Chapter 368: Enemy of the world

Chapter 368: Enemies of the World
With the plucking of strings, the tavern suddenly quieted down. As soon as the connoisseur took the shot, he knew if there was any. In the face of the master's skill, everyone stopped working in his hand. Perhaps the bard ’s The plucked string can only be called "tone", and the master's plucked string can be called music.
The dexterous and pleasing music kept flowing from his fingers, even the more than thirty people in his area slowed their breathing, listening slowly to the leader's music flowing in this restaurant.
Music is a happy tool. The teacher once said this sentence, and this sentence is correct, because everyone only needs to look at the expressions of all the people in this pub to know.
They changed from the angry and unhappy facial expressions just now to the intoxicated, cheerful, relaxed expressions.
It took only fifteen seconds.
The teacher was really amazing.
Everyone knocked gently on the table, one of them knocked the bowl with a spoon.
Here are stoneware bowls, not of the ceramic type, but they still beat him with a rhythmic sound.
Originally it was just a leisurely little harp, but after adding the rhythm of such a small pottery bowl, it suddenly became full of rhythm.
The others smiled slightly, held up their knife and fork, and slammed it twice, and immediately felt full of rhythm, people could not help but follow the rhythm.
The remaining two smiled, holding the knife and fork with their hands upside down, using the handle of the knife and fork as their heads, and then inverting a few bowls, knocking the bowl and table into a rhythmic heaven.
The whole restaurant is full of rhythmic sounds. Such a small group of more than thirty people even has only one instrument to bring people an unparalleled auditory feast.
The bard was shaking, his body was shaking.
His eyes looked like a pilgrimage to the man in the cloak fiddled with his strings.
Hi white, bright silver hair, elegant Carmelo ... nothing wrong. it's him!
He looked at the man with excitement like a swing, and this scene was right.
When this man was not a prince and a sage, he had seen this scene once, and he would never forget that in that city, tens of thousands of residents could actually hold a candle and turn the entire city into a city that never sleeps. He will never forget the dazzling white man sitting in the ensemble of thousands of people, and he will never forget the sound of natural sound that that man brought with only a musical instrument.
This was because of the romance of that night, which led him to give up his good salary as a merchant and pursue his dream to become a poet who worked hard for music and art.
His biggest dream was not to study in Greece. Instead, playing a piece of his own song in front of the young man, it is enough to get a smile from the other party.
That's right, it's him!
The actor in the story just now, Prince Camelot. The wise great sage brings the top artists and wise men of this world reform.
Cameron-Dragon-Etoque from the Kingdom of Cameron!
He didn't speak, his trivial injustice was so small in this ocean of joy, he didn't even have the courage to speak a word with that sage master, he was inferior.
Da Vinci once said that the less people know, the more arrogant, and the more people who understand, the humbler, so the ears of wheat in it rise high towards the sun. The plump wheat ears bowed their heads to the ground.
It is precisely because you know how your level is, you feel ashamed of yourself, and those who do not know the heights of the earth will be proud of themselves because of their little bit of information.
When he was ashamed of himself, the music slowly came to an end.
"Thank you for your little harp." The other side still politely handed the harp back, agitated the bard stood up, knocked over his glass, and sprinkled a stain on his robe. He Bowed respectfully. The body tilted down at ninety degrees: "I will definitely go forward with you as my goal!"
More than thirty people over there immediately heard the laughter of a few people, that was no hesitation.
Because the more he knows, the more humble he is, so many people treat him as a joke, but Kailar nodded and smiled at him: "If you have a goal ahead, you can move forward in the right direction. I look forward to sitting with your couple one day, the ensemble. "
"Yes. Thank you!" He shouted in excitement.
"I'm a bit tired, boss, have you cleaned up our room?" His words made the owner of the hotel reflect this. He stepped over diligently and led the way in front of him and took Keral and others to the second floor. Behind them, there was a thunderous applause.
Although this restaurant also doubles as a lodging business. But it is clear that he does not have many rooms. There are only twelve rooms, and one of them is owned by the owner's own house. This has caused the entire room to be very insufficient.
Although Kailar threw out three Uma gold coins to allow the boss's family to successfully compromise to live with their relatives, thirty-six people lived in twelve rooms that were too narrow.
Fortunately, the room for two people was originally wide enough. When everyone ate, the boss had ordered people to make new beds and make them sanitary.
Men and men, women and women, it was absolutely absolute, but Kailar's situation is slightly different.
First of all, Kailar is the teacher of all of them.
