The night in Oran City has always been rich and colorful, like a pile of assorted candies, and you don't know when you will eat what tastes, which is why it is particularly attractive. In the countless intertwined streets and alleys, the magic lamps that hung one by one emitted an orange glow, outlining the city of Oran in an incomparably brilliant way.

Somewhere in Aland City, there is a bar with dark blue wallpaper and soft lilac lighting, which reflects the whole bar like a blue-purple crystal, elegant and mysterious. In contrast to the frenetic atmosphere of most bars, it is noticeably quieter, with somber music and waiters in dark purple gowns silently weaving from table to table, handing out glasses of wine to whispering guests.

In a corner here, Don Juan raised the wine glass in his hand at the four people behind him: "How is it, this dark blue dream is not bad, right?"

"Very good indeed," Caroline said, taking a sip of the wine in her glass, "not only is it very quiet, the service is in place, but even the quality of the wine is very good, it is really a place for those who love to taste wine." ”

Erin agreed: "It's a nice place, I feel completely relaxed." ”

"Of course, you have to be careful, you are not allowed to make loud noises here, don't reveal your true nature. ”

Caroline narrowed her eyes slightly, "Nature, what do you mean?"

"Uh," Don Juan glanced at Caroline, "nothing." ”

"By the way," Ivy asked, "didn't you say there would be a bard?"

"Oh, it's not time yet," Don Juan looked at Ivy in surprise, "I didn't expect you to like to listen to bards epic poems." ”

"My sister has always loved to hear the stories of those heroes. Erin grinned, and suddenly hugged Ivy, causing a noticeable flush on Ivy's face, and quickly broke free.

"Say," Don Juan turned to the snub star, "the strongest wine you want, this is not the right place to drink this kind of wine?"

Snub Xing looked at the only half of the wine left in the glass a little confused: "It's nothing, it's the same feeling anyway." ”

"It's all the same feeling?" Don Juan repeated with a frown, and suddenly said, "I've been paying attention for a while, as if you're like this no matter what you eat or what you eat, right?"

Snub Xing nodded: "It's true that I don't feel anything." ”

"I mean, don't you have a taste problem?" asked Caroline, who noticed that although she had thought that the spirits that Snub Star had drunk were not a little strange, she didn't think as deeply as Don Juan did. "Would you like to find a doctor?"

"Probably not," Snub Star replied, "My own fighting spirit has the ability to heal wounds, and if there is a problem with my sense of taste, it will be cured immediately." ”

"That's trouble," asked Don Juan, "what does it feel like?

"It's the same thing, you can feel yourself chewing something, but you don't feel the taste, you just chew something. ”

"What?" Erin was stunned, "Isn't that a complete loss of the enjoyment of eating?" The eyes of the four people looking at the cold star changed slightly, which means that when the cold star was eating, it was completely like chewing a wax block, and it was unimaginable that he could be so indifferent.

At this moment, on the stage in the center of the bar, a woman with a harp in her arms stood up gently. Judging from her appearance, she is only in her early twenties, and although her appearance is ordinary, her pale cyan pupils are extremely clear. Although she was wearing a light gray robe, it still couldn't hide the serene temperament that naturally emanated from her gestures, and I am afraid that even the birds and birds flying in the air could not help but stop and land on her shoulders when they saw her.

As soon as this woman came on stage, the dark blue dream with a very small voice completely calmed down under her special temperament, quietly watching her every move, and the attention of the people who snubbed the stars was completely diverted. I saw her slender fingers slowly plucking a few strings, and tried the sound of the harp, the harp is also extremely small and exquisite, Don Juan and others have seen such a small harp for the first time, but the sound it makes is like the collision sound between crystals, crisp and pleasant.

Eventually, the woman's hands were raised, and the strings vibrated with her gentle strokes, sending the beautiful music to the crowd in the bar. Her fingers danced like they were on the strings, slow and hurried, but with an indescribable grace. At the same time, her mouth uttered syllables as beautiful as the music, and began to speak of herself.

Ivy has always had a soft spot for epic stories, even if she hears them several times, and often fantasizes about the situations that the heroes of epics encounter, thinking about how they and their partners fight for their beliefs. It is precisely because of this that she has heard almost all the epics of all kinds of big heroes more than once, even the epics of some heroes that are usually unknown to her. She could, however, swear that she had never heard of this strange woman's epic, and that it was very different from what she had heard before.

Generally speaking, epics describe the growth experience, adventure process, what kind of enemies they encountered, and how they finally defeated each other, etc., and are the legends of heroes. However, the epic she heard was strange, and seemed to be the end of a long epic.

At the beginning, there is a description of the aftermath of the great war, and the music is depressed. Blood-stained land, corpses everywhere, mourning people, the hero slowly walked through the ruined battlefield with a golden staff in hand, and finally stopped in front of the corpse of a woman. At this moment, the music that had been slightly tragic suddenly turned ethereal, like a blister on the water, bursting at the touch of a button, and the hero remembered her clear smile and beautiful eyes when he met the woman, and some curious words: "You mean?" As time passed as he recalled, he and her met each other, went on adventures together, met other companions together, participated in battles together, and finally showed their hearts...... In the end, on this battlefield, the enemy's attack penetrated her body, and her beautiful face instantly turned to white bones. In order to resurrect his beloved, the hero once again embarks on a journey to various mysterious places. When he looked at the couples in the crowd, he couldn't help but think of her and wanted to see her smiling face again. However, he could not find even the slightest possible clue, and after many years of hard work, he finally gave up and returned to the forest where he had buried her bones. Eventually, the hero wakes up from his dream with two lines of tears in his eyes.

