Walking out of the Fountain Square, Hermione found that there was no carriage outside. It seemed that she had to go to the stable rental place and have a look. There were not that many pedestrians on the road. Could it be that they all went to the ball game and haven't come back yet? It doesn't make sense.
, it’s all over.
Walking on the road with potholes filled with stones, there were brick and stone houses, mud-tile houses, and wooden houses on both sides. For a moment, she felt like she had returned to her previous life, the society of more than a thousand years ago.
Different from the other Kamari Street, which is the longest, best and most innovative street in town, there are no yard guardrails covered with gorse or fancy new-style houses. Instead, there are random piles of personal daily necessities, making it almost filthy.
place.
Walking on it, Hermione deftly avoided the dark liquid and walked on the seemingly clean stone slabs, jumping around like a flying elf. The children playing football around were a little surprised by her beauty.
Consciously stop and look.
"Hello." Hermione, who was passing by, accurately tipped the ball over a child's head and let it stay there. The continuous feedback made her feel good, and she was a little excited along with the audience.
It wasn't until the back was no longer visible that the boy took the ball off his head and called on his friends to continue playing on the street.
When walking through the narrow aisle, Hermione gave a lesson to the gangster who had been following behind, and then continued walking on the street. This street was named Riverdale Street because there was a relatively large bar called the Riverdale Bar.
Hermione thought of Lucius Shuzer, the owner of the previous hotel, and hoped that he would come out of the shadows early and find a good girl in the town to marry. There are people who want to date witches these days. I don’t know why.
die.
There were obviously more people on the streets of the River Valley, and most of them were heading towards the River Valley bar, which made Hermione a little curious. Did the bar owner treat everyone to drinks for free?
I casually asked about an ordinary woman with a child on the side of the road. She had black hair, gray-blue eyes, and looked like a common local housewife. She didn't look like she was going to drink, nor was she going to catch her husband.
"Ma'am, are you going to a bar? Is the bar offering free drinks to everyone?"
"You are so good-looking. You look like a young lady from the Manor District. It's normal not to know. I heard that a female singer with good singing came to the River Valley Bar. Palina Hill, who is famous in Faroe, I am
I plan to find a good seat, would you like to come and listen to it? It’s good to get used to the music of noble masters and get familiar with the world.”
The woman was walking quickly as she spoke, and her child had already run ahead. Hermione had rarely heard the songs of this world. Before, she spent more time with her friends in Pulitzer. She didn't go to nightclubs except for mission needs. Now,
Is this considered making up for regrets?
"Then I have to see if she really lives up to her name."
Hermione followed the woman. If it was nice, she might as well introduce her to Geissler and ask her to play a transitional song before the game started to arouse the mood of the scene.
The open space behind the River Valley Bar was covered with white sand, and there was a small stage in the middle. Hermione bought a large bottle of vintage Baden craft white wine, which cost her 5 silver coins. Bar staff
A seat at the front was directly arranged for her, and she called Liv, the woman who had just been traveling with her, to join her.
This kind of bundled marketing looks pretty good. If you get it for free, you can find a seat in the back. If you pay for a drink, you can enjoy it in a nice place. Everyone gets what they want. Liv’s children, Lars and Maddie, sat directly on the sand in front, waiting.
With the arrival of the lead singer.
A woman walked out of the simple platform wearing a blue canvas skirt. The inverted pockets and buttons made Hermione feel a bit like her own denim skirt.
She has flaxen curly hair parted in the middle. She has a good face. She is in her early twenties. Her skin is wheat-colored. The gray-green pupils under her slender eyebrows seem to be watching everyone in front of her, with a sense of vitality and uniqueness.
personality.
"I originally planned to sing for everyone again tonight, but I am very happy that everyone can come here as soon as possible, so I just want to warm up for everyone first."
After Palina Hill glanced around the stage, the place suddenly became quiet. Her voice was as clear as a lark. She opened the show by singing some folk songs that were popular here. Her voice penetrated people's hearts and awakened some dormant memories.
The person who is looking for the silence in her heart meets the peace that belongs to her. The gentle breeze is like holding her hand, whispering in her ear, stroking her face, and saying sweet words that belong to the two of them...
…
Hermione roughly translated the meaning of the song literally, and everyone around her remembered their past years. Even Liv unconsciously closed her eyes and enjoyed it. Hermione's inner excitement was also slightly calmed down, and she remembered the past with her friends.
On singing days, no one was willing to sing a duet with her, because she had no problem singing by herself, but as long as she sang with others, she would run away. She just wanted to have fun anyway.
What followed were some popular songs by Luen and Intis, especially Intis's somewhat vulgar tunes that quickly diluted the emotions brought by the previous ballads and made everyone around them shake together.
Hermione's hand holding the cup stopped in the air. This person had to give it a good beating. She was still recalling the emotion she had just felt, but it changed so quickly.
The warm-up ended quickly. After Palina Hill thanked the audience, she glanced at Hermione and blinked a few times. Then she returned to the back door of the bar. Some people around her were fans who wanted to follow them in, but were stopped by the waiter.
Outside the door.
Hermione gave Liv the whole bottle of white wine that she had not drunk much. Some people around her also stared at her with complicated eyes. It seemed that they were too excited just now, and the flirtatious eyes of Palina Hill were reserved for herself.
There is some trouble. I really want to teach her a lesson directly.
She punched the big man who was trying to get in and knocked him out, instantly calming down the people around him. They finally realized the indifference and oppression. Adhering to the Sauron family's principle of not leaving an overnight grudge, Hermione came to the scene with a few staggers.
Inside the bar, I didn't have time to look at the scenery inside, so I directly found Palina Hill who was changing clothes in the room.
"It seems that you are not simple, you can use your voice to influence them."
Hermione was half a head taller than Palina Hill, so she lifted her clothes up halfway. Now Palina was as obedient as a kitten, looking at Hermione with a bit of grievance.
"Life is hard! This beautiful lady, please let me go. I was just testing it. After all, people are curious. You are so beautiful and attractive. I am willing to agree to your request to make up for what I just said.
Offense."
"What do you think you are worth? Tell me where your peculiar singing voice comes from." Hermione was a little curious, and it didn't look like the voice of the Ocean Singer.
