Regressor Instruction Manual-Chapter 1123: A Comrade Whose Trustworthiness is Uncertain (8)

‘It’s embarrassing.’

I wasn't talented at singing or dancing. I never really enjoyed those activities. Of course, I learned more about them due to the performances I had seen so far, but watching and performing were two completely different things.

It would be great if I were singing a song praising Benigoa, but the fact that I was suddenly busking in the middle of so many people made my face turn red. I nodded cautiously and hummed to the music as if music was the only drug permitted on the continent.

Obviously, I had to ensure that I was doing this subconsciously. This was important.

The point of this was not to hum for other people. I had to hum for myself and not care about those around me. Normally, the noises would drown out my quiet voice, but my charming skill managed to imprint my humming on everyone within the camp located at the three-way intersection.

‘I was worried I would fail.’

The camp gradually became quiet.

The beggars singing a warrior song while drinking rum, and the vagrants singing songs from Earth while reminiscing about their days back then went silent.

They focused on the humming that was coming from somewhere.

“...”

‘I have to pretend like I’m not aware of what I'm doing.’

As I said, Flower Ki-Young had to be doing this subconsciously.

‘That’s the selling point.’

I'd look disgraceful if I were aware.

People started gathering around me; the other bards stopped performing and looked this way. I was sure my humming was akin to the singing of sirens. It wasn't as effective, but my voice sounded like it was enhanced by a strange spell or something.

The people around me were like sailors jumping into the sea.

“Huh?”

Flower Ki-Young looked around in confusion. It seemed that he had yet to discover this talent of his.

Just then, Flower Ki-Young's eyes glistened.

The sudden attention made me lower my head, but I lifted my head again and assessed the situation. A circle was created around No Dam-Hye’s stage and me.

And that was when I heard voices everywhere...

“What the heck! Keep going, man!”

“Ah… huh?”

“Sing more!”

“W-What?”

'Stop whining like that. You’re embarrassing me, damn it.'

“Sing a little more!”

“Ah! …I-I…” I stuttered.

“What are you doing? Keep singing!”

“I’m not a bard…” I mumbled.

I was just humming. Many people asked to shake my hand, and I felt a strange sense of madness from some of the female adventurers.

‘It’s not as effective as when I’m Charming Ki-Young, right?’

“...”

“...”

‘I’m doing okay controlling it, right?’

Obviously, No Dam-Hye was staring at me as well.

An opportunity to succeed had suddenly presented itself, and unlike her past performances where she had no audience at all, many people were watching her, so it was easy for me to deduce her feelings.

Regardless of her feelings, she was under the spell as well.

‘I’m sure she’s more resistant than these guys since she has talent in magic.’

In the end, she played her instrument again, and the performance began anew.

Regardless of whether I was still surprised or not, she played the song earlier. The crowd glared at me, telling me to continue.

'Yeah, these fools are actually glaring at me.'

‘Fine.’

It was embarrassing and awkward, but I decided to enjoy it a bit.

Flower Ki-Young's time was running out, so he probably wouldn't experience something like this again.

“...”

In the end, a clear and sweet voice reverberated, and someone pushed me from behind as if they were telling me to get closer to the stage.

I was unexpectedly pushed next to the piano. No Dam-Hye seemed to have realized my specialty, as she played a song that had a slow tempo and sounded like it would be played at a small church somewhere.

Up until now, I had been humming, but I finally added some lyrics to my song. All I needed to do was use the poems of the popular bards in the Democratic Country.

“A quiet light that softly illuminates the deepest darkness…”

“...”

“A light that illuminates the twilight darkness…”

“...”

“We’ll talk passionately about your kind heart...”

“...”

“The future gifted by the Son of Light is what lifts the fallen sunset. The fallen Son of Light gives the future to the radiant sunset.”

“...”

“He illuminates the places that the sun cannot reach.”

Obviously, I had no idea whether things were going well or not.

I wasn’t sure if my timing was right and if the lyrics were correct.

I was sure it sounded ridiculous to the point that it would make people laugh, but no one laughed. They savored the awkwardness. My charm skill was carrying me, but I was still creating a divine and warm atmosphere.

There were stars all over the sky, and the campfire illuminated the dark camp.

All I could hear was the crackling of the flames.

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Everyone was somewhat drunk, and the atmosphere was making me drunk as well. I applied holy power to my voice without realizing it, and I sang while sprinkling little bits of light. It was important to sing in a relaxed tone.

I smiled in parts I made mistakes on, and then I would fill the place with my divine voice again.

