Cultural Invasion In Different World - Chapter 130

[Chapter 128 Lullaby]

“Returning to the royal city? Why… He has done something you haven’t done for a few years, or in other words, I haven’t done it for a few years. You just need to keep paying attention to the church’s movements, and I’ll send someone to bring him back when necessary.”

“clear.”

The dark elf heard some relief in the voice in his ear.

In fact, if necessary, there is a mandatory option to tie Qiao Xiu back to the demon world, but the dark elf regrets to find that she does not have this ability.

And she’s still waiting to see the ending of “The Devil’s Not Too Cold”.

This time the conversation did not last long, the brilliance of the magic circle gradually dissipated, and the entire attic returned to silence.

The dark elf stepped down from the attic and transformed into a crow again and flew out of the Black Dove Hotel. She crossed the streets of Nolan, and finally came to the Hearthstone Tavern, circled a few times, and landed on the roof.

At this moment, she just happened to see Joshua’s carriage parked at the door of the tavern.

When the carriage stopped, Ciri also woke up from her sleep. She yawned and moved her aching neck.

Ciri didn’t fall into deep sleep all the way on the carriage, and she could wake up with a little movement.

“Why is something wrong today?” Ciri woke up and got out of the carriage, and found that the atmosphere in the Hearthstone Tavern was a bit wrong.

Hearthstone Tavern is open 24 hours a day, and even at one or two in the morning, you can still see a group of dwarves around the table ready to get up until dawn.

Surprisingly, the dwarves did not hear the noise of the dwarves in the tavern tonight, and the melodious singing surrounded the entire tavern.

“Because there is an extra resident singer in the tavern.”

Joshua listened carefully for a while, and found that the content of the song was not in any language that he was familiar with, and then looked at the stage temporarily built in the corner of the tavern.

The frost elf Taelin was playing and singing with a harp.

When a song was finished, there was no applause in the tavern like in the daytime. Instead, a bunch of dwarves lay on the table and fell asleep, and some other dwarves were also drowsy.

“Why does this elf girl sing like a sleeping mushroom?” one of the dwarves yawned and complained.

This situation made Tailin who was sitting on the stage stop playing and was a little embarrassed. She just noticed that Joshua walked into the pub, waved to Joshua and Ciri, picked up the harp and walked all the way to Joshua. .

“You’ve been in the tavern since you returned to the Farosi Mansion in the afternoon?” Joshua asked.

“Well, and I seem to have caused you… trouble.”

Taelin, who was standing in front of Joshua, looked a little ashamed.

In order to provide more nourishment to the World Tree, she secretly ran out of the car again on the way back to the Farosi Mansion, and went all the way to the Hearthstone Tavern to continue working as her part-time bard.

When Taelin first arrived at the Hearthstone Tavern, most of the guests were spellcasters.

She sang the poems handed down by the elves on the stage set up by Joshua just like during the day, hoping to collect some ‘food’ of the World Tree with her singing.

And the poems handed down by the elves from ancient times are generally about a distant story, and the length is so long that Tailin sang it from the afternoon to midnight.

When Taelin opened her eyes again, she found that the spellcaster who had been sitting in the tavern and enjoying her singing had turned into a group of dwarves sleeping on the ground.

It was then that Tylin realized that she seemed to be in trouble, and to make matters worse, Joshua, the behind-the-scenes owner of the Hearthstone Tavern, happened to rush back from Squirrel Street.

“It’s not that troublesome.”

Qiao Xiu looked at the dwarves who were sleeping on the ground, and even many dwarves snored.

Since the opening of the Hearthstone Tavern, these dwarves have stayed from eight o’clock in the evening until five or six in the morning before returning to the mine to mine.

If these dwarves were not physically strong enough, they would have been tossing like this to meet their dear Mother Earth sooner or later.

“But the songs that let the audience sleep, don’t seem to be able to add nourishment to your world tree?”

Joshua pointed out the crux of the problem. Taelin once told Joshua about the conditions for the growth of the seeds of the world tree in her body. People who slept in the past could not appreciate this song with an emotion of ‘admiration’.

“I just sang the poems that our family has passed down from generation to generation, except for let.it.go, that song…that’s all I have.” Tailin said helplessly.

For the people of this world, music is still a very high-end thing, and the only chance for the common people to hear a few songs comes from certain traveling bards who sing poems like this frost The same is played by the elves.

It can be sung with a very simple piece of music and a very simple melody. This way of performance is called singing, it is more appropriate to use ‘storytelling with accompaniment’.

And this Frost Elf lady just told a story in Elvish language that humans and dwarves couldn’t understand all afternoon.

The elf poem and the slow version of let·it·go simply cannot impress others.

Qiao Xiu felt that it was necessary to write some shocking songs for this frost elf.

“You go back to the Farosi mansion to rest first. Tomorrow I will go to Mrs. Caesar to talk about the soundtrack that the devil is not too cold, and just add a song suitable for you to sing.”

The soundtrack of the last movie, Joshua was handed over to the Ghost Band of the Skeleton to play.

At present, Qiao Xiu is far from gaining a firm foothold in Nolan, and directly opening the portal to the skeleton public domain is completely equivalent to running to the city center of someone else’s house with a nuclear bomb.

Even if Qiao Xiu swore to promise ‘don’t worry!

It won’t explode!

‘, but Nolan’s great magicians will definitely do whatever it takes to blast Joshua out.

So this time, Qiao Xiu plans to hand over the soundtrack work to the Black Swan Theatre Company.

“The song I sing?”

“It’s equivalent to the fairy poem you sang just now, but the rhythm is a little more complicated.”

Joshua gave an inappropriate analogy. The frost elf sang the psalm in Bel Canto, although for the latter she was only telling a story in Elvish.

“I’ll try to sing as well as I can,” said Taelin.

A complete song score is a very high-end thing in this world. After all, opera itself is an art that can be enjoyed by the middle and upper classes, and to perform it completely, a special orchestra needs to be hired.

“Get a good night’s sleep.”

After Joshua watched the frost elf leave the tavern, he immediately walked up to the second floor, took out a pen and paper, and began to write the score of all the background music in this devil’s not too cold.

Ciri was in charge of using magic to transform ordinary white paper into a staff.

After spending an hour on and off to complete the background music score, Joshua took out a blank piece of paper again and wrote the title of “Star·Sky” on it.

[End of this Chapter]