Old-time musicians

Fan Ning's voice was hoarse and slow, but due to the change in temperament, it inexplicably carried a hint of sadness.

The pelicans began to fly away, but a few persisted in measuring his legs with their large beaks.

The little girl discovered after he stood up that his shirt was half-open, and his pants and leather shoes were severely deformed, with strips of rot, and were soaked with seawater and salt.

There is no way this prototype is a formal suit.

"Sir, you seem to have experienced a great danger not long ago, such as a shipwreck or robbery..."

She stood up and patted the gravel on her skirt, and switched to the same Janus language as Fan Ning. The wording was a little awkward: "I first thought you were a little uncomfortable, lying there to rest, or maybe there was something wrong with you." Maybe to tease them..."

Both Lange and Janus are the official languages ​​of the Southern Continent, but relatively speaking, most civilians are accustomed to communicating in Lange in spoken language, and Janus is more used in written texts or literary creations. .

After listening to her answer, Fan Ning looked around the surroundings.

This is not a remote area. The silhouette of the town can be vaguely seen on the beach. There are also some children playing and playing in the distance, as well as parasols open on the white beach.

"It is true that there was an accident during the journey, but strangely, no life was lost."

"So, did you see how I floated here? What happened next?"

Fanning asked again, staring at her again.

The little girl shook her head, her voice as clean as after washing with water: "I just came to the beach from the town, and saw a group of pelicans resting here. When I got closer, I found that there seemed to be a figure lying in the middle, and then I heard You signaled that I don’t have to come over…”

You can thank the Pelicans. Fan Ning nodded slightly calmly.

She didn't seem to notice Fan Ning's hidden meaning of scrutiny, nor did she realize that if there was a mistake in her answer, she might encounter some unexpected treatment. Her tone gradually took on a hint of yearning:

"Sir, are you a knowledgeable troubadour from afar? They tend to receive more gifts from the 'Fanghui Poet', and the 'good luck' after suffering an accident should be one of them. "

Troubadour? Such a tendentious temperament change? Fan Ning shook her long hair that was too messy by the sea breeze.

However, the little girl's question provided him with an idea.

He had inexplicably broken into the Southern Continent, and it was impossible to completely separate from society and isolate himself from the world. Especially if he wanted to obtain some convenience for investigating clues, the first thing that needed to be resolved was the issue of identity.

The most common idea is to "get a fake certificate."

If he had come prepared, with Fan Ning's previous connections and status, it would have been easy for him to create a seamless identity. However, the incident happened suddenly and there was no connection. His strength was not fully restored, and he didn't even have a penny on him.

Even if you act cautiously and step by step, the fake identity you concoct may still have some big or small loopholes. Although the household registration system here is not as complete as the northern continent, it is not easy for the group of people who care about you.

In particular, it is inevitable for me to engage in music activities.

The special group of troubadours, in the religious and cultural environment of this vast and sparsely populated country, is considered to be the pursuer and seeker closest to the image of the "Fanghui Poet", the lord of witness, especially those who have her. For the "genuine" bard who blesses the emblem, branches of the church will provide conveniences, and princes and nobles will rush to provide shelter.

After a rough analysis, Fan Ning decided to create such an identity, and then find a way to obtain the blessing emblem of "Fanghui Poet".

Not only does this have a high religious and social status, but the special attribute of "wandering and traveling" is also a natural barrier. There is no centralized management or preparation, and it is difficult to accurately trace past experiences. Only in the Troubadour It makes sense.

It is undoubtedly the optimal solution.

At this time, he noticed that when the little girl asked questions, she first looked at his face, but then her eyes stayed on his right hand.

He raised his right hand, and around his wrist was a light purple string with a special texture, soft and flexible.

It was the girdle that Joan had given to her.

It's really an extraordinary string. Judging from the thickness, it is the D string that represents the "key" phase. Moreover, it is not a violin.

"My guitar has been lost in the sea, taking with it the music it played during its lifetime." So Fan Ning raised his wrist slightly to show that it was a remaining string.

This answer is obviously non-committal.

"A romantic and poignant ending." The little girl's comment made Fan Ning couldn't help but look at her carefully.

Then, after receiving a positive reply, her expression became expectant and admiring: "Mr. Poet, would you mind telling me, what is your name?"

She solemnly stepped forward and bowed to Fanning: "I am Luna Chretien."

Fan Ning stared at her movements, his tone still deep and melancholy:

"You can call me Scheele."

"Ah! What a very iconic name!" Luna's pale pink eyes flashed with dreamy longing, "This sounds like a bard rather than some other strange profession! It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Scheele."

The little girl straightened her dress, put her feet together, and bowed again.

Fan Ning did not answer the question, but directly asked in a questioning tone:

"You don't seem to be a local, and your family background is not ordinary."

In this old industrial world, civilian children are far less precocious in terms of psychological growth and physical development than in the modern society of Blue Star in their previous life. But Fan Ning has long been keenly aware that this little girl's behavior and expression skills are much better than those of her ignorant peers, although her maturity and vigilance are still not as high as those of adults.

The silver gauze skirt on her body, the blood-colored jade bracelet on her wrist, the delicate black umbrella she held, and the ivory button leather boots on her feet were not items that an ordinary family could possess.

And after the initial recovery of his spiritual sense, Fan Ning noticed a total of three separate gazes.

During the conversation between the two of them, a group of people from afar cast their gaze.

Maybe in a guard-type role.

"I am indeed not a local." Luna told her frankly, "The Chretien family is one of the members of the Chamber of Commerce in the city-state of Missing, and our 'Flower Etiquette' supplier caravan is only temporarily staying in Port Baqueriso. For a few days, they were on that street, and you see, there are still hired workers enjoying the shade.”

She pointed in the direction of the beach. In the distance, a few rows of palm trees blocked the small town behind. There were also about a dozen figures dotted under the trees. It looked like they couldn't walk more than ten minutes apart.

"The supplier team of 'Flower Etiquette'" Fan Ning suddenly realized.

Although the beach in this port town is quite popular, it would be somewhat unusual to meet a well-dressed little girl watching the sea alone. It turns out that her large army is right next to her. Something similar to the spiritual revelation just now The guard's gaze was also coming from that direction.

He knows the meaning of "flower etiquette".

Any qualified knowledgeable person possesses knowledge that far exceeds that of ordinary people. In addition to basic things such as mysticism, linguistics, and history, he also has common knowledge of humanities and geography around the world. The "Flower Ceremony" is the most grand and solemn festival for the ordinary people here and for the official and knowledgeable organizations of the church.

From this point of view, the Chretien family of this little girl with albinism is at least a small-scale wealthy businessman in Missing City - able to provide celebration materials for such grand events as the "Flower Ceremony", even if it is only a part. It can bring very considerable profits and social status.

"...But Mr. Poet." Luna seemed to see what Fan Ning was thinking. She gently placed the coconut in her hand on the ground after taking a few sips, and continued to whisper, "You may have guessed, My status in the family is very insignificant.”

"Due to well-known reasons, the 'discolored ones' are considered to be creatures that even the 'Fanghui Poet' who has given many gifts cannot touch, because what flows in our bodies is 'helpless blood'"

"Every year during the Flower Festival, people in the South will be immersed in pursuing the inspiration of the poet's fragrant fragrance, but for me, just the hot summer sun shining like this may kill me."