crown of stars

The crystal strings glisten under the moonlight, and cheerful and soft notes jump out of the lyre, like a flowing silver river encircling the entire countryside.As a result, the village fell into a deeper level of tranquility, the flowing stream was gradually receding, and even the insects no longer sounded.It wasn't the desolation brought about by death and drowsiness, everything in the world seemed to forget everything, and listened intently to the strings plucked by the silver-haired young man.

A few fireflies came out, wandered around drunkenly, and finally gathered around Messiah.The moonlight was probably too strong tonight, and Beatrice saw a layer of hazy silver light appearing on his body, and she coated the surrounding vegetation with a layer of silver with the sound of flowing music.

The pastor was desperate for his talent, and just listened to her play it once, and Messiah immediately copied the tune on the lyre exactly, and there was a tendency to be better than the blue.That didn't look like a rookie who just touched an instrument, and Beatrice deeply suspected that the Messiah was here to humiliate her ignorance.There are always some people in the world who will not be tempted by the beauty of appearance. One is a complete saint, and the other is that he is more beautiful than her. Unfortunately, Messiah belongs to the latter.

The silver-haired young man stopped playing the piano, and the lingering aftertaste still lingered in the forest.

"Is that so?" asked the Messiah, and to the ears of the priest of Mirwyn, the voice was sweeter than water under the ice.

"Yes." Beatrice replied, her mind set aside from his glorious beauty.

Messiah returned the harp to the pastor, turned and left.

Beatrice looked at his back in disappointment.The Messiah is a person who will not be moved by external objects, and the pastor can do nothing about it.After regaining her emotions and frankly accepting her failure, Beatrice forced herself not to pursue this handsome young man who was beyond her reach.She intends to use this lyre touched by a young man to mourn her dead love, and then, when she strikes the first note, she finds a difference.

This lyre, which cost a lot of money, has become extremely beautiful, and the notes it played are completely different from the notes played before.

Beatrice looked at the instrument in amazement, and found that the dark brown wooden exterior of the lyre, and the patterns inlaid with filigree had turned into the same silver color as the vegetation on the ground, shining brightly even in the dull shadows.The priest couldn't help but change color. She carefully released part of the power of the gods and touched the lyre on the ground.

The results obtained are astonishing.

Whether it is the lyre or the grass that has turned silver, there is a trace of divine power remaining on it.Unlike Milwin's enthusiasm, those divine powers were cool and peaceful, like a night full of stars.

Did she meet a god-favored person, or a demigod?

Nigel woke up from the old wooden table, with traces of spell books on his side face.The quill with brown stripes was thrown aside, the ink on the nib had dried up for a long time.The half-elf was dazed for a while, then looked at the spell book nervously.Fortunately, the spell book was not stained by any suspicious water stains, and the handwriting was not deformed by sleepiness.

He was calculating a spell model last night when suddenly a melodious piano sound came from the woods, conquering all his senses.The exhaustion of the journey came together, and he lay down on the book and fell asleep.

"Good morning!" Sam opened the rickety wooden door and brought him steaming milk, bacon and fried eggs.

"Yeah." The half-elf took the breakfast, remembered the mysterious sound of the zither in the middle of the night, and asked the halfling, "Did you hear last night, in the direction of the woods, someone was playing the zither?"

"What's the sound of the piano?" Sam scratched his head. "I'm sorry, I went to bed early last night and didn't hear it. But I woke up early this morning, full of energy. I haven't slept so soundly for a long time since I left home."

Nigel picked up the milk and pressed the rising suspicion into his heart.

"Good morning." The priest of Milwin just came back from a walk in the countryside. His body was wet with dew, and a few grains of wheat that fell from the ears of wheat were stained on it. He had obviously just finished his morning prayer and received a divine spell bestowed by the goddess.Nigel had a hunch that something had changed in her, but not for the worse.

The half-elf nodded reservedly, brushed past her in the usual manner of a mage, and went to call back the Messiah who was wielding a long knife in the open space.They were going to travel south, and Sam made a rough map based on his business experience.After passing through this unnamed village, they will face a fork leading in all directions, which is related to which country they will visit next.

There was a little disagreement when the final decision was made.The dwarf insisted on going back to his hometown, the Bland Mine, and Sam was going to the Principality of Delgah to sell the special products of the Northland on the car to this wealthy southern country, earning a lot of difference.Nigel didn't have any fixed destination, so he naturally agreed with the halfling's opinion. The Messiah and the priest have nothing to do, three to one.After discussion, a consensus was finally reached, and the dwarves parted ways with them in the next bustling town, while the rest followed the halflings.

