The people from Castle Black went to the Kurakuka tribe to select the choir? Is it only this time around, or has it always been like this
When Shadow was thinking to himself, Babaya blinked her emerald green eyes, waiting for Shadow's answer.
Shadow's eyeballs rolled, and the lie came easily: "No, the person who came this time is still my wife Fiona. I came first just to give her a surprise, don't say it."
Babaya had a pink bubble on her face: "Really? I won't say it!"
The shadow asked some things from the side, such as the location of Xipolok, and whether there was anything strange about the entire Kura Kuka tribe.
Babaya answered the first question quickly, and even invited them to follow her to Xipolok tomorrow, but Angel refused.
The second question, Babaya said some strange rumors, but it doesn't seem to have much to do with what the two want to know.
The two of them relied on the heart tie and exchanged ideas. In Babaya's eyes, this chat is over.
Seeing that neither of them spoke anymore, Babaya walked along the eaves to the center of the table with a simple and beautiful smile: "Brother Angel, Brother Diablo, thank you for your hospitality."
Speaking of this, Babaya smiled shyly and said, "I have nothing to repay, so I will sing a poem to you?"
Angel smiled lightly, signaling Babaya to be casual.
Babaya nodded, put her fists on her chin, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth to sing—
"The first brave man broke into the manor of flowers with a sword in one hand. Under the expectation of the red-haired princess, he picked up the first rose that was stained with morning dew."
When Babaya sang, she seemed to have a halo of her own.
The ever-changing voice lines are constantly intertwined, just like the sounds of nature.
Coupled with her delicate face, holy temperament, those simple and beautiful pictures, at this moment, they are engraved into my heart.
"The second brave man, restrained his anger and hid in the kingdom of giant snakes, in the mask of cunning human beings, waiting for the second dawn in the blood of war."
Ingres has heard a lot of operas and a lot of singing. Even when he was a child, he was forced by his mother to write some arias that seemed to be ups and downs, but they were all made up. With these experiences, his appreciation for singing went straight up.
Even under high standards and high requirements, Babaya's singing still moved him quite a bit.
This may not be the most beautiful aria he has ever heard, but it is the most melodious tune he has ever heard.
Sometimes crisp, sometimes rich, sometimes holy, sometimes lonely. Each tone carries a corresponding emotion, which makes people unable to help but indulge in it.
"The third brave man spread his wings and stepped into the dark castle. In the gentle chant of the high priest, he picked up the scepter to welcome the third guest of the glory."
Inadvertently, Babaya's singing actually attracted the teacup band in a corner of the extremely extravagant nightmare.
The group of teacup bands floated in mid-air, circling around Babaya. When Babaya entered the next chapter, she actually played music, some played the piano, some played the oboe, some played the horn, some plucked the harp...
Angel always felt that the music played by the Teacup Band was unpleasant... jarring, without rhythm, and without tune, but now he discovered that the effect of the original Teacup Band with an orderly performance was no less than that of a large opera house, even because of the tacit understanding. The cooperation is even better!
"The fourth brave man, accompanied by the chant, opened the door in the air, and under the guidance of the radiance, he opened the black book to awaken the fourth soul."
The performance of the Teacup Band became more agitated and climaxed with Babaya's lyrics.
Maybe it was the perfect accompaniment, or maybe it was other reasons, that urged Babaya to exert countless times better skills than usual, and pushed a lyric that had been recited for thousands of years to a new peak.
After the song was sung, Babaya immersed in the afterglow for a long time before slowly opening her eyes and pulling up her skirt for the curtain call.
When she saw the countless 'teacup people' surrounded by them, she was not afraid, but happily high-fived them, praising the high level of performance, and even muttering that it was even more luxurious than that of the Sky Choir!
"You sing very well, do you understand the meaning of this song?" Angel suddenly asked.
Babaya nodded: "Of course I know, this is the "Epic of the Fairies" of our Kura Kuka tribe, which has been passed down for thousands of years!"
"It's another thousand years." Angel's mouth evoked a faint smile. Ever since he arrived in Pocrates, he had heard that thousands of years, even Dodolo was a thousand-year-old monster.
"Thank you for playing, this song reminds me of a lot of stories." Angel stood up and gave a chest salute.
Babaya nodded shyly: "This, this is my honor."
After a brief exchange, Babaya suddenly said, "It's almost noon now, it's time for me to go back, grandma should worry about me."
Angel nodded "understanding", and then snapped his fingers, the nightmare was cancelled, and the three reappeared on the green grass.
