Chapter 303 Favor of the Muse, Promoted to the Five-Ring Poet
Through the valley guarded by a hundred-eyed giant, an apple orchard appeared in front of Yeats.
At the entrance of the orchard, a wooden sign reads a riddle:
"Nine water nymphs, or muses, who guard the spring of inspiration, noble talents, please come and help me, let me Witness the mystery of music."
Yeats ignored this riddle, his eyes kept searching, and soon he found his target.
In this lush fruit forest, there is the only laurel tree standing, with golden flowers exuding fragrance, and the tree is as graceful as a graceful water fairy.
The God of Light is particularly fond of laurel. He formed a laurel wreath from the laurel branches, a harp from the wood, and decorated His golden bow with laurel flowers.
After passing the test of the Hundred-Eyed Giant, the key to passing this test is to find the laurel tree and obtain the [Lyre] sealed in the tree.
“In the original plot, we had to solve the riddle given by the Water Fairy before we could know the clues related to the laurel tree... Fortunately, I have the advantage of being a prophet, so I can save myself trouble!”
Thinking of this Here, Yeats walked quickly towards the eye-catching laurel tree.
This scene fell into the eyes of another water fairy in the stream surrounding the orchard. She was stunned, and a trace of astonishment flashed in her blue eyes.
——Why didn’t he play his cards according to common sense?
Shouldn’t you come to me for help first and then unlock the seal of the laurel tree?
Why did you just ignore me and go straight to the lyre!
“He didn’t see the puzzle? It’s impossible, the puzzle is placed in the most conspicuous place.”
When the water fairy saw Yeats resting his palm on the trunk of the laurel tree, her expression became more and more confused.
“How did he know that the lyre was hidden in the trunk?”
The moment his hand touched the trunk, Yeats felt the divinity coming from the laurel tree. The breath made me feel surprised.
It is the light divinity of extremely high purity!
Divinity is essentially a kind of energy, and is closely related to [Field] and [Blessing].
The light divinity in the material realm is already lacking. I didn’t expect that during this trial, I could still come into contact with the precious light divinity.
Yeats was not polite, and immediately let the mistletoe rooted on the tree of life devour the light and divinity. The warm and abundant power feeds back the tree of life, making Yeats's soul seem to be bathed in sunlight, and the power of his soul increases accordingly.
[Light] is the source of all things in the world. The scriptures say that God first created light before all things came into being.
This is just a hint of divinity from the God of Light, which made Yeats feel trembling in his soul. It is difficult to imagine what kind of satisfaction it would be to have the authority of the God of Light.
Yeats himself had no way to digest the divinity of light, so he relied on the [Silver Sword], the weapon to kill the god of light.
The blasphemous sword, full of divine blood, in turn becomes a container of divinity, thus giving Yeats the means to control the light of divinity.
Light kept pouring into Yeats' body.
The branches and leaves of the mistletoe on the tree of life look increasingly green, swaying slightly as if they are particularly happy.
At the same moment, Yeats seemed to be talking directly to the remaining will of the laurel tree, and questions from the laurel tree emerged in his mind.
“The God of Light’s favorite bird?”
"Swan." Yeats immediately answered according to the strategy content in his memory.
“The plant that the God of Light despises the most?”
“Mistletoe.” Yeats slandered.
Even your life is entrusted to the mistletoe. Only if you don’t give up will you be a ghost!
The voice fell into silence and then disappeared.
At the same time, the laurel tree in front of Yeats released bright golden light, and gradually transformed into the shape of a lyre as the light spread.
The surprise in the eyes of the water fairy who was watching from a distance was even more obvious.
He passed the trial directly without my guidance!
Looking at the young man's tall and straight figure, the Mizusawa Fairy had mixed feelings and said faintly:
"Really, you don't need me at all."
Yeats stretched out his palm and picked up the slowly falling lyre.
After the light dissipated, the legendary lyre rested quietly in Yeats's palm.
The lyre of the God of Light shines with golden light, its strings are like silver wires, its body is made of laurel wood, and its curved corners are made of tortoise shell. There are ancient runes shining dimly on the lyre.
This is not the complete form of the lyre. It must pass the test of the Water Fairy in the third trial before the runes on the lyre can regain their brilliance and give the lyre its inspiring power.
Pan flute is melodious and intoxicating, suitable for lullabies and lullabies.
The lyre, like sunshine, has a motivating effect, and is a great blessing for spells such as inspirational songs and heroic spirit.
Musical instruments are like lances in the hands of knights to bards, and the two top musical instruments in the world are none other than the Flute of the Faun and the Lyre of the God of Light!
At this moment, we are only one step away from officially receiving the inheritance of the lyre!