Secondly, Kailar is the spiritual mentor of Carmelo.
In the end, Kylar's life was absolutely incomparable.
Although Kaylar promised him nothing, Galadia, who was a large sword, still entered Kaylar's room as a escort.
The other was Mikasa.
"Jaradia, do you know why I took you out but not Dinissa?" Kailar smiled and pushed the door into the hotel. Behind him was Galadia and Misaki.
Both were very loyal behind Kaylar, and Mikasa also fastened the tung bolt of the door after entering the door. This is a necessary habit as an intelligence officer, closing and locking the door!
"Because you want me to find clues to the organization?" Keral Galadia, who was sitting directly next to the bed by the window, smiled and said, "Unfortunately, the other person's mind is really delicate, and it will leave you in vain. I'm really looking forward to it, I'm really sorry. "
"You guy." Kaylar looked at Galadia with a bad smile on her mouth and shook her head.
"Your Majesty. I think you should sleep to the middle." Sansao said with a frown, and said, "It is easy to be attacked by a crossbow in that place. Although His Majesty is enchanted, it must be unstoppable during sleep Yes, so please come to the middle. The strongest Miss Galadia among us sleeps in the window. I sleep by the door, and you sleep in the middle. "
"Okay." Kailar shook his head and grinned, facing the rigid Sanshou. He always has no countermeasures, and Mikasa can only chat easily outside of work. Otherwise, Mikasa is serious in normal times.
Seeing that Allen would rather go to Michelangelo rather than go to Sanshang and say that he would understand how serious and rigid Sanshou was on weekdays.
Facing Sansao, Kailar reluctantly did the bed next to him.
"Well. I didn't expect the organization to leak so much, but soon they will show their pony tails." Kaylar said with a smile on the bed.
"How do you say this?" Galadia asked with interest, and even San Mi who walked to the window and was watching the environment and situation outside, raised her ears and listened to Kaylar's words.
"Hit the grass and scare the snake." Kailar spit out a word with a smile.
Suddenly they suddenly realized.
Soon, a few days later, Uma, Rome, and Macedonia would claim to have annihilated a small plague-filled town in a small town on their border. This was a declaration of war on the organization. We already see you. "

PS: Here is the defense mechanism. stop looking.
Chapter 368: Enemies of the World
With the plucking of strings, the tavern suddenly quieted down. As soon as the connoisseur took the shot, he knew if there was any. In the face of the master's skill, everyone stopped working in his hand. Perhaps the bard ’s Pizzicato is nothing more than a "tone". The master's plucked string can be called music.
The dexterous and pleasing music kept flowing from his fingers, even the more than thirty people in his area slowed their breathing, listening slowly to the leader's music flowing in this restaurant.
Music is a happy tool. The teacher once said this sentence, and this sentence is correct, because everyone only needs to look at the expressions of all the people in this pub to know.
They changed from the angry and unhappy facial expressions just now to the intoxicated, cheerful, relaxed expressions.
It took only fifteen seconds.
The teacher was really amazing.
Everyone knocked gently on the table, one of them knocked the bowl with a spoon.
Here are stoneware bowls. It's not the kind of ceramics, but he still beats the sound of cymbals to move him with a sense of rhythm.
Originally it was just a leisurely little harp, but after adding the rhythm of such a small pottery bowl, it suddenly became full of rhythm.
The others smiled slightly, raised their knife and fork, and slammed it twice, immediately feeling full of rhythm. People can't help but follow the rhythm.
The remaining two smiled, holding the knife and fork with their hands upside down, using the handle of the knife and fork as their heads, and then inverting a few bowls, knocking the bowl and table into a rhythmic heaven.
The whole restaurant is full of rhythmic sounds. Such a small group of more than thirty people even has only one instrument to bring people an unparalleled auditory feast.
The bard was shaking, his body was shaking.
His eyes looked like a pilgrimage to the man in the cloak fiddled with his strings.
Hi white, bright silver, elegant Carmelo ... nothing wrong with him!
He looked at the man with excitement like a swing, and this scene was right.
When this man was not a prince and a sage, he had seen this scene once, and he would never forget that in that city, tens of thousands of residents could actually hold a candle and turn the entire city into a city that never sleeps. He will never forget the dazzling white man sitting in the ensemble of thousands of people, and he will never forget the sound of natural sound that that man brought with only a musical instrument.
This was because of the romance of that night, which led him to give up his good salary as a merchant and pursue his dream to become a poet who worked hard for music and art.
