"Return to the royal city? Why... He's done something that you've not done for years, or for me for years, so you just need to keep an eye on the church, and I'll send someone to bring him back if necessary. ”

"Understood."

The dark elves heard a little relief in the voice in their ears.

In fact, there is a mandatory option to tie Qiao Xiu back to the Demon Realm if necessary, but the dark elf regrets to find that she does not have this ability.

And she is still waiting to see the ending of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold".

This conversation didn't last long, the flickering light on the magic circle gradually dissipated, and the entire attic fell silent again.

The dark elf stepped down from the attic and transformed into a raven and flew out of the Black Pigeon Inn, she crossed the streets of Nolan and finally came to the top of the Hearthstone Tavern, hovering a few times and landing on the rooftop.

At this moment, she happened to see the carriage in which Qiao Xiu was sitting stopped at the door of the tavern.

When the carriage came to a stop, Ciri woke up from her sleep, and she yawned and moved her aching neck.

Ciri never fell into a deep sleep all the way in the carriage, and she could wake up at the slightest movement.

"What's wrong today?" Ciri wakes up and gets out of the carriage to notice that something is wrong with the atmosphere in the Hearthstone Tavern.

The Hearthstone Tavern is open 24 hours a day, and even at one or two o'clock in the morning, you can still see a group of dwarves around the table ready to laugh until dawn.

Tonight in the tavern there was surprisingly no dwarf noise, and melodious singing surrounded the entire tavern.

"Because there's an extra resident singer in the tavern."

Qiao Xiu listened carefully for a while, and found that the content of the song was not in any language he knew, and then looked at the makeshift stage in the corner of the tavern.

The frost elf Tyrin was holding a harp and singing there.

When the song was finished, there was no clapping in the tavern as it was during the day, but a bunch of dwarves were asleep on the table, and some of the others were drowsy.

"Why is this elf girl singing like a sleepy mushroom." One of the dwarves yawned and complained.

This situation made Tyrene, who was sitting on the stage, a little embarrassed to stop playing, and she happened to notice Qiao Xiu walking into the tavern, waving at Qiao Xiu and Ciri, picking up the harp and walking all the way to Qiao Xiu.

"You've been in the tavern since you returned to the Falosi Mansion in the afternoon?" Qiao Xiu asked.

"Well, and I seem to give you... Sorry for the trouble. ”

Tai Lin, who was standing in front of Qiao Xiu, looked slightly ashamed.

In order to provide more nourishment for the World Tree, she sneaked out of the car again on the way back to the Falosi Mansion, and went all the way to the Hearthstone Tavern to continue working as her part-time bard.

When Tyren first arrived at the Hearthstone Tavern, most of the guests were spellcasters.

She sang the poems of the elves on the makeshift stage of Qiao Xiu as if it were daytime, hoping to collect some 'nourishment' for the World Tree with her singing.

The elven poems, which have been handed down from ancient times, are generally about some distant story, and they are so long that Tyren sings them from the afternoon to twelve o'clock in the evening.

When Tyren opened her eyes again, she found that the spellcaster who had been sitting in the tavern and listening to her singing had become a group of dwarves sleeping on the ground.

At that time, Tyren realized that she seemed to be in trouble, and to make matters worse, Joshy, the owner behind the Hearthstone Tavern, happened to rush back from Squirrel Street.

"It's not a problem."

Qiao Xiu looked at the dwarves who were sleeping on the ground, and even many of them snored.

Ever since the Hearthstone Tavern opened, the dwarves had been staying from eight o'clock in the evening until five or six o'clock in the morning before returning to the mines.

If it weren't for the physical strength of these dwarves who were strong enough, they would have to go to see their dear Mother Earth sooner or later.

"But the song that makes the listener sleep can't seem to add nourishment to your World Tree?"

Jo Xiu pointed out the crux of the matter, and Tyrin had told Jo Xiu about the conditions under which the World Tree seed grew in her body, and that people who slept in the past could not enjoy the song with the emotion of 'admiration'.

"What I just sang was a psalm that has been passed down from generation to generation, except for let·it·go, that song... That's all I have to offer. Tyrin said helplessly.

Music is still a very high-end thing for the people of this world, and the only chance for civilians to listen to a few songs comes from some traveling bards who sing poems just like the frost elves play.

It can be sung with a very simple piece of music and a very simple melody, and this way of performing is to say that it is singing, and it is better to use 'storytelling with accompaniment'.

And this Miss Frost Elf had just told a story in Elven language that humans and dwarves couldn't understand for an afternoon.

The elven psalms and the slow-pitched version of let·it·go can't impress anyone too much.

Qiao Xiu felt the need to write some shocking songs for this frost elf.

"You go back to the Fallosi Mansion to rest first, and tomorrow I'll go to Mrs. Nishizawa to talk about the soundtrack of this demon that is not too cold, just add a song that suits you to sing"

The soundtrack of the last movie, Qiao Xiu was handed over to the ghost band of the skeleton to play.

At present, Qiao Xiu is far from gaining a firm foothold in Nolan, and directly opening the portal to the Skeleton Lord's Territory is completely equivalent to running to the center of someone else's house with a nuclear bomb.

Even if Qiao Xiu swore an oath to promise, 'Don't worry! It's not going to explode! But Nolan's great magicians will definitely blast Qiao Xiu out at all costs.

So this time the film soundtrack work, Qiao Xiu plans to hand it over to the Black Swan Troupe.

"The song I sang?"

"It's equivalent to the elven psalm you just sang, but the rhythm is a little more complicated."

Josiu gave a less apt analogy, the frost elf had just sung the Psalm in bel canto, even though for the latter she was only telling a story in Elven language.

"I'll sing as good as I can." Tyrin said.

A complete song score is a very high-end thing in this world, after all, opera itself is an art that can be enjoyed by the middle and upper classes, and to play it completely, you also need to invite a special orchestra.

"Get a good night's sleep."

After Qiao Xiu saw the frost elf leave the tavern, he immediately went up to the second floor, took out a pen and paper, and began to write the score of all the background music in this demon's not too cold.

Ciri is in charge of using magic to transform ordinary white paper into staves.

After spending an hour on and off to complete the score of the background music, Qiao Xiu took out a blank piece of paper again and wrote "Star· Sky.