A rare magical miracle in the world - Chapter 38
Chapter 38: Chapter 27: Fairy Tale Story (Please Recommend)
Translator: 549690339
“I’ve figured it out!”
“It must be this way, certainly this way!”
As evening approached another day, everyone stopped traveling and began preparing the night’s meal.
With some free time, Bailuo thought it over and realized that the riddle was actually quite simple.
First, find some lovely girls.
For Bailuo, this wasn’t difficult.
In Yatun Village, there were plenty of girls, wives, mature women, young women, little girls, and babies, everything one could think of.
As the leader, Bailuo merely needed to give an order for all girls to gather, and it was a matter of a single sentence.
Then, the second point, to tell a story about a fantastical girl.
‘The story of a fantastical girl.’
He thought of the phrase that first appeared when the miracle occurred.
“The pumpkin carriage doors slowly opened, and the princess had beautiful golden hair, listen, the godmother is calling your name—Come forth, queen of the frozen heart.”
“There needs to be a fairy tale about beautiful girls, the princess series!”
So, that problem was resolved.
Bailuo had plenty of content to draw from, and he was also good at speaking; telling fairy tales to some little girls wasn’t much of an issue.
Last, listening together, it will grant their wishes.
Clearly, this meant Bailuo was to bring the Phoenix Tail Butterfly along to listen to the story.
Thus, the three lines summarized by Bailuo were: Take the Phoenix Tail Butterfly and tell a group of girls, who had never seen much of the world, some fairy tales that they could yearn for.
“Sister, Alaya.”
Bailuo found the two women among his people who best fit the ‘mature woman’ criterion: “Tonight, I plan to tell stories for everyone, and I hope you can grace the occasion.”
Honestly, the request was quite abrupt and very puzzling.
But that’s how miraculous events are—totally puzzling!
The sister realized that Bailuo was attempting something, and even without knowing what it was, she would definitely agree to help Bailuo.
“Sure.”
Alaya would naturally not refuse, as she was blind but had excellent hearing:
” P11 bring Miya along too.”
“Mm.”
Bailuo continued inviting others: “Jiera, Inya……………….. ”
Jiera and Inya, both around fifteen or sixteen, just right to represent the young women.
Followed by thirteen-year-old Fiona, and twelve-year-old Sheila, as little girls, they fit the bill.
Miya was only ten, the criteria for a little child were met as well.
However, for safety’s sake, Bailuo also counted in the widows who had lost their husbands and the female infants still in swaddling clothes.
“Just to be safe, let’s also include the old ladies.”
Still, Bailuo planned to be cautious, so it couldn’t be helped.
The women in their fifties and sixties, ah.
I, Bailuo, will not despise you!!!
“What’s going on here?”
“Telling stories? Why start telling stories all of a sudden?”
“Yeah, it’s so sudden, what’s up with the boss?”
“But why only women, can’t we listen? I really want to hear the boss’s stories.”
Since he was young, Bailuo was sharp and full of countless inspirations and inventions, which made everyone in Yatun Village consider him a naturally born Prophet.
Especially those younger than Bailuo, who grew up under his enlightening education.
“Keep watch!”
John was dragged away by Nors, and for safety, even the old uncles joined the patrolling ranks.
Bailuo acted this way, of course, with corresponding measures.
He sent Sherri to sense the surroundings. If any beasts or humans approached, Sherri would immediately know and then notify Bailuo.
The weapons of the sister and others wouldn’t leave their sides, ready to act at any moment to protect everyone.
Of course, among the women and children, there were also many who were quite special.
Never underestimate the widows of Yatun.
In their youth, each one of them was a strong and skilled woman. The most formidable among them, if it really came down to a fight, would make Jiera and Inya look like little girls in front of them.
With these big sisters present, the place was actually safer.
“Ahem, everyone, good evening.”
By this time, dinner was over and the sky had darkened, but torches were lit, so it wasn’t particularly dark.
Bailuo sat on a horizontally placed log, and he put the Crystal Vial with the Phoenix Tail Butterfly at his side, then faced the crowd: “Today, I will tell you some stories about beautiful princesses, and I hope you will like them.” “What’s a princess?”
Before the story even started, cute little girl Helen sucked on her thumb and asked in a baby voice.
“Be quiet, don’t ask questions.”
Mother Diana gently tapped the head of five-year-old Helen and then smiled apologetically at Bailuo.
“It’s okay, it’s okay, I forgot you all might not have heard of princesses.”
“A princess, well, is the daughter of a king of a country.”
“Of course, the princess I’m talking about is more like an adjective,” Bailuo said: “It’s a girl who is as beautiful as a princess.”
So, what’s the point of telling this?
Dozens of women, from all age brackets, sat opposite Bailuo, their faces full of confusion.
Truth be told, Bailuo felt quite helpless.
But that’s how miracle tasks are, what could he do?
“Ahem.”
