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Chapter 282 Enchanted

If the emotions expressed by Norman through the music were turbulent and hesitant, then the storm is really coming now.

The violent sea wind was whistling, the dark sky was filled with lightning and thunder, Thor's roar resounded above the sea, the torrential rain poured down, and the sea water rushed straight into the sky, as if the end of the world had come.

But unlike the pure violent scene in "Victory", there is also a magical sense of tranquility in the midst of the storm here.

It was a wandering soul that had no place to hide in the storm, and could only follow the storm. When the storm was extremely violent, it kept retreating and hiding itself, burying itself under the sea surface. When the storm eased a little, It poked its head out cautiously, and after looking around, it bravely got out from under the sea surface, and instead approached the stormy sky.

Frenzy and tranquility tore at each other here, forming a strange state of chaos.

This is what Norman is thinking now.

This violent storm is the difficulties and dangers that his present plan will encounter, and this careful and restless soul is his self-consciousness.

Maybe he should bury himself deep in the calm seabed, so that he can be safe and sound, but he is not reconciled, and always wants to get out of the sea, thus forming the current entangled and dangerous state.

His emotions have been fully mobilized and invested in it, blooming unscrupulously in the sound of the music, showing his own entanglement and confusion in it.

The same music, because of the different appreciation level, personal experience, and environment, the meaning that can be heard by different individuals is also different.

What Norman showed through this piece of music was his entangled and hesitant emotional state, but to the platinum-haired girl in the dark, it meant something else.

To this girl, she seems to be watching the love-hate parting of his ancestors, and because she has closed her eyes now, her ability to transform the artistic conception of music is also higher, and she can see the scene more clearly. everything.

She saw that the knight and her ancestor rejoined the battle after a short rest, and the battle between the two after a short rest became more intense at the moment, and they used all their strengths .

With the flash of the sword and the howling wind of the sword, the weapon in her ancestor's hand finally revealed its true appearance.

It was a magic weapon that spewed scorching flames. In addition to the physical attack of the sword itself, each attack would bring up a tongue of flame, spraying towards the opposite knight.

The knight seemed to be unaware of this magic weapon. When he first encountered it, he was caught off guard, and retreated in a panic. After a few dodges, more than half of his hair was burnt, and his clothes were burned everywhere. Looking at the pothole, the situation is very critical.

And at this time, the knight finally took out his own trump card. After a few dazzling white lights, he finally managed to withstand the opponent's attack. The white light was not inferior even when confronted with the flames on the magic weapon. , cancel each other out.

It turned out that the knight had cultivated his fighting spirit.

As a result, the scene became more intense, with magical flames and fighting spirit surging in the room, the beautiful wife was completely speechless at the moment, and could only hide from a distance, looking anxiously at the two people who were fighting fiercely, the girl also Because of the fierce battle between these two, one heart is raised higher and higher.

In the current situation where the scene develops, life and death are only a moment.

Several times she saw the magic flame almost burn through the chest of the knight, and several times she saw the dazzling vindictiveness almost cut off the head of her ancestor, every time it made her heart stop suddenly.

At this moment, she seemed to have completely transformed into the beautiful wife who was watching anxiously and at a loss, and she could clearly understand the tangled and complicated psychology of not knowing who she hoped to win.

For her, time seems to have lost its meaning at this moment, and every moment seems to be as long as 1 years to her, and she is completely out of breath.

But the time was extremely short. With her extremely entangled and heart-wrenching emotions, it seemed that the winner had already been decided in the blink of an eye.

The knight's sword pierced her ancestor's chest. Under the effect of fighting spirit, the wound on her ancestor's chest was much larger than the blade of the thin sword. Almost half of the chest was pierced, bloody and bloody. Spewing out from it, her ancestors were also pale due to the sudden massive blood loss, their eyes were empty, and they couldn't see that they couldn't live.

Compared with this, the Cavaliers are much better.

Just like in the story, the knight was superior in skill after all. Although most of his hair was burned off by the magic flame, his eyebrows were gone, and his face was scorched black. Bleeding wounds, clothes were torn and burnt through, none of them were intact, but at least the body was still intact.

Then he turned his head and looked at the beautiful wife, with the corners of his mouth slowly, as if he wanted to show a triumphant smile.

The girl who was completely immersed in the world of music seemed to have merged with that beautiful wife at this moment.

Seeing the scene in front of her, her emotions were extremely complicated.

Seeing her lover finally won the duel, she was happy for him, but seeing her husband lying there with blood all over his body, her heart was torn again.

Joy, joy, pain, self-blame, countless complex and opposing emotions breed, spread, collide and mix together in her chest.

And in this mood, she saw that the knight's smile froze at the corner of his mouth before it fully unfolded.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, slowing down to an incredible speed, so that she could clearly see the knight with a stiff smile on his face falling to the ground in a face-down posture, mixed with a large amount of black charcoal. The blood of the object spurted frantically from his mouth.

The time was so slow that she could even see how the blood spewed out and how it fell to the ground. The fallen body of the knight was more like being supported and lowered a little bit.

Do not!
The girl's pupils constricted, her heart ached, and she wanted to shout out subconsciously, but time was indeed frozen at this moment, and she couldn't yell out at all.

The complex emotions that were entangled before melted into one emotion at this moment.

Just one step away.

Although she was extremely entangled and blamed herself, but after all, they were only one step away from being together, but the possible happiness in the future collapsed abruptly before her eyes.

Just one step away.

The sound of the violin also entered the final sound here.

