Chapter 461 The Bard’s Road to Fame

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 Kieran looked around and found that there were nearly a hundred people gathered here, many of whom were even drinkers in the tavern.

Right now, I'm all listening to that head singing.

After the group was over, the people inside came out to express their gratitude, and the reward money flew towards the barrel like snowflakes.

Kieran's sharp eyes even saw a gold coin inside. Moreover, the golden lion did not fly into the barrel, but hit the edge of the barrel and bounced out, fell to the ground, and rolled towards Kieran.

Kieran stretched out one foot and quietly stepped on the gold coin.

At this time, the person who sang earlier also looked over here with a surprised look on his face and said, "Look who's here, Golden Voice. You rushed to the tavern early in the morning and occupied the best performance seat. I'm sure you'll make a lot of money."

The bowl is full."

"That's right, I've made a lot of money, so I plan to go back to bed now and come back earlier tomorrow."

The man's face darkened when he heard this, "Is it fun to lie to yourself? No one listens to your bad songs. Why don't you accept this and give up your seat in the pub?"

"What about you, can you make your terrible singing voice sound better by hiring people to support you and pretend that you are very popular?"

"You're just jealous of me, admit it, Golden Voice."

"Why am I jealous of you? Am I squatting in a barrel and pretending to be a stupid person?"

"Actually, it's a brilliant idea and it's made me a lot of money. If you're willing to admit that you're not as good as me, I might even consider buying you a drink or something."

"Hahaha, it's really interesting. Silverhand, you must regard me as a role model, so you are so persistent in defeating me. But unfortunately, you have no hope in this life. Besides, I don't need you to buy me a drink. I have plenty of money."

"Really? Then when will you return the gold coin at your feet to me?" Yin Shou said expressionlessly.

Jilan's expression changed slightly, but soon he looked surprised again, "What, there are gold coins under my feet, I didn't even feel it. Your song must be too unpleasant and disturbed my mind."

As Kieran said this, he still reluctantly removed his boots.

Silver Hand bent down and picked up the gold coin, comforting him, "Don't be discouraged, at least Mrs. McGlynn appreciates you."

"I will be famous. One day my songs will be sung by millions of people, but you are still playing the stupid head in some unknown tavern." Kieran said with a straight face.

"I will try my best to live as long as possible, hoping to see that day come."

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Kieran didn't just say this just to argue with Silverhand, in fact it was indeed his dream.

Like those who have unappreciated talents in all planes, Kieran felt that what he lacked was just an opportunity.

As long as he has the right opportunity, he can soar into the sky.

This time Li Yu held a heroic spirit summoning ceremony. After hearing the news, Kieran immediately put down what he was doing and rushed over, but in the end he arrived too late.

We can only ask the nearby farmers about the grand scene that day. However, many bards have done this before Jilan, and after Jilan, there are still bards coming here in a steady stream.

Various works continue to pour out like a spurt, and most of them are similar, and they are not as eye-catching as Gin Hand, who specializes in sensationalism.

But if you want to be sung by tens of thousands of people, or even sung by millions of people, either the poet himself must be very famous and have countless fans, or he must get a first place.

Let your songs be sung before others can react.

Kieran doesn't have to think about the former now, but the latter has to depend on fate.

There are many bards in history who were originally unknown, but because they were involved in a certain war, or accidentally witnessed some major events that changed the world line, the works they created became an instant hit.

For now, the most eye-catching thing is of course the upcoming martial arts tournament.

It is estimated that half of the bards in the empire have gone to the royal capital, and the other half are on their way there, and there are many famous bards in Lionheart Castle itself.

Kieran is still somewhat self-aware and knows that he will definitely not be able to compare with those big guys.

But this incident provided him with another idea.

If you can't sing in the martial arts tournament, you can sing something else, such as the Shuangxiu Cult, which has suddenly become famous recently, and its mysterious prophet Merlin.

Although he missed the heroic spirit summoning ceremony not long ago, his intuition tells Kieran that there are still many themes that can be explored in Li Yu.

Moreover, he is accompanied by the dragon-slaying hero Ilea, so they will not be bored on their way to the royal capital.

And the capital city is the territory of the Church of Life. In recent years, the priests of Cornelia have been very popular in front of His Majesty the Emperor and the upper-class nobles of the empire.

It would definitely be interesting if the two sides faced off.

The more Kieran thought about it, the more excited he became. Isn't this the opportunity he has been looking for for many years? As long as he sets off now and catches up with Ilea and his party, will he still be short of creative subjects in the future?

Thinking of this, the bard swept away his previous depression and became energetic. He returned to the hotel where he was staying, simply packed his luggage, and rushed out.

When he went downstairs, he bumped into Yin Shou again. The latter glanced at the baggage behind him and sneered, "What, can't you afford the room payment?"

Now that Kieran had a goal, he didn't bother to argue with Silver Hand anymore. He just snorted coldly and kept walking.

After a while, the figure disappeared on the street outside the door.

Now it was Silver Hand's turn to be a little confused.

He and Kieran were already bickering with each other, but Kieran didn't fight back this time, and he felt weak all over.

It's like having fish bones stuck in your throat when eating fish.

Afterwards, he went to inquire with the owner of the hotel and found that Kieran did not owe the room fee. The look of confusion on his face couldn't help but get worse. He sat on the wooden barrel used for the performance and fell into deep thought.

Kieran left the hotel, rented an old horse with the only seven silver coins left in his money bag, and rode out of the city.

Although Ilea and others have left for some time, their team has a large number of people and their direction of travel is clear, so it is still easy to catch up.

But perhaps because Kieran has been having a bad time recently, he was targeted by a group of robbers not long after he left the city.

Of course, the poor bard and his old horse couldn't outrun the thieves, so Kieran was captured.

The robbers searched his whole body carefully several times with expressions of disbelief on their faces. It seemed that they had been in the business for many years and had never encountered such a poor customer.

Everyone felt unlucky and were about to kill the bard with a knife. However, Kieran expressed the hope that they could fulfill his last wish and sing one more song before he died.

After receiving permission, the bard picked up his lyre again, cleared his throat, and sang the song "The Murderer Resurrected from the Dead".


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