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I Will Never Submit to Miss Grim Reaper - Chapter 465

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Chapter 465: When the Morning Comes

 

“At this moment, as the officiant, I declare—”

 

“Groom Li Chen and bride Ouyang Xue, you are now married!”

 

“I am honored to witness this… In the days to come, may you both protect and cherish each other with a lifetime of love, and may your hearts always be in harmony on the long journey of life…”

 

“……”

 

“At the end of this wedding, I invite everyone to enjoy a special performance by the child Yin Nuo’er… cough cough, I mean, she’s not a child anymore, though she does look like an adorable little girl. But our Yin Nuo’er is actually an adult, just joking, please don’t take offense, Miss Yin Nuo’er.”

 

“Now, let’s welcome Miss Yin Nuo’er, who is also the current manager of the Shangjing Cat Maid Café, to perform a harp solo of *When the Morning Comes!*”

 

“Guests, feel free to enjoy Miss Yin Nuo’er’s elven melody while you dine!”

 

“……”

 

As the host finished speaking, I walked onto the stage with the harp I had just received from those Elves in the other world, amid applause from the guests and diners. I positioned the harp properly and sat down in a relatively elegant posture.

 

This was a piece I had just “crammed” to learn during a recent visit to Diwutith, where I sought out the Elves to study their music.

 

“Palateresia, may you find your true desire.”

 

After listening to the Elves’ performance, that tall Elf sister gifted me her harp.

 

This is a harp filled with the essence of nature and life. The Elves gave it a cute name, “Daisy.” The harp is entirely green, with many small flowers on the strings and lots of emerald green leaves on the body, making it look like a living plant up close. What I love most is that the strings of this harp glow.

 

Unlike the ordinary harps on Earth, this one doesn’t primarily rely on metal vibration to produce sound. It’s a kind of musical magic device. This gives the harp’s sound a gentle essence of life and nature, with an effect comparable to the “Fountain of Life” in the Elven Forest.

 

Xiao Mo said that my soul is very close to the “Fountain of Life.” Even the Elves were surprised that, despite being a “four-species hybrid,” my “nature” is no different from that of pure Elves, and the aura of the “Heart of Nature” within me is even stronger than theirs.

 

Of course, I couldn’t grasp the essence of this Elven song just by listening to it once, but it’s perfectly fine to use it for Ouyang Xue’s wedding. Just as I could naturally sing in the Elven language before, music is an inherent talent of the Elves.

 

With the added boost from this harp magic device, “Daisy,” I was able to grasp the basics of playing it after just a short time—thanks to Xiao Mo’s earlier guidance, I had already learned to play both the recorder and flute, so I had the basic skills.

 

“Nuo’er can play the harp?”

 

“How come I’ve never heard of such a performance?”

 

“Wow, Nuo’er really looks like a little Elf today.”

 

Because when I came back, I asked the Elves for a set of clothes that were also blessed by the Fountain of Life. I was wearing only a light green dress, similar to a little wedding dress. I also switched to Elf mode, with pointed ears and hair that changed to a gradient of green and white. From a distance, I really looked like an Elf who had descended to the mortal world.

 

I really like this state. In Elf mode, I feel a subtle sense of “emptiness,” as if everything in the world is compassionate and worthy of love.

 

“Shh… quiet, Nuo’er dressed up so beautifully just to congratulate Sister Ouyang. Let’s quietly record it.”

 

“Yes, yes, I’m all set to record. I’m so glad I brought my 8K camera today. The way they set up this venue is… just perfect.”

 

“Why does it seem like the harp in Nuo’er’s hand is a magical tool? Is it just my imagination?”

 

The guests and crowd, who were eating, gradually quieted down. Dingman came over with a few cats from the cat area, standing obediently under the stage. Two mischievous ragdoll cats seemed unsatisfied with watching from below and quietly jumped onto the stage, sitting down beside me.

 

“When the Morning Comes.”

 

This was actually a song title I came up with on the spot because I really didn’t know how to translate the Elven language. Just like when I said “Palateresia” to bid farewell to the Elves, this word has a similar meaning to “Teresia” but with a stronger tone. It’s kind of like saying, “You must be happy, and be happy every day,” but I couldn’t just translate “Palateresia” as “You should be happy every day.”

 

After all, this word can also be used in prayers—”Palateresia, I hope you can find your own wish.”

 

—When the Morning Comes— In Elvish, depending on the context, it can also be translated as “beautiful light” or “hope breaking through the darkness,” and it can even be understood as “dew.”

 

Morning signifies the arrival of the sun, the chance to see beautiful sunlight, the disappearance of darkness, the presence of hope, dew on the petals, and that dew being refreshing…

 

In short, the phrase “When the Morning Comes” gives you a mood, an image, that you can interpret in any way you like. The song is filled with warmth and hope.

 

“Ding…”

 

I waited until everything around me was completely quiet before bringing the microphone close to the harp and gently plucking the strings—

 

“Ding ding ding—”

 

It was as if a ray of morning sunlight filtered through the gaps in the forest, pouring onto the grass.

 

“Ding ding ding”

 

The temperature gradually warmed, and the drooping flowers slowly lifted their heads as clear dew trickled down the leaves.

 

Drip, drip.

 

The diners below were very considerate, not making a single sound, and they all raised their phones or cameras to record the moment.

 

“Ding ding ding, ding ding ding—”

 

The harp, imbued with the aura of the Spring of Life, continued to play the melody from my memory, sending the energy of life and nature to everyone present.

 

Ouyang Xue, wearing her wedding dress, and Li Chen, in his suit, stood hand in hand. Ouyang Xue was so moved that she covered her mouth with her other hand, her eyes filled with tears.

 

When the morning comes, I hope that all the sadness, all the darkness, and all the hatred in the world will dissipate with this music. I hope that everyone can always be happy and always remember their dreams and innocence.

 

?When the Morning Comes?

 

As an elf, the natural aura I exude and the natural elements of the magical harp I hold amplified each other, and the effect on ordinary people who had never experienced “magic” was very noticeable.

 

You could feel that everyone’s breathing seemed to calm down.

 

Perhaps… one day in the future, I’ll get married with someone special, just like Sister Ouyang and Li Chen did.

 

As I played the music on stage, I closed my eyes.

 

Yin Xiamo, Xiamo.

 

This summer is coming to an end…

 

“……”

 

……

 

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