My Destiny Illustrated Book of Shape Moon

When Shuo Yue took her away, Bai Ye admitted that she was full of expectations.

Being able to intuitively contact the history of mankind, the gathering place of heroes... So what exactly is it?

Is it a large library that records ancient and modern history? Or a screening room showing the great achievements of the past? Is it the legendary round table gathering, or the journey of the kings during the banquet?

It was precisely because of such great expectations that Bai Ye's expression became so twitching when he stood at the door of the cafeteria.

"I said, Shuo Yue..."

"Well, what's the matter, Master?" The young man had already sat down at the dining table, smiling, with a fox hidden in his golden eyes, "As I said, countless heroes have gathered here, and countless heroes have been engraved on them. The place of human history.”

Raising his arms, he showed Bai Ye the bustling crowd in the cafeteria. The servants who had been hidden by their masters showed their bodies one after another, enjoying the joy of the food.

"Just like how the glorious King of Knights can be summoned by shouting 'Artoria is served!' in Great Britain, precisely because he understands the preciousness of a meal, no hero will let this wonderful moment pass by. "

It seemed that he had revealed the secret of being fooled by the Noble Phantasm, but Shuo Yue was indifferent and just admired Bai Ye's wonderful expression, with a wicked smile on his lips.

"How about it, Master? All the heroes in human history are right in front of you!"

That's not something I can touch. Didn't you notice that the other masters are staring at you?

With a 'pop' sound, Bai Ye put his hand on his face and sighed silently.

I'm so stupid, really.

You shouldn't believe Shuo Yue's lies!

For the 10,086th time, Kishinami Hakuno was shaken by someone's evil tricks, but he was helpless, as helpless as a child.

"Shuoyue, you know how to bully me. You can recognize who they are at a glance, but how can I know the information about the servants just by looking at their faces..."

The girl lay on the table and muttered. She was obviously the master, but she didn't have any momentum at all. Instead, she looked like a soft girl next door. Beside her, her intimate brother chuckled, his eyes flickered, and an idea suddenly took shape.

Just do what comes to mind.

"Then listen carefully Bai Ye, where do these followers come from, what kind of bloodline they inherited, and in which civilization circle they left their stories..."

Bai Ye looked up in shock and saw the young man tapping his knuckles on the dining table and clearing his throat.

He said: "I will let them tell you personally."

Before Hakuno Kishinami could react, the servant beside her stood up and brushed his hands in front of him.

Projection magic unfolds and material construction begins.

The cafeteria fell into silence for an instant, and the aura of magic spread unabashedly, causing countless people to look back in shock.

Who is so bold as to use magic in the academy?

Their eyes focused, and everyone saw the tall and handsome young man, and the guqin quietly placed in front of him.

Musician? What is the purpose of all this sudden commotion?

Some people frowned in confusion, some sneered disdainfully, but there were also a few people who shook their wine glasses. When they noticed the small hammer held in Shuo Yue's right hand, their eyes widened, unable to hide their surprise.

"Could it be that……"

Without keeping the spectators waiting, Shuo Yue pressed down his left hand and tapped the strings with the small hammer.

Boom——!

The sad and exciting tones rose, suppressing all the noisy sounds, and the sound of rebellion was played, while the new moon beat the time and hummed an ancient melody.

"The wind is rustling and the water is cold. Once a strong man is gone - he will never come back!"

The music that was once sung while building a building by the Yishui River now sounded again above the bright moon on the other side. Without letting Shuo Yue wait for too long, a beauty in white robes stood up with a wine bottle in her hand and paid him a distant respect. Drinking wine and laughing boldly:

"Explore the tiger's den and enter the dragon's palace, look up to the sky and exhale and it will turn into a white rainbow!"

The autumn wind is bleak and the water is cold. There is only one person who once used this song with his sword to carve an immortal mark for thousands of years!

The small hammer disappeared, the clapper was excited, the young man wore a strong sword, stared in disbelief and shouted in anger, the blood was flowing to the sky.

"Jiujiao Lao Qin, restore our rivers and mountains!"

"We will fight until the blood is shed dry!"

In a trance, countless armored soldiers roared behind them. Even if there was only one of them, the majestic old tune made people's blood boil. It was like seeing thousands of troops swallowing up mountains and rivers!

In an instant, the cafeteria was boiling with excitement. There were berserkers who looked like tigers and wolves, hammering down the dining tables and roaring in unwillingness to be outdone. The man who looked like a strategist chuckled, not concealing his respect and fear... In front of the country of the First Emperor, No hero with the blood of Yanhuang can suppress the resonance of his soul!

Qin's war songs, Da Feng songs, and even Chinese ballads from later generations resounded, not to be outdone. Some masters have realized the problem and hurriedly pushed their followers to leave. However, no matter whether they were obedient or rebellious, those followers, or heroes, were as if they had roots under their feet and refused to move. They just remained quietly, Watching everything in front of you expectantly.

Look, the story of the past is being played again here——

It's like the prologue to the stage has begun, the programs are presented one after another, and the heroes are waiting, waiting for their opportunity to enter!

