The Bard Academy is full of petty bourgeoisie compared to other colleges. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

There are no fighting places here, there are no weapon racks and armor racks, only flowers, wine, poetry, harps...... So to get into the Bard Academy, you don't need to have strong martial arts skills, very deep knowledge, but you need to have a mouth that can speak.

At this point, Nasus encountered the biggest challenge of his life. Because he has neither a well-known legend nor an explosive appearance, the only capital he relies on is his "musical talent".

The Bard Academy's entrance test instructor was a halfling named Gargamel, and his compositions such as "The Thorn of the Rose" and "The Melancholy Compound Longbow" were widely loved by the aristocracy, and all the nobles who listened to the songs were fascinated by the romance contained in the tunes. Gargamel was known for his delicate and sensitive glass heart, and even earned the nickname "The Nightingale with Folded Wings".

The kobold's test didn't start well, and when he revealed the dog's head under the black robe, the halfling clutched his chest and let out a miserable scream: "Oh, what did I see? A kobold, get out of here, dirty thing! ”

The turn of events frightened Nasus into standing still.

The dogheads should be grateful to their deity, Kurtumak, who luckily has Helway as a companion. Seeing that the situation was on the verge of getting worse, Helway hurried forward to defend him.

The first to bow is a standard action that even the most demanding court etiquette can hardly pick. The bards were a group of people who had studied this way deeply, and they saw that this salute was as shocking as the warrior saw the top fighting skills, so the panicked attention of the crowd immediately focused on Helway.

Helway looked up and smiled, revealing a face that was weak and charming, but revealing a generous and intellectual beauty.

It's the face of a career that all bards dream of. Despite the envy and jealousy in their hearts, their professionalism compelled them to respond with more grace.

Helway's slight smile calmed the situation. At this time, his tirade began.

"Perhaps, you think he's ugly,"

"I've been thinking about the question: Why is the pursuit of beauty declining with a group of people who wander around the mainland and spread the idea of beauty?" Helway frowned at his thin eyebrows, and his serious look made the people on the field start to think about what he was talking about.

"I think we are ...... have fallen" was a lot of discussion in the audience, and no one wanted to use the word "degenerate" to describe themselves.

"Don't admit it? Then why did some bards not hesitate to join the aristocracy and sing praises for them; why some bards are so unbearable that they abandon their journeys; Why do some bards bend their backs and bend their backs just for the gold coins? The bards present were speechless, and the phenomenon that Helway spoke of did exist.

A whispered retort came from the crowd, "It's not necessarily like this......"

Helway quickly picked up, "I think so too." I found this guy in an orc tribe......" he pointed to Nasus.

"He was singing loudly, and I asked you what you were doing? He smiled and said to me that I was following my dream...... He said that in order to appreciate music, he gave up the great future of the inaugural warrior, gave up his stout and charming girlfriend, and gave up the glory of the whole tribe...... was even expelled by the tribe and left homeless......" Helway didn't even blush when he made up lies, and he was extremely smooth.

"I was touched by his rough and raw emotions, and his simple and pure timbre was the biggest takeaway from my journey! So I brought him here to further his education...... It's a pity......" Helway shook his head and sighed, looking like no one had any eyes, which made the faces of everyone on the field hot.

Then he changed his depression and raised his voice: "Maybe now, you still think he is ugly......"

"That's because you don't understand his beauty......"

After listening to Helway's speech, all the bards were touched. Especially with Halfling Gargamel being the most intense, because Shicai is the one he scolds the kobold, and Helway's tirade is simply a direct slap in the face to him. But at this time, he didn't care about being slapped in the face, what he had to do was to save it, otherwise today's events would be teleported, and his reputation would be completely ruined.

He quickly jumped out and applauded, "Let's first enjoy the musical perception of this orc fighter." He had made up his mind that no matter how bad the dog's singing was, he would do his best to show that he was discerning.

Nasus, on the side, also substituted himself into the fighter mentioned in Helway's speech, as if he had really had the experience of chasing the beauty of music despite difficulties. His heart was surging, and he was almost moved to tears by his experience.

With a trembling throat, he shouted the first line of "The Kobold Song". This hoarse, high-pitched sound immediately made people want to cover their ears.

But almost all of them looked intoxicated, and they thought to themselves that what they were tasting was not the mere music, but the sincere feelings inside.

The kobolds' slightly trembling hoarseness is also mistaken for an expression of emotional sincerity, while various out-of-tunes are considered unique rhythmic creations.

They were all in awe.

"I can feel his sonorous and unyielding soul!" The halfling closed his eyes and said as if it was just right.

The elves next to him endured the discomfort, their elves were more sensitive and could not bear this kind of rhythm damage, but they still held on and said: "I feel that his trills make me intoxicated every time......" He supported his forehead with one hand, as if he was about to be intoxicated.

The human bard looked around, and seeing that everyone was intoxicated, he hastened to be outdone, and said astonishingly, "I feel the revelation of Miriel in my voice!" ”

Even Helway was stunned by this statement, and he was just helping Nasus build momentum so that he could enroll. I didn't expect these people to be so good at playing, and even the revelation of the god of chanting was pulled out......

"I feel it too!"

"Me too!"

All the bards had a pious look on their faces, and they longed to lean down and kiss the dog's toes. It was as if there was Miriel's true form standing in front of them.

The profession of bard likes to brag, lest the world be chaotic. If Buck was there, he would definitely sneer at these guys, wouldn't it be similar to some celebrities who were good at hype in their previous lives......

Before Nasus could finish singing his "Kobold Song", Halfling Gargamel had already jumped beside him, announcing that he had accepted this disciple, and whoever dared to stop him would be in a hurry!

How could the other bards allow Gargamel to be good at the front, and also compete to accept Nasus as a disciple and offer all kinds of rich conditions......

In the end, Gargamel made countless promises to successfully harvest a kobold! He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked at Nasus with satisfaction, like he looked at his first love......

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