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The man who covered the upper half of his face couldn't help but draw many people's attention to the great sage who was also wearing a mask, and those people more or less knew the news about Hong Qi.

Paines, the Demon Hunter, was also the apprentice of the Great Sage.

It's only a short message, but it makes everyone feel quite high expectations for the person in front of them, after all, they don't know what this Paines will do?

There was applause, and Hong Qi also sat down in the piano chair and began to play.

Stirrups stirrups stirrups!

The piano roared, and everyone couldn't help but be surprised, no one had ever seen such a beginning.

Then there is the rapid melody and stirrup sound, which makes people nervous.

Such a fast-paced piece of music can't help but be reminiscent of fighting.

Fight! Yes!

There was no shortage of nobles present, and a large part of the nobles of the Kingdom of Kense, who were brave and good at fighting, were no strangers to fighting, and such a tight rhythm also made them can't help but bring into battle.

However, the next moment the tune began to change!

The voice gradually decreased, but the pace remained fast, and people couldn't help but be drawn into the story he wanted to convey by Hong Qi.

In the story, the army is moving forward, in a neat rhythm, occasionally some singing and cheering, some excited, they are not celebrating because of the victory in the war, they are cheering to meet the enemy.

As a warrior, wouldn't you be excited to meet a respectable opponent?

Everyone couldn't help but combine the abrupt rhythm at the beginning a little, as if the existence that such a vigorous army was going to deal with should be very powerful?

StirrupsStirrupsStirrups, these four fast and powerful syllables kept hanging over everyone's hearts, and even though Hong Qi had already finished playing the first four notes, they had already memorized them.

The notes represent an unknown and powerful enemy, but the army doesn't seem to know the original rhythm, they're like two different beings.

Avoid such an enemy!

Similar thoughts continue to arise among people who have already fallen into the story, even if the story only shows the army and the unknown being.

The sound began to fall at the final peak, slowly decreasing, but everyone knew that such a song meant that they were at war!

Victory! Victory!!

A lot of emotions appeared in different audiences, but they all hoped that the army would be victorious, not to lose to the seemingly terrifying and powerful existence.

The music, however, seems to go against everyone's expectations, and begins to grow even lower and not higher, and the low voice makes it easy to associate it with one thing, death.

Someone died in the course of the battle, and it was someone very important to the army, maybe a commander, maybe some brave man who had done a great job, but anyway, he was dead.

The slow rhythm represents that the process of death is so real that it is unbearable to look at, but it is there.

Even at the end there was a morbid high-pitched, abrupt elevation that was thought to be a kind of roar, the roar of the soldiers against death and the roar of the enemy.

Many people can't help but get excited about that kind of plot, and they want to be a part of the army to change the fact that the special being in the army died.

Everyone finally knows who the dead man is, he is a hero!

Of course, the battle between the army and the unknown existence in the story naturally ends with the victory of the army, but everyone is not happy about it, at least not on the battlefield.

Everyone, holding up the specially made coffin, lifting the coffin and placing flowers on it with the special military etiquette, the army returned to the town.

Many of the people who stayed in the town rejoiced at the return of their loved ones, and although there were many fewer people who came, and although some did not come back completely, there were still people who came back!

Victory! Victory! At the same time, everyone saw the special coffin in cheers, as if they knew that this being, who had a special position in the army, should indeed be treated as such after his death.

The celebration before the coffin was very cheerful, and it seemed that as the melody became light again, everyone accepted the fact that the deceased had died, and they cheered because they did not want to make the person in the coffin feel sad, and sacrificed their lives in exchange for the people to grieve for him.

The crowd was encouraged to know that they had witnessed a being who could be called a hero, and although there was a piece of wood and dirt to be added between them, they did see it.

Your own hero!

The cheers will not stop, the music will not stop, they will forget the deaths of these people, but the crowd will always remember their contribution to the country!

The sound is constantly entwined, emphasizing everything, but the people don't find it boring, or many people have already entered the story and don't want to leave, they think that as long as the music keeps coming, then the story will continue.

The heroes are dead, but the people are still alive, and they are celebrating for a better future.

The music is over, and many people still seem to have that light melody in their ears, as if the ears are not letting them leave.

This music!

This music?!

It's music!!

Everyone looked back and found that the story had changed!

"Yes...... It's the Holy Lord!"

A similar voice appeared in the ears of others, not spoken by Frando, but also by a devout believer.

Yes, the Lord came to the world of Flo and spread the Gospel to every corner of the world, but he was greeted with death, the death of a mortal body, but it represented the life of the saints and the eternal life of his divinity, and every time a particular festival came, everyone believed that the Lord had simply returned to heaven and that he was immortal.

Death, which is just a journey for the Holy Church, also represents a kind of metamorphosis, and who is the existence that the Holy Lord is fighting against?

It may be an evil god of law, an older sorcerer, or something else, but as the story goes, they are unknown enemies who will eventually be defeated.

But a different idea appeared in another person.

"My ancestors!"

The old king said sadly.

(To be continued.) ）

(To be continued.) )