Verse 73 passes

In the past, Asowen really didn't notice Ashrufat's belongings. Before, Ashrufat had kept his belongings in his saddle bag.

"Very beautiful piano. Asowen said. He could see at a glance how extraordinary the "Silver Wings" were.

"Yes," replied Ashrufat.

"It's as if you've never played before. Asowen's gaze turned to Ashrufat. "Although you have a good piano. ”

"When you're walking alone, you occasionally need to entertain yourself. Ashrufat replied. "I'm not usually in the mood for that. Have you ever seen such a harp?"

In particular, Ashrufat asked this question casually and without any expectations.

"I've seen it...... Or rather...... I have. Asowen thought for a moment. Then he beckoned to the side, and a woman came at once. Assowen spoke a few words in dialect. So the woman left, and a few minutes later she came back with a lyre in her hand.

Ashrufat stared at the lyre. That's right, this is also the "Silver Wings". Or to be more specific, it's a damaged "silver wing".

It is difficult to keep the whole instrument in its original state, but the body has been significantly deformed and distorted, and the strings have fallen off. The damage was so complete that it was almost immediately obvious that the thing was impossible to repair - and it was easier to rebuild one than to fix it.

Judging from the twisting of the body, it seems that it was once forcibly twisted by a very large force. It's not the force of a human arm, it's an impact -- it's as if it had been thrown in a powder keg and then someone lit it. There are obvious bump marks and chips on the base of the piano, and it seems that it was blown high into the sky by the force of the explosion, and then fell down.

However, even after such destruction, even if it can no longer be played, this "Silver Wings" can still be considered a work of art. That's how good the elves are. That's why Asowen kept it.

Ashrufat unconsciously pulled the piano out of his backpack. The shape of the two-sided piano is very close, and it can be seen at a glance that it is the same origin. However, even without considering the damage, it can be seen that the instrument in the hands of Ashrufat is much newer. The top of Asowen's piano is smooth, and some subtle edges and corners have been smoothed out and become smooth and shiny. It is a smooth thing that has been rubbed by the owner for too long, and this alone can be seen that it has been made for a long time. The piano in Ashrufat's hand, with its edges and corners, indicates that it is a newly made instrument, or at least a piano that is rarely used.

Asowen originally talked casually and didn't care very much. But he immediately noticed that Ashrufat's expression was not normal. That's right, Ashrufat stared at the damaged "Silver Wing" in his hand, his eyes unblinking. This is already a gaffe. Even Asowen himself was taken aback.

"How...... "Assowen asked. Ashrufat had a brand-new, intact harp in his hand. However, he seems to be very concerned about the damaged harp in Assowen's hand.

"This harp ......," Ashrufat's voice was a little jerky. "Where did it come from?"

"This?" Asowen looked at the harp in his hand, and then at the one in Ashrufat's hand. "I picked it up. ”

"Picked up?" Ashrufat asked in a hoarse voice. "Where did you pick it up?"

It was impossible to describe what it was like, but the moment he saw the harp, he immediately realized that it was his...... It's what he used to have. He couldn't remember how he got the harp or how he lost it, but it was...... Once belonged to him. And that thing wasn't just a harp, he had it even more...... Somehow.

Although he couldn't remember...... Can't think of anything at all. It's a really painful feeling.

That's why he has a special feeling for Silver Wings. It was true that the elf's harp was very beautiful, but that was not the real reason for his love for it. The real reason was - and he understood in this moment - that he had once possessed a silver wing, and that the instrument had a very important meaning to him.

"Very interesting thing...... One day I was on a lonely journey in the wilderness and found it. Assowen replied. Ashrufat's cousin surprised him, but it didn't matter if he said it. "It was lying on a rocky ground, just like it is now. ”

"What is that place?"

"One...... Very ordinary wilderness. An ordinary clearing," Asowen replied. "Nothing special. ”

"What else is there in that place besides Jean?" asked Ashrufat.

"Nothing. Asowen recalled. "It's a bit strange to say at the time...... At first I thought it was someone who had left it here, but there were no footprints or anything else around. And that feeling...... It's not a deliberate thing. It's not so much that someone deliberately left this thing there without leaving a trace, but that this thing flew from a distant place for some reason. Look here. He showed Ashruphat a notch in the base of the harp. It was obviously a gap caused by the strong impact on the hard object, and the base of the harp was directly shattered and flew off.

"Here...... It was knocked on that stone. There are traces on the stones. Either someone slammed the harp on a rock, or the harp fell from a relatively high sky......"

