The hero I support will definitely defeat the devil

She looked at Lisha with eyes full of sincerity.

"Lisha, I have always had a dream, which is to write an epic adventure book that can be passed down for thousands of years without being lost. But I also know that such a legendary story is not something I can write just because I want to, because if it is just a made-up story, people will quickly lose interest and the story will be lost. It must be a story processed from real experiences, only such a story can last for a long time and be widely circulated."

"The unknown poet who wrote the epic of the first generation of heroes, the bard who sang the first god, and the historian who recorded the rise of the Patera Empire, they were lucky enough to encounter that era. It was the best era for bards, because in that era, countless wonderful stories happened every day."

"I was not born in that era, but this is also my luck, otherwise as an orphan, I would never have grown up safely. But as a bard, I am eager to record and write such stories."

“And you let me see the story I want to write.”

When Xilu said this, her eyes were shining, that was the light of dreams.

"Um... did you know that the Demon King might wake up in ten or twenty years?"

Lisha blinked.

She was a little unsure whether Xilu knew something.

"I knew."

Xilu said she knew.

"I think you can interview the hero after he defeats the Demon King, and then write about his story."

Lisha made such an excuse subconsciously, and then she reacted immediately.

No! Doesn’t that mean I still have to write my story?!

"No, I'm not interested in stories about heroes and demon kings. There are too many stories about heroes and demon kings written by predecessors, and people don't like them anymore after reading them so much. I want to write a completely new and different story."

Xilu shook her head.

Although she did think about writing the story of the hero and the demon king at the beginning.

But later she found that she was no match for those experienced seniors.

Although there are not many people who are bards, there are still some, at least more than those with super rare professions.

There is even a Bards Guild in the imperial capital of the Patra Empire, but there are less than three hundred registered professional bards.

"really?"

Lisha tilted her head and looked at Xilu.

"...Well, actually, I don't think I can write a better story than my predecessors, so I plan to find a new way. But I want to make it clear that I do intend to write a story that will be passed down for thousands of years~"

Xilu explained seriously that she didn't want Lisha to misunderstand her.

Chapter 352 Please Let Me Stay

"I don't doubt your determination. I just think you can try to find some special or unique adventurers and write their stories."

Lisha tried to persuade Xilu.

“Isn’t Lisha special enough? A sixteen-year-old gold-rank professional is not an ordinary adventurer, right?”

Xilu looked at Lisha in surprise.

Could it be that the other party has no awareness of this at all?

"Forehead...."

Lisha wanted to explain something, but she had nothing to explain.

What Xilu said was true. As she was promoted to the gold rank, her fame grew and she became a very special kind of adventurer, a truly talented adventurer.

“Well, I won’t disturb Lisha’s life. I just plan to record your story. Besides, writing a story is not something that can be done in a short time. It may take several years or even more than ten years.”

Xilu doesn't look much older than Lisha, and it always sounds weird when she says this time difference.

"Will it take that long?"

Lisha asked in surprise.

She thought it would take only a few months to complete.

"After all, it's a work that requires the most effort, so it must be written carefully and slowly. A senior I know spent 30 years just to write a story."

Xilu explained it to an outsider like Lisha.

As a professional bard, what she and her predecessors pursued was not to leave a name in history or simply write a good story, but something deeper.

"So writing a story is such a time-consuming task? I thought it was an easy task for a bard."

Lisha was stunned.

She thought writing stories was an easy thing.

“Haha, there are indeed many people who have the same idea as you, Lisha. But writing a story is not that easy.”

Xilu plucked the strings gently.

"Let's not talk about the bard's pursuit of perfection in the story. In addition to the story itself, the bard also needs to compose music for the story, write lyrics suitable for singing, and paint for the story. And if you want the story to become widely known, the bard needs to sing in taverns and inns, or cooperate with the opera house to put the story on stage as an opera. This requires a lot of money, energy and time."

“Of course, there are bards like the one you mentioned, Lisha, but most of them are scammers. They basically rely on finding fragments of ancient books from who knows where, combining them with other people’s stories, and then publishing them as their own stories. And because most of them are active in remote rural towns, it is not difficult for the Bards Guild to find them. Most of the bad reputation of bards is basically spread by them.”

"So orthodox bards often recite ancient poems, because they may only be able to create a few or a dozen stories in their entire lives. Without reciting ancient epics, bards would not have much to say."

After listening to Xilu's words, Lisha felt that she had a new understanding of the profession of bard.

This was completely different from what she had seen in books before.

"Why me?"

Lisha wanted to know the real reason why Xilu came here.

"My intuition, or rather the wind, led me here."

