Working Prophet.

Chapter 523 I live to believe in Saturday

Winning all seven battles, Ilea's name resounded throughout the entire Lionheart Castle.

And because of her unique fighting style, weapons that are too weird to be understood by common sense, and being the only woman, she has gained more attention than other contestants.

The bard Kieran naturally wouldn't waste this opportunity.

These days, his inspiration exploded, and his writing was like a diarrhea, and he created "The Godly Knight Ilea", "The Dragon Slaying Hero Kills Quartet in the Tournament Field", "Flame, Thunder and Smoke!" " and "Saturday and its Miracles Shine in the Royal Capital" are four long narrative poems.

On the one hand, they praised the bravery of the female lord, and took the opportunity to spread the belief in Saturday.

And now he doesn't have to get up early to take a seat in the tavern, but all the taverns in the city come to him on their own initiative, and even pay for him to sing.

This was probably the most glorious time for Kieran after he became a bard. With the first-hand information about Miss Rabbit, he quickly became one of the most popular people in Lionheart Castle during this period.

There are also many dukes and countesses who want to talk to him about literature and art. Kieran has been walking a little bit for the past two days, but regrets that he didn't secretly leave a few pieces of dragon's blood before.

He just went to taste a love novel written by a lady with charming eyes and a soft voice last night, and had a friendly and in-depth exchange with the other party.

It was almost dawn when we got back to the hotel, but not long after Kieran lay down, he was woken up again by someone from the Zifengling Tavern.

It was only then that Kieran remembered that he seemed to have received three gold coins from Zifengling's boss the afternoon before yesterday, and made an appointment to perform this morning.

And the key point is not these three gold coins. It is rumored that the owner of Zifengling likes poetry very much. He once sponsored many bards who came to the capital to wander, providing them with free food, accommodation and performance venues.

Later, many of these bards became famous, and they would return to Zifengling to perform from time to time, which made Zifengling famous and attracted more poetry lovers and young bards who wanted to be famous.

There is even a saying gradually, if a bard has not sung in Zifengling, it means that he is only second-rate at best.

Therefore, Kieran cannot refuse this performance anyway.

He got up from the bed in a daze, washed his face briefly, put on his clothes, took his lyre, and followed the guy who came to look for him to the door of the Zifengling Tavern.

It was actually quite early at this moment, but there were already many guests in the tavern, and half of the tables were occupied.

As Kieran stepped into the gate, their eyes also focused.

But bards and robbers have seen them all, and of course they won't be nervous because of such a small scene.

He walked to the center of the tavern with a calm expression, checked his piano again, and cleared his throat. At this moment, Kieran saw a familiar figure.

Surprisingly, it was his old enemy Yin Shou.

The last time the two met, Yinshou sang "Head!"head!head! "Overwhelmed his "Murderer Who Resurrected from the Dead", causing Kieran to sing with few audiences around, and everyone gave the money to the silver hand.

But now that the two meet again, the situation is completely reversed.

Silver Hand was also taken aback when he saw Kieran, and asked subconsciously, "Why are you standing there?"

"What else can I do, of course it is to sing my poems." Kieran said lightly.

"Just you?" Silver Hand expressed doubts, "This is Zifengling, and there have been many great bards."

"And I will also be one of them." Kieran proudly said.

Yinshou subconsciously let out a sneer, but after laughing twice, he found that no one agreed, and then looked around, paying special attention to the boss's expression, and saw that they did not object to Kieran's words.

Silver Hand couldn't help being shocked. Of course, he came to the capital to watch the martial arts competition and find some new creative materials for himself.

However, something happened on the road, and it was delayed for half a month. Even though he speeded up later, he was still a few days late.

That's fine, what he couldn't understand was how he hadn't seen Kieran, a defeated underling, for more than a month, and suddenly became Zi Fengling's guest.

And Kieran seemed to guess what he was thinking, and lightly played the strings, "Do you remember what I said when we parted last time?"

"I just remember that we spat at each other for a long time that day, and I'm not a masochist, why should I remember what you scolded me." Silver Hand pouted.

"No, it's the latter sentence. I said that I will be famous. One day my songs will be sung by millions of people, and you are still playing the stupid head in some unknown tavern."

