Chapter 1178: Everyone's Song

"In this way, both Sister Perry and Ms. Brichet are related to Randall Valley..."

Xia De looked at Mr. Lehman again. This heir to a small principality who came for a special purpose immediately understood what Xia De wanted to know:

"I am from the Eastern Continent, as I said when you first met me. I have never been to or heard of the places these two ladies mentioned."

He said very affirmatively, and Xia De nodded, but he had more thoughts in his heart.

From past experience, the Tree Father guiding him to an unfamiliar era must have its significance, or at least have a major connection to the time of the Sixth Era where he is. Originally, he thought this time it was just to provide him with a way to obtain the God-Calling Ritual, but now it seems it is not that simple.

Xia De finished asking what he wanted to know and confirmed there was nothing else to say, before saying to the god who was like a phantom:

"God, we can offer the banquet ballad to you."

He could only stay for half an hour, and everyone had to sing a song, so he couldn't waste too much time.

The god who seemed to have transparent butterfly wings behind her nodded slightly:

"You can arrange the order yourselves. After everyone offers the ballad, send a petal from your hand to the singer you think is the best. It is just a banquet game, not a solemn sacrificial occasion, so as a prize for this part of the banquet, I will give a small gift."

Butterflies all over the sky were dancing in the daylight. If it weren't for knowing that this area was full of various bugs, this scene would indeed be quite dreamy.

Although there were four people here, in fact, only Xia De and the middle-aged witch Brichet could make decisions. The two looked at each other, and the latter wisely made a compromise:

"You decide."

She said, holding the leaves.

"I'll be last, you decide the other order."

Xia De said easily, and the witch nodded slightly, and said to the other two:

"This gentleman is fourth, so I am third."

Sister Perry then looked at Mr. Lehman, because the order actually didn't have much impact, so finally Mr. Lehman carried forward the gentlemanly style:

"Sister, you decide."

He respected clergy. Although the wish he wanted to realize when he came to this place was the most bizarre, at least his character was not bad.

The nun hesitated for a moment:

"Then I'll be second."

"No problem, I'll be first."

Mr. Lehman nodded and picked up the lyre Xia De brought him. He spent a few minutes tuning it, before saying to the god with a somewhat trembling voice:

"Great One, please allow me to offer my ballad to you — "The Road to Finding Butterflies"."

Taking the initiative to talk to the god at this moment probably exhausted most of the courage of his life.

Although he was trembling in his heart, when he began to pluck the strings, his heart gradually calmed down. Even as a mortal, having come here for his dream, he had to summon the courage to offer his ballad to the god.

Xia De was very sure that the song Mr. Lehman sang was his own original, because it was the story of his journey to this cave. The lyre's tone was mellow, and Mr. Lehman's singing voice was vicissitudinous and somewhat tragic. Deep in this empty underground cave, because of the god's arrival, the butterflies dancing with the music, the seven-colored light falling in the white daylight above the round table as the butterflies flapped their wings, the scene was dreamy and somewhat eerie.

Xia De had heard many bards sing in taverns and hotels, so he somewhat suspected that Mr. Lehman had also received bard training. The singing style and ballad narrative means he showed at this time were too similar to those of bards.

The song sang of his worries and fears on the journey, the confusion when he lit a campfire alone to spend the night, the joy and caution when meeting the god, and his inner loneliness and desire for companionship... If he hadn't specifically mentioned that he liked fluffy tails and soft ears, then this song would really be too perfect.

It's just that, although Mr. Lehman's singing foundation was solid, the lyre playing was also quite good, and the lyrics and tune were quite admirable, this still couldn't change the fact that this was just a very excellent (Chapter incomplete!)

ballad.

Xia De didn't know what Sister Perry and Witch Brichet would sing, but he was very sure that Mr. Lehman's song was far less than one-tenth of Miss Bernice's in the Sixth Era. Whether it was the content, the performance method, or the singing voice itself, Mr. Lehman was far behind. Even Xia De, who didn't understand appreciation, could judge this point.

"May the beloved girl be able to look sideways for me,

A sweet kiss accompanies me to sleep on the earth.

When we return to our hometown,

May this dream have no end."

Mr. Lehman ended his singing in a hoarse bass, nodded slightly to the god, and put down the lyre.

No one applauded, everyone was thinking about their own things. Only the butterflies in the daylight were still dancing with the lingering sound, as if somewhat reluctant to end the music.

"Great God of Butterflies, please allow me to bring the Song of the Earth for you."

