Chapter 67 So far, it has become an art
The Temple of Youth has two tall white marble columns standing at the entrance. A large number of citizens gather in the square in front of the stairs.
Orcs, half-orcs, humans... the free people temporarily forgot about racial distinctions, playing, dancing and laughing around the spring in the center of the square, immersed in the rich festive atmosphere.
There is a statue of the goddess of youth in the center of the spring. The goddess of youth wears a long skirt, carries a fruit basket, wears a laurel wreath on her head, and has a gentle smile on her face. Directly above the statue hovers a white dove.
Master Candela transformed into a white dove, with the scene of the square reflected in his eyes.
A silver-haired young man appeared at the end of the street. When he walked towards the square, the citizens stepped aside and looked at the young man with reverence.
The two identities of the envoy of the Winter Goddess and the warriors of Winter Lake City caused Yeats to cause a sensation in the square when he appeared on the stage.
Amidst the blessings and greetings, Master Candela noticed a faint cry, followed the sound and looked around, only to see a tall troll blocking a little girl holding a flower basket.
The little girl looked pale and fell to the ground shaking, shrouded in the shadow of the troll.
“Don’t be afraid!” The troll waved his hands repeatedly, “Ogg just wanted to ask how to sell flowers!”
The white dove flapped its wings and landed on the floor tiles. Amid the exclamations of others, it transformed into an old mage holding a staff, wearing a white robe and a thick white beard.
Kandra's expression was solemn, revealing the majesty of the magic master, and asked the troll: "What happened?"
Ogg scratched his head: "Ogg wants flowers, but others He didn’t want to give it to Ogg, so Ogg wanted to buy one.”
Kandra leaned over and helped the little girl up, while looking at the troll Ogg.
“What do you want the flowers for?”
"Ogg's mother is sick. I heard that sending flowers can help her get better quickly." The troll said seriously.
Candra smiled calmly: "Ordinary flowers can only provide psychological comfort. Only long-step flowers blessed by the goddess of youth can have the effect of restoring health."
Ogg's eyes widened: " Where is the Long Step Flower? How can I find it? "
"If you want to get this flower, you have to pass the first test of the Youth Goddess." Candela stroked his beard with interest and looked at the troll. The look in his eyes is no different from how he looks at humans. "If you want to accept the test of the goddess of youth, I agree to let you have a try. What do you think?"
There were whispers and sneers all around.
"Old sir, I am a noble and beautiful person, and letting an ugly troll take part in the assessment on the same stage with me will make people laugh if word spreads about it!" A bald man with a mustache and carrying a violin frowned.
Kandela slowly turned his head and showed a kind smile, faintly revealing the fluctuations of the Six Ring Master's mana.
"What, do you have any objections?"
The bald man's expression froze, he did not even participate in the poetry meeting, and hurriedly left the square.
"Ogg wants to participate." The troll straightened his body, the two fangs in his mouth refracted golden light in the sun, and his eyes were extremely determined, "Ogg wants to participate in the poetry festival!"
"The person's place in the competition just now belongs to you." Candela's eyes glowed with a glimmer of goodwill, "Go ahead."
Above the steps leading to the Temple of Youth.
Philus, the purple-robed mage, stood at the entrance of the temple, and the amplified voice of the spell covered the whole place:
"Dear guests attending the Aurora Poetry Club, please enter the temple one by one. The goddess of youth will be there. A test is set for you in the illusion! "
Yeats walked forward slowly, and from the corner of his eye he saw Perun, a handsome elf wearing a bright red robe, winking at him.
Perun's voice came from the communication technique: "I want to dedicate the crown of the goddess of youth to the beautiful Argonian female Sola. I hope you can help introduce me when the time comes... Haha, Sola, what a beautiful name!"< br>
Yeats: "..."
With this great love that transcends race, you should compete for the election of the God of Love!
At this time, Yeats looked at the particularly eye-catching troll and said in surprise: "Ogg, why are you here too?"
Ogg scratched his head: "Just now a mage said, After passing the first level of the assessment, you can get flowers that can restore your health. Ogg wants to give it a try.”
"Ha! A troll!" Perun deliberately made an operatic baritone voice, exuding the arrogance of an elf, and said loudly, "Do you understand art? Do you know what poetry is? Why don't you read my works, Perun first? ! ”
Your works are full of sex scenes, and there are no poems at all!
It fits Yeats’s stereotype of elves. I don’t bother to argue with him. I look up at Ogg:
“Just do what you want, Ogg. Art is to impress. Others."
