Chapter 86

"Harp? Half elves? "

Lott looked at the girl sitting on the bench with her head between her knees - her tiny pointed ears showed her racial identity.

Lott looked at her dress quietly. After a few seconds' pause, she turned her head and glanced at the large and small bags of things on the bench beside her - all of them were small gifts and some changed clothes.

See here, Lott is to understand about: from the outside of the half elf girl, after shopping, no money? This is.

"Are you a bard, please?" Asked Lott, looking at her.

When Ethel heard this, she raised her head and saw a noble knight in exquisite white armor and a masked assassin in black standing next to him.

The aristocratic children who travel?

Thinking of this, Ethel quickly put her legs down from the bench, sat upright, looked up at Lott, nodded, and said nothing. She was looking forward to what would happen next. The best part of bards is that when they have no money, they can go to the pub to do part-time jobs, sing a song and get some rewards.

Of course, as an aristocrat, Ethel only saw these things and did not participate in them. After all, she had enough money on her, and now

"I didn't expect that I would be reduced to what I am today. He asked me about my career. Do you want me to sing to him?" The girl was thinking about how much she should charge him.

Lott looked her up and down with his chin in his hand, turned his head to Maria next to him, and said, "maybe the plan for the singer will be advanced."

Singing and dancing? Maria was confused, but it didn't stop her from saying "Oh".

"Of course, the premise of the singer's plan is to find some qualified singers. I have plans to recruit some bards, but I just don't know if their songs are suitable for modern pop music..."

Lott was talking to himself, and Ethel was full of questions, Then he frowned and asked, "what are you talking about?"

When Lott heard this, he found that he was a bit impolite and said with embarrassment, "I'm sorry, um... In this way, I have 500g. If your repertoire can satisfy me, then the money is yours."

“500G？！”

The girl suddenly widened her eyes. Originally, she thought that she would take him about 50g, which was a high price. Who would call herself the countess's daughter? A normal Bard's song is only 2 or 3G.

"I sing! I sing Iser screamed subconsciously, but then found that she seemed a little too... Er... How to say

Looking at her excited look, Lott took out her bank card with a smile, brushed the switch she was wearing, and said, "200, OK." The money went to her.

"This 200g is a deposit. I hope your songs can satisfy me. The 300g is also yours."

Lott stood up straight and looked at her again with his arm against his chin, but then he found out how the situation was so similar to what happened on the streets of a certain country: a girl in urgent need of money met a man who proposed a deal

Ethel's eyes widened, looking at the balance of the deposit shown in the switch, When Lott said that it was only half of the deposit, he immediately put the harp on his lap and said confidently, "what do you want to hear?"

"Well, you're the best."

"Oh, listen to me."

The unique ethereal sound quality of harp began to play in the busy street, and the wonderful melody made passers-by stop to watch.

It has to be said that the elves are not only beautiful in appearance, but also versatile, especially the half elves in front of them.

Thinking of this, Lott suddenly realized that the shadow of the half elves can often be seen in the pedestrians around

"In other words, Kane City, or the world, is in the stage of national integration?"

Just as Lott thought about it, at the end of the song, the onlookers clapped their hands gently. Seeing that the girl didn't mean to continue to play, they dispersed slowly.

"How's it going?" Ethel was very confident in her performance.

"Out of tune." Lott said with a smile, "but it's a great song. Did you write it yourself?"

Ethel frowned and wondered if the guy in front of her knew music? Or are you just trying to default?Looking at her, Lott shook her head helplessly, gave her the remaining 300g, and said, "if you write this song yourself, eh... Can you accept writing songs? I have a piece that needs the help of a competent bard. "

After receiving the remaining gold coins, Ethel was relieved. When she heard Lott's question, especially the "capable bard", she immediately looked up at him, patted him on the chest and said, "I don't know about the others, but you're asking the right person. No one has better creative talent than me!"

"Is it?" Lott's smile grew stronger.

"What song?" Ethel asked.

"Er... Sorry, I can't sing."

"Well, I'll listen to you two

"Well, listen up."

Lott brewed in his heart, then reached out and moved his fingers to the beat, and slowly hummed out the elegy of the upper elves, as if in a state of selflessness. After listening to a few words, the half Elven girl in front of her also closed her eyes and whispered.

Maria, who was standing by, looked at them both with a hazy face.

Monsters for music, film and television, culture and other creative aspects are short board, so there is no such as KTV practice room.

And the background music on the game machine is mostly copied from the light songs sung by some minstrels in their spare time.

The battle melody of pet elves is a little bit hummed by Lott himself, and then made by the goblins. This alone makes those guys spend a long time.

Music, or to find professionals more reliable.

Ethel's eyes closed and her body swung back and forth to the tune that Lott hummed - no one was more focused on music than she was.

At the end of the song, Ethel slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing Lott with a smile in front of him, he subconsciously asked, "are you a bard, too?"

"No, miss, as you can see, I'm just a white knight with a special interest in music."

"So... What's the name of this song?" Ethel asked, looking a little emotional.

Lott smiles and says, "want to learn from you? I'll teach you. Come with me. "

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