Vermillion

By the river.

Light, then somewhere sad sounds on a wooden tree with gentle sunlight.

A young man sat on a crate by the carriage, singing the harp (harp) as he clawed.

"Calm your mind. Not now.

These breasts just squeal.

Once in peace, not now.

I just want to think about it.

His lady.

It's just like the wilderness. It's sad.

Everything in this eye.

No taste as cold ash

Pity my head.

You're crazy about things.

Pity my heart.

Thousands of messes, none.

Yeah, calm down. Not now.

These breasts just squeal... "

A caravan is leaving Wolvern, and half a day is about to pass. The face of the caravan taking a small pause in the wood along the river, resting his body thoughtfully, listened to the bard - Joaquin's singing.

Joaquin's singing was like a comedy and tragic love song where apparently one man falls in love with his daughter and follows the path of ruin as he repeatedly acts incapacitated to distract her.

For Kay, who is not a native English speaker, it was not easy to listen to all of the lyrics, but still couldn't help but prohibit a bitter laugh at the gap between the sad melody and the backward nagging content from it. The discrepancy is unnecessarily triggered and invites a strange laugh as Joaquin takes it seriously and sings out the man's mood with emotion.

The purpose of this song seems to be to enjoy such ironic ridicule, and all the caravans are laughing with their lunches in their mouths.

"That's a big deal......"

Kay, sitting back on her cheeks with a sandwich on a larger stump, lowered her voice to stay out of the way of the performance and whispered to neighbor Irene. Joaquin seems to have been eating snacks early and continues to sing without rest.

"Oh, I think I've been listening to something that sounds like music for a long time..."

Irene, who shared the same stump with Kay and sat down a bit beside her, nodded as she chewed the sandwich. Indeed, as Eileen put it, it may be a long time since I've heard music that sounds like music.

In this world, where no phonograph or electronics exist, songs are sung by people, and songs are played by people's hands. Until now, I've heard people sing folk songs more than once in the taverns and villages, but this was the first time I've heard a song by a 'professional' performer.

[DEMONDAL] There were also a few retired professional musicians in the game, and the concert was held from time to time - Kay remembers nostalgically. In that regard, Joaquin's performance was so great that he couldn't complain, even from Kay and Irene, who had fat ears in modern society.

Unusual, after a busy break, the caravan advances again.

"It was brilliant."

Across Sasquatch and moving next to the Holland carriage, Kay called out to Joaquin on the carrier.

"Hey, it's an honor to compliment you."

With the harp in one hand, Joaquin, who was sitting leaning against the crate of his luggage, responded with his hat off as illuminated. Really, he's a beautiful young man in love, even from a man's point of view. Every movement will be like - so there is no distracted wind and no nasty feeling, so I feel like sticking to it.

"Playing" Pro, "I'm numb. You're gonna sing to me at night, aren't you?

Next to Kay, Irene rides out on a suzuka and asks.

"Yes, of course."

"I'm looking forward to it."

"Stay tuned"

Two people who talk soothingly.

By the way, I was sneaked out of Holland to teach me before I left, but Joaquin says it's a doctrine that doesn't get his hands on other people's women. "So don't worry," Kay laughs unexpectedly, remembering Holland's face winking. The person in question held the reins at the table with an unfamiliar face.

"Joaquin, your song, that's good. I wish I could sing like that."

Next to Holland, Edda, sitting on your stand, pointed her lips and said, blurry.

"Edda has a good voice. If you practice a lot, you'll be a much more popular singer than I am."

"Really?"

"Yeah, really."

"Then I'll practice too!

Edda grinned and began to glimpse the melody Joaquin had been singing earlier, with her legs plumped.

"Looks like Joaquin's up for Satina too, but where were you before Wolvern? When it comes to bards (birds), there are images of them rolling around…"

Looking at Edda smiling like that, Kay asked, Joaquin teased the hat feather ornament and replied, "That's right."

"We stayed in Wolvern for about a month, but before that we stayed in a small city called Oslo, east. Before that, at the end of the further east, in the peripheral city [Gallon]."

"Mine City [Gallon]"

"Yeah, yeah, that's right. Did you know?"

"It's just a name. I've never actually visited him."

"Was it? It's a bustling city full of enthusiasm and vibrancy. Many people come from nearby villages to make money, so it's easy for me to make money."