Ogg nodded vigorously, walked into the temple entrance first, and disappeared in a burst of light. Yeats and Perron followed.
"You have entered, the test of the goddess of youth."
"You have been prompted: use your artistic actions to make others smile."
Yeats looked around and found himself in a In a dilapidated farmhouse, an additional piece of information came to my mind:
I am now a child of an ordinary serf in a noble manor. I had a dispute with the child of the head steward of the wool guild. My mother came back to apologize. , now lying down to rest.
An act of art also needs to make others smile?
Yeats went to the woods to collect a basket of hallucinatory mushrooms that would cause people to laugh wildly, stewed them into a pot of mushroom soup, and delivered it to the housekeeper himself.
The door was opened, and the steward looked down at the mushroom soup in Yeats's hand, and sneered: "You want this matter to be settled with a pot of broken soup?" "It's not a settlement, I just want to give you some advice. Give me a supper," said Yeats.
"Put it over there." The steward pointed to the table, walked slowly over, and muttered, "It smells good..."
Soon, The steward took a mouthful of mushroom soup and immediately laughed wildly. He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and laughed loudly: "You, you, hahaha!"
Yeats looked at the night sky in the illusion and calmly handed over his answer sheet: "Cooking is art."
The illusion gradually dissipated and changed into another form. Yeats secretly thought... Passed!
Outside the fantasy world, Candela observed the performance of each player through a mirror turned into a water curtain, and fell into deep thought.
When the prompt talks about making people smile, shouldn’t it be about making the mother of the serf child smile?
So... making the manager smile is considered a pass?
Candela was in a weird mood and waved her hand to observe the performance of the next player.
I saw Perun, the elf poet, hitting pots and pans with knives and forks to play beautiful music, which made the peasant woman slowly smile.
Candra nodded and used music. This is a very common way to clear the level.
What concerns Candela even more is undoubtedly Ogg's performance.
Ogg was so anxious that he paced back and forth in the room. Suddenly he had an idea and muttered to himself:
"By the way, Yeats said that art is to impress others!"
Subsequently, Ogg rushed into the housekeeper's house and beat him up.
My mother, who came after hearing the news, saw Ogg being surrounded by a group of guards and beating him. He grabbed the bruised and swollen manager and refused to let go.
Out of the corner of his eye, Ogg saw the pale-cheeked peasant woman and grinned.
“Mom, I took it out on you.”
The peasant woman pursed her lips, tears welled up in her eyes, and she showed a bitter smile.
“I’ll take you home.”
Outside the illusion, Candela blinked in surprise.
Is violence considered a way to pass a level?
Kandra looked at the fading illusion again, confirmed that Ogg had entered the next level, and nodded with confidence.
At this point, it has become an art!
The first round was over, and only Yeats, Perron, and Ogg entered the second round of final assessment. The other contestants were eliminated because they were not artistic enough.
When it came to the second round of assessment, Yeats looked around and found that he, Perron and Ogg were on a grassy field, and in the distance stood a figure in a white dress.
When she turned around, Yeats saw this beautiful blond woman wearing a flower crown, as friendly as the sister next door, showing a gentle smile.
"You have been prompted: Please present a poem to the incarnation of the goddess of youth and gain her approval."
The elf poet Perun knelt on one knee, facing the blond woman, full of enthusiasm:
"Please let me sing the praises of youth for you with this "Ode to Youth"!
Youth! The joy of life Wine makes you sweet, as long as you share it with others,
Our hearts feel the joy of heaven, as long as there is a golden thread to connect them..."
Perron's poem The writing is gorgeous and full of passion.
However, the goddess of youth has seen too many poets praising youth, and the praises are the same.
Yeats secretly thought... If he wants to win her favor, he must be unique.
After Perun finished reciting his poem, the blond woman looked at Ogg calmly.
Ogg scratched his head and said loudly: "Ah——"
The voice froze in the air, Ogg looked at the sky and said: "I have already got the flower, Ogg, quit the game! ”
The next moment, the troll's figure disappeared into the illusion, leaving only Perun and Yeats looking at each other.
Perun stretched out his hand gracefully and signaled Yeats to come forward.
The breeze blows on the grass, and the skirt of the goddess of youth is swaying slightly. She is smiling, and her blond hair is shining. Her face is beautiful and flawless, and she is eternally youthful.
Yeats stared into her bright eyes and slowly recited the famous poem that won the championship in the game plot.
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