Ark, they don't revolve around you

Zhuang Ning first tentatively chose the melodious music in his memory.

Four Seasons·Spring.

Zhuang Ning, who had no idea about music theory, gave this piece of music feedback to Arturo.

Arturo relied on his memory to grasp it in an instant, weaving it into a chapter and guiding it with his own musical voice!

Zhuang Ning took the opportunity to learn from others. Although he had a poor sense of music, he had a bright mind and could reproduce things like music with absolute rationality.

At this moment, the melody of the Four Seasons and Spring echoed in Volsini, and those who had just been distracted by the music suddenly felt the restlessness in their hearts gradually subside.

Even the guys who were planning to buy for free stopped their plan to break into the house and put down their weapons.

Their hearts were filled with excitement and they seemed to be full of hope for the future.

Arturo felt it more clearly and wanted to resist!

She is a fundamentalist anti-socialist who pursues the liberation of her nature.

This kind of method of using music to bring people a false sense of excitement was what she hated the most. It was a complete fake and a shackle that the rulers used to control the people!

But Arturo couldn't stop herself, and to her shame, she was even excited about it!

Zhuang Ning, who shared Arturo's thoughts, also felt the girl's anger and humiliation.

Zhuang Ning ignored it and just immersed himself in this novel experience.

People have a natural pleasure in acquiring knowledge, and they become more and more excited as they become stronger in a certain field.

This was Zhuang Ning's first time to come into contact with Originium techniques, and he felt that he was learning how to use the bow little by little.

Those skills that originally required a long time to hone were completely mastered in just a few minutes, and there were even more profound spell structures...

His cerebral cortex was very active, or in human terms, Zhuang Ning was very happy, unprecedentedly joyful. Why would he care about a girl's anger?

Four Seasons·Spring is not enough.

Think about whether you have ever heard better music before.

The music you heard before you crossed over.

Those vast sea of ​​music reflect the symphony of the composer’s mood!

Now, here, let’s play them one by one…!

Arturo's expression showed surprise and confusion, as well as a hint of anticipation that she despised.

For the tension of these pieces.

Zhuang Ning, a man who burned books and buried scholars alive, did not understand what melody meant to a musician, especially a magician whose goal was music.

Each of these classics can rival the melody of the Witch King, right? Yet they were casually brought out.

It seemed that in that person's eyes, this was not important at all, and it was something that he could take at will! !

After the excitement, a feeling of resentment arose.

Regarding the complaints against Zhuang Ning, this woman had been certain of one fact since a long time ago, or rather, since the first time she saw Zhuang Ning.

This is an enemy.

Unlike the Undertaker who doesn't quite understand emotions, the Doctor understands emotions too well.

But he will use it as a bondage.

This man always had something hidden in his heart, so in that church, Arturo picked up the violin.

This was her weapon and her embodiment, and Arturo Giallo put all his effort into making the loudest music he had ever made.

But he was faced with a sleepy person, who seemed to be deaf and was not affected at all.

Especially afterwards, what happened in Syracuse proved that Arturo's premonition was not wrong.

This doctor is exactly the tyrant that Arturo hates!

However, only at this moment.

It was hard to admit it, but Arturo was so immersed in the performance, in the music theory of the enemy he was destined to face!

The loud roars were like thunder and spring rain striking Arturo's heart!

Zhuang Ning didn't know how many tunes he had changed. He was not good at classical music and only knew a few fragments.

But those fragments were undoubtedly the essence. Zhuang Ning took them out casually and gave them to Arturo, allowing her to weave them into a complete piece of music.

As grand as "Destiny" and "Hero".

Crazy like "A Night on Bald Mountain" and "The Rite of Spring"

As sad as Swan Lake.

From day to night, and from night to day.

It took three full days before I finally mastered the use of these spells, and I felt refreshed and full of high spirits.

The feeling was so exhilarating, even the crushing of the evil spirit's fragments had never been as exciting as it was.

Zhuang Ning's breathing became heavy and sweat dropped.

He turned his head slightly and found that Volsini had become normal. In fact, when playing the third piece, Zhuang Ning interrupted Arturo's interference with the citizens.

