The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities

The arrival of Seraphine eased the gloomy atmosphere in the workshop.

This is a lively and cheerful girl, although she looks a little timid, but once you let her hear your soul singing a beautiful melody, she will immediately become enthusiastic.

"Sister Katerina, you have a younger sister? What does that feel like?"

"Haha, the soul is singing a touching and gentle song, with a hint of sweetness in the warmth, your sister must be very cute."

"Oriana, everything will be fine, the melody of your singing has changed. When a song turns, it's the most exciting!"

"..."

It was the first time she showed her abilities in front of outsiders. She seemed to have endless things to say, twittering around Orianna and Katerina, speaking words of encouragement for them.

Although she never mentioned Ryan in her words, she kept her curious eyes on him. After all, this was the first person she couldn't hear any singing.

Everyone's soul will sing their own songs, sometimes melodious, sometimes tactful, sometimes happy, sometimes sad...

She likes to have friendly exchanges with people who sing the song of sunshine, which can make her heart happy.

"Right~ I haven't asked in detail yet. Orianna said she wanted me to help. Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Seraphine swayed to a certain melody, her pink hair fluttering behind her, the rhythm of Orianna's soul track.

Survival in a desperate situation, hope comes, she likes this beat!

Orianna's expression was still calm, she turned her eyes to Ryan, begging for help silently.

"The body is an extension of consciousness, and consciousness and soul are indistinguishable from each other. Seraphine not only hears the voice of the soul, but her voice reaches the soul. Magic doesn't necessarily preserve life, but the song of the soul can. ."

"You mean... during the heart transplant surgery, let Seraphine play?"

Orianna was a little hesitant. She only had one chance. She didn't know if Seraphine could do it, and she wasn't even sure if she could be as accurate as a machine in that situation.

The operation will be carried out by herself, and she is no longer facing her broken body, but her beloved father.

"Heart replacement surgery... what is this?"

Seraphine tilted her head in confusion.

After Orianna repeated her previous preparations, she clenched her hands slightly and stared nervously at Seraphine, who opened her mouth in surprise.

"It's crazy, no wonder the songs you sing recently, Orianna, have been changing. But...I have no experience."

Her two little hands were entangled together, and anxiety covered her face.

She is kind-hearted and always wants to help others, but she has never done such an important thing, and she is afraid that she will not do well.

"I have a Requiem, and as long as Miss Seraphine can sing it, the success rate of the operation will be close to 99%. The remaining 1% only depends on your determination, Miss Orianna."

Ryan looked at each other, waiting for a definite reply.

"Mr. Ryan, what is Requiem? Is it nice?"

Seraphine took the lead in raising her little hand, blinking her eyes and asking questions, like a good student who seeks knowledge.

"It was a song for the soul. It was supposed to give the soul rest, but someone changed the song so that the rest of the dead became... the death of the living."

Ryan thought about the Requiem with a strange look on his face.

There are too many books about the soul in the immortal fortress, most of which are left over from hundreds of years ago.

He has reason to suspect that Lady Pale is not a book lover. Those who truly love knowledge will not allow these scrolls to be buried slowly over time.

Of course, there are almost no scholars in Noxus, everyone walks their own way rudely, and disdains to refer to the traces left by their predecessors.

Countless books that record the mysteries of magic cry in the unknown corners of Noxus, and he is looking forward to the changes three months later.

If conditions permit, he hopes that Swain will slaughter the nobles, and the scrolls collected in their homes will make a greater contribution to Noxus.

"Death...will I sing that song..."

Seraphine thought of something bad, and her body trembled involuntarily.

Using Requiem to kill people, how sinful the person who modified the song must be!

"You are different from those lunatics. I believe that in your singing, it will become a real Requiem."

The corners of Ryan's mouth rose slightly, and the palm and the ring on it shimmered slightly and stroked lightly in the air.

Countless water droplets fluttered out, like obedient soldiers, arranging characters in the air:

"Try to mobilize your best emotions, to sing, to play. Don't worry about any problems, I have everything."

The friendly words seemed to ease Seraphine's uneasy emotions. She stared blankly at the characters made of water droplets in the air, and she unconsciously made a crisp sound in her mouth.

"%@&..."

Gently spit out three notes, and in that instant, it was as if a slight cyan light descended from the sky, shrouding everyone's heads.

But soon, a layer of water curtain rose up, making the blue light fade a lot.

"Canció"

Another lyric was sung by her with her own melody, but for some unknown reason, she wanted to sing cheerfully, but not only did the song lack that emotion, but it even contained a wisp of sadness.

Even if there was a water curtain blocking, everyone except Ryan showed a painful expression at the moment, and even the objects in the workshop began to tremble slightly.

Seraphine also had pain on her face, but she still sang along the characters unconsciously. At this time, she seemed to have forgotten her original intention.

Accompanied by her singing, it seems that everything is being buried, as if all life and soul are ushering in the final rest.

to the final destination...

die!

The light blue light beam is getting brighter and brighter, and everyone can feel the pain of their soul being torn apart.

"Lavidallegaráaldescanso"

The singing became louder and louder, and the sad voice turned into excitement~www.readwn.com~ At the climax of the song, Seraphine's face showed a trace of struggle.

"Make it your melody, Seraphine."

Ryan's gentle words rang in her ears, causing Seraphine to tremble unconsciously.

At that moment, she seemed to have returned from the resting place, returned to the workshop, and remembered her goal.

She doesn't want to sing about death, Requiem shouldn't kill people!

Seraphine pursed her lips, the girl's face was full of stubbornness.

The melody of the Requiem should not only be mourning for the soul, but also a blessing for the living and a tribute to the past of the dead!

She closed her eyes tightly and continued to sing with difficulty, word by word, but the tone of her voice changed completely.

No more sadness, no more excitement.

From sadness to joy, singing the achievements of life in the past. From passion to nostalgia, telling the emotions of the past worth remembering.

In an instant, the blue beam of light disappeared, replaced by a pink beam.

The beam of light emanated from Seraphine's body, turned into thousands of light spots in the air, slowly fell, and merged into the bodies of the rest of the people.

The light spots and singing smoothed their painful expressions, and turned to soothing and sincere smiles.

"The singing voice...is a joyful, inspiring voice!"

Seraphine opened her eyes again, the hesitation dissipated and only firmness remained.

Her voice became smoother and more rhythmic.

The singing has completely changed.

The death-inducing requiem, played by Seraphine, turned into a melody that evokes life's longing for life.

She sang about the beauty of life and praised those emotions worthy of nostalgia.

At the end of the song, the love is still there.