Silent Crown Chapter 78: It’s okay to see

　　 Decades ago, when the Asgardians launched a project called the Berserker in order to strengthen their defenses. This plan aims to train powerful soldiers who exceed human limits.

　　Because the training funds and cycle of the musicians themselves are too high, after all, they are a minority on the battlefield. Sometimes a team may not be able to be allocated to a musician. And the talent of the musician himself is too extravagant to support it. If one is accidentally broken, the commander of the army will also feel heartbroken.

　　 Therefore, most of the time, the victory or defeat itself can only be placed on the soldiers.

　　 So, someone came up with a compromise: then it would be good to select and train people with talent as a musician in the army.

　　 They don’t need to be as versatile as regular musicians. What they learn is carefully selected ‘battlefield music’. Even the primary purpose is not to kill the enemy, but to strengthen themselves and their teammates.

　　 In this case, even learning a few basic runes, reaching the apprentice level is enough to provide support in most cases. If it can reach the rhythm level, the combat effectiveness of the entire squad will be completely reborn.

　　 And such mass-produced fighters are not so expensive that they are unacceptable like musicians, and sometimes they can be appropriately damaged in exchange for an overall advantage.

　　The final result was the birth of a unit called the Berserker. This group of soldiers, who can't even be called a qualified musician, is dubbed by regular musicians as "defective products" and "consumables." But on the battlefield, they played an amazing role and even developed a technique called ‘Battle Cry’.

　　To this day, the berserkers wearing bearskin armor and armed with rune battle axes have become an army that is no less inferior to the noble knights. They ‘Battle Cry’ used runes and music scores to strengthen themselves and their teammates, and repeatedly performed miracles on the battlefield.

　　 Of course, such moves have been followed, including Angru.

　　 Dominic once served as the trainer of the "Military Musician". As far as he knows, there was a secret army called the Dragoons that was made up of such soldiers, but even many people in the army probably didn't know the existence of this army. Because their scope of activities is in the dark world outside the human world.

　　 The military at the time was constantly exploring the dark world by manufacturing such high-quality and inexpensive cannon fodder.

　　 It’s just that the ‘Beerker’ unit itself also contains the secret technology of Asgard’s musicians. The gap created by this technical barrier has led to rash attempts by other countries doomed to fail.

　　 Later, due to a series of unknown reasons, this system was abolished.

　　 More than ten years have passed, and no one remembers the existence of the military musicians who once tried to promote in Anglo’s army. It's just that he didn't expect to be able to meet again in this gloomy underground today.

　　 even if it's just simple chanting techniques and notes.

　　 The only person in the entire college who can teach this technique, I am afraid there is only one...

　　"A quick training manual for military musicians."

　　 Dominic sighed softly: "Abraham, what do you remember about this out-of-date thing?"

　　 In the darkness, Dominic fumbled for his pipe, ignited it with sparks, and inhaled deeply in silence. I felt the smoke in my lungs, as if the dark wounds left behind were no longer stinging.

　　 He squinted his eyes: "Don't you give up yet?"

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　　 Afternoon, it's 2:20.

　　 Under the scorching sun, an anxious Sidney waited at the school gate, wiping the sweat from his forehead, looking up. Pacing back and forth, as if waiting for some guests.

　　 Amidst the people passing by, a girl wearing a wide-brimmed hat and sunshade came silently. The black gauze draped in front of her eyes, covering her eyes and her beautiful face.

　　, that slender white hair is also hidden in the hat. There is no chariot, and no crowd of thousands of servants. At this moment, she looks like an ordinary noble girl. Only one servant woman who was over half a hundred years old followed her step by step, holding a paper umbrella for her to block the scorching sun.

　　 Seeing her coming, Sidney swallowed nervously, hurriedly greeted him, speaking in jerky Eastern language, and greeted respectfully: "Welcome to you, Your Highness."

　　 It's been half a month since the princess from Yunlou came to Avalon. Her mission as an envoy was completed yesterday, and she is about to leave. But for some reason, before leaving, she proposed to visit the city and appreciate the customs of Avalon. He also refused the route and defense provided by the royal family, and started his own secret journey with only an inconspicuous servant woman.

　　The royal family can't interfere with her actions, and can only secretly notify her everywhere on the itinerary to increase her guard. Be sure not to repeat the assassination when entering the city.

　　After visiting the opera house and the clock tower, this highness has been to Westminster Abbey, and it is said that he had a theological talk with Archbishop Medanzo. Even the bishop privately stated that his Highness's views on the scriptures were almost equal to his own. Immediately afterwards, the alchemists of the Royal Academy of Engineering also bowed under the princess's long dress, praising her wisdom and insights.

　　 If it weren't for her unintentionally preaching, coming in secretly, just sightseeing, and reluctant to ask all confidential topics, the cabinet will have the illusion that this is a demonstration in Yunlou City.

　　 Fortunately, now that her visit has reached the last stop, everyone is fainted, but Sidney is under great pressure. If the principal's neurosis is still there, dealing with a difficult little girl will naturally be no problem. But now that the principal is letting go, Sidney is in power, but he is not sure he can stand it.

