In the dim candlelight of the tavern, a bard sat quietly in a high chair, gently playing the strangely shaped lute. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

A melody with a touch of sadness fluttered through the tavern.

In the dim light, the slightly emaciated bard sang:

（the_death_of_queen_jane）

"Queen Jane was in agony in childbirth,

It's been more than nine days.

The maids are tired,

They can't hold it anymore,

I can't hold ...... anymore."

The sound of the gourd-shaped lute is low and crisp, and the strings play a beautiful chord with the gentle plucking of the bard's fingers.

The drinkers below were silent.

A guest dressed as a merchant closes his eyes and listens to the melody in his ears, his fingers gently resting on his lap and slapping the cider from the glass from time to time.

Attention was focused on the narrow wooden stage, listening to the bard's singing.

"My good maid,

My good, good guys.

Can you cut open my right abdomen and take out my child,

Find my baby. ”

When the bard sings "Take out my child", the waitress who was standing by and listening to the song suddenly had tears on her face, hugged her companion next to her and wept softly.

But the melody does not wait for people's sorrow, and the story of the bard still advances slowly to the accompaniment of the melody.

In a slow and sad melody, the maids in the story inform the king, and after the king and the queen have talked, they still have no intention of saving the queen, and when the people play the harp and dance to celebrate the birth of the child, Queen Jane also dies.

When the bard repeats "Queen Jane lies pitifully on the cold stone" at the end, the accompaniment fades away, and when the bard's hand leaves the gourd-shaped lute, only the lingering sound still echoes in the resonance box.

"Smack......

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Amid sparse applause and mournful tears, the bard stood up, saluted everyone, and withdrew from the stage with the strange lute.

It wasn't until the bard had been gone for several minutes that the tavern slowly regained its voices.

The maids in the tavern also began to bust themselves with their plates, but if you look closely, there are tears on their faces.

While most people are interested in the story of this bard, there are others who don't buy it.

A bearded man muttered discontentedly, "What a freak! Such a short story, with no beginning and no end and no passion, dared to open his mouth to ask for 30 silver coins in just a few minutes! Even Yoon Eun Butt is only 1 gold! And people will sing for half an hour! ”

"Yin Enbut's stories are always boring when I hear too much, they are all similar plots, sometimes even just change the name and change the country, only the jokes about the cheating between the knight and the noblewoman I can't get tired of listening, hahahaha......"

The strong man opposite the bearded man was clearly not interested in Ian But.

"You're a rough man! That's called art, do you understand art? You rough embryo! The bearded man slapped the table dissatisfied.

"Hahaha...... Art? Hahaha, you call that little thing in the crotch art? Are you tired of doing art with your mother-in-law every night? Your mother-in-law is very strong and fierce, is that also in demand? You can't be satisfied, what art is your mother-in-law talking about? Hahahaha......"

The strong man drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, laughed and walked out of the bar amid the bearded shouting.

"Rough embryo! Guy with muscles in his head! You deserve to sell your strength for the rest of your life! The bearded man spat at the back of the strong man.

"Actually, this bard has been very popular recently, and was once called 'artistic excellence and innovation' by Grand Duke Victoron, so the third-rate bard you said sang for an hour, and no one made more money in two or three minutes."

The merchant, who had closed his eyes and listened to the bard's singing, turned around and said to the bearded man.

"What?" The bearded man was startled, wiped the wine on his beard with his dirty sleeve, looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, and then he leaned over to the merchant and asked in a low voice, "Did the Grand Duke of Victor really say that?" ”

"Of course, when the Grand Duke of Wickton happened to hear this bard singing in a tavern, he was so shocked that he immediately invited him to the Flower of Light Festival in a month's time, and it was said that he was going to sing for the Holy Maiden!"

"Oh? He? To the Holy Maiden!? How so? How could a guy who could sing for a saint be in such a tavern? Is it so cheap? The bearded man was startled.

"Because, this guy is a weirdo, too, a wandering bard, but he doesn't seem to care much about money. I heard that when I first came to the Holy City, I didn't have money to stay in a hotel, so I slept on a bench next to the fountain, and when I woke up, I put a jar in front of me and sang to passers-by. ”

"At first, because he sang so strangely, people passing by thought he was a madman, and no one threw money into the jar. It is said that it took two days of starvation to earn the first coin. Later, the people who passed by slowly thought that although his songs were short and weird, they were quite good, and then there were more people slowly. ”

But even if there were many people, the weird man didn't persuade donations, but just sang with that weird lute. So most of the people listened there in vain, and they couldn't even afford a piece of white bread after a day. ”

Until the owner of a tavern passed by, and found a great crowd gathered there, he thought that the bard should go and sing to him. Unexpectedly, this bard opened his mouth for 30 silver coins, and the boss was so angry that he turned his head and left. ”

"Gone? Then how did he ......" The bearded man was stunned, completely unexpecting that things would develop like this.

"It's interesting here! The boss was still indignant after he left, and when he was drinking with another friend who owned a tavern, he told him about it. Unexpectedly, the speaker had no intention of listening, and the tavernkeeper's friend took it to heart and went to the fountain to listen, and guess what? ”

The merchant took a sip of wine and sold the guanzi.

"What's wrong?" The bearded man's eyes widened, and he completely entered the rhythm of the merchant's story.

As soon as he went, he was taken aback, the little fountain was full of people, and the little square was full! Even on the small building next to it, there were some masked noblewomen probing their brains and eavesdropping! In just half a month, it has gathered such a big popularity! Isn't it scary, you say? ”

"Really...... It's amazing. The bearded man shook his head and sighed.