This bizarre epic finally ends with the woman's slightly sad singing:

I don't know who has ever heard the sound of time, it is like a tide crashing on the beach and eroding our hearts

Looking at the growth of annual rings, each circle is full of lost memories, like fallen leaves drifting to the earth and then gradually rotting

I stood here not knowing what to wait for, when suddenly I felt that everything was silent

Whether the strings of the former should have been made of rust and only the remnants of shattering remained

I saw you in a trance

After going through a lot of useless efforts, I had no choice but to give up until the end

I heard your familiar voice again, but I didn't dare to approach it

Trembling and caressing your hairline, as if with the breath of yesterday

When I hugged you again, I only had tears in my eyes

When I hugged you again, I only had tears in my eyes

Whether love is always destined to be out of reach, and how much waiting has become a memory

When the past drifts into the bottom of my heart, I can't reach the whip when I go through the mountains and mountains

The total time is like a white gap

I've also traveled through the vast sea of people, wandering somewhere

How many emotions were buried silently, only then did I understand helplessness

And you carry all your dreams and come slowly to me from afar

It was like going back in time, and I woke up from a dream

It was like going back in time, and I woke up from a dream

The sad singing made everyone quiet down, completely immersed in the helpless sadness, but there was one exception, that is, the snub star. At the beginning, he listened to the woman's epic story, and his expression did not change in the slightest, just the usual indifferent look. However, when he heard a certain place, Snub Xing's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes shot a stunning light, staring at the woman tightly, and there was even a little silver light in his eyes, as if he wanted to see her through completely. And this scene, because Don Juan and the others next to him were immersed in the epic and didn't notice it at all.

When the song ended, the woman's fingers gently plucked the strings, and the music softened again, like the gentle flowing water in the forest in the night, soothing everyone's mood and making them relax again. He bowed slightly, walked off the stage, and disappeared into the backstage of the bar.

Erin said strangely: "What an elegant person, she plays the piano very well, but this epic is a bit strange, it doesn't look like an epic at all." ”

"That's true," Caroline nodded, "and seeing how she plays the piano is so natural, like flowing water, and with every note quite accurate, this technique is indeed quite high." And, most importantly, as she plays, my mind unconsciously immerses me, changing with her voice, which shows how infectious her voice is. Such a person can already be called everyone, why did they come here?"

Don Juan looked at her a little strangely: "I didn't expect you to know so much about this aspect, I just think it sounds good." ”

"I do have some knowledge of this. ”

"Sister," Irene asked, "you've heard so many epics, do you know who it's about?"

"I don't know," Ivy shook her head, "I don't know anyone whose story is like this, and this epic is a little different from the usual epic focus." Epics generally focus on the experiences of the heroes and what important things they have done, but this epic focuses on the emotions of the heroes, but it is indeed a very novel angle, and it is also quite touching. With that, she looked at the empty stage: "I really want to meet this lady." ”

"I'm afraid it's hard. Don Juan said: "The bards in the Deep Blue Dream are all fixed, sometimes there are two or three in a night, sometimes there is none, and both sides are temporary partnerships. ”

At this time, another waiter came up with a tray, and the guests put some silver coins on the tray one after another, and some of the wealthy even dropped two gold coins. This is to ask for a reward for the performance of the bard just now, and if you like the performance, you can put your own bounty in the tray, so Don Juan and the others also put in a gold coin each.

"Alright," said Don Juan with a smile, "it's not too early, let's go back, where we should go." With that, he took a step and walked in one direction, and Ivy and Erin, after saying goodbye to Snub Star and Caroline, also headed in the same direction as Don Juan. In that direction was the inner city of Oran, where they and Don Juan lived, so they went back on the same road.

As for Caroline, like the cold star, she lives in the dormitory of the academy even during the holidays. Just when she thought that Snub Star would go back with her, Snub Star suddenly said, "You go back first, I'll go back later." ”

"Huh?" Caroline was a little surprised.

The snub star's waist suddenly shone brightly, and then an elegant bird covered in pure white feathers appeared on his shoulder: "I'll take it for another walk around the neighborhood." ”

"Oh, okay. Although she was a little confused, Caroline didn't say anything: "Then I'll go." ”

"Yes. ”

After watching Caroline walk away, Snub Star suddenly moved, streaking an imperceptible afterimage across the street. Through the Psychic Contract, he asked Bai Yu, "Have you determined her location?"

"No problem," Bai Yu's response came from his mind, "The spirit imprint is moving slowly, she should be moving at the speed of a normal person's walk, passing the street in front of her and turning right." ”

"Got it," Snub Star followed Bai Yu's instructions, he used stealth techniques, and walked specifically from the shadows, so that if you weren't particularly keen, you would hardly notice such a figure passing through the alley.

In Oran City, he couldn't use his spiritual power at will, so it was too easy to attract the attention of the strong. Therefore, he can only rely on White Feather. Bai Yu is a spiritual demonic beast, so he asked Bai Yu to use spiritual magic to leave a spiritual imprint on the woman's body for tracking, and he can sense her direction without emitting spiritual power. In the eyes of the cold star, the figure of the woman slowly emerged, and then gradually distorted, turning into another figure, although the two figures were very different, but the quiet temperament was exactly the same.