Decades ago, when the Asgardians began a program called the Berserker in order to strengthen their garrison. This program aims to train powerful soldiers beyond the limits of humanity.

Due to the high cost and cycle of training musicians themselves, they are a minority on the battlefield after all, and sometimes a team may not be able to assign a musician. Moreover, the musician's own talent is too extravagant to support it. If one is accidentally broken, the commander of the army will also feel the pain in his heart.

Therefore, most of the time, the victory or defeat itself can only be pinned on the soldiers.

So, someone came up with a compromise solution: then it would be good to select people with musician talent in the army and train them.

They don't need to be as versatile as regular musicians, what they learn is a carefully selected 'battlefield score', and even the primary purpose is not to kill the enemy, but to enhance themselves and their teammates.

In this case, even learning a few basic runes and reaching the apprentice level is enough to provide support in most cases. If you can reach the rhythm level, the combat effectiveness of the entire squad will be reborn.

Moreover, such mass-produced warriors are not so expensive that they are unacceptable to musicians, and sometimes they can be exchanged for appropriate battle losses in exchange for an advantage over the overall situation.

The end result was the birth of a class called the Berserker. This group of soldiers, who are not even qualified musicians, are called 'defective' and 'expendable' by regular musicians. But on the battlefield, they played an amazing role, and even developed a technique called 'Battle Cry'.

Today, the berserker in bearskin armor and armed with a rune battle axe has become a class not inferior to the noble knights. Their 'Battle Cry' casts runes and musical scores, strengthens themselves and their teammates, and creates miracles on the battlefield.

Naturally, such initiatives were emulated, including by Anglo.

Dominica used to be a trainer for the 'Military Musicians'. As far as he knew, there was a secret unit called the 'Dragoons' that was composed of such soldiers, but even many people in the army probably didn't know about the existence of this unit. Because their range of activity is in a dark world outside of the human world.

At that time, the military department was constantly exploring the dark world by creating such high-quality and inexpensive cannon fodder.

However, the 'Berserker' class itself also contains the secret technology of the Asgardian musicians, and the chasm created by this technical barrier has led to the doom of failure in the rash attempts of other countries.

Later, for a series of unknown reasons, such a system was abolished.

More than a decade has passed, and no one remembers the existence of the military musicians that Anglo's army once tried to promote. It's just that he didn't expect that he would be able to meet again in this dark underground today.

Even if it's just simple chanting techniques and notes.

I'm afraid there is only one person in the entire academy who can teach this kind of technique......

"A crash course training manual for military musicians. ”

Dominic sighed softly, "Abraham, what are you doing with such an anachronistic thing?"

In the darkness, Dominic fumbled his pipe, sparked it, and inhaled deeply in silence. I felt the smoke in my lungs, as if the dark wounds that had been left behind no longer sting.

He narrowed his eyes: "Aren't you dead yet?"

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In the afternoon, at 2:20 p.m.

Under the blazing sun, a restless Sidney waited at the school gate, wiping the sweat from his forehead and looking up into the distance. Pacing back and forth, as if waiting for some guest.

In the midst of the crowds, a girl wearing a wide-brimmed hat to shade the sun came silently. The black scarf hung down in front of her eyes, covering her pupils and her beautiful face.

The slender white hair was also hidden in the hat, there was no incense car, and there was no crowd of thousands of servants, she looked like an ordinary aristocratic girl at this moment. Only a servant woman over half a hundred years old followed behind her, holding a paper umbrella for her to block the blazing sun.

Seeing her arrival, Sidney swallowed nervously and hurried to meet her, greeting respectfully in a jerky oriental language: "Welcome, Your Highness." ”

It has been half a month since Her Royal Highness the princess from Yunlou came to Avalon. Her mission was completed yesterday and she is about to leave. But for some reason, before leaving, she came up with the idea of visiting the city and experiencing the customs of Avalon. and refused the routes and guards offered by the royal family, and set out on his own secret journey with only an inconspicuous servant.

The royal family could not interfere with her actions, and could only secretly inform her of various places on the itinerary and increase her vigilance. Be sure not to let the assassination when entering the city be repeated.

After visiting the opera house and the bell tower, His Highness had already visited Westminster Abbey and was said to have had a great deal of theological conversation with Archbishop Medanzo. Even the bishop privately stated that His Highness's views of the canon were almost on par with his own. Immediately afterwards, the alchemists of the Royal Academy of Engineering also bowed down to the princess under her long skirt and praised her wisdom and insight.

If it weren't for her unintentional publicity, going in secret, just sightseeing, and never asking about all confidential topics, the cabinet would have the illusion that this was a demonstration in Yunlou City.

Thankfully, now that her visit had reached its last stop, everyone was silent, but Sidney was under a lot of pressure. If the headmaster's neurosis is still there, it will be easy to deal with a difficult little girl. But now that the headmaster is out of the way, Sidney is in power, but he is not sure that he can withstand it.