Kieran said leisurely, and after finishing speaking, he ignored the silver hand with an ugly face, picked up the golden ale bought for him by a female alcoholic, and drank it down in one gulp.

After that, he threw the cup behind him, stepped on a wooden chair with his left foot, and plucked the strings again. First came the song "Flame, Thunder and Smoke!" ".

This is also his most popular poem, because the battle between the female lord and the Sword of Daybreak was the most miraculous, and those who witnessed the battle at the time felt that the trip was worthwhile.

And those who fail to see it can only appreciate Ilea's demeanor from poetry.

Kieran ended the song, and the reaction at the scene was good, with a warm atmosphere and constant applause.

Although Silver Hand didn't want to admit it, he was really immersed in Kieran's singing just now.

Some people say that the person who understands you best in this world is not your lover but your opponent.

Silver Hand knew very well that Kieran, nicknamed the Golden Voice, had a good voice, but Kieran had been lukewarm all these years. The biggest reason was that his poems were poorly written, with old and boring themes, and nothing new.

On the contrary, he was overwhelmed by his breakthrough in acting, but this time the two met again, Yinshou found that Kieran had changed, and his original shortcomings were actually made up for.

No, no, this is not just a supplement, but a trump card for him.

How did this guy do it?
The more Silverhand listened, the more incredible he felt, because Kieran's poem was rich in content and very informative, and there were many details in it, not only the details of the battle, but also the life of the female lord, as well as the mysterious weekend religion and Saturday. detail.

It is reasonable to say that these details are difficult to obtain. This guy...could it be all made up by himself?Then he is courageous enough to dare to offend the famous Dragon Slayer Knight and Shuangxiu Sect during this period of time.

After listening to a poem, many questions arose in Silver Hand's heart, and before he could open his mouth, Kieran sang the second song "Ilea, the Knight of God".

And when he heard "Saturday and Its Miracles Shine in the Royal Capital", Silver Hand suddenly woke up, and then guessed some kind of crazy possibility.

Could it be that this kid hugged his thigh? !
Kieran not only sang all the poems written in the capital, but also sang the poems he wrote before, such as "The Murderer Who Resurrected from the Dead".

But this time, he was still greeted with applause. He sang seven poems. After the end, the purple wind chime was full of people, and someone brought a clarinet to accompany Kieran. The atmosphere was so enthusiastic that Silver Hand Envy and jealousy again.

Kieran bowed gracefully to the audience, and then looked at Silver Hand again, wanting to admire the latter's defeat.

There was indeed a flash of struggle in Silver Hand's eyes, but it quickly disappeared, and he even actively called out Kieran's name.

Afterwards, he rushed to Kieran's side in a brisk pace, and said loudly, "Let's congratulate the birth of another legendary bard! I've ordered drinks for today, everyone, let's drink as much as we want!"

The sound of cheering immediately became louder, and people slapped the table one after another to express their support for Kieran.

However, Kieran seemed very vigilant, leaned into Silver Hand's ear and said, "What the hell are you doing, kid?"

Silver Hand had already held Kieran's hand, and said with tears in his eyes, "Brother was ignorant before, and I caused trouble for you, but you are right, the reason why I am so persistent in defeating you is because I I have always regarded you as a role model, which is born of love and hatred."

Kieran was disgusted by the tenderness of the silver hand, "Can you recover, I still prefer the unruly you."

"That's impossible," the silver hand simply moved up and stuck to Kieran's body tightly, just like a koala hugging a tree trunk. Kieran couldn't break free after several times of effort. .

"You let go!"

"I don't!" Silver Hand said firmly, "Unless you introduce me to Prophet Merlin and let me also join the Shuangxiu Church!"

"Hehe, you're dreaming!" Kieran sneered.

"Then I will kneel outside your hotel and believe that my piety will impress the Prophet. I don't care. I live to believe in Saturday. If I can't believe in Saturday, then what is the meaning of my life? I might as well die !"

Kieran was stunned by Silver Hand's shamelessness.

　On Saturday, let me have a pigeon change today, to recover my condition, good night everyone

　
(End of this chapter)