klisemfg Chapter 322 Distant Love
Chapter 322 Distant Love
On the high platform, several pairs of eyes were fixed on Luo Lin.
The guests around the stage also curiously observed the bard who claimed to be from the far East.
As Rowling looked up, a magical spotlight shone on his spot. His servant, Blancard, quickly brought a high stool and placed it behind Rowling, gently tugging at the poet's robes so that he could sit down in a dashing, artist-like posture.
The seat was conveniently located between the platform and the guests, so Rowling sat down...
"Distinguished guests, before the banquet officially begins, we are honored to have with us Mr. Barbaras & Mr. Footman from an unknown continent. He will be performing an adventurous song for you all. Please listen attentively... Band, please prepare, all silence... Close the door, let's serve the food!"
Mayor Bonn stood in the center of the hall and announced loudly...
The clamor of discussion abruptly ceased, and the several bigwigs on the stage quietly awaited Luo Lin's performance.
Luo Lin twisted his neck, stretched his stiff muscles, and tried to relax...
To be honest, it's been a long time since I've given a speech or performed under so many eyes. The last time was... back in my youth, a distant memory flashed back. Luo Lin's mouth was dry; something seemed to be stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.
Quiet, unusually quiet.
Everyone waited, but Brancard seemed to sense something was amiss. He gestured for the musician to begin a soothing, gentle melody...
Upon hearing the music, something suddenly came to mind for Rowling...
He paused briefly, then slowly raised his right arm, as if to host a concert.
"I! From afar, I descended into your embrace, and Mother Earth embraced me... That princess, so extraordinary, with three heads and two faces, captivated me. We gave birth to children of nature and earth spirits, who have four legs and live in the valleys of Kalimdor alongside Thunder God..."
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"The Tauren encountered danger and, with the help of heroes—a giant bear, a falcon, and a wild boar—helped the chieftain escape from the tribe."
"They became brothers in the wilds of the barren land..."
"The witch doctor is smiling."
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"The general on the island swore revenge, and his fleet sailed the seas. The daughter of the sea was forced to condense tears of ice... which fell upon the summit of Theramore's walls. The Eye of the Nexus will never descend again."
"Footprints in the dust and swamp, emblems of blood and fire, the flames that forged Deathwing!"
"The king has disappeared... I, a lone hero, will forge ahead without fear. There are no grasslands in the north... only high mountains."
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"Piety or greed?"
"Courage or judgment."
"The kindness of a learned scholar..."
"No, the end of the world has come! Blood from the mountains, black iron smoke, heroes lost on the burning battlefield... I await you, my love..."
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Barbaras and the footman seemed deeply moved, their expressions so intense that their necks and heads swayed along with their bodies. The few muscles in their faces trembled, as if lava was about to burst from their throats, their genuine emotion almost leaping out...
The audience on stage looked completely bewildered...
The poet was still striking a pose, and the band's music was getting increasingly melancholic, making the poem seem rather eerie... Sensing the atmosphere was off, the mayor tried to stop Barbaras from continuing his performance, but the clerk beside him quickly pulled him back, gesturing for the mayor to look at the important figures on the stage.
Mayor Bourne suddenly noticed that three people on the stage had already stood up...
Leading the group was Countess Katarina. Her initial calm and desire to avoid causing a commotion had vanished. When Barbaras mentioned Dustwallow Marsh and Deathwing, her expression changed drastically. "King...the North!"
Upon hearing those two words, she almost wanted to kill everyone present.
Quit your mouth!
Who is this bard?
He can't live past tonight!
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The countess cast a cleansing spell on herself, calming her mind. Quietly composing herself, Katarina scrutinized Rolin's appearance, finding the stranger increasingly familiar... as if she'd seen him somewhere recently.
Standing up with her was a lovesick prince!
The prince of Stromgarde couldn't understand it.
How could the bard's clumsy, incomprehensible, worthless, and aesthetically unappealing poems have caught the attention of the beautiful black-haired woman? He stood up as well, purely out of jealousy and resentment.
The prince, his face full of disdain, gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, suppressing the urge to chop off Barbaras's head at any moment; his back teeth were almost shattered.
As a knight, as the prince of Stromgarde, as the militia captain...
He frequently executed innocent refugees, slaughtering countless Arathi farmers and refugees on charges of treason and blasphemy against the nobility. He considered himself a brilliant, handsome, and noble prince, and believed his disloyal subjects deserved to die!
In a way, he and the black-haired beauty opposite him were quite a match; both were indifferent to the lives of others, manipulating people's hearts, pretending to be the embodiment of justice, but in reality, they were ruthless.
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The fallen prince who stood up was a jealous type, not worth mentioning; the third one, however, was quite special...
She wore a distinctive mask, and if it weren't for Master Yuvel's introduction, no one would have noticed this automatically concealed night elf observer; she was a member of the Eternal Watchers.
The Cenarion Council has sent observers from the Nature Society to investigate the extent of damage to forest balance worldwide. They are actually quite vocal about the unauthorized logging and clearing of forests for human development.
The Seine-Lyon Council is particularly concerned about the unusual biological activity of insect swarms around the world; they seem to have discovered clues to some ancient legends...
The Watchers were dispatched to various places to help the Alliance, guide the ecology, and save endangered species. Although the Alliance leadership found them somewhat troublesome, they were indeed very responsible and patient, and these druids were also quite powerful.
The Watcher is an all-around assassin and sentinel, capable of infiltration, reconnaissance, combat, shapeshifting, diving, and flying.
It is said that in the Druid headquarters of Moonglade, the spirit of the Forest God still exists, and continues to protect the believers and pioneers who follow the doctrine of the natural balance of life... They are actually the organization closest to the Red Dragon Queen who controls the power of life and her sister, the Green Dragon Queen of the Emerald Dream.
On the Horde side, Thrall's Earth Ring is more about communication with the elemental planes, and also closely connected to the Heart of the World itself... Both seem quite different, like a neutral organization like a nature conservation association.
The shamans of the Earthen Ring and the druids of the Cenarion Circle share some similarities, and both have members of different races joining the other's side, but their fundamental natures are quite different...
In terms of faith, one group considers the moon goddess Elune and her companions and relatives as the supreme deities.
The other one worships the spirits of ancestors and the spirits of nature. Thrall's Earth Ring seems to be a bit lower-level, but in fact, the higher-level representatives of the power of the earth are the Titans of the Temple of Order.
After going through such a long and winding route, the differences between Druids and Shamans are explained, leading to the introduction of the Night Elf Wardens.
The main reason was that she seemed to recognize Rowling... Night Elf Wardens don't identify people by sight; they can hear the voice of souls.
The representatives of the Watchers, who stood up, were largely drawn in by the very first line of Rowling's poem...
That was a forbidden union between the Earth Mother and the Forest Demigod... In a sense, it was an embarrassing incident for the Elf Druids... It was a taboo topic!
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