　　 Right now, he can only pray that his Royal Highness maintains his own law-abiding style and will not make any monsters.

　　In the face of Sidney’s welcome, the girl just nodded, "His Royal Highness said to me that the Royal Conservatory is an interesting place. If you can take a look before leaving Avalon, it would be a worthwhile trip."

　　 "His Royal Highness is serious, the college is just a place for teaching and educating people."

　　 Sidney responded indifferently, but he was relieved, and his expression became proud.

　　 Where is this? This is the place where Anglo’s academics have been deposited for hundreds of years. There are many elites in the college, and at least three saints came from this school. It can be said to have a profound background, and there is no other than the holy city. I don’t know how many Yuan capitals of other countries have received, let alone deal with a little girl?

　　"If you want to understand the college, a visit to the auditorium is indispensable. We are ready." He led the way, "His Royal Highness Chaoyue, please come with me."

　　 "Bold!"

　　 the servant woman was irritated, took a step forward, and glared at him: "You wanderer, how dare you call the princess's name!"

　　 Sidney was taken aback, his heart trembled for a moment, and he was suddenly blinded. Unexpectedly, he stepped on the line in the first sentence. He forgot that the name of the Eastern aristocratic woman was not something strangers could call casually!

　　 His lips twitched, and he quickly squeezed out a smile: "It's an oversight, please don't blame it."

　　 "Mr. Sidney is not an Oriental. Don’t blame him if he doesn’t understand Eastern customs. We just go to the countryside." The girl called Chaoyue stretched out her hand and motioned for the servant’s wife to retreat, and said calmly, "This is not official. Occasionally, you don’t need to call me your Highness, just call me by my surname, and I won’t be confused here."

　　 Sidney finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously: "Miss Yunlou, please follow me."

　　 The servant woman gave a cold snort, followed closely behind.

　　 Sidney walked in front, wiping a cold sweat, feeling the task was difficult.

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　　"The Royal Academy of Music was founded four hundred years ago. A hundred years ago, after being transformed by the famous artist Hermes, it has now become a famous place of interest in Avalon.

　　, especially the auditorium, is praised by many architects as a representative of the Gothic style. "

　　 is on the avenue shaded by the shade of trees, Sidney leads the way, chattering about ancient buildings in various places, obviously he has done hard work last night and memorized it hard.

　　 But Yunlou Chaoyue just listened silently, nodding occasionally, as if absent-mindedly, which made Sidney more and more pressure. Suddenly, she paused and stopped where she was.

　　 Sidney's heart twitched, hurriedly leaned over, and squeezed a warm smile: "What's wrong with Miss Yunlou? This ghostly weather is really too hot. Why don't we go take a rest?"

　　 Chaoyue was silent, did not respond to him, just stared in the direction of his side dreamily, as if feeling something. After a long time, she pointed her right side:

　　 "In front, where is it?"

　　 Sidney was taken aback, looked in the direction she was pointing, and yelled badly in her heart, looking a little embarrassed, "This..."

　　 The obese servant woman who was over half a hundred years old rolled her eyes to look at him, "His Royal Highness asks you, and you will reply. Hesitatingly, what kind of horrible idea?" Sidney's expression stiffened, and she answered honestly: "There is the Palace of Jianlan ."

　　 "The underground palace? Is it an underground cell?"

　　 "It's just a place to store some old things." He wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It is not suitable for visiting today. There are still practice classes there, and a group of students are calling. Sometimes it will appear. Unexpectedly, it’s not good if you make a mistake."

　　 He racked his brains to persuade the girl to return to the correct tour route~IndoMTL.com~Don't make any extravagance! But the words of Yunlou Chaoyue made him like an ice cave:

　　 "Sounds interesting."

　　 Sidney was stunned, he forgot: Although the girl in front of him is only seventeen years old, she is a rare resonance-level musician in her own right! When she was born from an infancy, her blood carried strength beyond the reach of others. He said this now, only to scare those weaker noble girls who would scream and faint when seeing blood, but he couldn't stop a powerful musician.

　　 He wiped his sweat and looked at the servant woman beside the girl as if asking for help.

　　The old maid who was accompanying him was also admonishing at this time: "If the father-in-law sees sumo wrestling to relieve boredom, there are also many experts in Yunlou City, why bother here?

　　 Besides, it is said that Xiyi duel, blood spattered three feet at every turn, a broken arm and a leg, which are weird and ugly. His Royal Highness is a body of gold and jade, so noble, you can't easily take risks. "

　　 The white-haired girl stared in that direction intently, as if in a trance, she didn't hear her words.

　　Grandma stopped awkwardly, until after a long time, the girl withdrew her gaze, as if she was regaining her consciousness.

　　"There are so many ugly things in the world."

　　 She replied softly and stepped forward: "It's okay to see."

　　 Without waiting for Sidney to lead the way, she walked in the direction of the underground palace.

　　 "Your Highness, Your Highness!" The old mother jumped anxiously, and hurried to catch up.

　　 Sidney was stuck in place, unable to help but want to whine: What the **** is this unfolding? Why do troublesome things get together? !