Fantasia of the Sky

Chapter 1608 Planning before nightfall 5
"Hey, Huanmeng, look at that! That flower is so beautiful... I don't think I've seen that kind of pattern on the floating continent!" Phil sighed, pointing to the flowerbed beside him, "There are still flowers on the petals. Dark lines! There are bees and butterflies at this time! It is indeed a royal garden, the style is different from the flowers and plants in the wild! Huanmengmeng, look over there, there is an old man building bushes over there! The ball shape, the square, and the emerald green 'wave', all cut out by him one by one? It's really amazing!"

"Ah, um... um..." Huanmeng tried her best not to appear perfunctory in her tone—even though she really didn't have much interest in what Phil described: "It's really amazing..."

"Huanmengmeng, which tree do you like better? Is it the old banyan tree deep in the garden, or the small willow tree closer to the road?" Phil grabbed Huanmeng's arm and pointed here and there.

"Huanmeng prefers that old banyan tree...it looks very historical." It can't be all um, ah, ah.Although I am not very interested in flowers, plants and trees, Phil's mood must be taken care of... Otherwise, I would be sorry for that sincere heart.

"Yeah, it fits the fantasy style~" Phil dragged Fantasy to the direction of the road - in order to achieve the best viewing effect, the two have been using magic to float on the lawn outside the road.Ever since he came out of the room, Phil has dragged Huanmeng around the palace for half a circle—of course, it was the second half circle. There are officials in the front of the palace, and Phil doesn’t want people to disturb him; at this moment, Huanmeng was already a little tired——Phil could also see this: "Huanmeng, let's go to the bench by the road and rest for a while!"

"Phil, did you hear the singing... It seems that someone is singing nearby." Huanmeng looked around, "It should be the bards I saw before."

"Over there!" Phil's eyesight was much better than Huanmeng's, "What's the matter, Huanmeng, are you interested in his singing?"

"That's one aspect... Phil, you haven't forgotten the serious things we need to do, have you?"

As he got closer to the bard, his voice gradually became clearer:
"Alas!

Beloved, one side of heaven,
Heartbroken with day and night thoughts;
The waves rush to tell me my thoughts,
The howling cold wind hurts me!
You are very warm by my side,
If not here--

Midsummer also panicked! "

Huanmeng glanced at Phil - did you hear what he was singing?
Phil also took a look at Huanmeng—what was he singing about?I can't understand it at all.

Just ask directly.Huanmeng and Phil removed the sound insulation and invisibility magic out of his sight, and then walked towards the man.

He mentioned the unit "Ten Crows" just now, right... I don't know how it compares to Fifty Crows?
"Hello——" Huanmeng walked towards the bard whose singing had come to an end.He seemed to be close to middle age, and the clothes he was wearing were somewhat worn out—but it could still be seen that he should have been wearing a more gorgeous outfit at first.These people have been traveling in various cities in the country all year round, earning a living by singing, and are well-informed; if they want to enter the royal garden, they only need to sing a few words to the guards and prove that there are no dangerous goods on them, and they can be released—— Of course, it is limited to the garden, and the buildings cannot be entered.

In other words, he basically has nothing to do with the people in the palace...

(End of this chapter)