Today, piano music and maiden singing are also played in the City of the Dead. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The beautiful music that no one listened to, kept reverberating and never stopped.

Heras carried the plate and walked into Narretia's room.

"Narretia, it's time to eat, you've been singing all day. ”

Placing a plate full of hot food on the table, Heras walked around Narretia, who was playing the piano.

Naraedia's golden eyes, without pupils, looked back at Heras with a bit of joy.

“...... Ah, is it so late? Heras, what a trouble for you. ”

Narettia, who had been sitting in front of the piano all day, was a little stiff, and slowly stood up.

She had a happy smile on her face, and the special pleasure of playing music and singing loudly, and after a whole week, she hadn't fully adapted to it.

As she walked to the table, the feeling of happiness in Narretia's body gradually drained and was replaced by a full of sadness and uncontrollable pain.

She rested her hands on the table, panting for breath.

"Don't push yourself, it's better to cry. ”

Heras caressed Narretia's back, comforting the girl as she gritted her teeth.

"If only crying could solve everything......"

Naretia looked miserable, and tried her best to hide the tears in her eyes.

She is not qualified to cry, she cannot feel sorry for herself.

Everything was done by her own hands.

"I am the murderer of more than 100,000 people...... I deserve this pain......"

The body that has been transformed by the transformation of the family members brings unimaginable joy and excitement when singing, so when she sings loudly for the first time, Naretia obeys this feeling, singing the song of despair with all her might, enjoying the feeling of the body.

Even if the living hell in front of her eyes was brought about by her singing, she did not stop, until the sun rose, and continued until no one stood up again.

And after she stopped singing and woke up with happiness gone, the normal feeling returned to Narretia's body.

It was at that time that she realized what she had done.

She used her songs, with the songs her sister taught her, and killed 120,000 people.

The terrifying potency of the Chant of Despair, the power of her own voice, was far beyond her comprehension.

The sadness of guilt and the pain of self-blame have been with her since that day.

These days, Narettia has used the joyful feeling of singing to cover the endless pain, otherwise she would have broken down and committed suicide to death.

However, she could not die, even if her hands were stained with the blood of innocents, she had to cross this obstacle.

She also has to take revenge on the enemies who destroyed her homeland, and she can't die until then.

Now she has a powerful power, a power strong enough to destroy the city, and she can do things that she couldn't do before.

Everything has to wait until all the grievances are over before we can make due apologies to those people.

As if reading Narretia's thoughts, Heras slapped her shoulder hard.

"Don't think too much, it's not your fault, don't forget who is the person who instigated you behind your back, if you really have to count it, that guy is the one who kills the most." ”

Heras pressed Narretia to her chair and ordered her to eat with her eyes.

Narettia smiled wryly and picked up the utensils and began to eat today's dinner, which was also the first meal.

"The power of the powerful is not unlimited, and there is no limit to the concept of power itself, but the user still needs to exert physical strength and magic to be able to use it. ”

Although Heras did not need to eat, she accompanied Narretia to the meal, and she had several small cakes and desserts on her plate, which she cut off with a knife and fork and put in small mouths.

"Your voice is very unique, you have a special power, but without Lin Yuan's magic to fuel the fire, the song will not spread throughout the city, and you are still using power for the first time, there are many unfamiliar places in the use of power, and it is very strong to be able to influence tens of thousands of people. ”

Heras quickly finished her dinner, and she put down her utensils and looked into Narea's golden eyes.

"Let me be blunt, your chant of despair has indeed driven some people into a state of madness, but it is definitely not as many as 120,000, and many of them quickly come to their senses of despair and flee the city, just like the 80,000 who survived. ”

Naretia understood what the other was trying to say.

"Heras, what do you mean ......"

"That guy Lin Yuan, at the very beginning of the chaos, launched the so-called sacrificial circle against half of the city, those who fell into despair, even if they felt the pain on their bodies, they would not escape normally, that is to say, so many people would die, all because that guy was sacrificing without fear, so there is no need for you to blame yourself so much. ”

In the past few days, Narretia has learned a lot about Lin Yuan from Heras's mouth, and she understood the meaning of sacrifice before.

Still, Narretia shook her head resolutely.