Sister Oly Perry also said respectfully, then opened the "Song of the Earth" brought by Xia De. Of course, this was all in the language of the Sixth Era, but since this place could provide potions for everyone to communicate with each other, it could naturally provide potions for Sister Perry to understand these words.

The candle made of the corpse of a twisted white long worm bloomed with a faint light on the surface of the huge round table. The candlelight flickered, and the middle-aged nun covered her chest below her neck with one hand, then closed her eyes, tilted her head, and began to sing.

Compared with the "bard-style" singing of Mr. Lehman just now, Sister Perry undoubtedly used the "choir-style" singing. Coupled with the fact that she herself was singing the poems recorded in the 【Sun and Earth Church】, the holiness and solemnity made people really feel like they were listening to a choir singing.

Mr. Lehman's voice just now was hoarse, while Sister Perry's voice was undoubtedly exceptionally mellow.

The content of the poem she chose did not involve butterflies, but instead praised the earth and nature. Xia De had also flipped through this book, so he knew that this poem depicted the early spring season, when the poet stepped on the green and saw the ice spring break and all things sprout, and then the inner praise for nature and the earth surged, so he composed the poem. The poet was a member of the clergy living in the early Fifth Era, so the poem involved sentences praising the ancient god 【Lantern Elder】.

Sister Perry would certainly not presumptuously change the praise of 【Lantern Elder】 to praise of 【Thousand-Eyed Phantom Butterfly】, but instead changed those sentences praising the gods in the ballad to praise of the earth itself.

The butterflies were still flapping their wings with her singing, and the people listening carefully watched the nun flipping through the classics. Although her age was no longer that of a young girl, her appearance and voice in her thirties could sing out the heaviness of the earth even more.

Just from Xia De's perspective, although Sister Perry had no musical accompaniment, her singing was superior to Mr. Lehman's. She had been trained in the church, and the lyrics were also better than those written in a hurry. Neither of them used extraordinary means, and Sister Perry was undoubtedly the winner.

【The butterfly's phosphorus powder has hallucinogenic properties.】

The nun's ballad was relatively long, but her voice was beautiful, so no one was impatient because of this. In the singing, "her" voice appeared abruptly, and Xia De realized that "her" voice was even more beautiful than the singing.

"Is the hallucinogenic property strong? Ordinary hallucinogenic powder, or does it have extraordinary properties?"

【Take a deep breath.】

Out of trust in "her," Xia De immediately took a deep breath with his nasal cavity. The inhalation of the phosphorus powder also gave "her" a conclusion:

【The appearance of these butterflies itself is related to that Old God, and the colorful hallucinogenic powder has miracle elements.】

"What will happen if you are in contact for a long time?"

【Your body is protected by the First Fire, and nothing will happen. But those three mortals, even the witch, cannot withstand such a dosage of hallucinogenic powder all the time. If there is no help from other forces, after the banquet ends, none of them will be able to leave, and they will all fall into an eternal illusion until they turn into withered bones at the table.】

The nun was still singing, and Xia De was silent for a moment:

"The god promised that those who please him at the banquet can gain the favor of the dependent and leave here. So, at least one person can leave."

【Do you want to save the other two?】

"She" asked with a chuckle.

"Sister Perry will probably not die here, after (Chapter incomplete!)

all, Yiluna has already found that she is still active in history later, at least this name is still active. But no matter if she wins or not, I will ensure they all leave alive."

【Because of pity or sympathy?】

"Since we who live in different eras can gather together, this must be a wonderful fate. I have witnessed their stories, and naturally, I hope the ending of the story is good. Of course, I can only do my best... at least the companions this time look very good."

Sister Perry's song ended with "Praise the Earth" repeated three times. After the singing ended, Xia De's ears seemed to still be able to hear her voice echoing in his ears.

Still no one applauded, but Xia De felt inexplicably that the atmosphere of the banquet had become more lively, which might be because those dancing butterflies looked more "lively."

Next was Witch Brichet. She specifically asked Xia De to bring fresh leaves, naturally, like Xia De, intending to use extraordinary power to improve the quality of her singing.

It's just that unlike Xia De directly "copying" a song, Ms. Brichet used those fresh leaves as spellcasting materials. After throwing the leaves into the soil under her feet, a slender sapling grew in just half a minute.

The trunk was very straight, and there were only a few short branches. The highest point was about the same height as the sitting witch's head. She took a deep breath, and the twelve-tier golden steps appeared behind her. ===== CHAPTER 1179 =====