Fool's old attack is a wolf god

Chapter 98 Singing a Song

Roy twitched his lips. He really didn't know how that Prince Alex could tell such a lie so brazenly. He turned his head to look at Adolf, but found that the other party stared angrily: "Why is that man talking nonsense?!"

"That man is probably a sycophant, the prince's sycophant." Roy replied, "Don't bother with him."

"But I did those things!" Adolf felt unwilling, "Why did he say that?"

"Maybe he wants to take your credit for himself and expand his reputation." Roy patted his head and explained, "Honey, you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" Adolf said as he took another sip of beer, and the glass fell heavily on the table with a bang, "I'm just a little angry! How could there be such a person? That prince is so shameless Already!"

"There are too many people like this," Roy thought for a while, "Just wait, I'll teach him a lesson for you!"

Hearing this, Adolf calmed down a bit, but he still stared at the gentle little brother in the distance, ready to pounce on him and beat him up.

"Boss," Roy stretched out his hand to summon the black elf, "do you have any musical instruments here?"

Gordon glanced at him, walked from the bar into the hidden back room, and after a while he came out, holding a huge harp in his hand.

"You actually have this thing," Roy twitched the corner of his mouth, and took the harp over. "It's even more unfortunate that I would."

Roy's mother was a pipa girl in the Ming Dynasty. After being transformed into a blood race by her father, her love for music increased instead of diminished. She learned many western musical instruments and was obsessed with playing the most beautiful music for her husband. Music, by the way, taught her son to be proficient in everything.

Roy held the harp and tried a few notes. Adolf touched this and that curiously. Roy smiled and took his hand away, and tried to play a little star first. He conceived a little melody in his head. , ready to sing.

"Don't break my harp." Gordon said coolly, "This is a birthday present from my family. It's just for you to use. If you break it, take it Let your amethyst pay off."

Roy swallowed the tune in his throat again. He glanced at the black elf, held the harp in his arms, and with a more stable posture, with a flick of his fingers, a string of fluent notes overflowed.

A beautiful rhythm appeared in the noisy tavern. Everyone stopped drinking and turned their heads to look over.

"This world is so wonderful, the truth can be turned upside down," Roy sang steadily without being affected by the gaze of countless eyes, "You fools who brag don't even know how to write a good draft!"

Roy directly applied a song from a famous anime in an island country, and the cheerful singing immediately attracted the attention of a large number of people. A drunk man who was close to him jumped out directly: "You you you! What are you singing about!"

Roy ignored him and continued to sing: "There was a prince, Alex, who had no choice but to go to sea to find a beautiful mermaid to please him."

Adolf listened to the song and thought it was nice. He didn't allow anyone to insult his female, so he got up and threw the big guy out.

"I happened to meet a suspected mermaid, and I wanted to be a trap, but I didn't expect it! A giant shark came to blow up the boat, boom!" Roy added an explosion sound effect at the end of the song, and then he continued to sing with a smile, "I didn't Use it to blame others, kill people casually, blah blah, run for your life as soon as you are rescued!"

"Hey, I ran away without saying thank you!" Roy's fingers slipped beautifully, and ended with a fluent dial. He just sang casually, not even half a song, and omitted There are many details, but the part sung is not fake at all, it is all true.

After Roy finished singing, he held the harp and gave a gentlemanly salute to the stunned crowd: "Thank you for listening to the end. This is the first song I adapted. If anyone has any questions, ask who wrote the lyrics. Just say it's sung by a bard who loves to tell the truth."

"Oh, by the way," Roy handed the harp back to Gordon, stretched out his hand to grab his old harp, and took out a large handful of gold coins to slap on the table, "I'll invite everyone to drink today. Let this matter be publicized, and those who can sing are better off singing everywhere!"

As for the blushing guy over there with a snarky neck and a swearing mouth, Roy smiled generously at him, and he said: "Especially a gentle little guy who likes to brag about princes and keeps scolding me." Brother, please be sure to tell your prince, it is best to sing this song to him as it is.”

All the people present were silent for a second, and there was loud applause the next second. Whistles and cheers were mixed together, almost breaking through the roof.

"what happened?"

The dwarf, who was so drunk and fell asleep in front of the bar, was awakened by these voices. He rubbed his eyes, and saw his old friend Gordon crossing his chest, watching the group of demons dancing in front of him, and calmly commented: "Your new friend is not easy."

Antoine's brain hadn't come to his senses yet, he turned his head in a daze at this moment, and instinctively said, "Huh?"