"Even so, it all started with me, and I have a lot of responsibility. ”

“...... You're so stubborn," Heras sighed, "Blaming someone else is the best way to deal with it, and it's really not your fault, why can't you figure it out." ”

"To kill someone is to kill someone, whether directly or indirectly, the fault lies with me. ”

Narettia put her hands on her chest, feeling the emptiness in her heart.

The beating place of the heart, as if a piece of the puzzle was missing, became empty.

"When I was on Earth, too, I unleashed the monster and killed the students of the same school, but I had to endure it, for the sake of our ideals, but no matter how high-sounding it sounds, the wrong things are still wrong, and I know quite well that I have to carry all this until everything is over......"

"Naretia, you're ......"

"Don't think about the nasty things, Heras, your cooking skills are really improving very quickly. Naretia forced a smile and changed the subject stiffly.

“...... There is no way to do this, in this place full of undead spirits, no one has the courage to come in. ”

Heras cooperated with the other party and talked about some light things.

In these days, the food that Narretia eats is cooked by Heras's own hands, and no one dares to come here to do the work of servants, no matter how much salary is offered in this city full of walking corpses.

Fortunately, Heras's learning ability is very high, otherwise she might not be able to eat hot food.

Now in this city, the only living people living in it are Heras and Narretia.

Heras's only remaining Wyvern dependent, she didn't dare to raise it here, the poisonous miasma in the sky would affect the health of the creatures, so she was temporarily placed in the nearby wild.

Heras and Narretia, whose bodies have been transformed, will not be corrupted by the miasma produced by the undead, and there is no talisman that can purify the air, and ordinary people will suffer from diseases here sooner or later.

There are still more than a dozen undead who are maintaining the city's magical barrier, but those who are alive are not alive at all, and it is natural that they will not be afraid of the undead if they have lost their humanity and have no feelings.

"Let me cook tomorrow, my cooking skills are pretty good. ”

Narettia tried to make herself laugh as much as she could, but without singing, the expression she was able to make was more like a wrinkled facial feature.

"No need, you better have a good rest, aren't you not used to your body after the magic ritual?"

Heras knew that Narretia was in her current state of mind, and that she had to continue singing to bring happiness to her limits.

It's a hundred times worse than the state of discovering betrayal by someone you trust before.

"Haha, when I looked in the mirror, I was really shocked, I was so beautiful and my skin was as smooth as milk, I couldn't believe it, probably...... No one can recognize me anymore......"

With a crying expression, Naretta swallowed the food she needed to sustain herself.

You can't spit it out, you have to eat it and digest it.

She crushed the food, swallowed along with the bitter sensation in her mouth.

"Be careful, your hair gets on the food. ”

Hera Tina Redia wiped the stains from her hair.

When Herass touched the other party's blonde hair, she felt a strange touch.

That's not how hair should feel, Narretia's long blonde hair, like Heras's floor-length black hair, is not just hair.

Heras's black hair is a limb that flows with blood, and Naraedia's blonde hair is a sound resonator with tiny holes.

According to Lin Yuan, Narretia's voice can be so loud and beautiful, and her hair is an important organ.

What kind of creatures are we now? Heras had thought about the question more than once, but she could never find an answer.

"Narretia, this is for you. ”

Seeing that Naretia was about to finish eating, Heras took out a small bottle.

"You've been having nightmares lately, and you're not sleeping well, so I asked Lin Yuan to find a way, and he gave me this thing to help you fall asleep without nightmares. ”

Naretia took the glass bottle, which contained a small half bottle of hazel liquid.

"It's called a dream potion, and it allows the person who takes it to enter a stable dream state...... That's what Lin Yuan said. ”

Although she disagreed with Lin Yuan's approach, Hera had a certain confidence in his magic.

Even such a thing as changing the form of a living being, he was able to do it lightly, and it was not a difficult thing for him to create a sleeping pill.

"Narretia, if you really can't stand it, you can continue to sing, to be honest, I like your singing very much. ”

Hearing that Heras's words were not half-false, Narettia smiled naturally for the first time.

"Well, I'll sing. ”

And so, the beautiful song sounded again in the city of the dead.