Mozart recalled the end of the men's meeting.

It was also after the girls' meeting.

By the time we left the water's edge and returned to the camp, it was time to eat, and Kiyohime, Joan of Arc, and Marda, who knew how to cook, had already prepared the meal.

Seeing the men's group returning, the women rushed up, first pushing Mozart to sit down next to Mary, and then going back and forth between the two with warm and ambiguous eyes.

Mozart was confused and uncomfortable.

"What's wrong, you guys."

Mary stuck out her tongue beside her: "I'm sorry for saying it." ”

"You...... Don't...... Tell me about Seemblin? ”

Mozart reacted quickly, causing a wave of boos, especially Elizabeth and Kiyohime, who were afraid that the world would not be chaotic. is worthy of first love, and the brain circuit is not an ordinary fit.

"See? Fujimaru, that is the posture of a man who is eaten by a woman. Roman complained.

"Ahaha......" Rika laughed dryly, he had always been sluggish in this regard, "What Sienbulin?" ”

"It seems to be ......" Perseus whispered as he searched for the knowledge bestowed by the Holy Grail.

"Don't make a fool of yourself, you dragon and snake combination!"

Black History...... Well, it's not really dark, it's just a little embarrassing history to be revealed, and even with Mozart's cheekiness, it's inevitably a little embarrassing.

"Why do you want to say it, it's obviously you who refuse."

"Because I'm so happy. I can't decide who I want to marry, but I'm really happy that it's the first time I've been so excited. ”

Mary replied with a smile, not caring at all about Mozart's ugly face.

"You also know what kind of life I've lived since then, and that's enough as a reason to refuse. You are loved by all as a gifted musician, and I have lost my life as a stupid princess. ”

Mozart sighed softly: "...... Is that really good? ”

"If I can't love the individual, I can only love the country, so I must love the country of France. I had always thought of myself as such, but in the end, I was killed by the people. ”

The atmosphere was a little heavy because of Mary's sentimentality, but Mozart laughed out loud inexplicably.

"What's that? You're a fool! ”

"Stupid? Me? ”

"Of course." Mozar nodded, "You've got one thing wrong, and it has nothing to do with what you love." I know that your wedding was blessed by the people, that your arrival made the court joyful, that your devotion was for the people, and that in the end your death was because of the hatred of the people—so it is not that you love this country, but that the country of France loves you. ”

"Thank you, Amadeus." Mary's expression improved a lot, "But the way you encourage people is still so difficult to understand, and besides, hatred is superfluous, right?" It's obviously talking about love. ”

"Isn't that also proof that you are loved? Love and hatred are just one on the outside, and it is precisely because of love that they will be hated, and this is the existence of human beings. ”

"By Love...... Evil ......," Matthew muttered to himself.

Fufu lay on her head, her eyes rolling.

Silk also poked her head out of Perseus's pocket, spitting out red snake letters.

Seeing that everyone was silent, Mozart snapped his fingers and summoned the Angel Band.

"That's the end of the difficult topic, let's eat. As an apology, I'll play music that is appropriate for the meal. ”

Men and women will come to rest at this moment, but Mozart's heart and feelings do not end.

He had always looked at Mary, on the woman he had once loved, on his first love.

He had so many things to say to her.

I want to tell her that I still love her, maybe not as passionate as when I was young, but I have become more introverted and deeper.

I want to tell her that the biggest regret of my life is actually that I died earlier than her, and I couldn't help her when she was facing the end of the road.

I want her to hear the piano he plays, not for the sake of performance as a child, but an expression of his own love, his own hate, and his true inner feelings.

I thought I would die early and never have a chance to achieve it, but I didn't expect to be summoned at the same special point.

When the first one met her and saw her again, he didn't know how happy he was.

I finally have a chance, I can make up for the regrets in my life, and I can express what I didn't have time to say and express.

Yet, now, she was determined to sacrifice, and he—

Is it the same as when I was alive, and I want to miss it again?

No, you can't!

How could such a thing be allowed to happen.

I'm the strongest musician, and I don't have to be a bad musician in the field of music.

Perseus's words woke him up and opened up his almost stagnant brain.

Yes, there's still a chance.

Now, maybe it's still too late.

The baton was thrown away, and a pure white piano appeared in the courtyard of the Crystal Palace.

The emaciated musician takes a seat in front of the piano, opens the lid, and gently beats his fingers.

In fact, he has always hidden a tune.

A piano piece that is unknown to the world and has never been heard by any listener.

A solo piece that will not be played by the Angel Band, but can only be played by him alone.

A piece of music that is not finished in the strict sense of the word, has been missing something, but has never been able to find the missing point. Now he knew what was missing.

He still remembers that after he finished playing in the Austrian royal family, her mother, the queen of Austria, asked him what reward he wanted.

He said he hoped to kiss the empress's youngest daughter at the wedding.

The queen only regarded it as a childlike and did not agree. But at that time, he still had the courage to speak out, why couldn't he say it anymore when he grew up?

It turned out that all I lacked was a little bit of courage, and I once had the courage that I lost later.

"Piano piece "To Mary", please enjoy!"

Not for humans, nor for gods or demons, but simply for her.

The fingers fell, knocking out a few simple single notes, like a child playing, completely without the level of the top musicians in human history.

But it was such a simple note that Mary, who was waiting for death with her eyes closed, opened her eyes and involuntarily hummed along.

It was her favorite childhood "Little Star" and the first time he played for her.

She was seven and he was six that day.

Then, the style and tune turned one by one, becoming more and more disciplined and weathery.

It seems to reflect the growth of the player, and it is also her growth.

The longer she grew, the more beautiful she became, and she became a famous beauty in Europe.

He got better and better, and became a musician who amazed the world.

But the more this is the case, the worse and farther the life trajectory of the two becomes.

It's like two intersecting straight lines, passing through the intersection point, and then there is no intersection.

PS: Well, this statement of Mary, tsk - Louis XVI, green Yi XVI.

PS2: Mozart: It's me first, obviously it's me first, whether it's an encounter or a proposal......

Louis XVI: Why are you so skilled?

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