The Whispering Verses Chapter 2745: Ancient Elf Music Score
Chapter 2744 Ancient Elf Music Score
Because he was placed in the same position as the demigod witch, but the witch, who was so happy in her heart, had no expression on her face:
"Don't say such things to me. You also often say such sentences to Carina and Vanessa to make young girls happy, right? I'm not saying that I'm not young."
Xia De laughed, dug out a piece of [Eternal Youth Leaf] from his pocket and handed it to her:
"Resisting death depends not only on warmth, but also on the power of nature. Since you are proficient in natural transformation, I give this to you, it will be good for you."
"So, you are going to buy me with gifts?"
The gray-black haired witch then asked, but she actually regretted saying such words.
Xia De shook his head and looked at her:
"It's not a bribe, I just want to use this as tuition. Don't you want to teach me partial deformation?"
The witch was speechless for a moment, but now that she had an excuse, she took the leaf and put it into her skirt pocket:
"As promised beforehand, I am very strict as a teacher, and Charlotte knows this very well."
Then he added in a low voice:
"Just now I just wanted to know what you think of our relationship. I didn't want to make things difficult for you."
Shade then held her hand, and of course Flora would not break away. When she followed Shade and continued walking into the museum, she did not hide her smile.
There were no clues in the museum that Shade was expecting. After wandering around for a whole morning, they returned to the hotel for lunch. In order to facilitate movement in the afternoon, Miss Bell contacted the manager of the concert hall and claimed that Flora Winslet was considering whether to participate in the "Creekwood Harvest Concert" this Sunday, so she wanted to spend money to rent a small concert hall. practice in the hall.
The "Harvest Concert" is also a tradition that has been handed down since the days of Ximu Town. However, the townspeople back then only held the town's bonfire banquet. In short, the city now celebrates all traditional festivals in the form of concerts. There was no trouble renting the performance hall for practice. Flora's reputation was not just a boast, and the Golden Concert Hall itself had such a business.
So in the afternoon Flora brought Miss Bell, two followers, and Shade to the concert hall with musical instruments. It had been a long time since she had performed on stage. When the artist saw the piano on the stage, she couldn't move her eyes away.
"Would you like to wait for you to play a piece of music so that we can continue exploring this place together?"
So Shade asked, but the witch reservedly refused once, and only agreed when Shade said for the second time that he also wanted to listen to piano music.
The witch chose a serenade with a brisk rhythm. She smiled unconsciously when she sat in front of the piano. When she actually started playing, she showed great relaxation and even joy.
After the song ended, Shade, who was sitting in the audience, applauded with the girls, and the lady with gray-black hair stood up and bowed to them.
Then she arranged for her apprentices and followers to continue playing in the small hall to make some noise, while she prepared to go out with Shade.
"Wait a moment."
Standing in the auditorium aisle under the stage, watching Miss Bell and the others tuning their instruments, Shade grabbed Flora who had arranged things:
"In the morning, didn't I say that I learned some witch secrets from the past? One of them may work for you, and I want to try it to see the effect."
"You mean the echo of the Witch Emperor? Do you want it here?"
She showed full awe, but Shade immediately shook his head:
"It's not that, that movement is too big. I'm talking about the spell [Inner Fire] related to the fire-bearing nun."
As he spoke, he put his hand on his chest, and after a few seconds, he took out a ball of golden light:
"This is the temperature of the soul."
As she spoke, the ball of light pressed towards Flora. Seeing Shade's hand stop, the witch smiled and surrounded the ball of golden light with her hands:
"I'll do it myself."
The hot temperature even seemed to burn her hand. She carefully took Shade's hand, pressed the warm light into her chest, then closed her eyes and took a deep breath. :
"Oh, this is so"
The hole in her soul seemed to be completely filled at this moment, and the warmth that spread throughout her soul and body even made her feel like she was being held by Shade in a warm bath.
Ever since she came into contact with the power of death, she has never felt the warmth of her soul so vividly. This warmth was not just temperature. Even if she closed her eyes, she could feel that her soul was being touched by Shade. But after this short-lasting warmth disappeared, what it brought was a greater sense of emptiness in the soul.
Opening her eyes and looking at Shade in front of her, she even wanted to hug him right now. Of course Shade didn't know these thoughts of hers, but asked curiously:
"How does this feel? Is it more effective than the potion 'warmth'?"
"More effective, but only effective."
