"Solo? But Yu has long been tired of listening to world famous songs."

"This is an original creation, and no one has ever performed it before in the world." Rosen smiled confidently.

"You can actually compose music??" Nero was a little surprised. Even a genius like her can only come up with excellent works when she has a sudden inspiration.

Suspicion was not concealed, and at this moment, the 'Flower God' coughed lightly.

"Nero, let Your Excellency try it, what if it surprises us?"

There was something troublesome in her eyes, a mercenary could be said to be interested in musical instruments, but how could it be possible to compose such a difficult thing!She can't wait to enjoy the 'nursery rhymes'.

Just in time, let the idiot Nero also experience the pain.

"Alright, just give it a try, but I have to say it first, if you come up with some ugly works, I will be angry~~~"

"Don't worry, you will be satisfied."

After a little preparation, Nero sent someone to deliver the violin, and solemnly stated that he made the violin himself. He also used it when Master Mozart came to Rome last time. I hope Rosen will not insult this famous instrument.

Rosen smiled and said nothing. The tyrant seemed really looking forward to it. If he played the 'nursery rhyme' by himself, he probably wouldn't be able to get out of the gate.

The girl in front of the harp was ready. He took a deep breath and stood on the high platform. He looked back at the audience. Apart from the two heroic spirits, there were many audience members. They were musicians in the court, and most of them had disdainful expressions on their faces. .

what is this?Performing arts to save girls?

Rosen suddenly had this strange idea, raised the violin, and nodded to the girl who was still familiar with the music score.

"let's start."

ding ding ding...

The soft harp prelude sounded. Looking at the identical face, he seemed to think of the king on the grassland with both hands leaning on a sword. Rosen felt strong emotions, and gently pulled the strings with his right hand.

The soothing, long melody sounded, and Nero trembled all over. She who was lying on the seat immediately sat up straight, her green eyes were full of blankness, and she looked at the man on the stage.

And the sly smile on Cloris's face suddenly disappeared, as if she heard something incredible.

The melodious melody continued, slow, soft and proud.It's like a king who has gained strength and embarked on a journey since then, and has to endure pain and loneliness during the journey, but he accepts everything calmly, standing alone on the hill and letting it go with the wind.

Even if you betray, even if you are not understood, even if you are doomed to suffer, the king will never care. With a calm mood and an indifferent attitude, he looks forward firmly.

Nero leaned forward, her eyes narrowed, and she felt a strong resonance from it—the king is always lonely.

Rosen, who was playing, was also thinking. Inexplicably, the lonely king on the hill had become himself, and there were layers of corpses piled up under the hill.

I used to be similar to the King of Knights...

Carrying fate on one's back, one walks along the way, leaving only mountains of corpses and seas of blood behind. Killing is gratifying, killing is fascinating. How can the hearts of ordinary people control such a huge power!

Only gradually, several figures appeared beside him, Mordred, Jack, Arash... many, many people appeared beside him, and the melodious melody suddenly changed.

Become high, become warm, the harp stops, only the violin continues to sing.

Not only loneliness and arrogance, but also a touch of warmth, a force called fetters is condensing people's hearts.

Glory becomes insignificant, or in other words, moving forward hand in hand is the most important emotion. The strength gathered between people will form a sharp blade, piercing a hole in this demonic sky!

Just a few minutes seemed to last for several years. When the last note fell, Rosen's eyes suddenly opened.

PS: For the second half of this chapter, please refer to "Glory of the King of Knights". The final variation is in my mind. Unfortunately, I can't compose music, and I can't play the violin. You can make up your own mind.

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The sound of the violin fell, and needles could be heard in the entire hall. It was not until Rosen bowed and saluted that thunderous applause sounded at the same time.

Nero woke up like a dream, his face was shining with excitement, he rushed to the stage, grabbed Rosen and asked, "What's the name of this song?"

what is it call?If it was plagiarized intact, he might change it to "Glory of the King", but the second half of the variation has changed most of the genre, and it is no longer appropriate to call it this.

"Let's call it Glory."

"Glory..." Nero chewed on the word and nodded emphatically, "Well, it's called this!"

Everyone's glory is different. King Arthur in Britain is proud of his country and responsibility, Rosen is proud of the heroic spirits who went forward together, and Nero is proud of Rome and himself.

Under her rule, Rome cannot be said to be capable of fighting, but at least it is one of the happiest places in the world.

This became Nero's glory, a 'Utopia' in her mind.

"The song is good, it makes me want to go back to Greece to find my companions." Cloris also walked over, with a much more genuine smile this time.

In the eyes of civilized people, those who don't know art, who don't understand the rhythm, are barbarians no matter how good they are. The man in front of him is obviously different, and he deserves to come from the ancient East.

"Flora, you can't go back! Yu still has a lot of things to do!" Nero was a little anxious, quickly skipped this topic, and waved to Rosen: "Let's go, have dinner with Yu."

The tyrant appears to be extremely happy, and there is nothing like a good tune.

The goodwill was raised again, and Rosen threw his mental power back into the sea of ​​consciousness, and found that the words on the note had disappeared, and a smile of "planning" appeared on the corner of his mouth.

To get a good impression, you must match what you like. Compared with the "fisting heart" of the bear boy, Nero is really easy to pass.

"Glory of the King of Knights" doesn't work?Then come a few more, what about Hisaishi Joe and Richard Clayderman all come again, anyway, there is no chance for these composers to shine in this world eroded by monsters.

Nero seemed to be overwhelmed with inspiration, and she talked about music all the way, but fortunately, her attention was all on the musical instruments, and she was not in the mood to compose operas.When he walked to the dining room, the waiter had already served the dishes. Rosen took a look and saw that the tyrant's food was really good, and that's the portion...

With all due respect, King Arthur could eat it all by himself.

Everyone sat down, took the towels and wiped their hands, and began to eat. Civilized people always eat slowly. Even Rosen only needs to suppress the overeating, and slowly cut the steak with a knife and fork. Seeing that Nero was still talking Music score, a meal in hand.

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