(NB destroyed the Titans first, and now it seems that the cult is also going to be cut down.) ）

The elven chant begins with a series of shepherd's yodel tunes, and as the pitches go from high to low, the whole tavern becomes silent in an instant. It's not the usual little harp, the kind that sounds elegant, but it's hard to hold back in a tavern. In its place is a lute, a plucked instrument that makes a light tinkling sound that makes people sound like they're jumping.

In addition, the sand hammers in the hands of the elves also appeared in time, and it seems that if they were not in a hurry, they would probably be able to take out the triangle timpani and the like, and form a band here. Regardless of whether these instruments appeared in the Middle Ages or not, as Xiao Yan said to Quister at the beginning, this is a fantasy Middle Ages, and cannot be applied with real history.

It's just that compared to this cheerful tune, Trishardt, who sings the ballad, has a heavy face, and can even be said to be sad. This stark contrast is not only seen in the elves, but also in the other beings who listen to the elves sing and recite ballads. However, Xiao Yan's attention was not on this expression, and his mind was echoing the words that the elves and Descartes had just said about Flemann's death. This news surprised Xiao Yan even more than when he heard the official statement of the Holy See that Flaman died a normal death.

After she found out that the black dragon Corey was Fleman's butler, she suddenly remembered that Corey had told her that Xiao Yan had two red dragon maids. And now. She already knew that the two Red Dragon Prophets, Bella and Aishna, were also Freeman's maids. Such roles coincide. She was somewhat confused.

Who is Fryman? Where did Xiao Yan's circle come from? What does he have to do with St. Flemann in this worldly realm?

In the bewilderment of two people. The song of the elves had already been sung by Fleman and his party of dwarves to the Abbey of Speyer, where Fleman had his first encounter with the princess and received his first oracle from Yale. It was only now that Xiao Yan understood why Speiyer would be in the Black Forest, close to Swabia, and not where it should have been. That's because the Tree of the World Realm has deliberately changed its geographical location, just like the other masters of the World Realm have done.

Sylvia tilted her head and whispered, "What have you done here?" ”

Xiao Yan thought about it. Answer: "Did what I was supposed to do." ”

Receiving Xiao Yan's answer, Sylvia nodded slightly, and then she heard the elves singing the story of Xiao Yan's first miracle in Speyer. The surging out circles made Sylvia extremely familiar, especially after knowing that the release of these circles required a large number of genetic points, Sylvia had a deeper understanding of these. Thinking about it in her mind, she had already guessed the approximate time.

"When you were unconscious, there was a massive gene point transfer, and that was when the elves were singing. Is that right? ”

After Sylvia finished asking the question. He didn't continue to ask, but listened intently to the elves' chanting.

In fact. The tune sung by the elves was not uniform, but chaotic, as if looking at Fryman from a different perspective and then talking about everything about Fryman. At first, it is the dwarven point of view, describing the process of bringing them out of the town, and in the case of Speyer, it is the perspective of a knight who describes what happened.

Due to the limitations of perspective, it is impossible to describe everything Xiao Yan did in Speyer, and there are a lot of blank spaces in his actions and words. It seems that this passage is not over yet, and the next song has him fast forward to another scene. In other words, the elves have no perspective of God, and they don't speculate on what Fleman did in those intervals, they just retell what the participants saw. But it is this retelling that makes the whole poem seem more real.

Many miracles are unfolded, and then it is time to enter the underground kingdom of the Black Dragon Cory. After that, the legendary battle, the alternation of the Red Dragon Maid, made the whole poem magnificent. If you close your eyes, you can feel that you are walking on the steel frames that are intricately constructed with each other, and the wind is howling past you. If you look down, you can see the magma that looks most like hell, rolling back and forth thousands of feet underfoot.

Sylvia's expression changed slightly when she heard the maid, but it didn't last long. Soon the story enters the familiar Stuttgart.

By this time, the dwarven perspective finally disappeared, and it was only at the end of the day that the poem depicts Flemann returning his freedom to the dwarven prince. Later, the dwarves scoured Fleiman from all over Europe for horses and the most luxurious decorations, and finally built a carriage for Flemann that had hitherto been unsurpassed.