She bit her lip to keep calm, thought for a while and asked:
"I remember you said that you can also extract the temperature of other people's souls, let's try to see if my soul still has any remaining warmth."
As he spoke, he grabbed Shade's hand and put it on his chest. Shade immediately cast a spell and took his hand away.
Just like Ms. Bullock, Ms. McConaughey and Mr. Nelson, Flora's soul temperature is also light yellow. Shade's hands seemed to be holding up the air, but he could feel the warmth in the air:
"Although it is indeed slightly lower than the temperature of other souls, it is still warm."
He commented like this, and then pressed the ball of warmth into his chest. Flora seemed a little shy, but still asked:
"How does it feel?"
"Well it's hard to describe, but it's similar to the feeling when I hug you."
"Really, you said that again."
The girls on the stage looked at the two people off the stage "flirting" and didn't know whether they should remind them that their words were heard by the people on the stage.
Flora didn't care about those looks. At this moment, she followed her own wishes and opened her arms to hug Shade. She put her head on Shade's neck, feeling the warmth of the soul in her body. What she wanted was this kind of continuous temperature, not a short-lived passion:
"Actually, before that dream, I told you that I would never mention that dream again. You are right, there are many memories that can be created in reality."
She said softly, and then confirmed that Miss Bell and the others could not see anything with the current hugging action, so she gently lifted Shade's neck.
After Shade pushed her away with a "Oh!" sound, the witch's smile became even more moving.
After leaving the rented hall and seeing no one in the corridor, Miss Owl blinked her big eyes and asked Shade if he wanted to kiss and took action. The two continued their exploration of the golden music hall.
Because they have obtained the drawings of the temple ruins before the concert hall was renovated, they can conduct a targeted investigation of the structure on the drawings.
It seems that everyone in Vista City is very busy. During the investigation, they accidentally stumbled upon a secret meeting of the Drinol Zionists in the name of the "Trauma Mutual Aid Group". Prince William Anjou was having a private meeting with his lover, and agents from unknown parties were secretly monitoring William Anjou's private meeting with his lover. Finally, a team from the church disguised as police officers seemed to be looking for something in the concert hall.
The divination results given by Luvia are very accurate, and the key lies in the musical symbols.
There is a waterproof interlayer between the third floor of the concert hall and the roof, but that is actually the top of the original temple building. At four o'clock in the afternoon, Shade used the thaumaturgy of "fossils into mud" to dissolve part of the roof, and finally discovered some strange symbols on the ancient stone surface inside the mezzanine.
His "language proficiency" could not decipher these symbols, and after identifying them, Flora believed that they were not letters of ancient writing, but musical symbols used in ancient times:
“I have never seen this kind of ancient musical notation, but judging from the changing patterns and shapes of dots and lines, it does conform to the norms of ancient music.
Although there are differences between ancient musical notations and modern ones, the history of changes in musical notations is much simpler than the history of changes in words, and as long as the rules are found, it is easy to match ancient musical notations with modern musical notations. ”
She asked Shade to rub the symbols from the roof. After identifying the symbols, she made a new guess:
"This is too short, obviously not a complete song. This should be just a short melody, I hum it for you."
She tried to find the rhythm and really hummed the melody. Shade, who knew the ancient elf culture, felt that it was an elf-style sonata.
It’s just that although the melody was successfully hummed, there was no change in the surroundings:
"Do you mean you need to use a specific musical instrument?"
So Shade continued to dissolve the ceiling, and finally succeeded in finding a small piece of text written in ancient Elvish language. This is quite ancient elven writing, and probably not even Emilia can recognize it.
With Shade present, there was no need for translation. He easily understood the passage:
"Complete the melody into a complete piece and perform it publicly in the temple."
Then the witch smiled confidently:
"So you can't do this without me."
It just so happened that the excuse used when renting the concert hall this afternoon was that Flora was considering attending the Harvest Festival concert on Sunday. So before that evening, Miss Bell contacted the manager of the concert hall and the Vista City Hall where the concert was hosted, and then successfully got Flora the qualification to perform on Sunday night.
It seems that because the danger encountered on Tuesday was too great, the operations all day today went surprisingly smoothly. There are no strange ring warlocks, no relics that suddenly come out, and no out-of-control tree holes. You can achieve your goal by doing anything.
If the only "accident" that happened that day was probably what happened before leaving the concert hall in the evening.