First there was a rapid real drum beat, and then there was a ten-second solo with Will temporarily serving as the bassist... The sound was amplified by a compound technique, and suddenly broke through the blockade of the war song. Novel.

Above the city, a temporary orchestra of six huge lights and shadows had already taken their respective positions.

On the stage, under the encouraging gazes of everyone, Oga, as the lead guitarist, struck the first note.

"Oga has never cooperated with us before and is still a novice... But there should be no problem with you guys, right?" Cheng Yiran looked at Will and the other three and gave a thumbs up.

"But it's not punk rock, so I'm a little bit upset..."

"Hey, hey... I can hear you, so be careful with your appearance!"

"Oh...are you all looking at me?! Everyone!"

…

"Does it really matter to these people..."

Bedivere rubbed his eyebrows subconsciously, feeling as if he were watching the rookies who came to the hospital for internship and walked directly to the operating table.

He smiled bitterly and laughed at himself: "In the end, we had to rely on these ordinary guys. As a twelve knights, it is really a failure..."

Self-deprecation is self-deprecating, but this gambling behavior, which is like betting on treasure, still makes the usually calm Knight Bedivere feel nervous.

A melody that was not very proficient, but was getting better and better, sounded from the guitar in Oga's hand... I don't know if it was an illusion, or because the compound technique amplified the sound.

I always felt that this voice was directly conveyed to my heart... Bedivere's frown slowly began to loosen, and even without realizing it, his whole body was immersed in this voice.

It... seems to have some incredible magic power.

If Cheng Yiran just made people feel peaceful at first, then... the moment the sound sounded, it felt like he was already in the wilderness of his hometown.

The wind blew gently on the water, the green grass was like a blanket, and the waves of grass flowed into the distance. Then... the girl's singing sounded again in my heart.

But the high-pitched singing was still there, and seemed to turn into an even bigger storm, attacking again.

However, this time the [Moon Contract] seems to be different.

And the singing, beyond the war songs, once again sneaked into people's hearts.

As if something had been selectively filtered out, even though the war song still existed, what people heard was the performance of this temporary band.

Praise.

…

Under the moonlight, the war song triggered by Caesar did not stop. Instead, it had been pushed to a point where even he was on the verge of becoming violent. If even he himself was on the verge of becoming violent, then even he himself would fall into a violent state.

He looked at the six huge figures in the city with piercing eyes, and slowly fell silent.

He knew that even if he continued to promote the war song, the result would not change.

When the people in the city calmed down one by one and looked at everything around them, when those violent orcs were relieved of their madness, restored to their original appearance, and finally tired to the ground, Caesar gave up fighting against them.

.

The orcs lost consciousness and could no longer hear any sounds. At this time, there was no point in continuing to bewitch.

Finally, after taking a deep look at two of the lights and shadows, Caesar slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and then slowly landed.

"Why don't you continue?" The old knight saw everything and walked out with a frown.

"It's not necessary." Caesar said calmly: "Almost everything that needs to be done has been done, and the next step is just waiting for the harvest. Now, even if the city is rioting or quiet, it has no impact on us... There is no need

, wasting time here.”

The old knight nodded.

A quarter of an hour later, the owner of Sir Pukins' Manor disappeared quietly... When a team went out to perform a mission and brought back some orcs who had not escaped originally but had now recovered their human bodies, so

All he saw was a bloody manor.

Even the twelve knights of Geraint, who was temporarily resting because he had exhausted his strength, lost his head and fell on the sofa in the lounge forever...

die.

Fear comes suddenly.

…

…

"Report! All suppression points have been successfully suppressed!"

"Report, the riots at the shelter and evacuation points have also calmed down!"

One good news after another rang in the communicator in Knight Bedivere's ears, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, looking at the people on the stage who were playing and singing desperately.

"Tactical music group?"

Bedivere suddenly thought interestingly whether the Knight Agency could also use this as a project to create another kind of execution force.

