Chapter 458 Song of Resonance

When Roland heard the iron axe's report, he wondered if something was wrong with his ear.

You said that you saw the vast desert in the echoing song and brought back a grain of sand from the desert?

It’s okay to have auditory hallucinations, but even hallucinations come out. Is this really a singing voice?

Not to bring it back, Your Highness, Iron Axe seriously placed the gravel in front of the desk. I was completely stunned at the time and didn't even want to go over and verify whether those scenes were real.It seemed like it suddenly appeared in my hands. What I had to say should be the flying sand brought by the hot wind, right?

The more I talked, the more mysterious it became. Roland thought for a moment, and she only sang this song?

There were some songs, but I couldn't listen to them at all. Iron Axe recalled that the scene at that time was like a miracle... If it were the past, even if Lord Yinyue called himself the Three Gods Messenger, I would have believed it without doubt.Your Highness, has this her ability evolved?

After following him for more than a year, it was obvious that this Mo Jinshamin also had a certain understanding of the witch.

It should be, but it was the first time I encountered this situation. Roland thought for a moment and decided to call the echo over and ask in person.

After the Iron Axe left, Roland pinched the sand and looked carefully. Is this a magical creation?

Not sure, the sound of a nightingale came from behind, and there was no trace of magic on it.

The absence of traces of magic does not mean that it is not an object created by magic. It is just that this substance is a real thing that does not need to rely on magic to maintain after it is formed, nor will it be affected by the stone of God's Punishment, such as Soloya's paintings.

The echo soon arrived at the study. Nightingale immediately appeared beside Roland and smiled at her: Congratulations.

The latter was stunned, am I?

Nightingale nodded. The magic power in your body has condensed. Haven't you noticed it?

Really, really?Echo said surprise, is this saying that my ability has evolved?

What does it look like?Roland thought to himself that this is indeed the case.

A blue transparent crystal, as clear as water, replied Nightingale, whose total magic power was comparable to Maisie.

It seems that this evolution has nothing to do with epiphany, but it has completed the condensation without realizing it. After Roland told the Iron Axe's illusion and echo, she seemed very surprised.

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

It seemed that the word was worth considering, because when he returned from the desert, there was another grain of sand on his body. Roland smiled and said, although there were such things as sand everywhere, he would not dig out the snow and find one from the mud bar to deceive me.He paused, what did you see at that time?

There was nothing... Echo responded embarrassedly, I closed my eyes and didn't pay attention to the changes around me.

Now show it to us, Roland held his chin with great interest and used the hometown song you created yourself.

Uh…here?

Well, that's right, he said surely, there is still half an hour before supper time, and it will not affect others.

I also want to hear songs that make people feel immersive, the Nightingale resumed with great enthusiasm.

Oh well.

The echo took a deep breath, and soon, a mixed sonata that was not of this era at all sounded. The sweet singing of a woman's unique voice surrounded the study. At first, she was a little restrained, probably because she had never sung it indoors, but as the tune gradually entered the top, she was completely devoted to the music.

Roland seemed to hear the sound of the hot wind blowing through the green forest. The temperature in the room seemed to increase a little, and the smell of the scorching sun baking sand came from his nose... When the afterglow slowly dissipated, Roland savored it for a long time before he came to his senses from the music.

There is no doubt that this is a lyrical song full of alien style. For him who has incomplete tone, he can't find any fault at all... However, he did not see the vast desert, and he was still sitting in the study, and the oasis with trickle streams flowing is nowhere to be seen.

He looked at the Nightingale, who shook her head at him, and she obviously didn't see the strange fantasy.

Is this ability not effective?

Have you only written this song?Roland asked.

Well, Echo nodded.

Then sing a few more songs that I teach you. He thought about it and decided to 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, even though they were still holding a stack of unplayed cards in their hands.

The echo could be seen a little nervous, but with Wendy's encouragement, she slowly recovered her calmness and sang all the songs including "Guerrilla Song".

All of these songs received warm applause from the witches without exception.

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

That is, the degree of influence of the song depends on the subjective experience of the listener. Those who have the same experience as the song atmosphere will be affected by the greater the impact. The basis for judgment is that in the modern songs they teach, everyone has the best response to guerrilla songs. After thinking about it, it is only because the witches have seen the scene where the First Army advances with the drum beats of the song, and can better understand the meaning contained in the tune.

Sand people like Iron Axe can naturally resonate with music full of extreme southern styles.

But what can this deepest impact be achieved? Roland cannot pass the test for the time being... If the sensory person is fully involved, will everything in the illusion become real manifestation?

But no matter what, the new ability of Echo still makes him full of expectations, such as inspiring warriors, appeaseing the masses, and cooperating with future theatrical performances...the role of those who can drive the audience's emotions is immeasurable.

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

Palace, Your Highness... I, I am here... His teeth were trembling, obviously he had not recovered from the high-speed flight.

Now that I want to travel between the two places quickly, the only way of transportation is Maisie Express. Of course, even if I am wrapped in a thick blanket and flying under the claws of the giant beast at a speed of 60 kilometers per hour, it is still not a comfortable experience.

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

Gu!The latter raised his head proudly.

I called you here because I wanted you to help the nobles of the Elk family train a team. He looked at Vader. The situation here was different from that in the border town, with mice, refugees, and extremely vicious criminals, which were a few similarities to Jinsui City.

Vader baked by the fireplace for a while and finally stopped shaking, you mean… let me form a patrol?

No, it's the police.Roland told the crackdown plan again, and the first half would be led by the First Army, but in the end, the fortress's security must still be left to the police for maintenance.As a policeman, the most important thing is the concept of being a protector of the people.

Treat the people as harmonious as the spring breeze, and treat criminals as ruthless as thunder.Vader couldn't help but repeat it.

That's right, the prince smiled, hoping you can teach them well.