"It's really useless to talk to a fool like you." The black elf expressionless, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head vigorously, "Just pretend you didn't hear anything."

It’s quite strange to say that, the group of people who asked for Amethyst and were tied to the tree before, at this moment, the leaders are wandering around in the tavern. They originally wanted to inquire about the news and use the most vicious means to retaliate This family didn't expect that the other party appeared by themselves and sang such a song.

People in the royal family love to protect their own face the most. Once someone says something that should not be said, especially those bad things that spread far and wide, one can imagine what will happen to him.

This guy really doesn't know whether he is bold or fearless, or he is looking for death.

"Our regiment is known as the third largest regiment in the entire empire, and it only hired ten magicians at most, and had to be ordered by the royal family to find the most precious amethyst..." The regiment leader took a sip of wine depressedly, "Cursed Well, I've wanted to scold those people for a long time, but unfortunately I still have to make ends meet in the kingdom, and I'm not brave enough."

"After this incident gets out, that Prince Alexis will definitely send a bunch of assassins to hunt him down," said the deputy head. "We just need to follow them and wait for the rabbit. Missed it."

The deputy head of the regiment thought very well, but the core think tank members of the regiment said: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to kill him, and he may even drag us to death... I think that person is much more powerful than we imagined, it's best not to kill him." provoke."

"Then what should we do? What about our Amethyst mission?" The most loyal subordinate of the group leader said, "There is only half a month left, and it is too late to go to another forest. The royal family will confiscate our gold and seize it." Let go of our precious magician!"

"Even if we still follow behind this big family, after half a month, [-]% of us will not get Amethyst," said the think tank, "In the end, we have only one way."

The leader was silent for a while, couldn't help sighing, and repeated the sentence: "We have only this way."

"What way?" asked the deputy head.

"Can't afford to be provoked and can't hide?" The leader said in a rascal tone, "This empire can't tolerate me, we can go to other empires and take away our precious magicians! If we can't take them away, forget it , go to another country next door to re-employ.”

"Good idea!" "Good idea!" The group members at a table echoed, and they toasted to their most wise group leader together.

Shortly after midnight, a lot of people in the tavern were drunk, and Gordon did not close the door, but called two shop assistants, one to throw out the immobile drunkards, and the other to clean up the messy tables.

Adolf asked kindly, "What if someone gets sick from the cold outside?"

"Illness is their business," Gordon said indifferently, "Everyone is as strong as a cow, and they can't even take care of themselves?"

Adolf was speechless.

"He's afraid of trouble," Roy could tell what the black elf was thinking at a glance, "after all, he can't take care of all of them."

Adolf nodded hesitantly, reluctantly agreeing to this statement.

"It's almost time," Roy drank the last bit of wine, "It will be dawn if you don't sleep, are you sleepy, dear?"

Adolf shook his head.

"Looks like he's a bit good at drinking," Roy praised him, "Let's take Antoine back to his room, so that this little guy won't be buried by other big guys."

"Me! I'll go by myself!" Antoine, who woke up drunk again, said stubbornly, but as soon as he got off his chair, he staggered to this side and couldn't walk in a straight line.

Roy had no choice but to forcibly lift the little dwarf up.

"I'll go by myself, I'll go by myself!" Antoine was thumping so hard that Roy wanted to knock him out with a knife, but as soon as he and Adolf went out, he felt something was wrong... The drunkard who was thrown out should be more than one in the end This number, why does it feel less than half?

The shameful guy happened to pass by, and Roy asked him, and the other guy scratched his head: "Isn't this a normal thing?"

"?" Roy just wanted to ask one more question, when he saw a group of armored groups, in groups of two, one grabbed their arms and the other grabbed their ankles, and took them away.

Roy looked puzzled: "This..."

"These are the soldiers of the Empire. We usually call them the Corpse Squad." The man shrugged. "Some drunkards got sober after being knocked out and left by themselves. Other drunkards were picked and picked by the Corpse Squad after they fell sober." , was taken away."

"Where are these people taking them?" asked Adolf.

"The vast majority of people were directly arrested and pretended to be imperial sailors," the man said. "After all, they committed the crime of drunkenness. Of course, there are still a small number of people who are addicted to alcohol. Go make a test product for the alchemist."

Roy and Adolf: "!!!"

The clerk added: "People who drink heavily are people who waste food. According to the royal family's regulations, it is unforgivable to be drunk...Damn it, how can there be such a stupid law! If this continues, the business of the tavern will probably decrease. The harder it is to do!"