"Your Highness, this is my cousin, Elvia Starfire. Bard from the Elven King Garanord!" The young ranger excitedly introduces his charming sister to the Children of the Abyss. In the eyes of the elves, a banquet could not be called a success without the company of wonderful art.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, Your Royal Highness the Prince of a different race, and it is a great honor for me to greet you in person. The young and artistic elf gracefully made a ladylike salute to Andre, "These are the members of our 'Ivy League' art troupe behind me. ”

"What an honor! I thought most bards were lone rangers who could walk the world with a Horus lyre and a dagger at their waist!" When Arrett suggested that he could invite a small group of bards to prepare an elven-like show for an hourglass dinner that would last all night, the Children of the Abyss were curious about this exotic affair.

It's just that the children of the abyss, who don't know much about foreign cultures, don't understand that they have inadvertently said the wrong thing.

The bard who walked alone on the continent!?He actually teased himself with that legendary existence, did he mean that only such a good man was worthy of the banquet held by the last prince of the abyss!?

"We are only trainee poets in our training, and I am afraid that we will not be able to compare with the living legends in your mouth, Your Highness. Ivy's face was like a slug sprinkled with salt, and it turned black in an instant.

"Uh...... I'm sorry, but I didn't know much about the art and culture of elves, but I used to yearn for that kind of lone ranger-like feelings. André realizes that he is indeed taking it for granted, and that the so-called bard is naturally a non-combat profession with music and stories as the main means of life, and among them dares to go to the end of the world with a sword...... I'm afraid that the sub-class "level" has also been trained to the top, right?

"I accept your apology, Your Highness of the Alien Race, it's just that art is often incomprehensible to outsiders!"

"Hehe......" looked at the elf poetess who scolded herself as a layman, and Andre, who couldn't take this kind of thing seriously, was speechless.

However, the demons and elves who knew about the children of the abyss next to them widened their eyes...... His Royal Highness actually apologized to the female elf who had just arrived because of his gaffe!?

It turns out that His Highness also has things that he doesn't understand? Isn't he omniscient? And who found this straight-tempered elf girl? She doesn't even understand how to be forgiving and forgiving, and actually tarnish the face of the great leader of Andrari, the noble son of the abyss, in front of everyone!?

Doesn't she understand how much popularity His Highness has here, or is she instigated by the internal conservatives to come here to create racial friction!?

In any case, the children of the abyss and the elven poet who were the parties concerned didn't pay much attention to anything, but Arret Starfire, who noticed the unkind eyes around him, was so nervous that his head was covered in cold sweat...... If this group of demons really wants to be as violent as the elders said, they will fight directly if they don't agree with each other...... Then he is the culprit who caused the evil relations between the two races!

I should have told my sister a little more clearly! The wisdom of these highnesses is highly respected by even the Great Druid, and you refute his ignorance in front of everyone, isn't this equivalent to throwing the face of the entire demon race?

......

Andrari's gastronomic culture has proven its charm in a world where civilization is still in obscurity, with its achievements in conquering thousands of people.

So when the babbling Ivy complains about things like "Treat the elves with animal entrails and fish, and the child of the abyss still holds a grudge...... Arrett actually regrets it. He was afraid that the cowardice around him would coldly pour hot food directly on his cousin's body.

As a squad of poets who were going to perform music at the banquet, the sumptuous food that began to enjoy the dinner before most people was arranged by His Highness who was considerate. Can't you let the guests who are adding color to the banquet go hungry, can you?

Sitting at the same table as Ivy was an uninvited special guest, a halfling who had just passed through the place on his travels. If the dwarves were created by the goddess out of rocks, the elven poets thought that the noisy gnomes were made of mud by the goddess!

"Oh, oh, oh! This river fish doesn't smell fishy at all! How the hell did you do that?" Barnier Hawkins, who was called a "halfling", a "dwarf" by elven poets, and often called himself a "hobbit", only now learned at this special opportunity that there is a group of people in the world who are more proficient in food than his people! And these guys who call themselves Andrarui are actually the demons who are famous on the mainland!

"It's incredible! this fat sausage is drizzled with sauce!" Barnier, a self-proclaimed gourmet, has no intention of feeling the elves at the table, and whenever a dish is served on the wooden table, he will not hesitate to start it, and then let out a very exaggerated compliment while chirping.