Babaya bowed to Angel and Shadow, then smiled and waved her hand, and ran down the mountain, accompanied by a string of silver bell-like laughter from girls with the breeze in the mountains.
…
Wait until Babaya disappears from sight.
Shadow suddenly said: "Look at you scaring the little girl."
Angel shrugged: "Her acting is better than yours."
Yes, acting.
Although Babaya tried her best to remain calm, she kept her innocent personality. But whether it was Shadow or Angel, Babaya's tension and fear were discovered from the very beginning.
In the nightmare realm, Angel's ability to arbitrarily tamper with people's five senses means that his control over emotions has reached the peak. Babaya is an ordinary person, no matter how good her acting is and her calmer expression, the violent mood swings cannot be concealed.
Angel turned to look at the shadow: "How did you find out?" Angel can grasp the mood swings, but why can the shadow find out that Babaya is acting
Shadow: "No matter how pure and innocent a girl is, suddenly broke into a giant's world, I don't believe that she is not afraid at all. Moreover, when we ask her anything, she will answer in a proper manner, and go with our heart. I don't dare to cross the thunder pool at all. It looks docile and simple, but it's actually timid and obedient, but it's just a performance."
"It's so perfect that I can't find an excuse to rectify her. You say, it's not fake, what is it?"
Angel nodded noncommittally: "However, at least what she said should be true."
Shadow sneered: "If she dared to tell a lie, she would have turned into a wreck just now."
"Are you so disrespectful to ladies?"
"I only give respect to people with blonde hair and blue eyes, no matter what gender, race, or age he is." Shadow hinted vaguely.
"Perverted." After Anger commented, he put his thoughts on Babaya again. To be honest, he quite admired Babaya. Originally, he didn't plan to let Babaya go, but in order to get out of trouble, she also played a song that made him amazing.
After the performance, while they were still immersed in the reverberation, they made a request to leave, and the reason was also very warm and not angular.
Such acting skills, temperament, and the ability to adapt to changes made Angel quite impressed.
So, he let her go.
However, this does not mean that Angel is relieved of her. When Babaya left, Angel kept a phantom air between her brows, just in case.
At the same time, Angel also found another dark and familiar energy fluctuation in Babaya's shadow. Undoubtedly, this energy fluctuation belongs to the shadow.
Angel and Shadow glanced at each other tacitly, and then disappeared with a rush of mountains.
The two walked down the mountain.
"What do you think of the aria she sang before?" Shadow asked Angel through the mind tie.
Angel was silent for a long time: "What do you want to ask about, the content or the tune?"
"Is there any doubt about the tune?" Shadow's laughter came.
"It's an epic, I think it's more like a narrative poem. It narrates some experiences of the Kura Kuka tribe. The second and third paragraphs are obviously about the war a thousand years ago, and the later being saved by the wizards of Castle Black. However, It’s a bit too glorified, if there is such a brave man to endure the humiliation and bear the burden, he will not be forced to the point of extermination by the unarmed villagers.” Angle paused: “The other two paragraphs, I don’t know. But the fourth paragraph , perhaps referring to what happened in Castle Black."
"You should be right, the fourth paragraph is indeed worth noting."
Both of them are currently hiding their figures, so Angel didn't see it, and there was deep inquiry in the shadow's eyes.
Shadow has a hidden mind, and so does Angel. But instead of hiding it in his heart, Angel chose to use a tone that seemed to be chatting, and casually asked the doubts in his heart.
"Do you remember the second stanza she sang? I remember her singing was about 'Land of the Serpents', when they were supposed to live in the predecessor of Waterglass - Cipollak. Why do you say it was the Serpent's country?"
"You're also interested in mortal history?" Shadow asked.
Angel: "It's just curiosity."
Shadow does not doubt him, after all, it is only the history of mortals: "This, it is normal for you not to know, the royal court of Fuxu destroyed everything in that country, and no one is allowed to mention it, and no one is allowed to be on any occasion. Talking about it." Shadow said: "Actually, before the royal court of Fuxu entered this area, that is, thousands of years ago, this land was actually ruled by another country, and this country was called Akso Shengya."
Akso Sanya? Angel groaned in his heart. He remembered that in the waters near Pocrates, the snake was called Akso!
Shadow continued: "This country is very strange. The holy beast they worship is a giant snake, so the 'country of giant snakes' in Babaya's singing should be referring to Akso Shengya."
Angel asked, "What's the name of that giant snake?"
"The name of the giant snake? I don't know this, but it should be just a totem, right? A spiritual symbol, will it be named specially?"