"But isn't it, and then this guy immediately spent 30 silver to invite the bard back to his tavern, and then the venue was full, out of control, and finally was discovered by Archduke Wickton, who went to the tavern in civilian clothes, and directly invited him to the Flower of Divine Light Music Festival! After that, the location of that tavern is hard to find! Literally, it's hard to find! ”

"That'...... Why did he come to our tavern? The bearded man was stunned, "Since he mixes so well over there?" Could it be that he wants to increase the price, and the tavern owner doesn't agree? ”

"So, this bard is curious at this point. From the beginning, until the market was full, the bard's price was always 30 silver coins, and he never asked for a price increase. Even if the tavern owner was embarrassed in the end, and was ready to add money to him, he politely refused. ”

"Even after he was invited by Archduke Victon, he didn't talk about raising the price, until the tavern owner was so distracted by money that he forced more than 100 people into a tavern with only 60 seats! That's what angered the bard...... Because so much of the audience had already packed up on the stage, he finally rejected the tavern owner on the grounds that he couldn't sing properly, and went back to the fountain to sing. ”

From then on, he made a rule that each tavern should sing only once, and only one song, and it would cost 30 silver cents, no more than one and no less. So why do you think I'm coming back to this place? The merchant triumphantly pointed to his clothes.

Sure enough, the bearded man fixed his eyes, although it was a little inconspicuous in the dim candlelight, but the merchant's clothes were indeed far more than a grade higher than the others in this tavern, although not those lords in high society, but also much higher than the low-level repairman like the bearded man.

"You ......" After realizing the gap in status, the bearded man's expression became a lot more restrained, "...... Thank you for telling me so much, next time I'll have it. I've heard the bard singing to the saint, hahaha......"

"Not bad, not bad." The merchant smiled, drank the remnants of his glass in one gulp, beckoned to the bearded man, and walked out of the tavern with a sway.

After staggering around the street, the merchant walked into a small alley in the middle of nowhere, and after seeing that no one was paying attention to it, he dodged through a wooden door.

In the windowless hut, a man's voice sounded in the darkness: "Quick, what do you want to eat?" I'm starving......"

"I didn't bring it~" The merchant suddenly made a woman's voice, he lit the candle on the table, sat down on the table with his slender thighs overlapped, and looked at the man with a smile.

"How does it feel to be sought after? My great bard? ”

The next one will fix 1200

Until the owner of a tavern passed by, and found a great crowd gathered there, he thought that the bard should go and sing to him. Unexpectedly, this bard opened his mouth for 30 silver coins, and the boss was so angry that he turned his head and left. ”

"Gone? Then how did he ......" The bearded man was stunned, completely unexpecting that things would develop like this.

"It's interesting here! The boss was still indignant after he left, and when he was drinking with another friend who owned a tavern, he told him about it. Unexpectedly, the speaker had no intention of listening, and the tavernkeeper's friend took it to heart and went to the fountain to listen, and guess what? ”

The merchant took a sip of wine and sold the guanzi.

"What's wrong?" The bearded man's eyes widened, and he completely entered the rhythm of the merchant's story.

As soon as he went, he was taken aback, the little fountain was full of people, and the little square was full! Even on the small building next to it, there were some masked noblewomen probing their brains and eavesdropping! In just half a month, it has gathered such a big popularity! Isn't it scary, you say? ”

"Really...... It's amazing. The bearded man shook his head and sighed.

"But isn't it, and then this guy immediately spent 30 silver to invite the bard back to his tavern, and then the venue was full, out of control, and finally was discovered by Archduke Wickton, who went to the tavern in civilian clothes, and directly invited him to the Flower of Divine Light Music Festival! After that, the location of that tavern is hard to find! Literally, it's hard to find! ”

"That'...... Why did he come to our tavern? The bearded man was stunned, "Since he mixes so well over there?" Could it be that he wants to increase the price, and the tavern owner doesn't agree? ”

"So, this bard is curious at this point. From the beginning, until the market was full, the bard's price was always 30 silver coins, and he never asked for a price increase. Even if the tavern owner was embarrassed in the end, and was ready to add money to him, he politely refused. ”

"Even after he was invited by Archduke Victon, he didn't talk about raising the price, until the tavern owner was so distracted by money that he forced more than 100 people into a tavern with only 60 seats! That's what angered the bard...... Because so much of the audience had already packed up on the stage, he finally rejected the tavern owner on the grounds that he couldn't sing properly, and went back to the fountain to sing. ”

From then on, he made a rule that each tavern should sing only once, and only one song, and it would cost 30 silver cents, no more than one and no less. So why do you think I'm coming back to this place? The merchant triumphantly pointed to his clothes.

Sure enough, the bearded man fixed his eyes, although it was a little inconspicuous in the dim candlelight, but the merchant's clothes were indeed far more than a grade higher than the others in this tavern, although not those lords in high society, but also much higher than the low-level repairman like the bearded man.

"You ......" After realizing the gap in status, the bearded man's expression became a lot more restrained, "...... Thank you for telling me so much, next time I'll have it. I've heard the bard singing to the saint, hahaha......"

"Not bad, not bad." The merchant smiled, drank the remnants of his glass in one gulp, beckoned to the bearded man, and walked out of the tavern with a sway.

After staggering around the street, the merchant walked into a small alley in the middle of nowhere, and after seeing that no one was paying attention to it, he dodged through a wooden door.

In the windowless hut, a man's voice sounded in the darkness: "Quick, what do you want to eat?" I'm starving......"

"I didn't bring it~" The merchant suddenly made a woman's voice, he lit the candle on the table, sat down on the table with his slender thighs overlapped, and looked at the man with a smile.

"How does it feel to be sought after? My great bard? ”

(To be continued.) )