Miss Bach's Crab Canon

"I represent victory! I represent poetry! Human beings always respect me so much. There are many emperors and powerful people who have signed contracts with me. Give me what I want, and I will protect them and give them victory."

Holding the laurel wreath in one hand, Daphne stood on tiptoe and extended an invitation to Gao Yiyu with the other small hand——

"There are no chairs for guests here, and it looks like it will be a long conversation. If you don't mind, the great but unknown bard, come and rest by my bed and tell each other's stories?"

"Alright."

This ancient Greek goddess, or a harp made of a Greek goddess, is covering half of her face with the laurel wreath that symbolizes Roman orthodoxy, smiling shyly: "It's been a long time since I chatted with anyone, I'm glad you can Come."

074 She Asks History

The hero of the trip—or rather, the heroine?Right in front of your eyes, this is the first thing Gao Yiyu realized.

Her appearance is young and cute, and she can even be called immature. If she is thrown into a normal elementary school, everyone will laugh and think she is a low-grade student.

But her eyes, her expression, and the aura emanating from her whole body are telling her extraordinary.

Like an immovable mountain, or an unmelting glacier.

Just like these majestic things, she is also so magnificent, ancient, and natural.

but……

She's shy, she's joyful, she's—singing?

"Can you tell me again, who are you? I want to hear the truth."

No, that was just her question.

Gao Yiyu came back to his senses, only to realize that what he just heard was not some colorful and wonderful music, but a simple question from a little girl.

After stabilizing his mentality a little, Gao Yiyu rubbed his eyes, he really got used to these magical things unconsciously.The ancient Greek laurel goddess Daphne, she and her laurel wreath, and herself as the harp itself...

Daphne's eyes expressed expectations, and Gao Yiyu could only respond.

"I'm--"

She wanted to say that she was an ordinary bard, but the person in front of her knew magic and was not an ordinary person.

Therefore, Gao Yiyu changed the prefix: "I am a bard who has traveled through history, and I am here to welcome you." And he took a step closer to her.

"...traveling...history?"

"Just as you come from ancient Greece, which is so far away, I come from a closer future. About a hundred years later, that will be my era and the forefront of history."

Gao Yiyu tried to take another step forward. Daphne was lowering her head, thinking about her words carefully, and did not refuse her approach.Daphne was sitting upright on the edge of the bed, putting the laurel wreath on her lap, and the laurel leaves matched the pale white gauze skirt very well.

Daphne suddenly noticed something and looked up in shock.

"pick me up?!"

"I'm here for your laurel wreath, and I'm here for you."

This surprised Daphne, she lost the calmness of nature before, and showed a panic she was not used to: "I don't quite understand..."

Gao Yiyu recalled her previous invitation and said that she could sit by the bed...but she always felt embarrassed.So after getting close enough, she stared at the nearby chairs, wanting to move to the Laurel Goddess and have a good chat with her.

But - a bit heavy...

The bard, who used magic power to cast the environment in the court before, is now struggling with the chair, and the image gap is a bit big.

"It's made of gold, it's very heavy." Daphne coughed, as if to ease her embarrassment, she patted the side of her bed again, signaling that she could sit beside her, "You're a girl, don't be so shy of."

Gao Yiyu gave up fighting with his body, thinking "gold, gold, valuable, let the hair go back", so he didn't care what Deli Duoli's reaction might be, and he just fought with the chair made of gold inlaid with gemstones Communication - empathy.

It took a lot of magic, but the chair took on an extraordinary new lease of life.

"—Thank you for freeing me from ignorance and nature, and endowing me with... soul."

"Then go and let me sit."

Just like that, the golden chair, who was so excited because of gaining consciousness, was silenced by Gao Yiyu.And this scene made Daphne feel a lot - of course, it wasn't because Gao Yiyu didn't want to sit by her bed.

Daphne whispered: "In this era, even the Patriarch of the Orthodox Church is just a mortal without magic power, but you... your magic power reminds me of the past, that era that is far away. The outstanding priest at that time , the leaders of various religions, and us who possess divinity, have magical powers like yours."