[The God of Sunset♥ misses you.]

[The God of Sunset♥ donated 10,000 coins.]

[The Gatekeeper of Heaven♥ mumbles that it's a great song. They say that it sounds sad for some reason, but they thank you for singing such a good song.]

[Lowest Abyss of the Abyss♥ is listening to your voice. They’re singing along with you.]

‘I’m getting donations as well.’

The broadcast itself was peak entertainment.

There wasn't any combat, but the core fans liked events like this.

Flower Ki-Young showed a little more courage. Although this situation was really embarrassing, awkward, and new, he was truly enjoying this event.

The melody gradually increased in tempo, and people started clapping to the beat.

Before the first song could finish, it naturally changed into an upbeat song, making it hard for me to keep up. Still, I clapped with them and sang awkwardly.

‘I want to hide somewhere.’

Even the attention-seeker inside me was embarrassed, but he was hoping that Flower Ki-Young wouldn’t end this fun time anytime soon.

“Whoo!”

Those focusing on us started cheering, and the other bards began playing their instruments.

‘I’d expect nothing less from artists.’

Someone played their violin, some their guitar, and I even saw one person blowing an instrument that resembled a horn. No one called for them, but they joined because they got excited, and it was burdensome because all this started with my simple humming.

‘Fine. Let’s go crazy with the music.’

It was the only drug allowed in Rohen.

Obviously, I kept adding lyrics to it.

Although it was hard to do that because of the upbeat tempo, I was doing well…

“The wings with the stars departed, and the morning has come.”

“...”

“Shaking off the swords of sin, the hero rises.”

“...”

It kind of matched the atmosphere. It was a folk song that was obviously from another world, and it was an epic hero tale that traditional bards and the fools here would go crazy over.

“Rise up, friends of the hero! Shine your light!”

If I were to use the same lines, these fools would surely love it.

“Rise up, friends of the hero! Shine your light!”

“Rise up, friends of the hero! Shine your light!”

It kind of felt like I was back in Sacred Democratic Country because I was singing the songs that the bards there always sang.

‘I don’t think I’ve been gone for that long.’

I couldn't help but remember the faces of the people I had been missing.

[The God of Sunset♥ is…]

Kim Hyun-Sung was definitely reminiscing about the past, and it was proven by how he was talking nonstop.

It was time to stop crying and dance; the vagrants were cheering the bards while dancing. I stepped forward and grabbed a swordswoman wearing a blindfold, and brought her up on the stage.

I was kind of embarrassed, but I saw her smiling at my embarrassed face.

When I jumped around while holding her hand, I started sweating, and the others spun around while placing their arms on each other’s shoulders.

I saw people grabbing a partner like I had done with the blind swordswoman.

“What’s your name, kid?” the blind swordswoman asked.

‘Ah, I wasn’t flirting.’

“Did you manage to get a tent?” she asked.

‘I wasn’t flirting.’

'Let’s just dance.'

I grabbed her hand and started spinning. If I were to show her an innocent smile, she’d realize that I wasn’t trying to flirt with her earlier, right?

However, her hand started moving down. She wasn’t going to work, so I let go of her hand and immediately grabbed someone else’s hand before spinning around once again.

Soon, I stopped singing. It wasn't like I was trying to debut as a bard. I was just trying to win No Dam-Hye over. Showing her that I was enjoying the music as her had to be enough, right?

While I was spacing out, someone came up and grabbed my hand.

‘Ah, stop grabbing my hand, damn it. Seriously.’

I still needed to play along, so I started spinning with them as well.

My body didn’t feel like my body, and I was gradually losing my mind because I was spinning nonstop.

‘Stop spinning.’

“Move it.”

“You move it!”

‘Stop fighting. We can dance together. Shedding blood at a festival is unnecessary.’

I grabbed the blind swordswoman’s hand again and started spinning with her.

The music was building up to a crescendo, and everyone was laughing amidst the revelry. I grabbed No Dam-Hye’s hand, who was still playing the piano, and started spinning with her. Many bards were playing their instruments anyway.

“I-I…” No Dam-Hye stuttered.

‘The music made us one, right?’

Just then, I felt someone pulling me away.

I continued spinning and dancing like I was having fun.

I was sure I’d meet No Dam-Hye again later.

‘But why is this person grabbing my hand so tightly?’

And that was when I saw the face of the one who grabbed me from behind…

“Uh…” I said.

“...”

“...”

Jung Ha-Yan was looking at me quietly while gnashing her teeth.

Hikari's Thoughts

Oof, someone is in trouble.