The performance was so successful that even Andonara, the queen, was fascinated by modern music, not to mention other people.
The members of the Vienna Opera Company had another acrophobia after they came down from the top of the pillar.
After a few minutes of rest, Britney walked to Roland and said, "We're going to Delpon next. Are you coming with us?"
The members of the Vienna Opera Company looked at her in surprise.
Roland shook his head. "I'm going on a study tour with the magic apprentices. Maybe later."
Thinking for a moment, Roland continued, "However, Delpon is half my territory. After you get there, you can ask Vincent in the Magic Tower to build a small theater outside of the city with the magic apprentices. It shouldn't be hard." “
Britney smiled. "Okay, thank you."
Then, he nodded at his friends in the Vienna Opera Company and left with Andonara and Vivian.
He found that the members of the Vienna Opera Company looked weird, but he didn't think much of it.
It was a tree-shaded path back to the hotel. The setting sun left bright golden spots in the woods. As they walked side by side, Andonara woke up from the lingering music. She looked at Roland and said, "Ms. Britney was inviting you to go with her."
Roland didn't understand what Andonara meant. He replied, "But I'm going on a study tour with Vivian and the magic apprentices."
"That's not what I meant!" Andonara looked at Roland's face, which was even more baffling. Then, she chuckled and said, "Forget it. It's nothing."
Vivian's eyebrows curved into crescents as she smiled.
Roland's EQ wasn't low, but most of his attention was focused on magic.
Besides, he had Andonara and Vivian next to him, and he didn't want to flirt with any more women in the game, so he subconsciously didn't understand what Britney said.
After they returned to the hotel, the few magic apprentices gathered and discussed the different music they had just heard.
Most of the civilians didn't receive much education, and their comments were usually limited to one or two words.
Things like 'extremely nice', 'very nice', and so on.
The magic apprentices were all nobles. Jerry's comment was much more artistic. "I'm like a baby sleeping in a cradle made of clouds, and beautiful and holy angels are singing softly next to my ears. The music is as sweet as honey. If possible, I would like to never wake up from such a beautiful dream."
The other magic apprentices' comments were as artistic as Jerry's.
He was even speaking incoherently.
Roland felt embarrassed listening to this.
But this was very normal. In a world that didn't even have enough food to eat and was in turmoil, and most importantly, there were no historical records. In such a world, even if a good piece of music occasionally appeared, without official records, how long could it last?
He didn't have any techniques or systems.
From the perspective of modern people, the human world could be described as a cultural desert.
When faced with modern music, it was a dimensional reduction attack. It was normal to be crushed.
After listening to their awkward boasting for a while, Roland returned to his room, and Andonara immediately followed him.
Hardly had he entered the room when Andonara held his left hand and was about to speak with a smile.
But at this moment, Roland was suddenly stunned. Then, he pushed Andonara aside and caught her. With a snap of his fingers, a Inferior Fireball appeared out of nowhere and shot to the corner on their right.
Andonara also realized what was going on. She squatted and raised her right hand from her skirt, and a short sword appeared in her hand.
Although Great Swordsmen were "big," it didn't mean that they were only good at heavy weapons.
On the contrary, they could actually use any kind of weapon. If Andonara were given a mace, she would be able to use it vigorously.
She used a sword only because it looked better.
The fireball suddenly froze halfway through its flight. Roland said quickly, "Back off."
But Andonara didn't listen to him. Instead, she moved and stood in front of Roland.
Then, she shook her wrist, and a fan-shaped sword aura was unleashed, faster and more powerful.
But like the Inferior Fireball, the transparent arc-shaped sword aura disappeared without a sound when it approached the corner.
"Run!" Andonara looked at the corner in panic.
As a Great Swordsman, she was naturally strong. Also, the sword aura was one of her bloodline skills and was extremely powerful.
How strong could she be to make such an attack disappear without a sound?
Andonara stood in front of Roland and tried to back off, trying to push Roland out of the room. She had only one thought on her mind at this moment, and that was to protect Roland, who was relatively vulnerable as a Mage.
He was the first man that she had truly chosen.
At such a dangerous moment, many things couldn't be overthought or scrutinized. That was why it was said that the more dangerous a situation was, the clearer a person could be.
Roland reached out and pressed his hand on Andonara's soft shoulder, trying to pull her back.
But after he tried, he found that he couldn't move her at all. Instead, he was pushed back by Andonara with her back and was about to leave the room.
After all, she was a Great Swordsman of a higher level than him. It would be strange if he could move her.
"Andonara!" Roland roared. "You idiot, I'm a Golden Son. I can't die …"
At this moment, a dazzling white light suddenly appeared in the corner.
Although their eyes were blinded by the white light, neither of them blinked. Instead, they became even more vigilant, fearing that an attack would come at this moment.
Roland instantly cast a Magic Shield on himself. Then, he grabbed Andonara's shoulder with his left hand and tried to pull her back.
But Andonara was even tougher. She stood in front of Roland and even pushed him back.
When the two parties were at an impasse, they suddenly heard a mocking laugh from the front. "You two are so close."
The voice was sweet and pleasant, with a hint of sacredness that made people want to kneel and worship it.
At this moment, the two of them could gradually see what was in front of them.
A beauty with white wings on her back was standing in the corner.
"An angel?" Andonara was slightly relieved.
According to the legends, angels were orderly and kind. It was reasonable to say that they wouldn't attack them.
But Andonara didn't completely relax her wariness. After all, there was no telling what the angel was thinking when she was hiding in the corner.
Looking at Andonara's wariness, the angel smiled, and her sacred and smooth face seemed to emit a vague halo. "Rest assured. You would've been dead if I wanted to harm you."
In comparison, Roland was much calmer, because he recognized that the angel was the one who fell into the pit a few days ago, and the one who brought Falken into paradise a few months ago.
The angel of the Paradise of Life.
"I've seen you before." Roland walked out from behind Andonara.
The angel looked at Roland. "I remember you too."
Andonara felt that her mouth was sour, as if she had drunk some special seasoning.
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