"Miss Hevnia, do you know about the free poets?"
Hevnia turned to look at Daniel, "What?"
"Free poets." Daniel said with a smile, "It seems you haven't heard about them, well, that's because it's been a long time since there has been a successful free poet."
"I indeed haven't heard about them." Hevnia asked, "Is it a special profession?"
"No, not a profession, just a term used to describe a group of peculiar people." Daniel said, "Miss Hevnia, you should know that those who participate in the festival are all orchestras, right?"
Hevnia nodded.
"Almost all orchestras come from nobility. They use the musical pieces passed down from their families, recruit idle notes to form orchestras, and then participate in the festival under the name of their families," Daniel said slowly, "In the end, they are ranked based on the quality of the notes, the tone, and the completion of the piece. That's usually how it goes."
"Are there other cases?"