His biggest dream is not to go to study in Greece, but to play a piece of his own song again in front of the boy, and it is enough to get a smile from the other party.
That's right, it's him!
The actor in the story he just spoke. The prince of Camelot, the wise sage, brought the top artists and wise men of this world reform.
Cameron-Dragon-Etoque from the Kingdom of Cameron!
He didn't speak, his trivial injustice was so small in this ocean of joy, he didn't even have the courage to speak a word with that sage master, he was inferior.
Da Vinci once said that the less you know, the more proud you are. The more people who understand it, the more humble they are, so the ears of wheat that have nothing inside rise up high towards the sun, while the full and strong ears of wheat are lowered and their heads face the land.
It is precisely because you know how your level is, you feel ashamed of yourself, and those who do not know the heights of the earth will be proud of themselves because of their little bit of information.
Just when he was ashamed of himself. The music slowly came to an end.
"Thank you for your little harp." The other side still politely handed the harp back, agitated the bard stood up, knocked over his glass, and sprinkled a stain on his robe. He bowed respectfully and leaned down at ninety degrees: "I will definitely move forward with you as my goal!"
More than thirty people over there immediately heard the laughter of a few people, that was no hesitation.
Because the more you know, the more modest you are, so many people treat him as a joke. But Kailar smiled and nodded to him: "If you have a goal in front, you can move forward in the right direction, and I look forward to sitting with you one day, the ensemble."
"Yes, thank you very much!" He exclaimed with excitement.
"I'm a bit tired, boss, have you cleaned up our room?" His words made the owner of the restaurant reflect this. He diligently walked over and led the way to take Kaylar and others to the second floor. Behind them, there was a thunderous applause.
Although the hotel is also a business of accommodation, it is clear that he does not have many rooms. There are only twelve rooms, and one of them is owned by the owner's own house. This has caused the entire room to be very insufficient.
Although Kailar threw out three Uma gold coins to allow the boss's family to successfully compromise to live with their relatives, thirty-six people lived in twelve rooms that were too narrow.
Fortunately, the room for two people was originally wide enough. The boss had ordered people to make new beds and sanitary when everyone was dining.
Men and men, women and women, it was absolutely absolute, but Kailar's situation is slightly different.
First of all, Kailar is the teacher of all of them.
Secondly, Kailar is the spiritual mentor of Carmelo.
In the end, Kylar's life was absolutely incomparable.
Although Kaylar promised him nothing, Galadia, who was a large sword, still entered Kaylar's room as a escort.
The other was Mikasa.
"Jaradia, do you know why I took you out instead of Dinissa?" Kaylar pushed the door into the hotel with a smile. Behind him are Galadia and Samuel.
Both were very loyal behind Kaylar, and Mikasa also fastened the tung bolt of the door after entering the door. This is a necessary habit as an intelligence officer, closing and locking the door!
"Because you want me to find clues to the organization?" Keral Galadia, who was sitting directly next to the bed by the window, smiled and said, "Unfortunately, the other person's mind is really delicate, and it will leave you in vain. I'm really looking forward to it, I'm really sorry. "
"You guy." Kaylar looked at Galadia with a bad smile on her mouth and shook her head.
"Your Majesty, I think you should sleep to the middle." Sansao said with a frown, and said, "It's very easy to be attacked by a crossbow in that place. Although his lower body is enchanted, it must be impossible to stop during sleep Yes, so please come to the middle. The strongest Miss Galadia among us sleeps in the window. I sleep by the door, and you sleep in the middle. "
"Okay." Kailar shook his head with a bitter smile ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Faced with the rigid Sanshou, he always has no countermeasures, and Sanshou can only have an easy time to chat outside of work, otherwise it is usually Mikasa is serious.
Seeing that Allen would rather go to Michelangelo rather than go to Sanshang and say that he would understand how serious and rigid Sanshou was on weekdays.
Facing Sansao, Kailar reluctantly did the bed next to him.
"Well, I didn't expect the organization to leak so much, but soon they will show their pony tails." Kailar said with a smile, leaning on the bed.
"How do you say this?" Galadia asked with interest, and even San Mi who walked to the window and was watching the environment and situation outside, raised her ears and listened to Kaylar's words.
"Hit the grass and scare the snake." Kailar spit out a word with a smile.
Suddenly they suddenly realized.
Soon, a few days later, Uma, Rome, and Macedonia would claim to have annihilated a small plague-filled town in a small town on their border. This was a declaration of war on the organization. We already see you. "