Naturally, Joaquin, the bard's source of income, is a 'twist' from the audience. Very rarely it seems that nobles and merchants invite you to play, but it is not stable. It seems his style to patrol the eastern border in summer and the warm western coast in winter while traveling.

"Even if you stay in too many places, 'I'm tired' will come. Gallons are a big city, so I can keep making a lot of money if I roll over the tavern, but it seems like the journey is right for me."

Laughing like a light, Joaquin said so. By the way, they plan to stay in Satina for about a month and then travel to the port city of Kitene before it's winter.

"Well, I'm tired of traveling all the time."

"Every day like this, you can't imagine a life without a journey."

"The move, after all, is with the caravan?

"Yeah, it's no fun traveling alone, anyway, if it's a nearby village. Especially since most bards carry money, it's easy to get targeted."

"As horrible as it gets, it sure is."

Kay smudging and hammering.

"Nah, sounds like I've been to a lot of places. After all, do they sing and differ in popularity from region to region?

Eileen throws questions in an intriguing way. Joaquin conceived, "Hmm," as he rang the harp with Poloron.

"Right. On the eastern border, bright comedy or unexpectedly love songs are popular. Conversely, in the western urban areas, heroes Tan and Adventure Tan feel more preferred. Especially since we are all hungry for entertainment at first, any song is equally welcome......"

"Heh. For example, what song is there?

"Earlier," Johnny the Mad Love "was quite a popular song, but, you know, speaking of lately... Oh, the song about the" Witch of Justice "case, set in the trading city of Satina, was also very popular on the eastern border."

"…… 'The Witch of Justice'?

Eileen tilting her neck.

"Yeah. A while back, a colleague flowing from the south told me to listen. We are talking about the wizard of the journey, who destroyed the drug trafficking organization that nests in Satina and rescued the kidnapped young girl. Everything is based on what just happened recently, and the wizard was a breathtaking blonde maiden who could follow the Shadow Spirit..."

Joaquin chuckled when he saw Eileen.

"Speaking of which, Eileen is also a 'blonde maiden'"

"Uh... yeah, well..."

Eileen nods vaguely with an indescribable face. I wonder if you know what I'm talking about, but when I saw Holland and Edda on your stand, they were chewing up laughter. Maybe Joaquin hasn't been asked anything.

"And other things…… the martial arts legend of the warrior" Silver Blade "of the North Earth that it was raging on the border, and the legend of the" White Dragon "that it appeared in the mountains near the northeastern city of Oslo… Oh, speaking of which, the legend of" The Hunter of the Great Bear Killer "that it was this village, this was also popular on the border"

"'The Hunter of the Great Bear Killer' ……?

Kay tilting his neck.

"Yes. The sudden tragedy that struck a small pioneering village - [Deep (Abyss)] came out of fear," The Great Bear (Grandurus). "I was wondering if the lives of the helpless villagers were the lights in front of the wind in the raid of a monster as huge as the mountain. but that's exactly when! There emerges a strong hunter. He showered a sharp arrow into a monster as huge as he looked up, shooting his heart out beautifully - without being frightened!"

Along the way, Joaquin begins to claw the harp and sing in Norinoli.

"Yeah, this is popular too, and I'm my favorite hero, Tan. If it is, I will listen to you in earnest tonight. It's good to talk about Gentile travelers showing up refreshed and saving people from crisis. Dark hair, deep and serene pitch-black eyes. He drives a brown stallion, wears demonic pale leather armor, and carries a strong bow..."

And, where he spoke so much, he stopped his hand playing the fudge harp, and Joaquin stared seriously at Kay in front of him.

A young Gentile warrior with dark hair, dark eyes and brown horses, equipped with blue leather armor and a pearl bow.

"Uh..."

Joaquin stiff and wandering his gaze in front of Kay, who has an indescribable face.

"…… Buh. Nfu, kufu............"

And Holland, who saw Joaquin like that flickering sideways, erupted out of his misery.

"…… that, I don't think so?

I wonder what Kay should have said to Joaquin, who was terrified.

"- What!? You're lying, right?! I didn't know it was about you!

Joaquin's sustenance when he was informed of the facts by Holland later became a talking grass among all the caravans, he said.

As I answered Joaquin's arrow-hearted question of great excitement, the day tilted and eventually the caravan reached the small village.

Today, we will reveal the night in this village. Joaquin's face was quite remarkable when Eileen took out the "alarm (alarm)" and performed shadow magic.