Singing rang out from the island.

The sound was not loud, but it did not diminish with the distance, and directly reached the ears of everyone on the ship.

"Huh?"

Lindsey was on deck and bore the brunt.

The moment this voice poured into my mind, an irrepressible impulse and longing erupted in my heart.

It's as if the beloved of your heart is calling out to yourself on the island.

Even if reason tells Lindsay that he can't listen to this desire.

But he couldn't help but walk towards the side of the boat, ready to jump into the sea and swim back to the island.

- The artists of the island are singing.

- The other party sensed the people's escape plan, so he lured them back with a song.

Lindsay was aware of the problem.

But feelings have completely overwhelmed reason.

The sudden attack took control of everyone domineering and strong.

They couldn't even mobilize their own essentia, and even thought from the bottom of their hearts that returning to the island by themselves seemed to be the most correct choice!

At least the Awakened of the Seventh Stage.

What can make everyone so powerless can't be something that ordinary artists can do!

"E minor, Op. 95—"

"Please appreciate it."

Under the overwhelming flood of emotions.

On deck.

The girl's opening voice sounded.

A slow beat brings the piece into the prologue, creating an atmosphere of broad anticipation and exploration.

Crescendos and crescendos of strings, emanating from the instruments of the girl's nails, seem to be slowly unfolding a journey into the unknown.

A strong melody, the vastness and mystery of the new world, and the courage and hope that gradually stirs up.

Just a prologue.

The emotions in the girl's heart are fully revealed, which makes people empathize.

Then at the end of the prologue, deeper feelings flowed from the strings.

This piece of music can't compete with the seductive vocals of the island's artists.

But on this small deck, with a rich and compact harmony, the other party's singing voice was disrupted, and a chaotic crack was barely torn open.

"Walawala?!"

Lindsay struggles with emotional control.

He turned his head vigorously, and sure enough, he saw the figure of the girl.

Vala's figure was trembling, and even the movement of holding the instrument was shaky.

It is naturally extremely difficult to confront this kind of artist.

But it is in this extreme performance that she transmits her feelings to the music with this trembling posture, which strongly shows her firm heart!

"Ahh

At this time, there was a shout next to him.

Arazon also reacted with the help of the chaos that Valawala had fought for.

The lone painter smeared his head with a paintbrush and plugged his ears.

Under the cabin, other passengers also began to walk onto the deck.

Most of them were in a trance, and even if they came within the range of the music of the walawala, they could not resist the temptation of the island's singing.

The weak don't even have a chance to resist at this moment!

But the captain of the fish boat, seeing the three Lindsays, reminded in the most difficult voice:

"It's useless."

"The artist's music is a concrete representation of soul and emotion, and it is impossible to resist it even if you block your ears!"

Arazon had gagged his ears.

I don't know if I really didn't realize the reminder from these people, or if I had already made up my mind.

The one-armed painter struggled to move around the deck, knocking down the passengers who came up one by one, and threw them on the deck.

Regardless of the final outcome.

At the very least, he has to do something he can do in the moment.

“……”

Seeing the scene in front of her, Lindsay took a deep breath, and the will power of the Stairway to Heaven began to emerge.

"Whew-"

"At least...... At least buy some more time. ”

"Digitization!"

With the power of will, Lindsey unlocked the origin ability of the [RPG] module.

As his state of life changed, the influence of his singing voice decreased, and he regained some mobility like Alason.

But Lindsey turned her head to look.

Valawala almost fell to her knees!

In a state like a girl, if you hold on for another minute or two at most, you will collapse immediately!

When the time comes, without the resistance of the other party's music, who else on the whole ship can resist the singing of the island's artists?

"That's right, Ocean Current Article!"

[Ocean Current Crest] has the effect of passively resisting charm.

As soon as Lindsay changed the magic pattern on the back of his hand, his chaotic brain suddenly sobered up a little and began to calmly analyze the current situation.

"The fallen artists of the island, who bewitch people with the power of music."

"Wala Vara disrupts the other with her own music."

"The key to everything is music, sound, ......"

Lindsey went through his abilities in his mind faster than ever before.

He's finally found something inconspicuous, but one that does have the potential to work!

"Yes, that's you!"

On the other side, Alathon was still stunting the humans who had stepped out of the deck.

The heart of the one-armed painter has actually sunk to the bottom.

As a lone wanderer, he knows what the strength of the strong means to the weak, and stuning the other passengers at this time is nothing more than his dying throes.

To put it mildly.

If it weren't for the musical resistance of Valawala.

He was probably already jumping into the sea by now, and he had taken the initiative to throw himself into the arms of the merfolk.

"Lindsay, you ......"

It's a desperate situation.

Alasson thought of Lindsay inexplicably, after all, the other party is also a not simple character, maybe there is a way?

But when he turned his head to look, he noticed Lindsay's inexplicable movements.

This man of unknown origin and mysterious identity did not jump into the sea to save himself at this moment, nor did he go to help the passengers on the other ships.

Lindsay didn't know where to find a small grass, so she held it in her hand.

That cautious look seemed to be looking at the only glimmer of hope in a desperate situation.

“……”

"This guy can't be driven crazy by a desperate situation, right?"

【Wonder Plant: Echo Grass】

[After planting, a small grass grows with countless thin tubes in its leaves, from which it can store the sounds of the surrounding area.] Valid for 2~3 days. 】

Collapse!

At this time, a piercing voice sounded.

Walawala on the side finally couldn't hold on.

The strings of the violin in her hand snapped instantly, and the whole person fell down like a cuckoo crying blood, curled up on the deck in pain.

"Uh-huh—"

The girl who fell to the ground was still unwilling to end there, and wanted to mobilize essentia.

But the completely collapsed skill could no longer respond to her call, only her fingers were still trembling on the ground and pulling the melody that could not be heard.

"It's over......"

The final outcome came to Alason's mind.

But just when he closed his eyes and accepted his fate, the charm of the song did not come.

"Dear dear, why did you leave me for what you love?"

"Do you remember the sunset on the Red Sea, the moon setting between the stars, and the looming moonset......?"

A voice that is exactly the same as the song of the island resounded on the deck!

Entangled with the power of the other party's charm!

The exact same voices are mixed up, and the consequences are catastrophic.

Everyone on the ship only felt a headache, as if two sledgehammers were hammering each other in their minds, almost tearing people's souls and emotions to pieces!

Alasson on the deck was a very clear sight.

It was the grass in Lindsay's hand that was making this sound.

It's just that with the sound of the song, the original emerald green leaves are also withering rapidly at the moment!

Predictably, the plant's ability did not last long.

Boom –

This slightly extra time is enough to change everything.

Not far from the side of the ship, under the sea, a huge shadow slowly emerged, and an old whisper came greeting from it:

"Summoner, what do you command when you blow the token?"

The voice......

In the language of beasts?!

Almost no one on deck knew the language, but the walawala on deck seemed to be muttering something.

Lindsay, on the other hand, rushed to the deck and shouted in a loud beast language to the bottom:

"Drag the boat, take us to the City of a Thousand Sails!"

(End of chapter)