Volsini is now Zhuang Ning's property and cannot be damaged easily.

It’s just practicing magic anyway, the skills come from the heart and the actual effect can be experienced later.

But Zhuang Ning's performance still attracted quite a few people. Zhuang Ning felt embarrassed to disturb them, so he smiled, saluted, and left in small steps.

This is the way of a knight-errant: when the task is completed he leaves, hiding his body and name.

Zhuang Ning didn't notice the strange looks from Lappland and the others.

What does it mean to suddenly turn a person who knows nothing about music into a master?

Zhuang Ning had no intention of explaining, so he turned his eyes and said, "I'm going to find someone, you guys go first."

There was a shy smile on his face, as if he was going to meet his lover.

But only those who are familiar with Zhuang Ning know that this guy's expression is a sign of excitement.

It was as if the door to a new world had been opened, and Zhuang Ning was extremely happy.

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park.

When I finally put down the bow, it was sunset.

For three whole days, Arturo did not stop casting spells.

Not to mention that playing the violin is a very physically demanding job, the mental drain on it is even more serious.

So when the piano stopped, the girl slumped down on the bench, her small chest heaving violently and gasps coming out of her mouth.

Even his face was flushed with exhaustion. He lowered his head in embarrassment, falling into immense shame.

She was manipulated for three full days.

If at the beginning, she still had the energy to have the respect that a musician should have for the melody that was violently input into her brain.

But when your physical strength is drained, all subsequent actions will be tantamount to torture.

What’s more terrifying is that those pieces of music are not nearly good. There are more of them that are crazy like raging waves, or sad and lonely like ice fields.

One moment there is joy, the next moment there is worry, the next moment there is anger, and then the anger turns into a struggle against fate.

Play repeatedly.

She was exhausted, but Arturo knew that she could not stay here.

Although I don't understand the doctor's methods, nor do I know what kind of strange magic it is, I will definitely catch him if I stay where I am.

But she really couldn't move, she was exhausted, and just wanted to lie down and have a good sleep.

At this time, the afterglow stretched out a shadow, covering Arturo.

The owner of the shadow walked lightly with a smile on his face. He seemed particularly sincere in the slightly cold air. He looked at the collapsed Arturo and spoke with a hint of sarcasm:

"Isn't this Arturo's sister? I haven't seen her for a few years. Is she still like this?"

"Heh." Arturo sneered, but considering her exhausted appearance, she really didn't seem threatening.

What puzzled her was that this person was playing along, so why didn’t he look tired at all?

Looking at his radiant appearance, it seemed that the performance was not a burden to Zhuang Ning at all, but rather a way for him to rest and recuperate.

"You're so cold. I thought we were on speaking terms." Zhuang Ning said innocently, "We've done the most intimate things, and yet you still don't recognize me?"

"The closest..." Arturo choked on the words.

Speaking of intimacy, their actions just now must have been intimate, with a high degree of synchronicity, and they could even feel each other's physical condition.

But that is exactly why people are angry and afraid. The reason for the anger is not difficult to explain. Anyone who is treated as a tool and works endlessly will accumulate resentment.

As for fear, that spell... Arturo still found it incredible.

No.

After all, when did he learn magic, and where did the knowledge in his mind come from? !

While Arturo was thinking, Zhuang Ning was also silent, his brain working rapidly.

If Arturo's magic was not in the form of bewitching music, he would not have been able to invade so easily.

After all, spells usually flash by in a flash, and only continuous output can be appreciated and deciphered instinctively.

But it seems difficult to achieve success overnight.

After all, magic spells need to be accumulated, and what you can learn in a few days is just the basics.

Zhuang Ning really likes Arturo's Originium technique, and Arturo himself...

Arturo saw Zhuang Ning reveal a sinister smile.

A chill ran down her spine. This woman who always liked to watch from the sidelines felt a chill running through her heart, and she shuddered subconsciously: "What are you going to do with me?"

"Yes, how should we deal with you? Although you haven't caused any damage yet, your weapon has been confiscated since you have this motive."