Norway, in the Sanvika, Cherry and Oleander taverns, there is a lot of people.

The Cherry Blossom and Oleander Tavern is the largest tavern in the whole of Sanvica, and the minstrel is of the highest quality.

At night, it's crowded with well-dressed aristocrats, mercenaries from south to north, or hired laborers who have just worked as a coolie for a day at the docks.

All are equal here, and they enjoy music together.

Perhaps because Northern Europe is more wild, people here are much more religious about music than in the South.

In full view, the innkeeper slowly walked to the center of the crowd, and she calmly looked around, signaling everyone to be quiet.

It is known that tonight's Bard is about to appear.

The bard, in a flamboyant red hat, wears a conservative red dress with a veil around her face, revealing only a pair of sapphire-like eyes.

She stepped out from behind the counter, holding the lute that the bards regarded as life.

She sat down in the empty high chair in the middle of the crowd, her slender fingers plucking the strings of the root.

The tavern was silent, and even the roughest, wildly drunk, was now quiet.

This is a bards who have recently made a name for herself in the city of Tsunvica, and her singing voice is heavenly, and she has never had those vulgar meat jokes.

Amid the expectant gazes, the bard slowly sang, "The wolves are drowsy in the forest, and the bats are staggering in the wind." ”

"But there is a soul that cannot sleep, and is afraid of witches, demons, and ghouls. ”

"My baby Polly was awakened by a nightmare, don't leave her alone. ”

"The witcher is ruthless, and lives for the bounty. ”

"He came and went without a trace, leaving no life, only pain and injury. ”

“.....”

"The birds are silent by night, and the cattle disappear by day. ”

"But there is a soul that cannot sleep, afraid of witches, demons, and ghouls. ”

"My baby Polly close her eyes, don't cry and go to sleep. ”

"The witcher was fearless and took his life for the bounty. ”

"He cuts you off, and he cuts you open, and he cuts you alive. ”

"Devour all your ......"

The end fell, and the applause was thunderous.

While it is difficult for people to understand the lyrics of the bard, the music is beyond words.

The soothing singing made everyone quiet, as if they had returned to their mother's arms, and some people were even weeping.

At that moment, the door to the tavern was pushed open, and a cold wind poured in, which was immediately blocked by the black-clad knight who appeared in the doorway, cloaked in black.

When he walked inside, the wooden door closed with such a loud noise that many of the people who were still immersed in the music were annoyed.

"Hey, knight lord, if you don't know what etiquette is, I, Iron Fist Henry, can teach you in place of your teacher. ”

Under the knight's iron helmet, his cold gaze swept over the shouting majestic man in a bearskin robe, and then looked back at the bard in the center.

No one would think that he was afraid of this Iron Fist Henry, even Henry himself, swept away by that cold gaze, instantly fell into an ice cave, and did not dare to say a word.

The knight applauded lightly and said, "A very beautiful lullaby, even if it is just passing by, it still makes me subconsciously stop and sway for it." ”

"But you seem to have a misunderstanding about witchers. ”

The bard's veil was a little evasive, and she whispered, "I also heard this song from other people's mouths." ”

"You seem to have seen me?"

The black-armored knight's tone was cold and playful, like a cat waiting to catch mice.

"No, sir, we don't know each other. ”

The bard whispered.

Her eyes as gentle as autumn water cast a light of help to people, and the Nordic men with strong blood could not stand this kind of gaze, and they stood up and clamoured.

"I don't care who you are, knight, but even if you are a guest of the king, you must abide by our rules in this tavern. ”

"That's right, you're so rude that you are aggressive towards our poetess as soon as you come in. ”

The black-armored knight was still staring at the bard, her body trembling slightly, and her fingers holding the lute turned white.

"Sorry to disturb you. ”

The knight bowed slightly, then turned away.

...

By the time the bard left the tavern, it was already midnight.

She was escorted out of the tavern by a man who volunteered, a strong man named Henry Ironfist.

As soon as she went out, she saw a pair of cold eyes in the dark, with a familiar playful smile, leaning against the wall and waiting for her.

The bard's body trembled slightly.

"Don't implicate innocent people. ”

The cold and merciless voice of the black-armored knight sounded, startling Ironfist Henry.

He couldn't imagine that this man had been waiting for so long in the cold wind.

Henry Ironfist raised his iron fist and shouted angrily, "Knight, what makes you so despicable that you want to embarrass a poetess whom you have met for the first time?"

The black-armored knight walked slowly from the darkness, he shook his head slightly, and said politely: "Mr. Henry, you have overreacted, I only have something to say about this lady - I am very interested in music about her lyrics. Plus, I'll escort her back to your quarters for you. ”

Henry said angrily: "I ......"

The bard stopped Henry, shook her head, and said, "The knight will escort me back to my lodgings, Henry, and thank you for your help during this time." ”

"......"

"Let's go, Henry. ”

The bard's tone is gentle, but not to be refused.

Henry left reluctantly.

She took off her veil, her cheeks so white as if they were transparent that there was no blood, and her pale blue eyes were always filled with resentment.

"Ma'am, we've met before?"

The black-armored knight asked.

"Of course, the witcher. ”

The bard's tone was full of hatred, and she said word by word: "Even if you burn to ashes, I will not forget you." ”

The witcher said thoughtfully, "Is it in Count Dracula's castle?

The bard said in a calm tone: "I was out at that time, and when I returned, the castle was burned down by you, and I saw it in the blood of my companions. ”

The witcher frowned, "To be honest, I didn't expect you to persuade that Iron Fist Henry to leave, isn't he your shield?"

"Henry helped me, I don't want him to die at your hands. ”

The bard whispered, "And I don't think he's a mere ordinary man who can stop you as a ruthless killer." ”

"You're wrong, I only kill monsters, and I won't kill an innocent person who is carried away by emotions if it is not necessary. ”

The witcher scoffed.

"Innocent? Do you have innocence in your eyes?"

The bard gazed into the witcher's eyes and said, word by word, "Isn't she innocent that you killed my child, who has never harmed a person's life?"