"Return to the capital? Why … He's done something that you, or I, couldn't accomplish in years. You just need to keep an eye on the church's movements. I'll send someone to bring him back when necessary. "
"Understood."
The Dark Elf could hear a hint of relief in the voice beside her ear.
Actually, if necessary, she could forcefully kidnap Josiah and bring him back to the Realm of Devils. Unfortunately, the Dark Elf didn't have that ability.
She was also waiting to see the ending of "This Demon Is Not Too Cold".
This time, the conversation didn't last long. The magic circle's light gradually faded, and the entire loft returned to silence.
The Dark Elf walked down from the loft and transformed into a crow again. She flew out of the Black Pigeon Inn, crossed the streets of Noland, and finally arrived at the Hearthstone Tavern. She circled a few times before landing on the roof.
Just then, she saw Josiah's carriage stop at the entrance of the tavern.
When the carriage stopped, Hiri woke up from her sleep. She yawned and stretched her aching neck.
Hiri didn't fall into a deep sleep the entire time in the carriage. She would wake up at the slightest movement.
"Something's wrong today?" Hiri walked out of the carriage after waking up. She noticed that the atmosphere in the Hearthstone Tavern wasn't right.
The Hearthstone Tavern was open 24/7. Even at one or two in the morning, there would still be a group of dwarves sitting around the table, ready to party until dawn.
Surprisingly, there wasn't any noise from the dwarves in the tavern tonight. Melodious singing filled the entire tavern.
"Because there's a new singer in the tavern."
Josiah listened carefully for a while. He realized that the song wasn't in any language he was familiar with. He then looked towards the temporary stage in the corner of the tavern.
The Frost Elf, Taylin, was singing and playing a harp.
When the song ended, the tavern didn't resound with applause like during the day. Instead, a bunch of dwarves had already fallen asleep on the table, and some others were also drowsy.
"Why does this elf girl's song sound like a sleeping mushroom?" A dwarf complained with a yawn.
Taylin, who was sitting on the stage, stopped her performance awkwardly. She happened to notice Josiah enter the tavern. She waved at Josiah and Hiri, picked up her harp, and walked towards Josiah.
"You've been in the tavern since you returned to the Falosi Residence in the afternoon?" Josiah asked.
"Yes. And I seem to have caused you … a lot of trouble."
Taylin, who was standing in front of Josh, seemed a little embarrassed. In order to provide more nourishment for the World Tree,
On the way back to Falosi Mansion, she sneaked out of the car again and went all the way to Hearthstone Tavern to continue working as a Bard.
When Taylin first arrived at the Hearthstone Tavern, most of the customers were still casters.
Like during the day, she sang the poems passed down among the elves on the temporary stage built by Josiah, hoping to collect some 'nutrients' for the World Tree with her singing.
The poems passed down by the elves from ancient times were usually about some distant story. The length of the poem was so long that Taylin kept singing from afternoon to midnight.
When Taylin opened her eyes again, she found that the spellcasters in the tavern had become a group of dwarves sleeping on the ground.
At that time, Taylin realized that she was in trouble, and to make matters worse, the boss of the Hearthstone Tavern, Josiah, had just returned from Squirrel Street.
"It's not that troublesome."
Josiah looked at the Dwarves sleeping on the ground. Many of them were even snoring.
Ever since the opening of the Hearthstone Tavern, these Dwarves would stay from 8 pm to 5 or 6 am before returning to the mines to mine.
If it weren't for the fact that these dwarves were physically strong enough, they would have met their beloved Mother Earth sooner or later if this continued.
"But a song that makes listeners fall asleep doesn't seem to be able to provide nutrients for your World Tree?"
Josiah pointed out the crux of the problem. Taylin had once told Josiah about the conditions for the World Tree seed to grow in her body. Those who fell asleep would not be able to enjoy the song with the emotion of 'admiration'.
"I just sang a poem that has been passed down from generation to generation in my clan. Apart from the song 'let it go', that's all I know," Taylin said helplessly.
For the people of this world, music was still a very high-end thing. The only opportunity for civilians to listen to a few songs came from some traveling bards. The poems sung by these bards were just like the ones performed by this Frost Elf.
She could sing it with a very simple piece of music and a very simple melody. This kind of performance was more appropriate than singing a 'storytelling with accompaniment.'
This Frost Elf lady had just told the story in the elven language for the whole afternoon, and humans and dwarves couldn't understand it at all.
The elven poem and the slow version of let it go couldn't leave a deep impression on others at all.
Josiah felt that it was necessary to write some shocking songs for this Frost Elf.
"You go back to the Falosi Mansion to rest first. Tomorrow, I will go to Mrs. Sizer to talk about the soundtrack of this demon. Just in time to add a song suitable for you to sing."
For the soundtrack of the previous movie, Josiah handed it over to the Venerated Skeleton's Ghost Band to perform.
At present, Josiah was far from gaining a firm foothold in Noland. Directly opening the teleportation portal to the Venerated Skeleton's territory was equivalent to holding a nuclear bomb and running to someone else's city center.
Even if Josiah swore, "Don't worry! It won't explode! " But the great mages of Noland would definitely blast Josiah out at all costs.
So this time, Josiah intended to hand over the soundtrack to Black Swan.
"The song I sang?"
"It's equivalent to the elven poem you just sang, but the rhythm is a little more complicated."
Josiah gave an inappropriate analogy. When this Frost Elf sang the poem just now, she sang it in a bel canto way, although for the latter, she was just telling a story in the elven language.
"I will try my best to sing it," said Taylin.
A complete song score was a very high-end thing in this world. After all, opera itself was an art that the middle and upper classes could enjoy. To perform it completely, a special orchestra was needed.
"Have a good sleep tonight."
After Josiah watched the Frost Elf leave the tavern, he immediately went to the second floor, took out a pen and paper, and began to write the score of all the background music in this demon.
Hiri was responsible for transforming ordinary white paper into a staff with magic.
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