In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

Under the occlusion of information, with Mary's IQ and experience, she couldn't think of any good solution. It happened that the maid brought the clothes, and she turned her head and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, invite Amadeus first."

Hearing this name, the corners of Dion's eyes twitched, and he went to call someone reluctantly...

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In the hall on the second floor of the Palace of Versailles, the melodious symphony reverberated, and the blond young man standing on the stage waved his hands, while a group of 'birdmen' with wings on their backs were playing various musical instruments. Looking at it, Rosen's previous violin solo was basically useless.

As if the muse, the goddess of art, was in person, the sound of the music was mesmerizing. Queen Mary was completely immersed in it, tapping her fingers rhythmically.Dion, who was standing beside him, frowned slightly, as if he was examining a pervert.

It's all this guy!If it weren't for these raucous sounds that disturbed Her Majesty's mind, the situation would not be as critical as it is now!In other words, didn't you ask him to discuss countermeasures?What about this concert?

No matter how melodious the music is, it can't solve the knight's troubles, but the queen is enjoying it, so he can't disturb it.

The symphony usually lasted ten minutes, and when the knight got impatient, the music finally fell. The man on the stage bowed to salute, and Queen Mary applauded softly.

"Amadeus, your "Thirty-first Symphony" is still so beautiful."

The queen is very polite. Although there are rumors about the two of them all over Europe, they really have nothing to do with each other.

Mary admired Mozart's music, and Mozart - of course, admired the Queen's beauty.

"Dear Mary, it is the most exciting thing in the world that you like my music." Mozart stepped forward and kissed his hands. Nero said.

The queen withdrew her hand, and a gentle smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Unfortunately, I won't be able to hear your music soon, Amadeus, go back to Germany."

"Why? I was going to live in Paris forever."

"Because this place is no longer safe, musicians are not suitable to live in the vortex." Mary smiled poignantly, the guillotine might have to go up again.

Mozart's eyelids drooped, and he didn't say any passionate words. He said slowly, "No, I'll stay in Paris. Although I'm not smart enough and I don't have much hope for fighting power, at least I can make music calm the pain."

"Mary, I happen to have composed a Requiem, and I dedicate it to you now."

The perfect attitude of an artist, and what is even more commendable is the accurate grasp of one's own position. The queen was not in a hurry, and was about to nod in agreement, when the white lily knight stepped forward and interrupted.

"Forgive me for being rude, Your Majesty, now is not the time to enjoy music! And Mr. Mozart, please go back to Germany!"

"Dion~~~ Stay elegant." Mary didn't count as a reprimand, seeing the knight staring blankly, she reminded with a smile: "The enemy is just trying to make us mess up, as long as we don't make mistakes, no one dares to go to Versailles." Let the palace be presumptuous!"

"As long as the sky is bright, the earth is full of grace, and the people are happy, I don't care about rights or anything."

These French heroic spirits have a taste of 'love and peace'. It can be said that they are innocent, but their personality and dreams are admirable.

Dion, who fully understood the darkness of the world, wanted to say that the other party only wanted to die, but he couldn't say anything when he got to his mouth, so he had to stand aside with his sword in one hand.

After a small episode, Mozart returned to the stage with a smile on his face and continued to play, and a not-so-strong magic power permeated the hall.This is nothing to pay attention to, because the other party used magic to create the orchestra.

The weeping requiem sounded, and the melodious melody made everyone in the hall close their eyes, as if immersed in it.

Since it is a requiem area, it is naturally different from a lullaby. After the soothing prelude, as the magic power increases, the style of the music becomes more exciting, as if praising, praising the merciful god of death!

All things are mortal, such as human beings, and heroic spirits, the difference between the two is only time, only when the god of death wields a sickle, can he obtain eternal peace.

After entering the third movement, Dion's eyes suddenly opened, and after a short period of confusion, they were as sharp as knives.

Something is wrong!The magic fluctuation is too strong!

He looked at Mozart on the stage. The man was waving his baton crazily, and there was a faint golden light between his hands. At this moment, Dion noticed a trace of familiar aura, and this aura he had once seen in another person I vaguely felt it.

Richelieu! ?

choke--

Without any hesitation, without even having time to think about the relationship between the two, the stabbing sword at his waist was unsheathed instantly, and the whole person turned into an afterimage and stabbed forward.

The sudden burst of murderousness woke everyone up. Mary was a little dazed, the maids were at a loss, and Mozart smiled.

What a vigilant knight, unfortunately, too late!

The baton swung down suddenly, like the final chapter of the music, more like the arrival of the merciful god of death, and the 'birdmen' holding various instruments pulled the strings at the same time.

hum!

The sound waves overflowed, and a bunch of golden light gathered to illuminate the entire hall, followed by soft words from the performer:

"Listen! Magical melody. "Requiem for Death""

At this moment, the light was so strong that it was dazzling, and the knight who had rushed forward stabbed the sword in his hand desperately!

Even though the comprehensive combat power is third-rate, there is no comparable power that directly penetrates the enemy's defense, and nails it to the wall at the same time as the sound waves explode!After a sword strike, Dion also half-kneeled on the ground. He felt his magic power decrease rapidly, and a vicious curse was eroding his life.

'Treasure Phantasm Direct Strike! ? '

Terrible thoughts came to his mind, he quickly turned his head to look, and saw that Queen Mary was also hit, her face was pale, and the maids were even more miserable, bleeding from all seven orifices and falling to the ground, obviously dead.

"Why!?" The knight, who failed to fulfill his duty of protection, almost went mad. He couldn't think of any reason for this pervert to kill the queen.

"Because——" Mozart gently pulled out the blade and fell to the ground. A few strands of blood sprang from his chest, and he stopped quickly, "I just activated him!"

Not only Dieng, but even Queen Mary's pupils shrank suddenly. It is impossible for the musician to recover at a super speed, combined with his words...

"who are you!?"

"I'm Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart." The man kept smiling, but suddenly became grim: "Anyone!"