Fashen live room

Chapter 266
"Have you heard? The Municipal Administration is about to hold a competition to select the person with the best dance from Douala. It is said that the winner will have 50 Jintalan as a bonus!"

This was said by a bearded man at the front left of Norman's table.

50 Jintaram?

The money-related information drew Norman's attention.

Fifty gold taran is not very much for the current Norman, but it is enough for them to spend for a period of time, and it is quite attractive, but he does not believe this man's words--now Norman has already accumulated his basic understanding of this society. In his understanding, 50 gold tarams are a very large sum of money even for ordinary nobles. Can get so many bonuses?Not very realistic.

But he still listened. Although the tavern was noisy and he was a little far away from the two, his physical fitness changed by the "Funeral Heart Sutra" allowed him to easily hear the conversation between the two in this noisy environment. .

The bearded man's chat partner was a young bald man. After hearing what the bearded man said, he smiled, "Of course, this matter has already spread."

The bearded man picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip, then let out a sigh of relief, and said enviously: "It's a pity that I can't dance, otherwise I would like to try it, 50 Jintalan! It's enough to make you dance!" I've lived my life in comfort!"

The young bald boy glanced at the bearded man, and said with a little disdain on his face, "So what if you can dance? This bonus is not for us, but for those who return from the art capital or pass by." What the dancers have prepared, that’s why the competition was held at this time, instead of being held sooner or later.”

The young bald man seemed to know a lot of inside information, and the bearded man could easily hear it. His eyes lit up immediately, and he didn't care about the young bald man's intentional or unintentional disdain for his words, and asked actively: "Oh? Really? You How do you know?"

The young bald man is not a person who can hide his words, or for these people who come to drink in the tavern, bragging and showing off is a routine item, and they are not afraid of revealing the information they know, but they are afraid that others will not. He mentioned it, so he didn't hide it, and immediately said: "Of course, the father of my uncle's neighbor's friend is a financial official of the Municipal Administration, and he said this."

The young bald man stopped talking here, but the bearded man, who is a regular customer here, immediately saw the other party's intentions, and immediately called the bartender to bring the gentleman a glass of beer, so the young bald man immediately smiled and continued. go down.

"Do you know why there is such a game?"

The bearded man shook his head, "I don't know."

Several people around also stopped their conversation and cast their gazes over.

In the past few days, rumors about this terrifying dance competition with high prize money have spread. While everyone is envious and eager to try, they are also wondering why the prize money for such a competition is so high.

If it weren't for the fact that the Municipal Administration held the competition, they probably wouldn't have believed that there was such a competition.

The young bald head revealed the answer to this question: "Because of His Royal Highness Randall."

Your Highness the Golden Lion Randall?
The people around didn't understand how this could be related to His Royal Highness Randall again, and the young bald man saw that the ale he had been given as a gift was served, so he didn't keep a secret, and said obediently: "His Royal Highness Randall except In addition to having outstanding talent and a generous and kind heart, he is also very passionate about art, especially dancing. There is even a legend circulating in the upper-class circles of the Northland that the most important criteria for His Royal Highness Randall to find a wife One is that the other party must have a superb and graceful dancing posture, and the others come second. It's just that he has never found such a qualified girl, so His Royal Highness the Grand Duke has not yet married."

"And our city lord, Lord Aubrey, has a daughter who is already married this year, but she is not yet married."

Speaking of this, the young bald head lowered his voice and said: "I heard that this young lady is very beautiful. Her beauty is well-known in the aristocratic circles of the Northland, and she has many admirers, but she has never married because it is said that Austria Lord Brie originally hoped to send her to San Vita to marry a certain prince, preferably the one who was positioned as the heir to the throne."

This gossip made the people around whisper, but like young bald men, they subconsciously lowered their voices.

The daughter of the city lord is indeed high and out of reach for ordinary people like them, but she is still a bit far from being called "Queen", so it's no wonder they are surprised.

The young bald man seemed very happy that his words could cause the people around him to exclaim, and he was quite proud, and then continued: "But you all know that so many accidents happened suddenly this year, and the old king didn't leave a will. Let's go, judging from the current situation, compared with those of San Vita, His Royal Highness Randall next door to us is more likely to inherit the throne-similar things have not happened in history. "

"So our lord of the city has started to think again. His Royal Highness Randall is probably his favorite son-in-law now. He will prepare for this and let his daughter learn a superb dance skill. It's normal."

After hearing the young bald man's words, the people around him understood the reason.

"And it just so happens that the Golden Autumn Art Festival has ended. Counting the days, this time in previous years is the day when the artists who will pass by here will pass by, so there will be such a competition, which is aimed at those from the arts. The dancers on their way back from the capital. Those people are different from us commoners. Although many of them are not nobles, for them, life has never been worry-free, and there are only 50 gold towers Only a sky-high price like Lan can impress them and attract real masters."

The gossip about the young bald man sounded quite true, it was coherent and logical, and there were no contradictions, so it was easy to believe.When hearing "those artists returning from the art capital", someone suddenly interjected: "I heard that a big event happened at this year's Golden Autumn Art Festival."

A bystander asked, "What's the big deal?"

