The easternmost part of the Prancing Plain, the castle of White Wolf City.

In the small concert hall, a band gathered around a bench played music for the big white wolf on it, some of them played strings, some played gongs and drums, and another musician stood in front of a piano to lead the whole orchestra.

On the long seat, the white wolf closed his eyes lightly, sometimes tapped the wolf's head to enjoy the melody, sometimes the wolf's ears moved, his face froze, and the huge wolf claws quietly slapped the cushion with the rhythm.

Since the young family member of the White Wolf family took over White Wolf City as the Guardian of the Demon Wolf Detachment, she recruited a large number of musicians from all over the country, and ordered people to collect music scores and poems among the barbarians, orcs and wolf barbarians, and organize the fragmentary tunes scattered in various tribes.

As the music was finished, the pianist got up gracefully and walked respectfully to the bench, "Lord Demon Wolf, we have already played the new score you requested, are you still satisfied?" ”

"Hmm......" the white wolf slowly opened his eyes, "overall is okay, there are a few problems you should improve, first of all, the overall instrument arrangement is not bright enough, your percussion instruments can't reflect the desolation and vastness of the Galloping Horse Plain, I think you can use some barbarian bells and war drums." ”

The white wolf's voice, although noticeably a little lazy, was very clear, "In addition to the instruments, the structure of the music is not neat, is there a problem with the counterpoint of your second verse?" ”

The musician's originally smiling face showed stiffness, and some of the questions were originally deliberately left by him, at that time he thought that the big dog in front of him was just a monster yearning for the life of a human noble, ready to find a band to be elegant, and they court musicians could make money by constantly modifying the details in the composition and "creating" new tracks.

However, the reality is that the wolf in front of her not only has a high talent for music, but also has a considerable knowledge of music theory, and the questions she asks may only be understood by her former music instructor.

"Your Excellency, you're so right, I'll just say that I don't think it's right when I play the piano!" The musician hurriedly flattered and said, "Don't worry, I'll go back and change it!" ”

"Well, it's going to be as soon as possible, Night Qicheng will have to hold a grand celebration soon, and your music will have to be practiced with the human voices," the White Wolf nodded and got off the bench, "In the future, White Wolf City will be the music center of the Galloping Horse Plains, I hope you can afford the strength of a kingdom's chief orchestra." ”

Facing a white wolf with a sense of oppression and a good rhythm, layers of sweat appeared on the musician's forehead, and he leaned over and said, "Lord Demon Wolf, please rest assured, we will definitely redouble our efforts!" ”

The white wolf nodded gracefully and left the concert hall, and in the passage of the castle, the leopard maid Sekula ran quickly to her side: "Miss? How is the band playing? ”

"Hmph, dare to fool me? It's really bullying orcs who don't understand music, right? Sanji said disdainfully, "These bands from Kirislav are of average level, and they are really not small, if it weren't for the music theory I studied with my aunt for several years, I would have been deceived by them." ”

"You're still amazing, I can't hear the difference between what they play." Sekula flattered her young lady as she reported to work, "Lord Black Rabbit has renovated a new theater and concert hall, and by the way, 3 taverns have been renovated,"

"It has to be the Black Rabbit's quick movements," said Sanghime happily, "has she heard the hymn she wrote for her?" ”

"Of course, Lord Black Rabbit is very satisfied, and says that he will teach a few more troubadours and sing in the taverns in the salt and iron mines."

"Well, you pick a few poets who sing well and send them! Especially in the iron mines, where the Terrans are more obedient to the orcs in the Hindukr, it must be more effective to spread the reputation of the Black Rabbit now. "Sanji is very interested in showing the prestige of Warcraft, and for her, music and poets are the best warriors on the battlefield of public opinion and faith.

When she came to a bay window, Sanji suddenly stopped, stopped and looked at the White Wolf City under the castle, it was already early October, and the weather was getting colder, but several squares in the city were all lit bonfires,

Musicians and singers stood on the high platform of the square, singing legends belonging to the Plains of the Galloping Horses, and the crowd danced to the music of the bonfire.

Sanji looked at the joyous crowd with a smile on her face, as a god and as a stand-in for Tapara, she could not participate in the activities with the people anyway, but even so, she still hoped that the residents of White Wolf City could be bathed in music, happiness and warmth.

Sekula, the leopard man, looked out the window, but said with a headache: "Miss, this bonfire dance party does work very well, but the cost is also large, and each game consumes a lot of gold, food and wood, and if this continues, the funds left to us by the Cardinal Archon should not be enough!" ”

"It's all right, in two days a few chamber music halls will be opened, and we will be able to reduce the consumption of some wood," the maid's words pulled Sanji back to the castle, and she suddenly remembered her father and brother, so she asked casually, "How are my fathers?" Will you be able to adapt to life here? ”

"They are satisfied here, the master has been taking care of the little wolf cubs in the living area of the wind wolf, whether it is a junior wind wolf or an intermediate frost wolf, they all respect him very much, as for the young master Sidaka, he took some orcs and wolves into the frost wolf forest, saying that he wants to develop more tribes in the forest......"

Sekula was a little uneasy about Sangji's brother: "Miss, you said that the young master will not be in danger, right?" ”

"If you go to a strange place to develop a tribe, you will always face danger, you just find someone to remind him not to provoke the people of Kirislav!"

The wolf and her maid finally came to a door, and Sangki politely put her great paw on the door and whispered, "Great Detapala?" I am your servant and priest Sangki White Wolf, will you allow me to come in with my maid Sangki to serve you? ”

About 2 minutes passed, and there was no movement on the other side of the gate, Sanji and Sekula gave each other a look of confirmation, and quietly pushed the door open.

As the light in the crack in the door grew brighter and brighter, Sanji saw the back of the door, which was the hall where the demon wolf Tapala and several high-level magical beasts were resting.

In the hall of thousands of square meters, the pillars shone with a magical glow, the walls were painted with all kinds of magic circles, and a large long table was placed at the edge of the room, on which there were fresh demonic meat and magic wine at any time; The central few hundred square meters are covered with cushions, and the magic elements are so rich that they almost overflow to ensure the comfort of the monsters.

There are three curtains on top of the cushions, which are the small resting areas of the Frost Wolf, Agni, and Black Rabbit, while the Demon Tiger does not have special draperies, because her mountain-like body cannot be encircled.

"Off the tapala? Are you awake? Sanji looked at a curtain, and by the layers of frost above the curtain, she knew that the demon wolf must be inside.

(End of chapter)