Chapter 131 Promotion Ceremony, Mid-Spring Poetry Society (2-in-1)
The spring light is warm, the morning frost is melting, the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain are bathed in warm sunshine, and the smoke from the cooking pots is rising.
Lord's Garden.
The snow leopard propped up its long tail and sat next to the violet bush. The butterfly landed on the tip of its nose. It squinted its eyes and let the butterfly leave without interest.
“Since the collapse of the Winter Temple, the Snow Leopard has looked listless.”
Gray crossed his arms and sighed, "I can understand it very well."
In the Apostle incident, the guardian beast of the Winter Temple died due to Lemuel's attack, Yeats also felt about this sad.
However, it is said that the heroic souls of sacrificed warriors will be led to the place of heaven, the Hall of Valhalla 'Valhalla'.
The heroic spirits will continue to fight in Valhalla until the end... In other words, their souls will not dissipate, so there is a possibility of seeing each other again.
The white-robed mage, leaning on his staff, walked slowly beside Yeats and muttered:
"I once saw the guardian beast Snow Leopard in the Wild Hunt army, but I am not sure what method the King of Wild Hunt used to take the Snow Leopard away."
"Oops!" Lei said in astonishment, "Snow leopards won't be kidnapped by the King of the Wild Hunt and then made into food, right?"
Yeats: "..."
As long as you can talk, you will be better. Say something, Grey.
Soon, Yeats thought to himself.
'But why did the snow leopard become a wild hunter? ’
‘Is the Wild Hunt related to Valhalla? ’
In this way, Wild Hunt and Heroic Spirit do have many similarities.
Whether it is the King of the Wild Hunt or the owner of the Hall of Valor, in the legend of Yeats's previous life, they all point to the same god: the god-king Odin.
Odin is not explicitly mentioned in "Phantom", but it does not rule out that his existence was deliberately concealed.
Yeats thought of the King of the Wild Hunt and made it clear that he wanted to kill the seven apostles. It is estimated that he and the Holy Light forces have long been at odds with each other.
Wanting to study the origins of this fellow countryman, Yeats had his own way, and that was to start with the life story of the ‘Emperor of Lorraine’.
The library of Cam River University contains many precious historical materials about Lorraine. This is also a major reason why Yeats is preparing to go on a study tour.
“Take the sandwich I made and feed it to him.”
Facing the depressed snow leopard, Yeats gave advice.
"What's a sandwich?" Gray asked curiously.
“A newly invented food of mine.” Yeats said calmly and authentically, “I am going to promote it to the whole continent.”
There was no sandwich in the Middle Ages. It did not appear until the seventeenth century. Simple. Yeats promoted it firstly to gain fame, and secondly to strengthen Morning Frost Ridge’s reputation as a “gourmet mecca”.
Right now.
The most urgent task is to prepare to be promoted to the second level bard.
There are three main ways to advance your career: rituals, potions, and prayers.
In fact, the ultimate purpose of 'rituals' and 'prayer' is to pray for the attention of the gods in order to obtain the power of promotion. However, prayer is a daily routine, while rituals are activities.
The exclusive festival of the gods itself belongs to the category of ritual, so the probability of extraordinary people being promoted on holy festivals will be greatly increased.
But potions are easier to understand. By drinking potions made from specific materials, you can be promoted after fully digesting the power of the potion, and gain corresponding new abilities according to the potion category.
The most famous potion for the bard to advance to the second level is the [Nightingale Potion], which is mixed with nightingale feathers, dew, wild rose thorns, and tuberose liquid. Only those with mastery level and above can Only a potion master can make a qualified nightingale potion.
The taste is not unpleasant, and compared to the 'fermented herring meat' used for career advancement as a sailor, it can be called delicious.
After the bard is promoted through [Nightingale Potion], he can obtain the fixed talent [Nightingale Singing Voice], which can make sound spells more powerful and the sound more beautiful.
“Promotion potions are often expensive but not available in the market. I can also make Nightingale-related promotion dishes myself, but I lack the ingredients.”
Yeats thought to himself: “It would be better to do it in the territory. Hold a ceremony and present poems to the goddess of art and youth to gain promotion. "
The most common type of ceremony for the goddess of youth is [Poetry Meeting]. The threshold for promotion to the second ring is low, and the condition is that there are three people. The participation of the above bards requires the use of a prop with artistic divinity as a medium.
The larger the scale of the poetry meeting, the richer the artistic divinity in the poetry meeting, the better the quality of the poetry, and the higher the probability of getting the goddess's attention.
