Even if Lucia is calm enough, Donner and Richard talk about interesting things from many years ago, how Kelly makes fun of Richard, and Paul's family from top to bottom, from Paul himself to Mrs. Jennifer, to Turner and Barbara. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They use the utensils in a delicate manner, chew at very small intervals as if they have eaten food for fear of being discovered, pick up and put down the napkin, pick it up and put it down, and only wipe the corners of their mouths every time, and always maintain a smile on their faces that they think they are dignified but are actually very embarrassed.

Gradually, this dinner became an ordeal for anyone. Kylie, in particular, was both disappointed and distressed by her family's performance.

After a long dinner, Donner was the first to stand up to say goodbye to the Paul family and thank them once again for their hospitality.

When they walked out of the tavern door, whether it was Donner, Lucia and Richard, they all felt relieved, only that the sea breeze on this spring night was refreshing and comfortable.

It wasn't until he took a deep breath that Donner noticed the soothing and familiar sound of the piano in his ears. He followed the sound of the piano, and saw not far from the tavern entrance, in the middle of the sparse crowd, a sloppy bard playing his lute.

In front of the bard lay an upside-down hat, a hat filled with a few coppers as if by magic, and all the adults stood far from it, except for the ignorant children who sat unscrupulously - it was evident that they had no money to spare.

The three of them subconsciously walked over to that side, and the bard just squinted his eyes and sang:

Oh...... Lolita Lolita.

Your eyes are as blue as the late autumn sky, and you speak like a nightingale singing.

I gave you my heart, but you took it with you to the south.

You say that on the other side of the Forgotten Sea, is the home of magic.

The back of your departure will never be forgotten.

Oh...... Selena Selena.

Your eyelashes are like black butterflies flapping their wings, and your mouth is like a rose budding.

I gave you my heart, but you took it with you to the north.

You say that under the cliff, it is a knight's paradise.

The back of your departure, so how can I forget.

You say that courage is in the north, and wisdom is in the south.

Boundless slopes, knights down, magic above.

Dreams are far away, and I stay alone in my hometown.

Whenever the lark flies high, I sing in my dreams.

Sing your legends, but you can't sing my sorrows.

Halfway through the song, the bard swayed gently and played a poignant melody. One of the children suddenly shouted, "It's not good, tell about a knight saving the princess! or about the magician's wonderful journey!"

The bard closed his eyes, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and smiled bitterly, and was about to continue singing when he suddenly heard a wonderful crunch in front of him.

He opened his eyes and smiled at the generous guest.

"Only gold coins can make such a sound......" his eyes did not look into his hat, "if I am not mistaken, you are a noble knight!"

It was Donner who threw down a gold coin. He smiled and shook his head, "Is this song your work, what's its name?"

"Yes," said the troubadour at once, "Master Magician...... When the lark flies high. ”

"When the lark flies high...... Well, the name is better than the song. Donner smiled and nodded, and turned to leave. The disgruntled noise of children sounded behind him again.

Richard stood and listened for a while, and then quickly followed Donner: "Brother, have you noticed? It seems that it is still the troubadour...... I remember he hadn't sung a song like that before. ”

"Probably because I'm old......" Donner shook his head, "The more the song is sung, the more bitter it becomes, the clothes are getting more and more torn, maybe one day I will starve to death." ”

"But I think it's good," said Lucia...... suddenly, "it's much better than those knights saving the princess." Such a song should be sung to the nobles in Coennas. ”

"In addition to this tune, the aristocrats also liked to listen to carols. I guess he wouldn't be willing to sing......" Donner said.

"It's better than starving to death...... Lucia's voice softened, and there seemed to be some compassion in her tone.

Donner also suddenly sighed, shook his head slightly, and then smiled: "Do you know? There was once a bard who refused the orange crystal given by the listener, saying that his singing voice was not for the magic crystal, but only for this beautiful night. ”

"What you say is so beautiful, but I don't believe it's true, who would give an orange crystal to the bard......" Lucia shook her head.

Donald smiled and didn't argue with her. It had only been two years, and that midsummer night in St. Petersburg had already seemed like a world away, and I am afraid that no matter how long it was, he himself would slowly wonder if the troubadour who rejected Orange Crystal really existed.

"Did you notice, this troubadour is not a thing, one moment Lolita, one moment Selena's, I guess if I hadn't interrupted him, maybe Leona, Sophia...... Endless. Donner laughed.

Lucia covered her mouth and chuckled, then said seriously, "But it sounds like he's all sincere...... It's not bad. ”

"That's right!" Richard responded, "If you don't mean it, even if you sing it as a Lolita, the song doesn't sound like a taste." ”

Donner turned his head and looked at Richard with a smile: "It seems that Richard has really grown up......"

Richard scratched his head and giggled.

The three of them chatted like this, and stepped on the gravel road under the starlight and silver light to return to the blacksmith's shop.

As soon as he opened the door and entered, Donner said, "Lucia, you still sleep inside, and Richard and I can sleep outside." ”

Lucia was a little embarrassed, and Donner was referring to the blacksmith's shop, where the floor was a hard-trodden dirt floor with no bed or cover. However, she couldn't object to this proposal, she couldn't say, let's squeeze together and sleep together, right?

Donner sensed her embarrassment and smiled and said, "It's okay, we're used to it." ”

"Well, Princess Lucia, go to sleep, my brother and I can sleep anywhere. Richard also advised.

Lucia finally nodded slightly, pulled back the cotton curtain and slipped into the inner room.

After a while, Richard went out and came in with a large bundle of firewood and spread it on the ground. The brothers fell asleep in the pyre.

The starlight shines through the window, and the blacksmith shop seems to be stained with a dreamy layer of frost, and nothing seems to have changed.

"Brother......

"What?"

"It's still comfortable to sleep at home. ”

"Well!"

......

Three days later, Donner and his party left the island of Lante, this time with more Lucia than when they arrived.

The four of them passed through Dorne and headed north along the Imperial Road, where they witnessed the farmers plowing and planting seeds in late March.

On April 6, under the city of Coenas, the two brothers said goodbye to Lucia and Kelly, who were going to the Knights' Federation via Falling Rock.

(Bernard de Ventadorne, the most famous French troubadour of the twelfth century, wrote the famous Chanson, "I Saw the Lark Flying High," which is only borrowed from this chapter.) Ventadorn is an amorous fellow, a bit like ^_^ the troubadour above) (To be continued.) )