This witch calls me daddy

Chapter 46 Mom’s Song

"Xilia, a believer in the magic of life, a favored one of the God of Fertility, holding the lush miracle in her hand, is the symbol of the protective banner.

All along, she has blessed the vast area of ​​Xilu Mountain Plains with her life, guarded the west of the human front, and resisted the invasion of dark magic forces.

Under the leadership of Xilia, people built the great magical city "Yanbara Castle" in the Western Riku Mountain Plains and built it into the strongest fortress in the West.

In this land, she is regarded as an existence equivalent to the mother of the forest. People love her, support her, believe in her, and are proud to be her people.

However, Shanyuan Castle is facing the gaze of dark forces.

The dark king entrenched at the Spine of the World, the Demon King Derian who controls the power of death and corruption, has been coveting Yamahara Castle, trying to infiltrate and corrode this land.

As a result, Xilia led the Yamahara magicians to resist the invasion of the Death Army again and again.

Finally, in a battle between the Faith of Life and the Faith of Death, he successfully defeated Derrian and his minions. Not only did he win, he even killed Derrian on the spot and seized his scepter.

The entire Yamahara City was celebrating the victory, and Xilia's glorious deeds spread throughout the human magic camp.

But no one noticed at the time...it was all just Derrian's conspiracy. "

When Anjie said this, she paused for a moment.

Bering hit Lu Ye with his elbow in the ribs, causing him to grimace in pain. Only then did he react and quickly unscrew the bottle of mineral water and hand it to Anjie.

After taking a sip, Anjie put down the bottle, wiped the corners of her mouth, and then continued:
"In that false victory, Derian used his death to sow the seeds of corruption, which infected the source of magic of the guardian of the mountain. Under the secret erosion and corruption, Xilia gradually lost her control over magic and The control of will has fallen out of control.

In order to avoid hurting innocent people, Xilia entrusted the Holy City to others, and left alone with her last will, escaping into the mountains to seek a way to save herself.

but……

She failed.

Derian, the power of death, not only stole Xilia's reproductive power and successfully resurrected her from the dead, but also corrupted and enslaved Xilia, driving her to become a corrupted disaster sacrifice, and in turn launched an attack on Yamahara City.

Shanyuan City has lost its shelter, people have lost their faith, the mountains and forests have been corrupted and fallen, the sky is filled with withering and despair, and no one can stop the coming of death.

The holy city of Shanyuan is about to fall.

Seeing the suffering of her people and the devastation of the earth, Xilia, who had degenerated into a corrupted disaster sacrifice, with the help of secrets, peeled off the last trace of rational mind, disintegrated the source of her magic, and at the cost of dissipating her will, she The will to breed and the power of death merged and gave birth to a daughter named: Aylan.

Aylan was born in the mire of death, and she was born covered in thorns of flesh and blood. Although she was carrying the power of corrupted life, she retained the last will of Siliya.

She chose to side with the light faction and fought to the death against the Demon King's army in order to protect Yamahara Castle.

In the end, Aylan persisted until the arrival of magical reinforcements, defeated Derrian, broke the death scepter, and personally prevented the death of the mountains.

However, although she won, she was still unable to save Xilia and had to purify the remnants of her corruption with her own hands, ending her mother's pain.

After that, Ayilan, who was born from corruption and breeding, could not get the blessing of the Holy Light, so she could only hide in the mountains and stay away from the world.

According to legend, she eventually settled in the quagmire of death and stayed alone with the ghost of her deceased mother throughout her life.

Many years later, the Holy City of Shanyuan is still standing, and the Guangming Shrine has been rebuilt. People have regained their faith, prayed for blessings, and wished that the divine power would forever protect the mother and daughter who had a rough fate. "

At this point, Anjie said that the story was over, but just like last time, she softly sang a ballad in a strange spell tone:
"Mom~"

"The morning in the forest is your gentle gaze"

"The gurgling river is your tears flowing"

"The steep rocks are your strong arms"

"But where is the place where your soul rests..."

"Mom~"

"What you nurtured me is the tenacity of flesh and blood" "What you guided me is the bright faith"

"What you gave me was the power of death."

"But how can we have a way back..."

……

After singing the last verse, Anjie sat back and looked at Lu and Bai calmly.

Although the story is very short, due to Anjie's unique narration and spell-like singing, the whole story has a unique charm, which made the two listeners unable to recover for a long time.

In the end, it was Lu Ye who responded first and looked at Anjie with some confusion: "I didn't know... you could also sing..."

Anjie pursed her lips: "I signed up for the choir."

Uh, it really does happen.

Lu Ye looked at Bai Ling: "What do you think...?"

Bering nodded very slowly: "Bitterness is beautiful." He asked Lu Ye again, "What do you think?"

Lu Ye calmed down his mood first, and then understood it from a creative perspective: "The plot rises and falls, suppresses for a long time and then rises. The emotional pressure is enough, it can be divided into four acts, with slight changes. It's just... the story revolves around the mother and daughter. , the casting pressure is relatively high, and the best actors have image differences. The more prominent the relationship between mother and daughter, the stronger the tragic emotion."

Bering nodded, thought for a while, and said: "I have a master here who has a good voice and a versatile voice. He can control the role of both positive and negative mothers, but as for my daughter..."

Seeing that Bering was a little hesitant, Lu Ye knew why.

Although there are many girls in the drama club, the position of "daughter" is limited first, and only some petite and frail girls can take on the role.

Otherwise, the image of mother and daughter would be the same, and they would not have the sense of identity that the story requires.

In addition, most of the drama club are costume enthusiasts. The flat surface for shooting is no problem, but the stage performance is a bit challenging, and the singing skills are even more difficult to describe...

But what he and Bering had always envisioned was singing and dancing. The stage is beautiful when you sing and dance at the same time.

In this way, the requirements are a bit high.

Bering looked at An Jie who had returned to her tranquility and suddenly smiled: "Isn't this ready-made? I can't think of anyone who can sing this... unique flavor. Can your daughter try it?"

Lu Ye was startled. He had never thought of letting primary school students come on stage to carry the flag.

But thinking about it on the other hand, it might actually work.

Anjie just looks young, but she is an adult at heart. Her understanding and behavior management are definitely fine, and she won't have the fear of losing control in children's dramas.

Coupled with her unique singing style that is almost a natural talent...

This is the smell of a witch!Most people can’t learn it!

Maybe...he still has his own unique trump card!

I just don’t know if Anjie herself is willing?
He looked at Anjie questioningly.

The little devil's expression remained calm, showing no signs of sadness or joy, and she did not express her position.

Because this is a song about my mother.

When she sang, she felt deeply.

　It's not a stand-alone game. The main reason is that I don't have enough time to code, so I rarely interact directly.I spend all my time either thinking or coding, hoping to make this story better.Thank you for your support.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)