With mid-spring approaching, Yeats is planning to hold a small poetry gathering in his territory, using [Goddess Edu’s Musical Instrument Brooch] as the ritual medium, taking five hundred gold coins as prizes, and inviting minstrels from all walks of life. The poet came to participate.
"The God of Choice naturally has the advantage of career advancement..." Yeats thought to himself, "Even the goddess is one of my own, why should you compete with me!"
*
In order to celebrate the arrival of spring, the news that Chenshuang Ridge was planning to hold a poetry meeting spread quickly.
Originally, Chenshuang Ridge was located in a remote area and had little reputation. Even if there was a poetry meeting, not many extraordinary people would come.
But after surviving the cold wave in Morning Frost Ridge, Yeats's management ability and the territory's heritage have been proven, and many extraordinary people came to watch out of curiosity.
After Thomas obtained Wake Harbor, he waved his hand and allowed the navigation of Wake Harbor and Whitefish Harbor. From then on, there was no need to pass through White Night City, and one could reach Morning Frost Ridge outside the pass by sea.
Half a month passed by in a blink of an eye, during which bards arrived at Chenshuang Ridge one after another.
At the same time.
Thora, who returned from Windmill County, brought back a reward of 500 gold coins from 'Big Tooth' Meta. He placed the full money bag on Yeats's table and said with a smile:
"That one is called Bei. Baron Nuo originally planned to default on my debt and spent three days in Windmill County. As soon as the news came that the carrier pigeon had taken Morning Frost Ridge through the cold wave, he immediately gave me the money!"
Yeats! He smiled slightly and said immediately: "Hilud has been waiting for you to come back. She probably has something important to discuss with you."
"I have already met her just now." Sola's tone darkened, " I didn't expect that she would be so seriously injured... She has something else she wants me to discuss with you."
Yeats had already had a premonition and sighed: "Let her come and talk to me in person. Say it.”
Sora walked down the street, silently thinking about saying goodbye.
The whole street is bathed in the celebration of the Mid-Spring Festival. Recently, many bards have come to the territory. It is said that even the dean of the Poets College of Jianhe University has come to listen to the music.
A handsome elf in a bright red robe, carrying a lyre, walked together with another middle-aged man with an upturned beard and a graceful temperament. He said with pride:
"Richard House Sir, I unfortunately lost to the Art God, which is enough to prove my artistic talent——"
The middle-aged man was well-dressed, holding an upturned beard, and changed the topic:
< br>
"This is the first time we see sandwiches sold in pubs, and it seems to be the invention of Baron Yeats..."
Perron kept talking to himself: "So, as long as you are willing to guarantee my masterpiece, let my work Publish it, and I guarantee that you will live forever!"
Richard coughed slightly and interrupted again, saying: "You haven't told me yet, who is the artistic god?"
"This...you won't believe it if I tell you..."
When Perun hesitated, he caught a glimpse of the Argonian. He was stunned for a long time, and his eyes sparkled.
Sora's expression suddenly changed, and he drew out his sword with a clang. Perun waved his hands calmly and said:
"Please don't misunderstand me. The love between you and me is like the stars last night. I already have another love, so let those past events drift away like smoke." "
Richard looked around at the Argonians who were walking away from Perun and Leng Heng, and said in admiration: "Your Excellency, Perun is really a sweetheart."
Perun Weiwei. He smiled and said: "I have already lost to Baron Yeats once, and this time I will definitely avenge my shame in this poem!"
A trace of surprise flashed in Dean Richard's eyes, and he said calmly:
"So, the artistic divine choice you mentioned before is the Baron of Chenshuang Ridge?"
Perun nodded and smiled: "If Baron Yeats personally participates in the poetry meeting this time, two more masterpieces will be born!"
"Isn't it a poem for each person? How come? Two articles?" Richard was puzzled.
Perun said proudly:
"One masterpiece is by Yeats, and the other masterpiece is, of course, by me, Perron!"
Richard twirled his beard and thought to himself... This poetry meeting is like Baron Yeats A specially prepared promotion ceremony.
However, if his poetry does not satisfy the goddess of art, then his hard work will be in vain.
"A masterpiece?" Dean Richard smiled.
“Let me look forward to your masterpiece!”
On the high ground to the west of Morning Frost Ridge, the blooming honeysuckle sways in the breeze.
The snowy owl flapped its wings and overlooked the entire territory from a high place. Yeats and Candela, who were traveling together, were reflected in its yellow pupils as they swooped down quickly.
Yeats raised his arms to catch the landing snowy owl, and it yawned sleepily:
"Gu!"
Master, I stayed up so late, Finally learned the 'flying technique'!
