How long has it been since this calmed down? The old shaman looked at the girl who was singing with the harp, and his thoughts seemed to drift to the distant past.

Orcs with a variety of characteristics, they also lived in various parts of the world a long, long time ago, with snow-capped mountains, leafy forests, tranquil lakes, flowing rivers and sunsets, and endless and distant skies.

When did everyone become so narrow-minded?

As if fighting has become the whole of life, is dying in the process of killing really a kind of happiness?

Is there really only one choice in life?

The Fanged King Kedaren only taught the orcs how to fight, but did not tell how to live after the battle. Because he spent his whole life in battle, must future generations also spend it in battle like him?

Questions that had never been thought of before began to emerge in the great shaman's mind, and a whole new angle and world began to creep through his mind.

Perhaps for so many years, their minds have been in a narrow spiral, ignoring and forgetting a lot of things.

The world on the grassland is monotonous and boring, and the lack of diversity leads to the same in daily life, and for a long time in such a closed and monotonous world, the mind is unconsciously influenced by it and alienated, becoming extreme and narrow.

Just when the old shaman was immersed in the reflection on the past, the singing in the audience finally came to an end and slowly came to an end.

Let's dance gorgeously and intensely

In this stage where time passes

The clear and beautiful singing gradually stopped, and the many spectators in the venue still did not move, still immersed in that wonderful world and beautiful dreams.

Until a heavy fruit fell from the branch and smashed on the shoulder of a wolf-eared spectator, who picked up the green and plump fruit in the grass, and when he broke it, the light red flesh gave off an alluring fragrance.

As soon as you bite into it, the overflowing and sweet juice fills your mouth, making you feel refreshed and shocked.

Looking up, the emerald green branches are covered with red, green, and yellow colorful fruits, which are crystal clear and full, and people are lovely.

The breath of harvest permeated the exclamations and joys of everyone, like a fairyland in a fairy tale.