Sylvia had seen the carriage, in the books of the Holy Choir, an image specially drawn by an unknown artist. Although it is only in a book, as long as you gently turn the pages, you will feel that the carriage is quietly moving. The beauty and magnificence of the carriage amazed even to Sylvia, who had been trained in the real world, and the other nuns of the Holy Chorus often discussed in private whether their ideal man would drive the same carriage to greet them. As for the prototype of the carriage, it is no longer possible to find it, only in the hall of the Stuttgart Women's Monastery, it is said that there is a statue of the carriage, but Sylvia has not yet had time to go to Stuttgart, so the prototype cannot be seen.

"It was the highest specification, representing the sacred path, which only St. Flemann was eligible to ride. Only two Red Dragon Prophets were qualified to steer the carriage for St. Fleman, ensuring that the path would be bound to be in the direction favored by the Lord, without any deviation. ”

Sylvia chanted in a low voice, then turned her head to look at Xiao Yan and asked, "I didn't know that it was actually your butler who drove the carriage, and you were entangled with the two red dragon maids in the carriage. ”

Xiao Yan turned her head a little embarrassed, and Leah was grinning at Xiao Yan, her small mouth had a circle of white milk stains, which looked like she had suddenly grown a circle of beard.

The singing quickly bypassed the experiences in Württemberg, which was familiar to all intelligent European life. Then, the elves' voices began to soften, and little Fryman began to enter a constant state. This process was disrupted from time to time, disrupting the princess's marriage, so that the name Pepin finally appeared. And the name also made Hannibal stunned for a moment, it was not that he could not understand these songs, but that these things seemed a little distant to him, and he had never understood the connection. Until it heard Pepin, until it heard the news that Pepin had returned with the news of the dragon lich Kel'thugad, and fought to the death with Flemann against those orcs, and finally persevered until divine punishment came and all the pious people were saved.

This passage uses the human gaze, the gaze of Pepin and his men, the servants who were rescued in the castle. This staccato gaze made that night's battle seem particularly messy and bloody. The slaughtered nobles outside the castle, the slaughter of the orcs in the warehouse, all this combined with the wonderful singing of the elves, like a picture, is displayed in front of the listener's eyes. Sylvia could even feel herself smelling blood, the kind of blood that was so thick that it was impossible to breathe properly. In addition, Sylvia seemed to feel the various voices around her, the breathing and shouting of the orcs, the screams of the humans, and the brilliant light of the Holy Bow in Fryman's hand standing on the high tower of bones.

"Kill them!"

A werewolf suddenly shouted at this time, and then he was suddenly thrown to the ground by his companions, and in another corner, Xiao Yan unexpectedly saw several orcs. There was no expression on the rough faces of these orcs, but Xiao Yan admitted that at least the other party was not as bloody and brutal as it had been at first.

"They will get theirs, and we will get ours. In their eyes, we are just as vicious, and the fight is not terrible, and it is not a big deal. It's just that don't target this hatred at each other's children. ”

Descartes looked at the orcs and said, "Some people like to obliterate their opponents quickly, even children. Freyman told us that it was timidity, timidity about life itself. If you have enough strength or believe that everything you do is not wrong, then there is no need to fear the other person's children. Strong, not built on the basis of mutual obliteration. ”

After hearing this, Xiao Yan smiled slightly, then reached out and touched Leah's head, and said, "This little fat man is not my enemy. Right, Leah? ”

Leah pulled Xiao Yan's hand down with great effort, wiped her mouth and nose together by the way, and wiped all the dirt on Xiao Yan's hand, and then the little girl smiled and reached out to ask Sylvia to hug her.

The female vampire reached out helplessly, and Leah suddenly stood up on the stool, and then, like Hannibal, jumped past Xiao Yan and pounced on Sylvia. At the same time, the mouth shouted: "Wow, wow, wow." Fly! ”

Sylvia put her arms around Leah like a lightning volley, then looked left and right, but fortunately, the chant was not interrupted by Leah's cheers. The other beings were not angry at Leah's noise, and some of them turned their heads and smiled as kindly as possible at the two little girls on this side. (To be continued......)