"Then, do you know yourself?" Gao Yiyu asked.

"I?"

"As far as I know the facts, you shouldn't be moving forward with history."

Daphne looked puzzled: "I don't understand what you mean."

Gao Yiyu also felt that this was a difficult situation to explain, but he still tried his best to organize the language: "You should have been just a historical legend, a myth, and died in your era. But the real you, and your laurel wreath, are not It will be preserved, and it will be preserved to this day."

"...meaning, the history I experienced is different from what you know? I shouldn't even exist?" This made Daphne startled from confusion, and she immediately asked, "This sounds too weird gone."

That's true - this little goddess who is too mature and has probably experienced thousands of years of history should not have existed.

Gao Yiyu said slowly: "I have a contract with the historical demon, so you can understand?"

"History... demon..." Daphne's small face was covered with a few dark clouds, cloudy and sunny, "that... monster who loves music so much?"

"That's right."

Gao Yiyu still barely remembered that when she first met Deridoli, she claimed to have existed since ancient Greece. It seems that there is still some overlap with this group of godlike guys?Although this spans thousands of years of history and spans the entire earth, there is also a feeling of seeing fellow villagers...

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Gao Yiyu said: "An enemy of the historical demon stole the magic power of a great musician, and used this magic power to falsify history, and summon you, the laurel and harp, from history to the forefront of history." .”

"This sounds too ridiculous. What kind of musician can provide such a huge magical power... subvert the history of me, a goddess, and summon it like a prop?!"

"Uh, a musician who likes coffee."

……

Meanwhile - the coffee-loving musician is experiencing chills, thrills, gains.

The Amber Palace is magnificent, but the danger outside is approaching-the team led by the treasure house guard is about to arrive.

Joannis was extremely anxious. If she failed to take away the laurels hidden here immediately and left first, the final result would probably be that she would be locked up in the treasury and freeze to death.

But the little guy borrowed from that bard is as reliable as a bard.

Meow Meow found where the things were.

"Is it the laurel crown?!"

"No!"

"What's that? A harp?"

"...It's...it's a..." Miaomiao said tremblingly, obviously discovering something extremely important, "It's..."

But before it could explain, the Amber Palace - a crack appeared and a sound came out.

"I see it tangled up there, like an amber box containing treasures, I want to unravel it to see it." Miaomiao explained awkwardly and aggrieved, "Who knows... it's, it's a pipe..."

Soon, Miaomiao's words were confirmed.

In this quiet and empty underground treasure house, the sound of cracks continued to come from above, and Joannis's face was pale.

Like a temporary drizzle, fragments of amber mixed with rusty metal fell from the roof of the Amber Palace.However, this is just a prelude.When Miaomiao quickly ran back to Joannis, Joannis realized the big problem and immediately ran towards the exit.

The fluffy red dress on her body was thrown back by her, and the boots she picked up while running were also thrown back because they didn't fit.

When she finally opened the door and took the first step outside——

The belated roar is like leaving the windows open in a thunderstorm.Then, the patter of amber fragments was like raindrops.Of course, there were also large chunks of amber falling to the ground.Joannis didn't quite understand what Meow Meow did, but——she heard it.

"Heating... pipes..." That was the words spoken by the treasury administrator outside the door in a distressed voice, "It exploded."

……

Gao Yiyu felt his butt wobble a little, and so did Daphne.

But I guess it was a slight earthquake?Hey, the room is quite warm, probably because the heating has been strengthened.After all, the Tsar is about to lose his braids now, and everyone has come to discuss succession, so there are more people who need to be warmed up...

Gao Yiyu was thinking about this, and said again: "Although I don't understand it very well, you are the embodiment of poetry and victory. The demon we call pop music hopes to summon you and use you to do something. what."

"Oh, I do understand that, as all kings and greats have demanded of me from time immemorial."

"Did they imprison you?"

"No, I'm just a musical instrument, but I'm also a goddess with magical powers." Daphne regained her confidence slightly, regained her sense of maturity, and continued in a beautiful voice, "This room is my own request, I Very fond of staying at home, so every fellow who makes a pact with me, like this, gives me a room in their palace."

