Almost everyone is still immersed in the charm of this epic movement, and the music from hazy and dreamy to majestic and magnificent to pathetic and sad seems to still linger in the ears for a long time.

Xiwei had already walked out of the banquet hall quickly, and Natalia pulled her sister and hurriedly chased after her: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"If you stay, you can't leave, right?" said Sivi smiled indifferently.

After playing this song, the deepest understanding is still myself.

Even if one day you can be promoted to a legendary mage or even a god in the Orent continent, I am afraid it will be difficult to return to your hometown!

What is the difference between the current self and the human beings when they just walked out of the solar system in the galactic era?

There is a brighter future ahead of you!

The three of them boarded the carriage and drove away from the literary and artistic Rose Manor.

He went, as he came quietly, with a wave of his sleeve, without taking away a cloud......

There was silence in the carriage, Natalia tried to speak several times but held back, Meryl was still intoxicated by "Moonlight", and Sivi was realizing her new gain.

Sivi has been cultivating the Heart Lake since he was promoted to the Second Ring Mage, and has yet to pray to Eluna, the Lady of the Silvermoon, for a new Elulun blessing spell.

However, tonight, as he played the song "Moonlight", Eluna's light fell from the sky, giving him a new spell, the Glory of the Silver Moon.

The grace of the silver moon envelops everything and heals wounds.

Not only skin and internal injuries, but also damage to the heart, soul, and spirit can be treated to a certain extent.

There are many spells, and healing is quite rare.

A thousand years ago, the Church of the Lord of Radiance relied on the healing magic of the Continent to expand its faith, and opened monasteries almost all over the continent of Orrent.

Silvermoon is no ordinary two-ring spell, it is already the core essence of Eluna's Grace series of spells, this is exactly what Lady Silvermoon has rewarded herself after listening to "Moonlight"!

Finally, the carriage stopped outside the gate of the Blue Castle, and Natalia mustered up her courage and looked at Sivi with a pair of big blue eyes: "Sivi, I lost the bet just now!"

Xiwei took out a wooden ruler from the Zero Space Bag, which was a tool he had prepared a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to come in handy today: "Reach out!"

Natalia obediently stretched out her hands and spread them out in front of Sivi.

"Smack!" a crisp sound echoed in the night sky, and Sivi put away the ring ruler.

Xiwei's strength is not very great, not to mention that it is nothing to Natalia of the fifth-order bloodline knight, but this feeling seems to be imprinted in her soul and has never been forgotten.

"That's it?" asked Natalia, crunched her neck.

"If you can, I want you to start growing long hair from today, how about it?" Natalia under the stars had short white blonde hair, pale red lips tightly pursed, stubborn and pitiful, Sivi seemed to see herself many years ago.

With that, Sivi walked into the Blue Castle, where his long-waiting servant ushered him to the guest room.

Natalia stared blankly at her palm, her body had already been strengthened to a level far beyond that of mortals, and the light knock of the ring ruler did not leave any traces, but it seemed to knock on her heart.

The long eyelashes blinked, and the eye circles became slightly red.

"Sister, are we home?" Meryl seemed to have just come back to her senses from "Moonlight": "Sister, why are you crying?"

"No, I didn't!

"Father, you didn't rest in the bedroom?" Natalia and her sister walked to the second-floor living room, only to see her father sitting there in civilian clothes, as if in deep thought.

"Haha, your mother blasted her out!she's cleaning up the room!" said Count Bonaparte, touching the back of his head in embarrassment, but with a smug look on his face.

"Hey, who made my eldest lady cry?Is there anyone on the continent of Orent who can make my daughter cry?" Count Bonaparte was keenly aware of Natalia's reddish eyes: "Is it convenient to tell me what happened?"

Natalia didn't answer, but gave Meryl a look.

Meryl understood what her sister meant, and told her what had happened tonight at Rose Manor and outside the door just now.

