Chapter 212 (1/2)

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”It's a story you don't know ~” Keller tapped the harp and suddenly began to sing.

It's a wonderful tone, at least among many bards, that helo has never heard a voice comparable to that of Keller.

It doesn't refer to the lyrics and intonation, but specifically refers to the voice. Even if Keller is no longer learned, all his achievements in art can cover up all his light. Of course, if this kind of light is deliberately hidden by Keller, there is no way to be found. Now, Keller is just walking around in a leisurely room and making up a word with melody and harp The melody of the song became a wonderful song.

The songs of this era can not be separated from the mode system of poetry, which is usually expressed in the form of rhyming antiphonal poetry. Therefore, when Keller's lyrics, composition and singing were blurted out in a moment, helo, who had crossed the whole continent and tried his best to live, die, die and die, was shocked to see the ugliness of countless people.

that was a touch The feeling of electricity.

Looking at Keller's face carefully, helo suddenly found that the young boy who did not even grow his hair at that time was just the most elementary stage of human beings in her eyes, and had become an excellent male youth.

From the point of view of a wolf, Kailar may not be the strongest, but he is the most outstanding and wise. His role is just like that of a wolf, leading the whole wolf pack, and the head wolf can be used freely for the female wolf of the whole pack The highest power known as the highest mating right.

I don't know why helo's face turned red.

Of course, Keller may be able to feel her heat, but without his eyes, he can't see the spring in his eyes.

Well, blind people are easy to be bullied.

But the elf is quite enjoying it. She stays quietly on her shoulder, relying on her silver hair, playing with it gently, and then being infected by her song. She is quiet and quiet, just like a little angel.

”You're using your talent in the wrong place.” I don't know why helo suddenly sighs, but it's a waste for Keller to hear her voice clearly and use your talent to kill.

Keller smiles and doesn't answer. It's just a virtuous wolf. How can he know the joy of fighting with the sky, with the earth and with people? He's not wasting. He's enjoying it.

Enjoy this kind of competition, this step by step with the other side of the game, to the final victory or failure of the enjoyment.

Competition, this is the real competition that men should do.

It's the highest, the best enjoyment.

Women don't understand.

Keller knew that among the six kings, two tyrants and one woman were just fighting passively, fighting for their own things or trying to prove something. The other tyrant is cynical, and in fact his attention is more drawn to the tower of Babylon, as if nothing in the world concerns him or attracts him.

Hannibal, king of Carthage, was merely defending himself or fighting for freedom. Kailar believed that if Romania, after confirming his position, completely let go of the interests from Carthage, his first reaction was that he was confused and had nothing to do.

Those who are not ethereal or liberated can be said to collapse if they do not have a goal. What will they do then? This is my Hannibal who has the same name as the four famous Western generals in history?!

Then the king of silver.

The king of silver, who is completely in revenge, is desperate, perhaps terrible, but he is also empty.

In the final analysis, only one and a half of the six kings really enjoyed the feast.

Alexander, in Persian, Iskandar, is enjoying the feast with great pleasure.

As Prince of Camelot, Kailar was only half of them.

Both of them are enjoying the feast happily, which is inexplicable, as a duel between men.