Yeats suppressed the ups and downs of his mood and secretly said that the content of the last test was to compose poems to impress the nine water fairies named "Muse".
Muse is the personification of the concept of [inspiration]. Bards often call them "Muses". To be precise, they do not belong to the category of gods, but lake fairies, There are nine fairy creatures like water nymphs.
They are in charge of: heroic epics, history, lyric poetry, dance, love poetry, tragedy, comedy, odes, and astrology.
In the old era, the Muses served the God of Light, and later became vassals of the Goddess of Youth. Nine Muses are also enshrined in the Temple of Youth in the western capital of the empire.
"The title of the poem given in the game plot is based on the image of 'swan'..."
Swan is a classic image in Western literary works. There is also "Swan" written by Haizi in the East. "has become a popular poem.
In the game, players only need to choose a poem about swans from the three options given to pass the level. Now that he has to create it himself, Yeats plans to be a copywriter again.
The Irish poet William Butler Yeats is known as the leader of the Irish Renaissance. His status in Ireland is directly comparable to that of the "Three Renaissance Masters" represented by Dante, and he wrote many swan-themed poems. Masterpiece.
Among them, "Leda and the Swan" and "The Wild Swans of Cole Manor" are the most famous.
The former breaks the rules and depicts the brutal cruelty of swans. This kind of unique work that subverts previous perceptions can often become a classic, just like "Don Quixote" which subverted the traditional knight novel.
The latter belongs to the romantic style and is more in line with today's background, so Yeats chose "The Wild Swans of Curle Hall" as the poem for the third level.
Thinking of this, Yeats couldn't help but recall the literary appreciation class in his previous life, and sighed in his heart:
"The liberal arts major has traveled through time, so I can memorize a few more poems..."
At this time, the surrounding environment changed again.
Yeats felt a burst of light envelope him, and with the fluctuation of teleportation magic, he was already on the top of Julier's mountain.
The grass is luxuriant, the spring water is clear, the top of the mountain is exceptionally quiet, and the air is refreshing.
Yeats took a deep breath and caught a glimpse of another teleporting light from the corner of his eye.
The wandering poet disguised as Medis, the messenger god, appeared in front of Yeats in a state of embarrassment. He looked around nervously, his eyes fixed on the harp in Yeats's hand.
"You, you found the lyre?!" Medis said loudly.
Medis is the patron saint of thieves, and his ability to deceive is also ranked among the gods.
Under the influence of Diamond and Daisy, Yeats also developed the ability to tell lies with his eyes open. He put on a humble posture and said with a smile:
"I'm lucky. I accidentally touched a laurel tree, and the lyre fell into my hands.”
Medis twitched the corner of his mouth... any luck? I see that you clearly know the specific content of this trial in advance!
The God of Light holds the authority of [Prophecy].
Medis felt close to the divinity of light in Yeats, and could not help but suspect that there was a deeper cause and effect between him and the God of light. But at this moment, Medis didn’t want to reveal his identity, so he pretended to be panting like a mortal, and sighed:
“The spell you just used was so powerful, the sun shone so brightly that the hundred-eyed giant’s eyes were all blinded. Closed!”
Yeats looked up at the sky silently.
The legendary flash technique is especially useful for enemies with many eyes!
Messengers of heaven, multiple eyes symbolize multi-knowledge, and multiple hands symbolize multi-power, so angels always look strange, and there are many angels with eyeballs on their bodies. [Thor's Flash] has a special effect on them. Wonderful effect!
“I still don’t know what the content of this first level of trial is.” Yeats glanced at Meddis and said, “Be careful, don’t be as rash as the previous two times... You are again It’s not like the gods have the chance to come back again.”
Medius looked slightly embarrassed and sighed in his heart. There was an overtone in his words. Could it be that he has figured out my identity?
impossible! There are only a handful of people who can see through my disguise as Medis!
The same moment.
Zui Ya snickered and said: "You have kept this guy in the dark. I really think he has deceived you!"
Yeats: "..."
The player's prophetic advantage is simply a weapon at the level of "future vision" and the general law of cause and effect.
What follows is exactly what Yeats expected.
In the center of the spring on the top of the mountain, three graceful water nymphs came to the spring.
They expressed the content of the trial in unison in a harmonious way——
Yeats and Medius were asked to use the swan as the theme, while playing music and reciting dedications Poems of the God of Light.
Whether it is ancient or modern, both at home and abroad, poetry is often linked to singing.
Medis is clever and cunning, has a eloquent tongue, quick eyes and quick hands. He is a good player at playing musical instruments, but he is relatively inferior in poetry creation.
In contrast, the [Wandering Poet] profession is famous for its extensive knowledge, but its poetry creation is not as good as the bard who believes in the god of youth and love.