"Yes, I see!" the Count muttered for a moment, "Meryl, you go to rest first! Your mother said that she would sleep with the baby in her arms tonight!"

"Nata, come with me to the back garden!"

The moonlight was as cool as water, gently shining on the father and daughter.

"Nata, you've been learning swords with me for ten years, haven't you?" said Count Bonaparte.

"Father, it's been ten years and eight months!"

"Yes, you were still a little bit at that time, not yet a sword high, and in the blink of an eye, my daughters have grown up to be adults soon!"

"Father, I'm not tall now!" Natalia grumbled in a low voice, obviously unhappy with her one-meter-five shortness.

"At the age of seventeen, he reached the level of a fifth-order bloodline knight, and even in the seven hundred years of my Bonaparte family's seven hundred years, only one ancestor has ever done it. Your father and I are only a third-order bloodline knight at your age!"

"Really, I've never heard you talk about it!"

"I was very rebellious when I was young, and I loved to make friends everywhere, and your grandfather gave me a headache. I left Corsica early and went to Paali. There I met many new friends, Olon and, of course, Olivia. Speaking of this, a hint of sweetness involuntarily appeared on the count's face.

"Olon, His Majesty Charles VIII, King of France?" asked Natalia.

"That's right! At that time, he was just a young man who liked to hide his identity and wander around the city of Paali, bold, arrogant and easy to make friends, and I fought with him the first time we met!"

"Father must have won, right?" Natalia was intrigued.

"No, I lost badly! At that time, he was already a fourth-order peak bloodline knight! I almost lost as soon as I came up!" Count Bonaparte said with a smile: "But after only three years, he can't beat me!"

"Why? Father, how did you do that?"

"I have created a set of swordsmanship of my own, and I have fought seventy-five battles with the young knight of Paari, and I have not lost a single one!

"Father, why didn't you give me this magical swordsmanship, but only taught me family swordsmanship?" asked Natalia, puzzled.

"Because it's not time yet!" Count Bonaparte took two standard swords and threw one of them to his daughter: "Nata, attack me!"

Natalia took the long sword, and with the sword in her hand, her whole person's momentum instantly rose, and her eyes became extremely sharp.

The next moment, a storm erupted from Natalia's hand, and the sword in her hand was as fast as lightning, slashing through the air in a silvery trail.

This is the family swordsmanship of the Bonaparte family, the sword of the tempest.

However, the Count only held the sword in one hand, and did not use much strength, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be slow and fast, and easily caught Natalia's attack.

The clouds and rain stopped.

"Father, I feel that you are using less than half the power I have!Why is it so powerful!Is it the effect of the faint ripples on the sword?" Natalia humbly asked.

"Nata, can you split the mountains with all your might?" the Count did not reply directly.

"If I say now, the hills where the earth is piled up will do. Father should be able to do it, right?"

"Can you, then, split the sea with all your might?" the Count continued.

"The sea is full of water, how can it be ......," Natalia smiled awkwardly, but she seemed to realize something.

"Yes, water is the softest substance, even a child can easily change shape, but water contains unmatched energy, do you remember the tsunami seven years ago?"

"Of course, the tsunami almost swept the sky, and half of Ajaccio was destroyed by it!"

"That tsunami swept the entire Western Golden Sea, but on the ocean, there are even more such tsunamis!" Count Bonaparte raised his voice: "We are not magicians, we cannot use the energy of the water element, but we can learn the characteristics of water! It is soft, but it is invincible because of it! This is the essence of soft water swordsmanship!"

"Father, I want to learn this sword!" Natalia's eyes flashed.

"Look at it now, do you think you're at fault with Sivi?"

"I'm too strong, I always want to be in control, I don't want to be ......left behind," Natalia whispered, bowing her proud head.

"Very well!Nata, I'm glad you finally realized this!From tomorrow, you can learn soft water swordsmanship with me!" The Earl said with relief, "By the way, I also like to see your long hair fluttering!"