Although Ivy's knowledge is not as good as those who are good at marketing in the impression of the children of the abyss, as a trainee bard, she still has a certain understanding of some means to arouse the enthusiasm of the audience.

"How can it be so exaggerated...... Under the persuasion of his cousin, the moment he put the braised pork, which is as difficult to hold as tofu, into his mouth, the soft and juicy touch and the sweetness with the rich taste of meat filled the elf's mouth back and forth. The chewing chunks of flesh tumbled between her upper and lower jaws, spreading a sense of happiness that the young poet wanted to swallow with his tongue.

"How come there is no smell of meat at all...... You said that these foods were invented by His Highness, how did he do it?" Although Ivy has always had a very poor sense of this group of demons due to her education since childhood, she feels that it is a great gift for the "Watcher" to allow them to establish a home here...... But she is also a warm and kind girl, and she will never use her conscience to preach that what this group of demons has made is difficult to eat.

"If you like it, sister, you can eat more. Seeing that his cousin was finally moved by the fact in front of him, Arrett quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "You're going to perform in the middle of the stage later!"

"Okay, okay. The young apprentice poet stared at the colourful food on the table with sparkling eyes, and finally understood what the exaggerated hobbit at the next table was so out of.

......

Magical "crystals" made from the resin of the World Tree, chanting amber sent the gentle and soft singing voices of the beautiful elven singers in the center of the stage to every corner of the venue. The elves leisurely sipped Andrari's own wine, and listened to the melody of the elven girl's wonderful love......

The singer's singing voice is very beautiful, and if you look at it according to Andre's standards, the other party's singing voice under this aesthetic style has at least surpassed many of the "powerful" singers he knows. However, the Children of the Abyss are actually more interested in the "Singing Crystals" that spread the notes throughout the camp through similar resonance abilities, and unlike his own somewhat cheating dark spells, he feels that these magical magic gems truly show the magical qualities of his impression of the fantasy world.

As soon as the song was finished, the tender elven singer saluted the audience around him, and slowly walked off the oak stage. The next one to play was Arret's sister Elvia, who was different from the singing voice that had just turned a thousand times. The thin young elf opened his mouth with an inexplicable vicissitudes of life, and the heavy sense of heaviness made the dwarves who were eager to enjoy the food put down the chopsticks in their hands, and sang something in a low voice with the girl's voice, as if they were pious like a goddess in the past.

"The soul singer of the young family......" His Royal Highness Luo Shan sighed thoughtfully.

The eldest princess, dressed like an ordinary carpenter woman, was hidden in the elves' banquet procession, but even ordinary clothes could not hide her temperament.

"I heard that it was Arret's sister, and she was indeed a very talented little girl. Her brother and the inhabitants of Andrari were close...... "Listening to the cry of suffering and struggle in song, Yudeon felt as if he had returned to the dark age when the elves were slowly establishing their homes in the forest."

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When the team of poets who had been able to take charge of themselves finished performing all the programs, the elves, who still seemed to be a little unsatisfied, began to seriously bury their heads in tasting the food in front of them, and the demons interspersed in the field began to repeat a familiar term in a low voice as if they had agreed-

"Gesarez, Gesarez......"

"What are they trying to do at this time by chanting the name of the Children of the Abyss?"

After being reminded by the eldest princess, Yudeen remembered what Gezares meant, "I don't understand, they haven't done this before, maybe it's some kind of ritual used in a formal celebration to show their reverence for their leader?"

However, the only "Gesares" in the banquet had already guessed the meaning of his subordinates, and these guys who had eaten enough to support themselves actually wanted to push themselves onto the stage, so that everyone present who had just experienced the influence of elven art could also experience their singing voices from His Royal Highness of the Demon Realm!

Marcellion once said that His Royal Highness Andre is a very rare and natural soul singer! He can even convey the meaning of those inexplicable words in the song to the audience without even repeated practice, and he is worthy of the "chosen one" sent by the will of the abyss!

As the crowd chanted the surname of the Children of the Abyss, the dwarves and elves began to call for the only candidate of the Demon King, just like the demons present.

As qualified guests, they felt that they should respect the customs of these alien masters.

At this moment, Andre, who was sweating profusely, only felt that these guys who were making trouble were probably determined to not be able to get off the stage today. He hasn't even spoken your language for a year, so do you want me to temporarily pour a few sips of wine and give you a "pop hit" with crazy energy!?