Now, he could only pray that His Highness would maintain his own well-behaved style and not make any demon moths.

In the face of Sidney's welcome, the girl just bowed, "Her Royal Highness Mary said to me that the Royal Academy of Music is an interesting place. If you can take a look before you leave Avalon, it's worth the trip. ”

"Your Highness said seriously, the academy is just a place to teach and educate people. ”

Sidney replied lightly, but he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and his expression couldn't hide his pride.

Where is this? This is the place where Anglo's scholarship has been precipitated for hundreds of years, and there are at least three saints from this school. It can be called a deep heritage, and there is no other home except the Holy City. I don't know how many heads of state of other countries have received, let alone deal with a little girl?

"If you want to get to know the college, a visit to the auditorium is essential, and we are ready for it. He led the way, "Your Highness Chaoyue, please follow me." ”

"Bold!"

The servant woman was enraged, took a step forward, and glared at him angrily: "You wanderer, you dare to call the princess by her name!"

Sidney was stunned for a moment, his heart trembled, and he was suddenly blindsided. Unexpectedly, he stepped on the line in the first sentence, and he forgot that the name of an oriental aristocratic woman is not something that strangers can call casually!

His lips twitched, and he quickly squeezed out a smile: "It's an omission, please don't be surprised." ”

"Mr. Sidney is not an Oriental and does not understand the customs of the East, so he is not to blame. Let's just do as the locals do. The girl known as Chaoyue stretched out her hand, motioned for the servant woman to step back, and said indifferently: "This is not a formal occasion, you don't need to call me Your Highness, just call me by my surname, and I guess there will be no confusion here." ”

Sidney finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously: "Miss Yunlou, please come with me." ”

The servant snorted coldly and followed.

Sidney walked ahead, wiping a cold sweat and feeling that the task was daunting.

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"The Royal Academy of Music was founded four hundred years ago, and a hundred years ago, it was transformed by the famous artist Hermes, and now it is now a famous place in Avalon.

In particular, the Great Hall has been praised by many architects as a representative of the Gothic style. ”

On the tree-shaded avenue, Sidney led the way, babbling about the ancient buildings of various places, evidently having worked hard last night and memorized them hard.

But Yunlou Chaoyue just listened silently, occasionally nodding, as if absent-minded, which made Sidney's pressure more and more intense. Suddenly, she stopped in her tracks.

Sidney's heart chuckled, and he hurriedly leaned over and squeezed out a warm smile: "What's wrong with Miss Yunlou? Why don't we go and get some rest?"

Chaoyue was silent and didn't respond to him, just staring in the direction of his side, as if sensing something. After a long time, she stretched out her hand and pointed to her right:

"Ahead, what's the place?"

Sidney was stunned for a moment, looked in the direction she was pointing, and shouted in his heart that it was not good, and his face was a little embarrassed, "This ......"

The obese servant woman who was more than half a hundred years old rolled her eyes at him, "Your Highness asks you, and you will reply." What the hell is the idea?" Sidney's expression froze, and he had to answer honestly: "That's the Sword Fence Underground Palace. ”

"Is the dungeon an underground cell?"

"It's just a place to store some old stuff. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It's not a good place to visit today, it's still a practice class there, and a group of students are calling around." Sometimes there are accidents, and it's not good if you have something to go wrong. ”

He racked his brains to persuade the girl to return to the correct tour route, and never make any extraneous branches! But Yunlou Chaoyue's words made him fall into an ice cave:

"Sounds interesting. ”

Sidney was stunned, he forgot that although the girl in front of him was only seventeen years old, she was a rare resonant musician in her own right! He said this now, he could only frighten the weaker aristocratic girls who would scream and faint at the sight of blood, but he could not stop a powerful musician.

He wiped his sweat and looked at the servant beside the girl as if he were crying for help.

The old lady who was waiting with her was also admonishing at this time: "If the princess wants to watch sumo wrestling to relieve boredom, there are also many experts in Yunlou City, why bother here?"

Moreover, it is said that in the duel of Xiyi, blood was splashed at every turn, an arm was broken and a leg was missing, and it was strange and ugly. His Royal Highness is a golden and jade body, how noble he is, he must not take risks easily. ”

The white-haired girl stared intently in that direction, as if she was distracted, not hearing her words.

The old lady stopped awkwardly, until after a long time, the girl withdrew her gaze, as if she had come back to her senses.

"There are so many ugly things in the world. ”

She replied softly, stepping away, "It's okay to see." ”

Without waiting for Sidney to lead the way, she walked in the direction of the dungeon.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!" the old lady jumped to her feet in a hurry, and hurried to catch up.

Sidney froze in place, and couldn't help but want to scream: what the is going on, why do all the troublesome things come together?!