Seeing that the trial was about to end and his identity was about to be revealed, Medis showed a hint of his true nature, like an enthusiastic shepherd, playing cheerful music and amusing the three muses. Cover your mouth and chuckle.
When it was Yeats' turn to present his poems, he strummed the lyre he had just acquired, as familiar as playing a lost and found treasure. The perfect music made Medis' eyes flash with a strange color.
“He just got the lyre, and he’s already so good at it?”
Yeats, as the God of Art, was good at all musical instruments in the world. Medis knew this, but the lyre was a sacred object and it took a certain amount of time to get started.
At this moment, Medis noticed the muses looking at Yeats with eyes full of favor, and then suddenly realized.
Muse, the embodiment of inspiration, loves handsome young men, melancholy poets, erudite travelers, enthusiastic musicians... and all of these have corresponding shadows in Yeats.
The lovely Erato, who was in charge of the love poem, with cheeks like apples, secretly looked at Yeats.
Holding a basket of flowers in her hand and conducting the lyric poem, the happy Euterpe nodded slightly in harmony with Yeats's melody.
Even the melancholy, veiled Polinya, who presides over the carols, has a changed look.
Because of the Muse's favor for Yeats, "inspiration" surrounded Yeats, allowing him to use the lyre for his own use as soon as he got it!
Medis couldn’t help but sigh.
“He can play with the lyre, but I use mortal instruments...I am no longer as good as him in this regard.”
Echoing the melody, Yeats chanted softly Start a poem.
"The Wild Swans of Cole Manor" has been circulated for hundreds of years and is a rare masterpiece. It uses the swans in autumn as the theme to render a romantic and lonely charm.
In the eyes of Muses and Medis, this poem is still an improvisation by Yeats, which is even more valuable.
The eyes of the three muses moved slightly, and their favor became more and more obvious.
It was not until the end of Yeats's poem that the music hovered over the lake for a long time. Then the happy Euterpe let out a sigh and said with a smile:
"What an excellent poem. .”
The melancholy Polinya nodded silently and cast his inquiring gaze on the cute Erato with red cheeks.
"I agree that he will inherit the lyre!" Erato said softly, and then looked at Medis cautiously, "What do you think?"
As soon as the words were spoken, Ella Tuo immediately noticed the faux pas and covered his mouth with a panicked expression.
This remark unintentionally revealed that Medis had a prominent status and was qualified for the Muse to show respect to him.
Medis glanced at Yeats, saw his gaze, shook his head helplessly, and raised the corner of his mouth:
"Now that the matter is over, let me show my cards. I am actually——"
Yeats interrupted the spellcasting and said: "I know, you are the God of Messengers!"
Medis His eyes widened, a trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes, the words stuck in his throat, and he swallowed them back. He nodded stiffly, and whispered:
"Well... you guessed it right."
Medis's voice sounded inexplicably frustrated.
The three muses looked at each other, raised their smiles, and said in unison:
"Please give us the lyre temporarily, and let us wash it with the fountain of inspiration and sweep away the dust of yesterday."< br>
Yeats handed over the lyre, and the lyre was shrouded in white light and flew into the hands of the melancholy Polinya.
The other two muses, one holding a clay pot and the other holding spring water, patiently watered the lyre.
The body of the lyre became brighter and brighter, shining with a pale golden light, and the dim runes also showed their brilliance!
Finally, the lyre returned to Yeats' hands.
The moment his fingers touched the lyre, the divinity of art transformed from the spring of inspiration poured into Yeats' soul realm.
At the same moment, ripples appeared in the soul realm.
Buzz——
The bard’s career path breaks through the bottleneck and officially enters the fifth ring!
The poet who wins the first prize in the poetry festival is called the Poet Laureate. In addition to the laurel crown, he is also a five-ring bard on the road of art, and his profession is named "Poet Laureate".
[Poet Laureate] was promoted from the profession of [Sword Dancer], and could not use magic potions. He could only be promoted through rituals. Among the ten five-ring bards, there may not be a poet laureate.
During the ancient empire, there was a poet laureate who wrote poems that satirized the tyrant 'Mad King' and was tortured. He once left his last words, "You cannot silence the poet. The swan will sing an elegy until it dies."
< br>The poet laureate naturally ignores most negative conditions such as fear, ridicule, and silence, but the time he is "charmed" will be increased.
This profession specializes in archery.
Yeats clearly felt that his understanding of archery had reached a new level.
The quasi-master-level archery expertise has officially entered the master category!
“This volley of thousands of arrows is more powerful!” Yeats sighed secretly.
【You have learned new spells, talents, and blessings! 】
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(End of this chapter)