The person replied: "It is said that the sage who has returned to the kingdom of heaven reappeared at this year's Golden Autumn Art Festival, and he brought a miracle, allowing the kingdom of heaven to descend on the art capital, making Jebel All of Dana's souls have been saved."

The people around were stunned and didn't quite believe it.

The kingdom of heaven is coming?Is this too exaggerated?

But immediately another person next to him suddenly said: "Yes, I suddenly remembered!"

"The hotel where I work has recently lived in several artists who have returned from the art capital. They are the most devout believers I have ever seen in my life, no matter what they do, they will chant the name of the saint, and they are also very kind and friendly, I feel that they are more like the children of God the Father than the priests in the church."

With the testimony of this gentleman, the people around gradually believed it, but they were still dubious, but immediately several people spoke one by one, saying something about their daily life in the past few days and those who returned from the art capital. What the artists have seen and heard - as a major traffic route, many artists returning from the art capital will pass by and temporarily live in Douala.

Under the testimony of these people, the circle of topics spread, and most people in the tavern focused their attention. "The Miracle of the Art City" has become the main topic in the tavern now. Listen, those who know some scattered news are actively expressing their own opinions, making this incident more and more real.

Norman and the three of them didn't respond, but Pirno straightened his chest involuntarily at this moment, with a look of pride on his face.

If he could, how much he wanted to tell these people loudly that the incident they were discussing was real, and the scene was more shocking than they had guessed. He, Pierno, was a personal witness of that magnificent miracle !
Not only that, but the great sage is here at the moment, and under the protection of his Pierno, he will spread the glory of God the Father to every corner of the kingdom! ...

But he can't say.

Due to the words that Norman had repeatedly instructed, he could not speak, but could only shut up. Seeing these stupid people in front of him still arguing over whether this matter was true or not, he felt anxious and aggrieved.

Fortunately, someone helped him say everything he wanted to say.

"it is true."

After no one came out to testify, the tavern became noisy and everyone was expressing their opinions on this matter, a voice came from the bar.

"it is true."

Could it be that the voice repeated itself, attracting everyone's attention.

It was a middle-aged man sitting at the bar. He was not tall and rather thin. The quality of the clothes on his body was not very good, and many places had been broken. His long hair in a messy shawl was on his head. Covering most of the left and right cheeks, I can't see the face clearly.

This person is more or less like the kind of homeless man you often see on the street, except for a pair of eyes that are very warm and peaceful, without any decadence, which is also the biggest difference from a homeless man.

"How do you know it's true?"

Someone asked him that.

The man then replied: "I was there at the time and I experienced it firsthand."

After hearing the words, everyone in the tavern couldn't help but whispered.

at the scene? !

Someone couldn't help asking: "Are you an artist too?"

The man shook his head, "No, I'm just a person who loves art. I went to visit some masters' works, but I didn't expect to experience such a scene."

Someone asked again, "Did the Kingdom of Heaven really come?"

This is the question that everyone is most concerned about, so everyone's eyes are focused on this downcast man's face, wanting to hear his answer.

The man said without hesitation: "It really came, but it didn't really come."

This inconsistency made everyone puzzled.

What does it mean to have really come, but not really come?Did it come or didn't come?

In the end, this downcast man answered the doubts in everyone's mind: "At that moment, we did see the kingdom of heaven descending, God the Father whispered in our hearts, listened to the confession of each of us, and judged each of us, but afterward , I learned from some friends that it is the effect of a spell, the effect of a forbidden spell."

"Forbidden spell!"

This term, which has nothing to do with civilian life and has only been heard in legends, caused everyone in the tavern to exclaim again in unison.

"Although it is the effect of a spell, the fact is that each of us present has received the salvation of our souls and our own new life, so what is the difference between this and the real arrival of the kingdom of heaven? That's why I Let me put it this way. Of course, in this incident, the key person who allowed our souls to be redeemed was that Lord Saint..."

The words of this down-and-out man are not very good, and there are not many adjectives, just a simple and straightforward statement, but in the face of the incredible fact itself, perhaps too much rhetoric is not a good thing.

At least everyone in the tavern was silent after listening to the man's description of the scene at that time, and everyone was yearning for it. Everyone was imagining the magnificent scene at that time in their minds, and felt that the sage said " If I don't go to purgatory, whoever goes to purgatory" is the highest state of thought.

That alone made them fascinated.

The same is true for Pirno, although he was a person who experienced the incident at that time, but when someone recounted the scene at that time, he would still recall it involuntarily - this also reflects the horror of the forbidden spell of spiritual storm , not only had an effect at the time, but the subsequent impact was even more persistent.

Of course Norman would not be like this. On the contrary, he was looking at the down-and-out storyteller in front of him with some curiosity.

If the downcast man had been there at the time, he should have known all the details about the downtrodden man, just like he knew all the details about Pirno, because of the characteristics of the spirit storm spell. It's a penny.

This man heard this story from someone else, and now he is telling it to brag?Or did he simply forget about this person? ...

Norman couldn't make a decision, and in the end he had to attribute it to his mental strength being too weak at the time. Although he could remember it at the time, there was too much data, and he had forgotten it after a few days.

(End of this chapter)