Gao Yiyu was a little surprised, that is to say, this Greek goddess has lived... for thousands of years?Do you change your house every hundred years or hundreds of years and continue to live in it? !It's terrible, and what's even more terrible is that there are no electronic products, and it should be very scary to pass the time...

"Well... I'm actually a plant... so I have the calmness of a plant. For me, unless I meet someone like you who is worth talking to, I will sleep quietly in the way of a plant. .”

"Then you gave those kings victories and poems, and what you asked for was just such a house?"

"No—I'm asking for strings."

Gao Yiyu was very confused, asking for strings?What does it mean?riddle?Or a language communication error caused by a Deli Dolly translator?Or was her own word pronounced slurred?or……

"Do you know my history?"

"You didn't want to befriend Apollo, the sun god, and you became a laurel tree, and Apollo made you into a harp and a laurel wreath."

"...a friend... well... there are many problems, but the key points are fine for the time being... a part of me has become a harp, that's right—but bard, does a harp only need wood?"

"Still need strings... strings?"

"Thus, I am going through the years, asking for the unique strings from each passing year." Daphne said with a smile, "The sound of the times, that is exactly what I need."

……

ps

(Don't be ashamed, this time it's really too much to be addicted to the new game. I'm Moon Pigeon...but I'm going to go back to Moon Crow in the future!)

075.Maybe need to expand

Recap:

The heroine, Ms. Ioannis, was in trouble for a period of time because of the bombing of the Amber Palace and the damage to the cultural relics. The author has been busy releasing the heroine on bail these days, and it was not until today that she was able to continue the work with her.

...the following text...

……

Probably the people in the Winter Palace were adjusting the heating. Gao Yiyu felt that the air felt on his cheeks was a little subtle. They were no longer warm and dry, but turned into a cool feeling like being outside.

But in her heart, there was an unexpected passion burning.

Because she heard that wonderful phrase - the voice of the times.

Is this the goddess of laurel, the harp of ancient Greece, and what the little girl in front of me is looking for in history?

"The sound of the times... How can this kind of thing be turned into strings?" Gao Yiyu was first curious, "Compared to this, what is the sound of the times?"

"When a musician plucks the strings, the tremor becomes the tone. When a great man or great change shakes the world, the tremor of the world becomes the sound of the times."

Also feeling the cold, Daphne turned her collar up, and lowered half of her cheeks and neck, curling up like a hibernating animal, making her look even smaller when she was already young.

Her voice also became ambiguous through the fabric of the collar, as if she was changing her teeth.

——But it was a goddess describing the vast and long history.

"It's hard to understand, isn't it? But that's the truth. In order to know the voice of the times, I made a contract with those great people who can shake the world, and countries that can create great things, and come to the place closest to them-experience the times, witness the times .”

"Then... turn these experiences... into strings?"

"Yes! As expected of a bard from the future, you are the first human being to understand me."

Gao Yiyu laughed, and actually didn't understand at all-but he was not clueless.

Maybe it has something to do with magic power?It's no surprise now.Gao Yiyu would not be too surprised to see a lot of demons, devils, goddesses and the like.

"Just as you use magic to play music and weave a piece of beauty like nature, my strings are also related to magic. I use magic to feel the sound of the times, and its vibration will shape magic into strings. That's it, I have collected eight strings from Greece so far.”

"A harp with eight strings..."

The air gradually turned cold, as if someone had blown up the heating system, but Gao Yiyu, who was obsessed with what he saw and heard, did not notice the sudden drop in temperature at all.

As a music lover, she just pondered, what kind of temperament should be used to syncopate the eight-stringed harp?What about the tonality?This kind of ancient plucked stringed instruments is complicated and has countless ways of composition. What about the girl in front of me?

After contemplating for ten seconds, Gao Yiyu couldn't help but speak.

It was a wonderful, terribly impolite - but irresistible proposition.

"Can I... see your strings... or play a...?" This is probably the same as asking a girl if she can get naked for me to touch.

But the harp answered heartily: "You have seen it, and even heard it."