Behind Kira, the two walked down the deserted street.

The rain stopped, but the sun covered his face.

The figures who had been hiding behind the doors and windows to peek were curled up in fright by the knock on the door, and could only hear the hissing and gasping of the houses on the street.

Sean was puzzled as to what the trials were all about, why he was subjected to them, and when did he start them.

Because he became a panda, he was beaten by Nyvon Moore, and he turned back into a human form and fell into a coma, so what kind of state is he in now?

When leaving the world called "Tang Xia", Sean overturned his previous conjecture in his heart, and the world here is not a virtual, constructed fantasy world.

Poet, named Kira.

Sean had met him once, in the room where he first met Nyvenmore.

Kira loves love poems, and most of them are about the woman she likes.

It was written as love, but it was difficult to speak, so he had to keep appearing beside the woman and accompany her to do all kinds of things.

Took her on horseback, listened to her complain about all kinds of trivial things, just for a smile on her face.

Sean had only heard Kira's poems, which were very different from what he heard in the tavern, a man who was full of yearning and willing to give everything for the woman he loved. One seems to be hurt by love, and the pain is unforgettable.

Having never seen Kira, Kira was just one of the many souls in Nervemore's body, like the various souls in Sean's body.

Some souls died at Sean's hands, and after death, souls were imprisoned in Sean's body, like Cindy and six thoughtless soldiers.

The outsiders were forcibly stuffed into Sean's body by Nyven Moore for unknown reasons, such as Wayid, Trixis, and Oya, etc.

Walking through the city now, it is more like substituting yourself into the life of those souls, but this time you are alone.

Sean wondered if the person in front of him would be the Kira he had ever met, with the same name and a poet.

Grabbing Kira in front of her, her trench coat was a little greasy.

Kira, who turned around, carefully asked Sean what was the matter, his face was very flustered, in this silent street, could there still be danger?

"Kira?"

Sean felt that he could not go any further, and the poet promised to take him out of the city, but for half a day, the street still did not come to an end.

However, the movement on both sides of the street was silent as the two stopped.

"Kira, who are you?"

"Poet, troubadour."

After saying that, Kira made a look and asked Sean to follow him quickly and not stop.

Sean grabbed the void and had to follow quickly.

The movement of the two men was like a switch, and as they walked around, the quiet houses began to sob, fear, hysterical low whimpering again.

Sean took a few quick steps and walked to a position alongside Kira.

The poet in front of him, his teeth clenched, kept trembling, as if he had promised Sean something, he was taking a big risk.

"What's the name of the city? Why is there only sound in the surrounding houses, but there is no one in the streets? ”

I saw Kira's pupils dilated, and she looked at Sean in fear.

But seeing Sean's unyielding look, he had no choice but to say, "Don't say more, I'll leave here with you quickly." ”

"I'm curious!"

Sean still followed Kira, and he couldn't stop by words, the ghost knows how long a straight street is, and he hasn't seen the end so far, but the surrounding houses are different, otherwise Sean really thinks that he has been walking on a street that he can't walk out.

"You have a woman?" Sean asked.

Kira turned her head to look at Sean suspiciously, not understanding the meaning, what could be more important than getting out of here?

To put it bluntly, how do you feel that people are a bunch of animals pretending to be stupid?

"How are you and the woman on horseback?"

"You ······" Kira stopped, grabbed Sean's shoulder with her fairly clean hand, and asked in a bit of a panic, "How do you know?" ”

When Sean saw Kira's appearance, he knew he had guessed correctly.

He knew that the woman on horseback was nothing more than a poem sung by Kira at that time, and he was going to ride a horse to pick up the girl he liked.

In the tavern, Kira never mentions the woman, just all the words that hurt for love.

So Kira is one of the souls in Nevon Moore's body, and this city is where Kira once lived?

"Never mind how I know?"

Sean said categorically, "Tell me about the city, about you." ”

Kira looked at the houses on both sides of the street that were so quiet because the two of them had stopped, and hesitated.

Sean waved his hand to tell him not to worry, and told Kira that he was an adventurer and a swordsman, and if he didn't have the weapons at his disposal now, even a god could kill Kira.

In this way, although there is some boasting, Sean's confident appearance makes Kira calm down a lot.

The two of them stood in the middle of the street, and Kira said slowly.

This silent city is called the city of Trento, a city named after a coin.

As the largest commercial city, the daily circulation of the city of Trento is almost 30% of the total number of coins in the entire kingdom, so Trento is named after the coins of the kingdom, and has become a dream city for self-motivated people who want to get rich overnight.

Kira was born in such a city, living in a small village not far from the city.

Worrying about food and clothing, Kira's family makes a living by providing fresh fruits and melons from the city of Trento.

It can't be said that it is rich, but it is a happy family.

Kira, who has loved to read since he was a child, is reluctant to inherit the family's small estate, although he loves the life on the farm, he wants to see the outside world.

Until one day, a troubadour dressed in a black robe, claiming to be from afar, stayed in this small village.

For the first time, Kira learns from the poet who wears a black robe but never shows up that the world outside is much bigger than the city of Trento, and that there are many wealthy cities in the city of Trento.

There is a desert with no borders in sight, but there are many kingdoms there, relying on the underground to dig water to feed many subjects.

There is that watery town, travel by a raft of wooden boats, but there is no less lively than the city of Trento.

And in that autumn, the ears of ripe rice are swaying in the wind.

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The poet's failure to say goodbye to Kira was much to Kira's dismay.

He also wanted to become a disciple of the poet, to become a real troubadour one day, to travel the outside world, and sing the world of different charms to those who could not see it.

Kira found his purpose, and he read each book more seriously.

He wanted to use more beautiful words to describe what he had seen and heard, to accumulate, and to be able to write a poem that was rumored to the world.

He also wants to learn how to use more popular sentences to make those who work hard have a good aftertaste in their leisure time.

But in the end, it was not the so-called family that bound him, nor the so-called dream.

She.

When she met the woman, Kira fell in love.

No matter what, she couldn't throw her figure, her smile out of her mind.

Kira's father, smiling and patting him on the head, encouraged him to pursue his love.

His mother, smiling slightly, was proud of her child.

Kira is torn between what he should choose, dream or love.

Every morning, Kira would come to the river.

She would take slightly dirty clothes and wash them clean.

From looking at her secretly from a distance every time, to Kira finding some opportunities from time to time to say a few words to her, the relationship between the two has become closer and closer.

On more than one occasion, Kira's father kept urging him to catch up with the woman quickly, and the man had to be bold.

The father also taught Kira the three elements of chasing girls: bold, careful, and thick-skinned.

Only by mastering these three methods, no matter how many girls can catch up.

Kira listened and nodded, but it was a pity that she still wanted to hear more from her father.

But the mother, with a strange smile, grabbed the father's ear and left.

Every day, Kira cheers herself up and meditates on the three elements that her father has given her.

It's a pity that I can speak well, but I can't say a complete sentence in front of her.

If she hadn't taken the initiative to hold her hand, I'm afraid he would have dug a hole on the spot and buried himself.

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Kira had thought that such days would last, and that one day he would be with her.

But with the change of the city of Trento, nothing will come back.