The flying technique can give oneself and other units the ability to fly for a short period of time. It is extremely difficult to learn, and even fourth-ring extraordinary people have difficulty mastering it.
Yeats calculated that it took Snow Owl about a month to master this three-ring spell.
“How long did it take you to learn how to fly?” Yeats asked sideways.
"I saw the venue of the poetry meeting." Candela said lightly.
Under the cover of honeysuckle, the participants of the poetry meeting respectfully greeted Yeats.
"It's an honor to meet you, noble Baron. I am Lalon, a writer living in Lundu, and a poet by profession." The bald man was polite.
“My name is Sasha.” A gypsy girl wore a navel-baring dance skirt, a bronze vest line, a bell on her waist, her black hair spread loosely, and a sly smile, “Lord, I It seems that you are still lacking a fortune teller, why not give me a try?"
Sasha pulled her collar with her hands and moved closer to Yeats.
Yeats frowned.
Seeing this, she stepped aside wisely and said reservedly: "I am also a Yihuan poet. I am the goddess of art. I am honored to participate in your poetry meeting."
Gypsies are a wandering people spread across the entire continent. They love music, dance, and are good at divination. They are unrestrained in nature and are uninhibited when facing nobles.
Yeats saw from the corner of his eye a Minotaur girl wearing a yellow dress and flowers on the horns of a bull. He was stunned and said: "You...are also here to participate in the poetry meeting?"
The Minotaur girl said shyly : "No...I came with Lord Perun."
Perun? That elf who loves people across races?
Yeats had a thought and saw the handsome elf in red robe walking out of the crowd, bowing gracefully and saying:
"We meet again, Lord Baron."
"Aren't you... pursuing Sola?" Yeats was expressionless, maintaining a cold temperament, and communicated with Perun secretly using communication techniques.
“That’s what happened when I was young.” Perun said calmly, “Now I realize that Miss Margot is my true love!”
“No… you can kill the Minotaur too. ?" Yeats said in a strange tone.
Perun said firmly: "As long as there is love, there will be no problem!"
Yeats: "..."
Where is Cupid? Hurry up and give Perun a choice as the God of Love!
"Lord Baron, will you participate in this poetry gathering hosted by you?" Perron's eyes were glaring.
Seeing Yeats nodding, Perun nodded with satisfaction: "This is best. This time I will definitely write a better poem than you!"
Yeats: "..."< br>
I copy poems just for promotion, there is no need for you to have your self-confidence dampened...
After that, Yeats also met an unexpected figure, Dean Richard of the Poets School of Jianhe University.
Yeats learned from Perron that the cold wave was over, and he planned to go to the Jueling Mountains to collect wind. It happened that a poetry meeting was held in the Morning Frost Ridge, so he participated.
Richard looked quite surprised when he saw Candela next to Yeats, and immediately gave Candela a chest-pressing gesture.
Candra nodded slightly.
"Lord Baron, why did Master Candela appear in your territory?" Perun asked curiously.
"He is my teacher."
"Huh?!" Perron's eyes widened in shock, and he glanced back and forth between Yeats and Candela.
Both the God of Art and the student of the best mage in the world?
The value of second place in the Aurora Poetry Festival is still rising! !
"When you go to Jianhe University to study in the future, Richard may become your dean." Candela sent a message.
Yeats cursed: "Poet's College? It's enough for me to be the dean!"
The examination questions for the poetry meeting will be drawn on site, and Yeats asked all participants to work together on the pottery. Exam questions related to the Mid-Spring Festival were written on the piece and placed in a large urn one by one.
Later, Master Candela, who served as a notary, used the levitation technique to randomly take out a piece of pottery from the large urn.
There are two words clearly written on the pottery fragment: [Nightingale].
Dean Richard was a little surprised: "It seems that I wrote the test questions... But Your Excellency, Baron, does this seem like a trick on my part?"
"It doesn't matter." Yeats said with a smile. Said, "After all, the test questions given by others also have a probability of being selected. It's just that the test questions you wrote were selected."
Dean Richard couldn't help but take another look at Yeats.
Perun said seriously: "The nightingale is the sacred bird of the goddess of art, and it is also a common potion for bards. I think this test question can inspire me!"
Other poets One after another responded and recognized this issue.
Yeats was also worried that with two famous poets, Perron and Dean Richard, competing, there was a small chance that he would fall over.
Looking at this question again, Yeats is already very sure of being promoted to a second-level poet.
After all, the poem I want to copy is tailor-made for the nightingale, the sacred bird of the goddess of art. Even the God of Love will be fascinated by it!
(End of this chapter)