"Wizard?" Ashruphat asked. He already knew that the wizards of Tzeentch had magic disks, allowing them to fly freely. "A wizard flew through the sky and dropped the harp ......"

"Not really. Such a beautiful thing...... Why should it be discarded?" Asowen looked at his damaged harp with some regret, and then at the one in Ashrufat's hand. "Unless it's because of the feeling of 'leave it to the enemy'. But there's no sign of a battle in that place. Speaking of which, it's more like ...... Inexplicably fell from the sky. ”

"Is there such a thing?"

"Absolutely. Let's say a bird grabs this thing into the sky and drops it down,......" Asowen replied. "Anyway, I don't think this thing was dropped by anyone, but ...... Fell there because of some kind of accident. ”

What happened? Ashruphat was racing in his mind, trying to establish a logic for this. As soon as he saw the damaged Silver Wings, he knew that this instrument had a special meaning to him (though he couldn't remember what it was), and from that point of view, he would never give it up unless he had to do so. In that case, why did Jean come to this side of the Chaos Territory?

He disagrees with Assowen's statement that "it wasn't someone who left it, but some kind of accident." But in any case, why did he lose it in the first place, and why did such a precious item (the Silver Wings were too valuable to be a vulgar item) to come to the realm of Chaos and end up in the hands of Asowen?

That's right...... Holy Knights...... I used to be a holy knight, and by the way, I betrayed in the end. I left the church...... So why did I betray the gods of the Star Field? The reason for the betrayal...... Could it be the influence of the Chaos Evil God?

Although this reason may seem far-fetched, it does not explain the problem. Ashrufa fixed the mind. "Your Excellency, can you ......" He wanted to make a request, but suddenly realized - could this be another trap of the evil god?

"Eshurufat, do you want my broken harp?" Asowen guessed what he was going to say from Eshurufat's look. In particular, although Ashrufat is usually calmer and a little moody, this moment is quite out of shape, so much so that Asowen can see through it at a glance.

"Yes...... Can you cut love?" asked Ashrufat.

"This ......" This time, Asowen was not only surprised, but also a little puzzled.

"I'd like to use this ...... if I can," Ashrufaat gestured to the intact, brand-new silver wings in his hand. "In exchange. ”

As soon as he said it, he regretted it. Ah Jin once repeatedly taught him that in negotiations (or any deal, for example), one must not be too eager. Because this will undoubtedly lead the other party to raise their own prices.

However, perhaps considering that Ashruphat was leaving today, Assowen did not have too much. "Yes. He handed it to Ashrufat. "I have no objection to such a favorable exchange. ”

"Can you sue me...... Is this thing of any use?" asked Assowen again after Ashruphat took the harp. "It's more than just a piano?"

"To others, it's just a broken piano. Ashrufat said. "But it's not the same for me. I used to have it. ”

"Ever?"

"I'm ......," Ashrufat stroked the body of the instrument with his hand. Although it was damaged and almost impossible to repair, a power swelled in his heart to touch this familiar thing. Some memories that had been forced to be pressed in the depths of my mind were boiling, trying to break through the invisible barrier and pour out. It suddenly dawned on him that he had played this piano countless times, and in fact, his playing skills had been honed on this instrument. For a moment, Ashruphat himself thought he was going to think of something more.

Eventually, the rush of thought subsided. Ashrufa froze for a moment, and now Assowen was looking at himself with a puzzled gaze. This is not the place, he will have opportunities in the future.

He put away the broken piano that was related to his memory, and then handed the piano in good condition to Asowen.

"It's getting late. He looked up at the sky. "It's time to cook. ”

When the qiē ends, it's noon. Ashruphat carried his backpack and walked towards the gate. Flint had already left one step ahead of him and was now waiting for him somewhere outside. However, although the two men traveled at about the same time, the people in the tribe did not feel that the two men were together (they thought that they had just chosen this time by chance). Many members of the tribe who had a good relationship with Ashrufat, including a few children, went to the door to see them off. Although this is a Chaos Tribe, when one member leaves, everyone still sends their blessings. Ashrufat responded to their greetings and left in reluctance.

He walked a short distance forward. Here is the edge of the "territory" of the Asowen tribe, where Flint is waiting for him. Not only Flint, but many more of his subordinates were the Chaos Warriors who volunteered to follow him. From this moment on, there was no longer that single traveler Ashrufat, only the Chaos Lord Ashrufat.

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