So, the musician waved away the instruments in front of him, and the projection magic reappeared. This time, what appeared in the air were French horns, trumpets, drums, and guisara!

Before the knowledgeable servants could shout, passionate military songs rang out in the cafeteria. When Shuo Yue opened her mouth and hummed the first line, many of the servants stood up in ecstasy and waved. Raise your fists and shout at the top of your lungs——

"Victrix, ROMA!"

Long live Rome!

If we say that one emperor has determined the nine states of China for eternity, then in the West, only the Roman Empire is the shining star that connects the past and the future and is still extremely dazzling!

"Semper fortis, Natiō Rōmāna!"

Cheers resounded, and one of them, a rich man wearing a golden-red tribune uniform, was the most excited. Outside the cafeteria, a beautiful figure hurried past, then stepped back, her green eyes sparkling.

Is this opening a theater performance in...? !

How can something like this be left out!

She walked forward happily, but suddenly, the girl's face froze. She remembered that there was a little red dragon waiting for feeding at home, so she could only sigh with regret and hurried back.

It doesn't matter, next time, next time I must let everyone see Yu Tianlai's voice!

In the cafeteria, when Rome's military song played, the warm atmosphere once again rose to a climax. In the midst of such joy, leaving the future bloody fight behind, Bai Ye tugged on Shuo Yue's sleeves.

"What's wrong?" Shuo Yue, who was in Jingluo's ecstasy, put down her arms, saw Bai Ye's hands clasped to her mouth, and shouted with all her strength:

"how did you do it?"

In Hakuno, no, it should be said that in the eyes of many Masters, this carnival was inexplicable from beginning to end.

It's just a person suddenly standing up and humming to himself - doing this in any modern restaurant will only cause everyone to watch in silence or look at the fun.

But only here, only in front of these heroes who are nobler and more solemn than anyone else, such a presumptuous behavior has become so calm, so much so that it has now become a cultural exchange between different civilizations and different regions. concert!

It’s really hard to understand!

I don’t understand why these noble heroes can be so childish.

I don't even understand why... I couldn't help myself and started humming along!

"This is magic, Hakuno."

Shuo Yue chuckled, admiring the masterpiece he created, feeling the warm light refracted in the ocean of soul, smiling, extremely satisfied.

Imagine that a character who died a hundred or even a thousand years ago was suddenly reborn in distant modern times and in the distant moon.

The old friend has become a handful of loess, his glory is gone, and his story has become a few strokes in the history books for future generations to read, marvel at, and enshrine on the altar like worshiping a god.

How lonely is this?

Apart from the contract with their master, the only thing that anchors them is their own pride.

In those songs that were passed down to future generations with them, all loneliness and loneliness seem to have memories. Undifferentiated compassion is placed on the melody, soothing every lonely consciousness, calming all emptiness, and calming all fears. Bringing forth the promised deliverance.

Even though things are different and people are different.

It's like returning to the past time again, under the bright sunshine, recalling the impassioned laughter of my friends, or the iron horse glacier in my dream.

"As long as you're alive, be relaxed and happy."

The lyre appeared in the hands of the young man. Shuo Yue greedily admired the scene of the heroes laughing, then lowered his golden eyes and swept the strings like the Greek sun god. The clear and melodious sound was transmitted, accompanied by his smooth voice. singing.

"Let everything be carefree for you, life is too short, time will destroy it."

It was a drinking song that I asked the sage Chiron for advice during the Holy Grail War. In the prosperous ancient Greece, people sat together like this, softly singing the tunes of Sekylos, pushing cups and changing cups, enjoying the final destination. End of life.

The gentle and melodious melody slowly emerges and disperses in the air. It is not rough or intense, but as quiet as spring water, covering everything lightly, smoothing away the restlessness and restlessness, and bringing all souls to peace. .

The third magic moves on its own, spreading in all directions like rain. Even though the instruments and music scores are changeable, everything the creators want to say, the emotions they want to express, and the melodies they want to create resonate like never before, making the heroes The soul is rejoicing, filled with hope and longing.

Even if it is already, the song ends and everyone disperses.

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"You guys really caused quite a scene, Sakuyue and Hakuno."

Although they quietly changed tables, an acquaintance found them quickly. Her twin ponytails were swaying, and the slender girl in red crossed her arms and looked at them helplessly.

"Thanks to you, we found a total of five Chinese servants, thirteen Roman servants and nine Greek servants, as well as American servants who spontaneously sang the national anthem, etc... Even my servant has released his spirit form and is singing Irish folk songs with his acquaintances over there."

"What a gathering of heroes." Shuo Yue raised her wine glass and greeted Lin from a distance, "You have also collected a lot of information, haven't you?"

"With the war coming soon, the current information can be said to be the most valuable and useless thing." Rin rolled his eyes, pulled out his chair and sat down, and suddenly asked in a deep voice.

"A few days ago, what happened in January to the sea, where a large number of masters died inexplicably...is it related to you?"