Xilu still insists on this statement.

But guided by the wind...

"Is Xilu a believer of the God of Wind?"

Lisha couldn’t see it at all.

"No, I don't believe in the God of Wind."

Xilu shook her head.

Although she grew up in an orphanage sponsored by the Wind God Church.

But the strange thing is that she has no faith in the God of Wind.

This even troubled the nun who raised her. After changing her job to become a bard, Xilu quietly left the orphanage late at night in order not to cause trouble.

After all, the orphanage is funded by the Wind God Church. In fact, the orphanage itself is also a subsidiary of the Wind God Church. Many orphans in it will become members of the church when they grow up. Even if they are not priests or nuns, the church cannot only have priests and nuns. There will always be some things that ordinary people need to do, such as cooking and cleaning. Some will stay in the orphanage and become employees of the orphanage.

Only very few orphans will leave completely after growing up. After all, staying in an orphanage or becoming a member of the Wind God Church is actually a good choice for an orphan. They can have enough food to eat and get a salary. If their faith is devout enough, they may even be able to transfer to become a priest or a nun. For these helpless orphans, this can be said to be a great thing.

Xilu is the exception among exceptions.

The orphanage houses all young children. They are rescued by priests of the Wind God Church and pray with the nuns every day. Under the influence of these nuns, they will easily develop a good impression of the Wind God Church and a superficial faith in the God of Wind.

And in such an environment, Xilu, who was also a young child, did not have even the slightest faith in the God of Wind.

It’s not that she was ungrateful to everyone in the Wind God Church and the God of Wind, she just couldn’t regard the God of Wind as an object of faith.

"Oh, so you are not a believer of the God of Wind."

Lisha didn't think too much about it. Although the eight major churches accounted for 90% of the faith of Endrol's intelligent races, there were always some people who did not believe in gods, and some people believed in some strange things.

"So can you let me stay?"

Xilu looked at Lisha hopefully.

"I want to know more about Lisha."

"You should ask Sister Olivia about this."

Lisha felt uncomfortable when Xilu stared at her.

For some reason, Lisha always felt that Xilu's appearance would break something.

"Are you talking about Lady Olivia, the owner of Dragon's Breath?"

Xilu turned her head and looked at the counter, where Olivia was looking at them with a smile.

Xilu stood up and walked in front of Olivia.

"Ms. Olivia, can you allow me to stay in Dragon's Breath temporarily? I can pay enough."

"How long does temporary stay mean?"

Olivia looked down at Xilu and smiled.

"And do you think you can really afford this reward?"

"Until I finish Lisha's story, as for the reward, you can name a number."

Xilu pursed her lips and looked up at Olivia nervously.

"interesting."

Olivia raised an eyebrow.

"Interesting little girl, you want to write a story about little ones, do you think you are qualified?"

"Although I can't be called an excellent bard, I am still qualified."

Xilu looked straight into Olivia's eyes without dodging.

Chapter 353 The answer is

"Qualified? You are so arrogant."

Although Xilu's words were very humble, Olivia looked at Xilu in surprise, as if she had heard something extraordinary.

“Do you have any poems of your own?”

"Have."

When Xilu heard Olivia ask this question, she was stunned for a moment, but she still answered truthfully.

"really have?"

Olivia raised an eyebrow.

"Ms. Olivia, I'm not going to lie about this."

Xilu looked a little angry.

"Well, it seems that I underestimated you. I apologize."

Olivia raised her glass to Xilu and drank it all in one gulp.

"Ms. Olivia, there is no need to apologize. Even the seniors in the guild are shocked by this. I am actually a little confused myself."

Xilu smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

When she first told the president about this, he always thought she was lying to him. Later, when she proved the truth, the president was so shocked that he pulled out all the beard on his chin. He felt sorry for several days. After all, he had grown this beard for more than ten years.

"I won't ask who your poem is about, but I agree that you can stay. As for the reward..."

Olivia said a number and then a condition.

“You have to play in my store for two hours when I open it.”

"I promise!"

Xilu agreed readily.

The accommodation fee Olivia mentioned was not too much, and the condition of playing for two hours was also very generous.

Many bards who have no money to stay in taverns or inns will play for guests in taverns and inns. This way they can make money and avoid accommodation fees. However, most of the time, bards will also share part of the tips given by guests with the owners of taverns and inns. After all, without the accommodation provided by the owners of taverns and inns, they cannot attract so many listeners.

"Listen up! This kid will be playing here next time I open my shop!!"

"Really?!"

"Very good!!"

"It seems like there will be more of them these days~"

"I knew the boss lady wouldn't let go of such a good bard!~~"