The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 253 Rehearsal
You have to know that the Moran Royal Family and the Brocade Royal Family are both old royal families that have existed for hundreds of years. It goes without saying that they are extremely wealthy.

The salt mines in their territory are all controlled by the royal family, so the salt factories cannot escape their control.

In front of the Lengshui River, a natural barrier that is easy to defend but difficult to attack, and under the hanging sword of the plane war, the two royal families naturally have to offer a price that can impress Feng Yu.

This was very comfortable for Feng Yu. He had asked Illya to think about what was lacking in Pupu City. The knife was sharpened very quickly. As for whether it would be needed or not, he would prepare it first. Sharpening the knife did not delay the chopping of wood.

The next time Feng Yu saw Cromwell, it was in a temporarily converted rehearsal room. Feng Yu was taking Nicole to watch the elf singer and band rehearse.

Feng Yu was lying on a wooden bench with his arms around Nicole's slender waist, holding a glass of iced snake fruit wine in his hand. Nicole stared at the stage and occasionally fed Feng Yu food, which was a plate of fruit pulp cooled by cold water. Feng Yu was already half full.

He had stolen a few minutes of leisure time. He had been busy with phone calls, telegrams and other things recently. He finally managed to catch up with the elf singers and the band to practice the songs he provided. Naturally, he wanted to bring his sweetheart Nicole to see them first.

When the song ended, Feng Yu put down his wine glass, patted the palm of his left hand a few times with the front half of his right hand, with a satisfied smile on his face, trying to be as pretentious as he could.

At this time, the door next to the stage was pushed open, and a parliamentary staff member walked in, stood at the door and made a gesture of invitation. Then, Cromwell walked in with his hands behind his back and hunched back.

Cromwell walked in with a smile on his face, and saw Feng Yu hugging his pretty elf girl and sitting on a bench, with a group of long-legged elf girls on the stage.

"Fuck, how did you find yourself here, old man?" Feng Yu said in surprise.

"You are having a great time, aren't you?!" Cromwell said in surprise.

"Old tree sprouting new buds?" Feng Yu muttered inwardly when he saw the human girl following Cromwell in.

"No wonder he has to stay in Cattail City. The elves are too nice to this kid, aren't they?" Cromwell also complained in his heart.

"Let me introduce you. This is my granddaughter, Vicky Cromwell." Cromwell smiled and pulled the girl behind him to introduce her to Feng Yu.

"Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend Nicole."

(I won’t tell you my full name, it’s so depressing, all readers are devils >_<|)

Feng Yu also replied, thinking that it was a good thing that he was slow to speak and did not congratulate the old man on his beautiful wife, otherwise the old man would have been very anxious.

"What are you doing today? Such a big scene?" Cromwell was not shy and pulled his granddaughter to sit down at the other end of the bench. He also took a wine glass from the tray and poured himself a glass of bright red snake fruit wine.

"Rehearsing. We are planning to put on a show to increase our popularity." Looking at Cromwell who drank half a glass of snake fruit wine in one gulp, Feng Yu asked in surprise, "Does the Mage also drink?"

"Why can't the French Saint drink?" Cromwell asked back.

"That's not the case. I thought people who only seek pleasure could never become Dharma Sages!"

"What a ridiculous idea! How can one realize the true meaning of magic without experiencing all kinds of things in the world?!"

"Oh, there is such a saying?" Then the Elf Mages should be elven magicians who are not very elf, right?
"Don't worry about the details." Cromwell smiled and waved his hand.

"I remember your last name isn't Cromwell, right?" Feng Yu glanced at the human girl on the bench.

This girl, like Cromwell, had platinum hair and was dressed in fine but not luxurious clothes. She did not look like the granddaughter of a French saint, but more like a child from a wealthy family.

You know, Cromwell himself was wearing a very gorgeous magic robe. The robe was solemn and elegant, with gold thread patterns and inlaid magic gems, making him look like a complete mage.

It's a pity that it doesn't look expensive at all when worn by Cromwell, because the old man looks very easy-going, the kind that you can't pick up from a crowd of people, and wearing this suit doesn't make him look very noble.

"This is considered as the person delaying the clothes." Feng Yu came to the conclusion in his mind.

Cromwell was an old and shrewd man, so he could see Feng Yu's thoughts: "This magic robe of mine was given to me by the Royal School of Magic, and paid for by the Moran royal family. I am a magic saint after all, and I can't embarrass Moran, right?!

As for Weizhi, ever since I became a mage, several distant relatives in my hometown have changed their family name to Cromwell, so Weizhi can only follow suit. "

Feng Yu gave a thumbs up and waved his hand to have a fruit plate served to the granddaughter of the Saint of Law.

"What are you doing here?"

"Rehearsal. It's a good thing that you're here. There are two more programs. Let's watch them together. They're things from my hometown." Feng Yu winked at Cromwell.

"Continue rehearsing, rehearse the remaining two programs, and wait until the equipment is debugged tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and then have a final rehearsal."

Looking at the half-ling dancers peeking out from behind the stage, Cromwell also gave Feng Yu a thumbs up, but the specific meaning was unclear.

Feng Yu and Nicole sat back down, waiting for the show to begin.

The next song shows Xu Song's stunning side. The song has scenery and emotions, the melody is elegant, the lyrics are lingering and grand, and very lively.

Feng Yu sang many classic songs of Great China for the orchestra and the elf singers to arrange according to the existing instruments, but he did not shamelessly say that they were his own works. Instead, he told the truth and said that they were the works of singers from his hometown.

The prelude of the elven xylophone, coupled with the duet performance of the two elves and the exotic melody, fascinated even the mage Cromwell. The girl next to him was even more exaggerated. She covered her chest with her hands and her whole body was trembling slightly.

I have to say here that before humans met the elves, they only had a very simple language heritage. As they learned archery, hunting, and later magic from the elves, the elves' language also began to become a target for humans to learn.

In the beginning, the ability to speak Elvish was a privilege of a few people. Later, in order to promote the skills of the elves among the entire population and to select magic apprentices, the Elvish language was also spread among humans.

After all, humans at that time did not have the ability to translate basic magic formulas into human language, but the formulas and techniques of basic meditation were the basic conditions for determining magical qualifications and practicing basic meditation.

The elves' advanced spellcasting units at that time had the means to accurately determine the qualifications for practicing magic, but the elves would not go through the trouble of screening the huge human population one by one.

(End of this chapter)