Chapter 458 The Song of Resonance

When Roland heard Iron Ax's report, he wondered if there was something wrong with his ears.

"You said you saw the vast desert in Echo's singing and brought back a grain of sand from the desert?"

It’s nothing more than auditory hallucinations, even if hallucinations are present, is this really singing?

"I'm not bringing it back, Your Highness." Iron Ax solemnly placed the gravel in front of the desk. "I was completely stunned at the time and didn't even think about verifying whether those scenes were real. It seemed like it suddenly appeared in my hands. Generally, if I have to say it, it should be the flying sand brought by the hot wind, right?"

The more he spoke, the more mysterious he became. Roland thought for a moment, "She only sang this song?"

"There are still some songs, but I can't listen to them at all," Tie Ax recalled, "The scene at that time was really like a miracle... If it were in the past, even if Lord Silver Moon claimed to be the messenger of the three gods, I would have believed him. Your Highness, has her ability evolved?"

After following him for more than a year, it is obvious that this Mojinshamin also has a certain understanding of witches.

"Probably, but this is the first time I've encountered this situation," Roland thought for a moment and decided to call Huiying over and ask in person.

After Iron Ax took the order and left, Roland picked up the sand and looked at it carefully, "Is this a magical creation?"

"I don't know," the nightingale's voice came from behind, "There are no traces of magic on it."

The absence of traces of magic power does not mean that it is not an object created by magic power. It is just that this material is a real-life object. It does not need to rely on magic power to maintain it after it is formed, and it will not be affected by the Stone of God's Punishment, such as Soraya's paintings.

Hueyin soon came to the study, and Nightingale immediately appeared next to Roland, smiling at her and saying, "Congratulations."

The latter was startled, "Me?"

Nightingale nodded, "The magic power in your body has condensed, haven't you noticed?"

"Really?" Huiyin asked in surprise, "Does this mean my abilities have evolved?"

"What does it look like?" Roland secretly thought that it was indeed the case.

"A blue transparent crystal, as clear as water," Nightingale replied, "The total amount of magic power is equivalent to Maisie."

It seems that this evolution has nothing to do with epiphany, but has been completed unknowingly. After Roland told Echo about the illusion of Iron Ax, she seemed very surprised.

"You said... he seems to have returned to the extreme south, in the sea of ​​sand?"

"The word 'as if' is worthy of consideration, because when he returned from the desert, he still had an extra grain of sand on his body," Roland said with a smile. "Although sand is found everywhere, he would not dig open the snow. I rummaged through the mud and found one to trick me. He paused, "What did you see then?" "

"Nothing..." Huiyin responded with some embarrassment, "I closed my eyes at the time and didn't pay attention to the changes in my surroundings."

"Then show it to us now," Roland held his chin up with interest, "Just use the hometown song you created yourself."

"Uh...here?"

"Well, that's right," he confirmed, "it's still half an hour before dinner time, so it won't affect other people."

"I also want to listen to songs that can make people immersed in the scene," Nightingale continued enthusiastically.

"Oh well."

Huiying took a deep breath, and soon, a mixed sonata that didn't belong to this era at all started playing. The sweet singing voice that was unique to a woman surrounded the study. She was a little reserved at first, probably because she had never sang indoors before. But as the tune builds to its climax, she is completely immersed in the music.

Roland seemed to hear the sound of hot wind blowing through the green forest. The temperature in the room seemed to have increased a bit. The smell of sand baked by the sun could also be heard in his nose... When the aftertaste slowly dissipated, Roland thought about it for a long time before starting the song. Le Zhong came to his senses. There is no doubt that this is a lyrical song full of foreign customs. For him who is tone-deaf, there is no fault at all... However, he did not see the vast desert. He was still sitting in his study, flowing The oasis with the trickling stream is even missing.

He looked at Nightingale, who shook her head at him. It was obvious that she had not seen those strange illusions.

Is this the ability not taking effect?

"Did you only write this song?" Roland asked.

"Yeah," Huiyin nodded.

"Then let's sing a few more songs I taught you," he thought for a while and decided, "let everyone come and listen."

After a while, the study room was filled with witches, and even the three people from Sleeping Island rushed over, although they still held a pile of unfinished playing cards in their hands. Huiyin looked a little nervous, but with Wendy's encouragement, she slowly regained her composure and sang all the songs including "Guerrilla Song".

Without exception, these songs received warm applause from the witches.

After asking everyone about their feelings, Roland made a rough judgment in his mind.

That is, the degree of influence of the song also depends on the subjective experience of the listener. People who have the same experience as the atmosphere of the song will be more affected. The basis for judgment is that among the modern songs I teach, which one has the best response to the guerrilla song? Well, after thinking about it, it was only because the witches had seen the scene of the First Army marching to the beat of the song, and they could better understand the meaning contained in the tune.

Sand people like Iron Ax can naturally resonate strongly with music full of Far South style.

However, how deep this influence can reach, Roland cannot know through testing for the time being... If the person who feels it is fully immersed in it, will everything in the illusion become a real manifestation?

But no matter what, Huiyin's new abilities still make him full of expectations - such as inspiring soldiers, appeasing the crowd, and cooperating with future dramatic performances... The role of a person who can arouse the audience's emotions is immeasurable.

…

The next afternoon, Roland summoned Wade from Border Town in his study.

"Your Highness...I-I'm here..." His teeth were chattering, obviously he had not yet recovered from the high-speed flight.

Now if you want to travel quickly between the two places, the only mode of transportation is Maisie Express. Of course, even if you are wrapped in a thick blanket and flying under the claws of a giant beast at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour against the cold wind, it is still not considered A comfortable experience.

"Good job," Roland patted the fat pigeon on his shoulder.

"Gu!" The latter raised his head proudly.

"I called you here because I want you to help the nobles of the Elk family train a team." He looked at Wade. "The situation here is different from that in Border Town. There are rats, refugees, and extremely vicious criminals. On the contrary, It’s somewhat similar to Golden Spike City.”

Vader roasted by the fireplace for a while, and finally stopped shaking, "You mean... let me form a patrol?"

"No, it's the police." Roland recounted the crackdown plan. "The first half of the operation will be led by the First Army, but in the end the security of the fortress still has to be maintained by the police. As a police officer, the most important thing is to be a police officer." "Protector of the People" concept. "

"Treat people as harmoniously as the spring breeze, and treat criminals as ruthlessly as thunder." Wade couldn't help but repeat.

"That's right," the prince smiled, "I hope you can teach them well." (To be continued.)