Chapter 693 Troubadour

It was also the same scream of terror in the middle of the night. Barbara and Cagalli's reactions were somewhat similar, but not the same.

To put it simply, Catwoman's hair exploded.

This is the same as when cats on earth are frightened, their hair explodes.

Barbara's hair was not long, reaching past her ears and not reaching her shoulders.

The sudden explosion of hair turned her delicate little head into a ball of fur.

Her eyes can fluoresce faintly in the dark night, which is the night vision talent of the cat people.

While I was comforting Princess Analita's frightened heart, Barbara was lying on my back, her cat eyes wide open, looking around: "What's the matter? What was the sound just now? It's so scary!"

I turned my head and said, "It's okay, nothing happened. Don't move."

She said "Oh" and lay softly on my back. After a few seconds, she started snoring again.

Princess Analita's panic was finally calmed down. She lay on the bed and looked at Barbara, who was soft in my arms, with envy in her eyes.

"Don't worry, princess, it won't be long before you can sleep as peacefully as she does."

Princess Analita nodded and soon fell asleep.

Leaning against the wall, my mind was racing.

After two consecutive days of vigil, I seem to have found some patterns. Princess Analita will wake up once every day when she sleeps, and when she falls asleep again, she will sleep smoothly until dawn.

In other words, there is a possibility that the princess's first sleep every day will plunge her into nightmares and fear, and her subsequent sleep will be like everyone else, dreamless until dawn.

If that's the case, should I try letting Princess Analita take a nap?

After all, from what I heard from Taylor, she never took naps.

Before going out, I finished negotiating with Tyler, and he assured me that he would definitely let Princess Analita try to take a nap.

When I got home in the evening, Taylor told me that Princess Analita had taken a nap, but there was no such thing as waking up from a nightmare.

In other words, my guess is wrong?

This night, Phoenix and I kept vigil together.

In Airy City, I slept with Phoenix for a while. Although nothing happened, she was used to sleeping with me.

Phoenix also fell asleep in my arms, but compared to Cagalli and Barbara, her posture was more intimate and her movements more provocative.

But I'm sure she doesn't know any of this.

Sometimes I can't figure out the little girl's thoughts and personality. Sometimes she is naturally stupid, sometimes she is soft, and sometimes she is sinister, which catches people off guard.

It was also the same scream of terror in the middle of the night. Cagalli clenched her fists and looked around, ready to fight at any time; Barbara stood up alert, lying on my back and looked around; Phoenix. She was still sleeping soundly.

While trying not to let the phoenix slip from my arms, I also had to hold Princess Analita’s delicate hand to calm her frightened heart and give her the courage to face her fear. This was really a big project.

Anyway, I feel it’s not easy.

Princess Analita's eyes were filled with envy. She looked at Phoenix as if she were an orphan looking at the daughter who has the love of her parents.

That look is heartbreaking.

Holding her hand, I said softly: "Princess, you will be fine, believe me."

Princess Analita tilted her head slightly, her eyes shining with trust.

But, is this really going to be good?

Maybe I shouldn't let nature take its course like this anymore.

When it’s time to act, you must act, and you must act quickly and accurately!

Today, instead of going to kill monsters, I took leave and went to the Elf Palace.

The Queen's study is very large and has a large collection of books of all types.

I asked the queen to help me find all the books on the history, legends, and biographies of the elves.

I only have one thought: Since there won't be any problems with taking a nap, could her nightmare be related to the night?

Obviously, I was a little naive.

In the elven history book collection alone, we have found thousands of books, and this is not all.

I terminated the help of the Elf Queen and expressed my sincere gratitude to her - by the time I finished reading thousands of books, Princess Analita would have probably been frightened to death by nightmares.

I was confused again and couldn't figure out what to do next.

Who can study the legends and history of the elves?

I frowned and thought hard.

After sifting through the people I knew in my mind over and over again, I finally found a glimmer of hope.

Yes, it's him!

Calling crystals are really a good thing, especially when contacting friends in long-distance places.

I connected to Dashai City's call crystal and contacted Cecil, who was still running his business in Dashay City.

"How is the tea house business?"

Cecil sighed: "Now teahouses can be called restaurants. There are several times more people drinking wine than drinking tea."

"It seems business is good."

"You contacted me specifically because you have something to do with me?" Cecil asked.

"How do you know I'm specifically looking for you?" I asked him: "Can't I contact Rodney through you?"

"Yes, I can, but you don't seem to be such a free person." Cecil said, "Tell me, if you need my help, I will do my best to help my benefactor."

"Stop talking about these fake slogans, let me ask you, do you know any legends related to the night among the elves?"

"And the night, yes!" Cecil said: "When I traveled to the Moonlight City Frontier, I heard a lot of legends about elves and the night."

"Can you tell me a few?"

"Ready to serve."

After that, there was no sound.

"Hello, Cecil, Cecil?"

Soon, a sweet female voice sounded: "Hello, sir, the gentleman just asked you to wait. He seems to have gone back to get something."

"Oh, okay, I'll wait a moment."

Sitting on the chair, leaning on my chin, I waited and waited, and the time passed by.

five minutes later

"Ah, Mr. An Xiaoyi, I'm back!"

Then, a melodious music sounded.

"What did you take?" I asked, "Also, what was that sound just now?"

"It's the harp, Mr. An Xiaoyi. It was an essential piece of equipment when I was a troubadour," Cecil said. "Without it, I wouldn't be able to sing good travel poems."

"All right."

After a long piano sound, Cecil began to sing solo:

According to legend, tens of millions of years ago, elves were the oldest race on this continent.

They are born at night, they are the children of the moon, they are good at dancing and singing.

Their skin is as bright as the moonlight, and their figures are as moving as the moon's shadow.

They make friends with plants, they play with animals.

They are the masters and friends of this continent.