Although the orc uprising has been quelled this time, there may not be a larger orc disaster in the future... If possible, then this kind of tactical concert combination, if it can be put on that kind of battlefield, should be brilliant.

Right?

"Is it...successful?"

"It seems... calmed down?"

Finally, under the prompts of Knight Bedivere, everyone put down their aching arms and sat down on the ground.

"I...I want to smoke a cigarette to calm down."

This is more tiring than a small bar concert, even though it's just a song.

"There are still minors, please be careful!"

"Yes Yes……"

Then looking at the words of these unreliable guys on the stage, Mr. Bedivere quickly dismissed the thoughts in his mind... and then listened to the good news coming from everywhere, which was obviously much more pleasant.

But the next moment, Bedivere's expression changed dramatically, "What did you say? Say it again!"

In other words, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was momentarily sluggish.

"That's true...I don't know what to say...all are dead...except for the two ministers responsible for directing the evacuation because they were out of town, the rest are all dead...Mr. Geraint is also...we found

His body was found...dead, dead...all dead...Sir Pugins is also missing or may have been captured..."

The hand suddenly dropped from the communicator next to his ear, and Dr. Bedivere's lips seemed to have turned a little paler... Looking at Cheng Yiran, Weir and the others who were still chatting happily on the stage,

Suddenly there was an unreal feeling.

My home was stolen like this...and it was an extremely tragic loss.

"Lord Bedivere, what happened?"

Everyone looked at the calm knight and seemed to have something wrong, so they quickly walked forward as if waiting for him to say something in celebration.

Their faces still had relaxed smiles after victory... Everyone appeared in front of Bedivere like this, which made Bedivere feel dizzy.

"Mr. Bedivere, what happened?" Klein walked over at this time.

"It's nothing." Bedivere took a deep breath and said, "I'm just thinking...about how to deal with it next."

"tidy……"

Klein was startled, but when he saw that after the riots subsided, the whole city seemed to have experienced a baptism of war, with shocking scars everywhere on the once bustling streets, and he couldn't help but fell silent.

Sure enough, he was still too far behind... He was complacent because of this small victory, but Bedivere had already begun to think about the aftermath of the disaster. He was worthy of being the person who inherited the name of the Knights of the Round Table.

We still have to...continue to work hard.

"No matter what, you first pack up the things here, and then go to the diversion point in charge of the Birmingham Knight Agency, and meet them first. I'll leave this place to you first... I'll go ahead and look at other areas

Case."

"Don't worry, Lord Bedivere, we will do a good job."

We couldn't let this bad news spread among the middle and lower knights, at least not for the time being... Bedivere left quickly with a heavy heart.

He believed that the elder of the Knight Agency, who was still operating normally and had escaped the disaster because he was out, would take the same countermeasures... I hope.

…

It seems that there is nothing wrong with this group of magicians...for now.

Ms. Maria was looking for something anxiously at the scene, walking around in the crowd, and kept muttering: "It's strange, why did you suddenly disappear? She should be by your side... Could it be that she ran away?"

Already?"

Ms. Maria, who felt like she was in a loss-making business, suddenly felt like her heart was bleeding when she thought of the exploding secret crystal.

What she said about business being bad recently was not a lie, it was true. However, saying that she hadn't bought new underwear in half a year couldn't be true... It was just a matter of temper, and she had a bad character that loved money as much as life.

Even the middle and lower knights are not clear about what happened at Sir Pugins' manor, let alone these folk magicians who were temporarily recruited?

Therefore, Bedivere's sudden departure did not attract anyone's attention. After all, there were too many explainable reasons... Naturally, they did not think that the majestic British Knights of Twist organization had been wiped out.

"Did you really run away..." Ms. Maria felt like she was on the verge of tears: Sure enough, gentle and healing magicians are all lies...

Is he a guy who comes out specifically to defraud old...young mature women, defrauding them of money and sex?!

My ultra-high-purity secret crystal... the two teardrops barely hung out, and then they collided with each other.
To be continued...