"Violet is the most legendary and famous bard in the empire. He has an unparalleled beautiful singing voice and amazing talent. Almost every song he writes is popular."
Yin Wang said, "Countless nobles spent a lot of money just to invite him to come and sing a song at their banquet."
"Very good, let him sing at tonight's banquet," Solomon said.
However, before the translator could tell Violet this sentence, Violet had already walked out of the crowd and raised her head.
"I don't know why you came to me, but I will not sing for the invaders."
Zi Luo Lan's words made Yin Wang's face change greatly, and with Zi Luo Lan taking the lead, the other bards also started to commotion.
Someone soon echoed, "Yes, we are imperial people. We have just lost our emperor and are not in the mood to sing those cheerful songs."
Seeing Solomon's face gradually darkening, another person walked out from the bards and spoke.
"Then let me sing!"
The other bards glared at him one after another, but the man didn't take it seriously, "Why, if you are not in the mood to sing, why don't you allow those who are in the mood to sing?"
"You are also from the Empire." Violet reminded.
"That's right, living imperial people, please, I am a bard, not a knight, nor a noble. And aren't those nobles still alive now? They are not looking for death. Why are we bards so excited?"
As the man spoke, he also licked his lips in the direction of Intelligence Chief Yin Wang.
Violet couldn't help but feel dumb.
Solomon's expression improved a little at this time, and he asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Jilan, nicknamed Golden Voice, and I am the most famous bard in the royal capital in recent times. I have written many poems related to the tournament champion Sir Yin Leia, and they have all gone viral.
"Oh, by the way, please allow me to express my sincerest condolences to Lord Morn who died in her hands. Lord Morn was very brave and was only a little short of victory."
Solomon looked at Yin Wang, and the intelligence chief bowed and said, "That's true. Golden voices are also very popular in the capital."
"I am confident that my singing voice is not inferior to anyone else's." Kieran added.
Silver Hand rolled his eyes, jumped out of the crowd, and bowed.
"And I, I am Silverhand, Kieran's most tacit partner. As long as we are here, we will definitely make your banquet more colorful and satisfy all the guests."
Solomon said with satisfaction, "You two are good. I have decided to give you three thousand golden lions and the status of a noble as a reward."
"This...is a bit inappropriate." The intelligence chief couldn't help but said, "They are just bards. The empire has never had such a precedent..."
"Now we have it." Solomon interrupted him, "Now I have the final say in this city. If I say they are nobles, they will be nobles."
Solomon paused and then said to Kieran and Silverhand, "I will select two fiefdoms for you later. As long as you perform well tonight, you can become lords after the banquet is over."
"I'm flattered by your generosity," Kieran said, "but I don't want a fief."
"Why? Are you worried that those nobles will make irresponsible remarks to you? Don't worry, many of them will be unable to speak soon." Solomon said calmly.
"No, I'm not afraid of those rumors. I just think that you may have to hold banquets in the future, and you will also need minstrels at that time, so we want to continue to stay by your side and serve you."
"Why do you think I will still hold a banquet?" Solomon asked.
"Because the reputation of you and your warriors has spread throughout the entire continent, more and more people will come to seek refuge with you," Jilan said.
"You are really good at talking, bard." Solomon smiled, "But you are right, I can really use you, so you can stay.
"But I will still give you the fiefdom, or if you say you want that land, you can own it or not. Anyway, we will soon occupy the entire continent."
"It all depends on your command."
Solomon then randomly selected two of the remaining bards and waved the others away.
When Violet jumped out and accused him of being an aggressor and strictly refused to perform for him, Solomon originally wanted to kill all the bards.
But after having Jilan and Silverhand, he was too lazy to take care of the remaining people. In addition, there was a banquet tonight, and it was not suitable to kill anyone anymore, so he let these people go.
When passing by Kieran, Violet's eyes were still somewhat hostile and she whispered, "Flattery."
"You're welcome." Kieran said.
"Why are you so polite?"
"I saved your life and other people's lives."
"I don't need anyone to save my life. My life is already legendary enough. I don't mind giving it a more legendary ending."
"Really, does your daughter think so too?" Kieran's words made Violet fall into silence.
And Kieran no longer looked at him.
After leaving the study room where Solomon was, Yin Shou approached Kieran and said, "Hey, what were you thinking just now? Are you stupid for flattering me? The guy just said the banquet was over and let us leave. Why don't you borrow
Take this opportunity to escape from the city?"
"Where are you going?" Kieran glanced at Silverhand.
The latter scratched his head and said, "I don't know. Anyway, stay away from those guys with wings on their backs. By the way, we can go to the Western Region to join the Shuangxiu Church. We are originally Saturday believers."
"Then what?"
"What then?" Silver Hand was puzzled, "continue to be our bard."
Kieran shook his head and said, "We two bards are not missing in the Shuangxiu Temple, otherwise Merlin would have taken us back when he left."
"Okay... then let's go to the north. Those birdmen shouldn't be able to withstand the severe cold there."
"No, I won't leave. If you want to leave, you can go by yourself."
"What do you plan to do? Do you really plan to keep singing to those birdmen?"
"Why not? As long as we win their trust, we can get a steady stream of information from them."
Silverhand nodded, "What you said is good, but why do we need information... Wait, that guy named Redio, I remember he seems to have a way to contact Merlin, right?"
"That's right, we can use him to send the collected intelligence back to Green Field. Those Wing Tribe people will never imagine that if the empire wins in the future, we will be heroes."
"Then what if the empire... loses?" Silverhand asked.
Kieran patted him on the shoulder, "Then get ready to be a founding father."
Silver hand touched his chin, "Think about it carefully, this seems good... Damn, you are really a genius, Kieran, I have decided to follow you from now on."
This chapter has been completed!