Bailuo feigned composure and continued speaking: “Now, I am going to start with the first story.”
“The name of this story is ‘Frozen’.”
Bailuo’s first chosen story was indeed a Disney animated film he had seen in his previous life, Frozen.
The Elsa in the story was absolutely his favorite Disney princess, so Bailuo planned to use her as his starting point.
“Sis, your name is similar to the princess’s.”
“Silly, my name is Elsa, it’s not the same.”
Elsa was Helen’s older sister, and though only 11 years old, she was quite mature for her age, like a little adult.
When the old uncle spoke of her, he used the phrase “a woman is no man’s inferior”—a term created by Bailuo.
“Listen to the story carefully.”
Elsa had originally just followed orders to come to the gathering.
When she first heard that Bailuo was going to tell a story, Elsa was also quite surprised. Why the need to tell a story out of the blue?
Strange.
But as one of the People of Yatun, Elsa held Bailuo in high regard, just like everyone else.
Since it was Bailuo’s decision, all they had to do was obey, no need to overthink it.
However, as Bailuo unfolded the story of Frozen, Elsa was immediately captivated by the Snow Queen in the story.
Miraculous trolls, the power known as magic that could control ice and snow.
The naive and romantic Princess Anna, the fearful Queen Elsa with her uncontrollable powers, the dancing flames, the wind spirits like leaves, and the majestic horse in the sea.
All of this seemed to open up a whole new world for everyone, captivating listeners of all ages and genders.
Bailuo combined Frozen 1 and 2, making the entire narrative more cohesive and exciting.
“In the end, Elsa became the Magic Queen of the North, and her sister Anna became the new ruler of Arendelle,” said Bailuo. “The two places, magic and human alike, lived together happily ever after.”
With the story concluded, Bailuo took a deep breath.
Looking forward, there was an eerie silence that made Bailuo feel a bit awkward.
“Clap clap clap…”
Fortunately, Alaya led the applause, and everyone immediately knew what to do.
“That story was so interesting!”
“Magic, such a miraculous power.”
“Is magic real, Brother Bailuo?”
“Queen Elsa is so cool, so awesome.”
“It’s just that it’s too similar to Sis’s name; I can’t relate.”
“I’ve told you, my name is Elsa, E-l-s-a!”
Elsa vigorously rubbed her little sister Helen’s cheek, and only she could disrupt Elsa’s mood.
“They do sound quite similar.”
Looking at Elsa, Bailuo smiled and said, “Besides, our Elsa is very impressive too. I think she’s just as good as Elsa.”
“Where, where… I’m not that great…”
Perhaps because their names were so similar, Elsa felt a bit shy. She was just an ordinary wild girl from Yatun, not at all like the Snow Queen.
But the Elsa in the story was truly awesome.
Elsa knew she would never possess the power of magic, but she vowed to protect her friends and family just like Elsa did.
‘ Is Brother Bailuo telling this story to inspire everyone to protect Yatun?’
Touching the newly forged thin sword on her waist, Elsa silently pondered Bailuo’s intentions, and she wasn’t the only girl doing so.
Elsa was so brave; they could be too!
If Bailuo knew that his story had sparked the idea among the village girls to become Female Martial Gods, he would probably exclaim in defense, ‘Gentleness, one of the three essential elements of a princess, is gentleness.’ [???]
Contract: Bailuo Yatun
Level: Middle Tier
Type: Miracle Creature
Faction: Ideal Coast
Ability: Unawakened
Bailuo glanced at the information of the Black Phoenix Butterfly; the introduction in the Black Leather Book hadn’t changed, indicating the power of the Black Phoenix Butterfly had not yet been activated.
“One story isn’t enough?”
Bailuo figured the issue might be the insufficient number of stories: ‘If one isn’t enough, then two, damn it, I’ll go all in!’
And so, Bailuo told one story after another.
Rapunzel, The Little Mermaid, The Princess and the Pea, Thumbelina, Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Beauty and the Beast, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland.
Including the original Frozen, there were a total of ten fairy tales related to beautiful princesses.
Bailuo was parched, despite being quite eloquent and animated in his storytelling.
But the information on the Black Phoenix Butterfly remained unchanged.
Bailuo wondered if he might have used the wrong method or maybe the riddle wasn’t meant to be solved this way?
Or perhaps the stories still weren’t enough?
But he couldn’t do anything about that now!
He had shared all the stories he knew, should he now also recount the tale of the little girl selling nuclear bombs?
However, the night had grown deep, and it was time for everyone to rest.
If Bailuo’s stories hadn’t been so fascinating, some of the younger girls might have already fallen asleep.
That wouldn’t be a dream, but utter despair!
“All right, that’s it for today’s stories.”
For the first time, Bailuo faced failure, but he could accept that. There were many days ahead to ponder and devise new strategies.
If nothing worked, Bailuo would consult his uncle and senior sister.
After all, asking them to help solve the riddle wasn’t a big deal.