The next destination is the small town of Meri in the Principality of Delga.When entering the city from the Northland, Nigel took a closer look at the border line. The guards were not as strict as in the legend.The fortress was built on a towering ridge, and the walls were lined with archery towers, guard towers, and huge bed crossbows and stone cannons.But the broken bricks and rusty parts make the whole fortress look like an old man in his twilight years.A few soldiers clutched their dim spears and dozed off in the door opening.

Sam has traveled to the Northland many times, and he has become a familiar face in the eyes of the soldiers. After paying enough taxes, he entered the town without hindrance.

"Good luck." Sam waved to the bearded dwarf, and from now on there would be one less person in his ranks.

"Let me give you a good word." The dwarf touched the hammer on his waist.He is still in the young and middle age of the dwarves, far from old and frail, and there is no problem in walking the whole distance alone.

Looking at the back of the dwarf, Messiah Yu had a premonition in his heart.

Maybe his and Nigel's future journey will not be so smooth.

The messianic premonition was fulfilled towards evening.

This southern country is much more prosperous than the northern land. In addition, it is summer, and the north-south trade road is opened, and the few hotels are full of people.After Nigel showed his mage status, the four finally let the shopkeeper relax, and lived in his private room under the shopkeeper's eyes that were more fearful than awe-inspiring.

The pastor wandered around the small town preoccupied, as if looking for something, and returned to the hotel dejectedly after a while.The kobold kept by the shopkeeper brought hot water in time, and the priest lay down on the bed after cleaning.

On impulse, she left the newly built temple and was taken over by a later priest, but accidentally discovered a big secret.In any case, she had to report this discovery to the higher-level priest, and they would make a decision.But there is no love temple in the small town of Meili, so she can only try to communicate with the gods directly when she has enough energy tomorrow, hoping to get further instructions.

Feeling the heartache of poverty, the pastor wrapped himself in a yellowed quilt and soon fell asleep.

Beatrice awoke to a cacophony of obscene cursing, the clatter of armor and the screeching of unsheathed weapons.The pastor immediately woke up, jumped up, put on his coat as quickly as possible, put on the three-headed flail, and peeked at the scene downstairs through the gap in the window.

The Messiah and the mage hid in the shadow of the corridor and also noticed the priest's actions.Nigel didn't feel bad for the pastor, and even gave her a calm expression.The small group of people in the hall seemed to be equipped much better than ordinary people, but their inner spirit was not as good as these adventurers who wandered between the north and the south, only relying on sharp weapons to domineering.The previous arrogance and unreasonableness had aroused public anger, and the tough drunks surrounded him without hesitation.The arrogance of the troublemakers immediately weakened, and they had to lean together, drawing out their weapons to threaten the drunks.

The guards who heard the news immediately took these guys away for interrogation, but they will be released soon.

There was a buzzing downstairs, and the pastor's ears moved slightly. Her keen hearing made it easy for her to catch the information she wanted.

Those who came to make trouble were originally a group of defeated soldiers.Several nobles in the principality clashed fiercely, and each sent militiamen and knights to conquer each other. These people came from the defeated side.

This is really not good news.

The halfling Sam frowned. Before he came, the Principality of Delgar was still calm. It can only be said that political affairs are always changing rapidly.

Generally speaking, the king of the principality has no binding force on the nobles below, but the nobles will also tacitly abide by a corresponding game rule, and kick out the guy who breaks the rules, or physically eliminate them.Under normal circumstances, most things will be resolved in the form of exchange of interests, and the further step is poisoning and assassination. Very few people actually go to war.Now several lords are openly strangling each other, and even the broken soldiers are fleeing to the border. It is obvious that the balance in the country has been broken, and the king has completely lost its effect.

Although the time of war is also a good time to make a fortune, he still prefers to do his small business safely and securely, and taking risks is not his style.

"How's the situation here now?" The mage called the shopkeeper and asked him for more detailed information.

"Master Master, are you talking about domestic masters such as Shiratori and Fenghammer?" The shopkeeper looked at the eye-catching silver star on Nigel's chest and said in awe, "Except for a few masters participating in the war, in general, it is still It's very safe, as long as you don't happen to pass by the battlefield."

Meili Town is at the bottom of a sunken valley in the mountains. If you want to change your route, you will have to travel through the uninhabited mountains, which will greatly increase the danger and uncertainty.In addition, some halfling goods only have a short shelf life and are extremely perishable in the gradually warming weather. The group finally decided to venture through the Principality of Delgah.

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I almost forgot to provoke it, I will update it every other day in the next few days