Battle of the Two Cities: Begins with the Mage

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

This is a lively and cheerful girl, and although she may seem a little timid, she will immediately become enthusiastic when she hears your soul singing a beautiful melody.

"Sister Katarina, 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."

"Orianna, it's going to be alright, your vocals have 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 words 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 be friendly with people who sing the song of sunshine, which makes her heart happy.

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

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

Out of desperation, hope comes, and she loves the beat!

Orianna's expression remained calm, and 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... let Seraphine play during the heart transplant?"

Orianna was a little hesitant. She had only one chance. She didn't know if Seraphine would be able to do it, and she wasn't sure whether she could still 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've been singing, Orianna, have been changing lately. But...I'm inexperienced."

Her two little hands were entwined, and anxiety swept 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 here, and as long as Miss Seraphine can sing it, the success rate of the operation will be close to 99%. The remaining 1% depends only on your determination, Miss Orianna."

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

"Mr Ryan, what is a 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 dead rest in peace...the living died."

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

There are too many tomes about the soul in the Immortal Citadel, most of which are left over from hundreds of years ago.

He had reason to suspect that Lady Pale was 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 documenting the mysteries of magic cry in the unknown corners of Noxus, and he is looking forward to the change in three months.

If conditions permit, he hopes that Swain will slaughter the nobles, and the scrolls 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, and I believe in your singing, it will turn back into 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 use your best emotions, to sing, to play. Don't worry about anything going wrong, it's all about me."

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

"%@amp;..."

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.

"porvida"

Another piece of lyrics was sung by her with her own melody, but for some reason, she wanted to sing cheerfully, but the singing voice not only

There was no such emotion, even 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 was also in pain, but she still sang along the characters unconsciously. At this time, she seemed to have forgotten her original intention.

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

to the final resting place...

die!

The light cyan light beam is getting brighter and brighter, and everyone can feel the pain of being torn from their souls.

"vidallegaráaldesso"

The song grew louder and louder, the sad voice turned into a passionate, and as the song was about to climax, a trace of struggle appeared on Seraphine's face.

"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 sing about death, Requiem shouldn't kill people!

Seraphine pursed her lips, and 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 into soothing, sincere smiles.

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

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

Her voice became smoother and more rhythmic.

The singing has completely changed.

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

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

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