Chapter 6: Dissonance

Still in the house with roses and butterflies painted on the door, Rose loaded the dry letter into the envelope, and after a few moments, she returned to her seat with the sealed letter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info She seemed ready to hand the letter to Ekko, but her next move was to turn her arms around and close the letter to her chest.

"Where are you, Eko?" asked Rose suddenly.

"Elada. ā€

"You shouldn't have come to Dstaing. Rose shook her head.

"Is it because d'Estaing is unkind to elves?"

"Unfriendly? It turns out that the outside world is quite polite to us. Rose laughed.

"Let me tell you that. She leaned back in her chair, resting one hand on the handlebar to support her cheeks.

"The people here believe all kinds of unbounded rumors, such as that elves need to rely on human blood to stay alive and human hearts to survive...... What's even more interesting is that these rumors scared the elves away. ā€

Ekko's eyes flickered, for in the history he had read, d'Estaing was one of the cities that Dubert had taken from the elves after the war with the Golden Grove. It is said that at the beginning of the war, mankind used many inflammatory rumors to slander the elves. Today, Dubert has been replaced by the Vitos Federation, and those rumors are still so powerful.

Rose sighed, her gaze drifting away as if she had suddenly opened a memory box.

"Actually, when I was very young, I could still see some elves in the city. But at that time, I was still a flower planted in a greenhouse, and I never thought about why those elves always looked a little melancholy, and now that I think about it, they have endured all kinds of malicious speculation and all kinds of troubles, and it is no wonder that they have no nostalgia for this place. ā€

How many elves still live in d'Estaing?

He didn't ask Rose the question, but what Rose said next answered Ekko's doubts somewhat.

"Honestly, after I fell into the dust, I never thought I'd meet a second elf in this city. And if you look at the size and posture alone, you are surprisingly similar, but unfortunately he painted a crappy face on his face, and I was too curious about what he really looked like. ā€

Rose sighed, and she placed the letter on the table and pushed it towards Eako.

"Why are you talking to me about this? I mean, if you want to tell me that you were the wrong person in the first place, you'd be going into too much detail. Ekor couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know. Rose shrugged her shoulders.

"He was worse than I was, and we sometimes took care of each other, but in reality I received more from him. Unfortunately, I can't repay him, at least not yet. Rose suddenly clenched her fist, but quickly let go of her hand, like a bubble bursting in her hand.

"Think of it as a request between friends, if you have the chance to meet that elf, find a way to clear his identity and take him to Elada, you white sparrows should have this ability, and he is also your compatriot......"

"Can you tell me what he does?"

"I'm afraid that's not right. Anyway, you'll know what kind of person he is whenever you meet him, and all I can tell you is his name, his name is Akachi, but that may not be his real name. ā€

"I'll do my best. Ekor replied.

After a while, Eko returned to the market with the letter that Rose had given her. He kept his head down, thinking about everything Rose had mentioned. Now, Ekor fully understood why the clerk she had met before had guessed that the recent murder was related to the elves.

The elves rely on blood to maintain their faces, and their hearts to prolong their lives......

What an old and untrue rumor? If Rose is right, d'Estaing has demonized the elves for two whole centuries! It's no wonder that when he left Elada, the guide Luthman reminded him that d'Estaing was a city that was prejudiced against elves. It's a pity that Lusman, who hasn't returned to his hometown for several years, doesn't know that the elves have almost abandoned Destain.

Ekor smiled wryly and pulled down the brim of his hat, should he thank Rose for making him realize how isolated elves were in the city?

Ecco suddenly thought of the other elf that Rose had mentioned, Akachi.

What is the reason for this fellow elf to stay in Dstaing? When Rose mentions Akaci, her eyes are like saying, "If Acadchi stays in Dstaing, he will die a tragic death." "But where is he going to find the elf hiding in d'Estaing?

Ikor sighed, and he decided to put the homophony thing first. With that in mind, he walked straight through the marketplace towards the stall where Rusman and Ora were watching.

Ora nodded to Echo, but Lussman didn't notice his companion's return at all, and his attention seemed to be elsewhere, until Icor walked up to Lucman and the elderly guide suddenly reacted.

"Oh! you're back. Lusman said absent-mindedly, and the corners of his eyes twitched somewhere from time to time.

"What are you looking at? Is there something wrong?"

"That girl over there. ā€

Lusman lowered his voice and said, "She's been around here for most of the day. ā€

Echo followed Lusman's gaze to the side, and saw a girl with a slightly freckled face dressed as a tavern waitress looking around. She seemed to be looking for someone, but her eyes didn't linger on the faces of others.

The girl seemed to realize that her actions looked a little strange in the eyes of others, and she puffed out her cheeks slightly, and there was a look of confusion and nervousness on her face. Seeing that the girl raised her hand and set up a pergola in front of her forehead, and stood on tiptoe to begin her aimless round, Eko couldn't help but shake her head and look back at Lusman.

"It's a little weird, but it doesn't look like a thief. By the way, didn't the homonyms here send anyone to contact us?" asked Ica.

Lusman shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands.

"Maybe it's still a little early. ā€

Ekor blinked thoughtfully, and just as he was about to discuss the letter with Lusman, he suddenly heard the melody of his hometown coming intermittently from a woman's throat. The singer's performance was extremely lame, the lyrics were all wrong, and the tune was out of tune. As soon as Ikor turned her head, she found the person who had poisoned "Elada", who was the girl who had behaved grotesquely before.

At this moment, her face became even more eccentric, and she sometimes pouted, sometimes frowned, and occasionally rolled her eyes to passers-by who passed her. It's hard to imagine that this girl is a local white sparrow.

"Oh my God. Lusman patted his head.

"Stop, the white sparrow's face is about to be lost. ā€

Ikor couldn't help but sigh. He felt something touch him, and it turned out that Ola had handed him the lute, and Lusman looked at him with a blank eye. Both men apparently wanted Ekor to respond with a standard "Elada". But in this way, it is somewhat of a fighting song, and in Elada, the fighting song between men and women is an interesting expression, which makes Ekor hesitate.

He looked at Ola's pursed lips and smiled, at Luteqin, and then at Luthman's helpless expression. I finally mustered up the courage to pluck the strings. But this time, Ekor kept looking down at the strings to avoid embarrassment, and he tried to focus on his own voice, hoping that he would be more natural, but Echo had to admit that he had started singing a little badly, as if he had been completely spoiled by the girl's voice, and it was not until two verses of the lyrics that he gradually entered the groove.

When Eko finished singing the last line of "Elada", and when the other unrelated listeners dispersed, it was not surprising that there was one more person among them.

"You're from Elada, aren't you?"

The girl dressed as a waiter asked cautiously.

"Yes. ā€

"What does the sparrow on the transverse flute believe?" said the girl, suddenly asking a strange question.

"Believe not in prophecy, not in authority, but in the truth. Ekor replied.

The girl was greatly relieved by this reply.

"Misha Vites, you can call me Misha. Oh my God, you sing so well. Misha laughed.

"Eko Siddle, the Hub will temporarily arrange for me to come to d'Estain to assist with the harmonic here. ā€