They sympathize with the public, but they have never penetrated deeply into the masses. They have never penetrated deeply into the masses, but they love to regard themselves as the enlighteners and saviors of the masses. But when it comes to specific issues, they often can only give out unrealistic romantic fantasies.

childish answer.

Levi himself is such a person.

Before he gained the painful memory of the original owner, he would only have clear conversations on the cloud.

But what he didn't expect was that Seraphine's "disease" was actually more serious than that of a modern urban youth like him, and it was so much more serious.

"Mr. Erwin must love you very much..."

"Um?"

"It's nothing, I just envy you for having a good father."

At this moment, the tribesmen of Freljord are still struggling to survive in the ice and snow, and the old farmers of Demacia are still working hard for the knights. The pirates of Bilgewater are fighting endlessly, and Shurima's

The natives struggled to survive in the warlords' melee and colonial rule. The people of Ionia were struggling to resist the invasion and encroachment of Noxus, while the slaves of Noxus were working in weapons workshops, military farms, and noble manors.

The Colosseum... and other places where they can squeeze out the last of their life and linger.

As for Zaun across the river, the situation needs no introduction.

I really envy Seraphine... for being able to grow up to be so pure and innocent in such a terrifying and cruel world.

Her parents really took good care of her.

He didn't let her see any of the original appearance of the world.

"Sing." Levi said suddenly.

"Huh?" Seraphine tilted her head.

"Don't you think that music can influence the world and solve problems?"

"Then let's sing now——"

Levi believes that this is a rare opportunity. An opportunity to completely shatter this young lady’s naive illusions. It is also time for her to face the real world:

"Those beggars are still fighting desperately just for the few coins you threw out."

"If you think singing can solve the problem, then use practice to test your idea now - give it a try, can singing save them?"

Levi did not directly take action to stop this chaos, but left the opportunity to Seraphine.

"Let me do it?" Seraphine was at a loss.

"Yes, hurry up. We don't have time, and they don't have time."

The fighting there was starting to bleed, and if the beggars continue to fight for it like this, there might even be deaths.

And all of this was caused by her.

"I, I understand..."

"But which song should I sing?"

"Isn't this something you should have thought about before you gave this solution?" Levi criticized lukewarmly.

"I, I..." Sweat dripped from Seraphine's forehead. She seemed to finally understand why both Levi and her father said she was naive.

"Then I sing... I sing that unnamed nursery rhyme... That's the nursery rhyme my dad brought from Zaun... When I was tortured by 'noise' when I was a child, he would always use this song

Put me to sleep..."

"Stop talking nonsense and sing!"

"Yes..." Seraphine nodded pitifully, as weakly as a cat with floppy ears.

However, after she cleared her throat, closed her eyes, felt it, and became emotionally involved, her temperament gradually changed.

She started to sing. And when she sang, she was always confident.

Because she is a star singer and a born soul musician.

"La~" the first note sounded.

The sound was not loud, and was even completely covered up by the sounds of fighting over there.

Levi also looked on nonchalantly.

But gradually, the music got better and better.

Seraphine sang with her full voice, with her sympathy and compassion, and with her sentimental heart.

"that song..."

"I seem to have heard it somewhere?"

The beggars who had been furious at first actually stopped.

It seems that the gold coins are no longer important and the troubles have disappeared. They just want to listen to the song, this familiar song.

This is a nursery rhyme from Zaun. Of course everyone in Zaun has heard it.

But Seraphine took this ordinary nursery rhyme to a new level. Her singing voice was so soft, comfortable, warm and full of hope.

Everyone was fascinated.

Including Li Wei, who was originally dismissive.

After singing the song, the noisy battlefield suddenly became quiet and harmonious.

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but they all forgot to continue typing.

"Everyone..." As the lingering voice lingered, Seraphine asked in her warm voice: "Please stop hurting each other, okay? If there is any trouble, we can solve it together!"

"Okay, okay..." the beggars murmured in reply.

All the hostility in their eyes disappeared. Even if the music stopped, they all lost their murderous intention and couldn't fight even if they wanted to.

It was as if they suddenly realized: "Yes, there is nothing to fight for... We are all fellow villagers and friends... Why are we killing each other like this instead of uniting and helping each other?"

"It's useful, it's really useful..." Seraphine clenched her fists with excitement. She immediately turned to look at Levi: "Mr. Levi, you see...my singing is really effective!"

"Yes..." Levi also sighed from the bottom of his heart: "Seraphine, I wrongly blamed you! Your singing is simply the sound of nature, a hand that soothes the soul, and a medicine that heals pain. It is.

..”

"It's...Nimal Gobi!"

Levi reacted with lingering fear.

Damn...

Is this horse riding singing?

This is SP Qinnu trying to enlarge her skills!

"Mr. Levi, why did you suddenly curse?" Seraphine felt aggrieved. After one-on-one instruction from a famous teacher in Zu'an, she already knew that it was not a good word.

"I scold you lightly!"

"Seraphine, is this what you mean by using singing to make people understand each other?"

"Yeah..." The girl didn't even realize that she had unknowingly used that ability that she couldn't control at all.

"But your horse-riding is not singing - in scientific terms, this should be called brainwashing; in magical terms, this should be called charm!"

"Seraphine, do you know what you are doing?" For some reason, Levi was very angry.

Seraphine looked at him with some fear: "I, I don't know..."

"You are stuffing narcotics into those people's mouths! You are killing their fighting spirit, corroding their spirit, and making them more comfortable with the status quo! No, the problem is more serious than that..."

If the singing is just good, it can only be regarded as entertainment. When you are tired, it is nothing to listen to for entertainment and relaxation.

But Seraphine is a mage.

Although she cannot control it freely, her singing voice can be magical after all - this magical singing voice can directly affect the emotions of the audience.

And for those suffering Zaun people, this is simply like...

"It's just like the Glimmer Potion, there is no difference!"

The shimmering potion can temporarily enhance a person's physique and bring a powerful pleasure to the weak, which makes people deeply immersed in it and unforgettable.

Seraphine's magical music can immerse people in false dreams and produce distorted spiritual pleasure. It can make people forget reality, stop thinking, and paralyze themselves.

It seems that as long as you are immersed in this music, all the pain in life will disappear out of thin air.

If she debuts as an idol with this kind of singing voice, she will be the biggest narcotic dealer in the Twin Cities in the future, bar none!

"Seraphine, what do you think of these people who listened to your song..." Levi pointed to the group of beggars in front of him who had become inexplicably honest: "Look at them, they are like the previous group of glimmer addicts,

What’s the difference?”

"Think about it carefully, when your magic effect dissipates, will they still be as 'happy' as they are now?"

The effects of magic are not permanent. Just like the power brought by the faint light, it will always dissipate. In the final analysis, treating the symptoms does not cure the root cause! If you use it too much, you will only cause endless trouble!

"I..." Seraphine was speechless.

She thought of those low-light addicts and how terrifying they looked like zombies.
To be continued...