The intense emotions have come to an end, and there is only an elongated reluctance left, like whining unwillingly, mourning and praying, reluctant to part.

That seems to be the voice of the girl at the moment.

"..."Only One Step Away", or "One Step Away", is another name that many people call this work. This can indeed better reflect the artistic conception contained in this work: when this song At the end, its melody will linger in people's minds, just like a dance that has not been fully enjoyed, it is always only missing the last step, and it is always lost..."

This is what the Knights Templar said when they explained this piece of music, and Norman still remembers it.

He does feel so now.

According to common sense, when this song is pulled here, this ABAB song is over.

But Norman's inner feelings have not been answered.

His heart is still in entanglement, hesitation, and confusion...

The girl in the darkness gradually woke up from that self-imagined illusion at this time, her consciousness was half reality and half blurred.

While she was in the pain of losing happiness within easy reach, she knew clearly that the song was over, but no matter which side she was on, she was extremely reluctant at this moment, and greedily wanted the song to continue.

At this moment, the girl was also very thankful, thankful that she had made this willful decision today and hid here, otherwise, she would never have heard such a beautiful song.

Among all the music she knows, there is no one that can match the beauty of this piece. If there is a comparison, there is probably only the "Victory" praised by the artists who came to Douala recently. .

Probably only the piece of music brought by the saint from the kingdom of heaven can be compared with the piece she is hearing now, and what they have in common is that they are not created by humans—these two pieces of music, one by brought by the messenger of the Father, and one by the ghost in the castle.

Thinking of this, the timid girl suddenly became bolder than ever before, and wanted to see what the ghost looked like.

The soul that brings such sad and beautiful music, even if it is a ghost, must be gentle and affectionate. It will not be like some people who seek their own interests and treat their loved ones as goods, so cold and inhuman .Such beautiful things as music and dance have been polluted by these people and tainted with a worldly atmosphere.

As soon as the girl opened her eyes and moved her neck slightly, she wanted to poke her head out to see what this ghost looked like.

But suddenly the violin sounded again.

This time there is no section A anymore, and we directly rushed into the brand new section B—compared with the previous orthodox section B, the current section B has been tuned, and it is much more lively and jumpy.

If the previous orthodox section B was pure and straight, then the section B here is a slanted sword, extremely evil and charming, and seems to have a hint of pleading in it, making the emotions more complicated.

The girl was caught off guard and was hit all at once, but this time she did not see the story of her ancestors again.

The protagonist of the story becomes herself.

Probably because of what she was thinking just now, she suddenly came to the center of the dance floor.

That's right, this piece of music is indeed very suitable for ballroom dancing, this is the idea that came to her mind just now.

She saw that the surroundings of the dance floor were dimly lit, only her surroundings were bright, and she was not alone in the center of the dance floor. Opposite her was a tall man holding her hand with one hand and the other around her waist.

She didn't have time to react, and she was led to dance by the person in front of her. The rhythm was completely different from the soothing ballroom dances she had learned, and it was very intense.Fortunately, she has a solid foundation in dancing, and she tried her best to catch up with it. It turned out that this kind of dance was really different from the ballroom dances she had learned.

Other ballroom dancing is a cooperative relationship, but here, the process of her dancing with the person in front of her is completely a process of confrontation.

The other party moved in and out, fast and slow, which made her unable to grasp the rhythm at all. She could only try her best to catch up with the other party, and stubbornly kept herself from being left behind. This gave her an unprecedented wonderful feeling in her heart .

But at this time, the tune eased down again, and the other party's dance steps were finally not so intense, which gave the girl room to breathe.It was also at this time that the idea in her heart became stronger and stronger.

She is very eager to see what kind of person the other party is, but the strange thing is that the other party is clearly opposite her, and the surroundings are also very bright, but she just can't see what the other party looks like.

She couldn't even tell whether the other party was a man or a woman.

So she turned left, right, turned around, back and forth, and used various methods to see what the person in front of her looked like, but to her disappointment, she still couldn't see what the person looked like clearly.

At this point, the tune changed again.

Norman used a lot of casual fancy techniques here, and those extremely difficult techniques were easily displayed under his current physical fitness far beyond ordinary people. The addition of these improvisations made the entire B section more and more When it becomes evil and charming, it is full of evil spirits, but it is even more attractive, just like poppies.

From the point of view of music performance, the entire B segment exploded with unprecedented violence, and the rushing people could not help but sway left and right, and they were on the verge of falling.

From the girl's point of view, it was her dance partner who finally couldn't stand her desire to spy, and suddenly became angry.

The rhythm of the dance steps fell into the control of the partner opposite her again. The mountain-like power seemed to destroy her body. She never thought that ballroom dancing could be like this.

She felt like a flat boat in a storm, and she could only do her best to adjust herself to adapt to the other party in order to ensure that she would not be destroyed, which made her feel exhausted and out of breath after a while.

She never thought that ballroom dancing could produce such a violent and violent feeling, but also in this state of doing her best, her senses were extremely sharp, every time the other party's fingers swiped from her waist and legs However, it can make her feel like an electric shock. Only by biting her lower lip tightly can she stop screaming.

Under the double stimulation, she could hardly hold on, but she was unwilling to admit defeat, bit her lip and stubbornly continued to cooperate and catch up with the other party's dance steps.

She has a feeling that as long as she persists, she can see what the other person looks like.

She wants to know the appearance of the other party too much now, that kind of mystery bites her heart like a poisonous snake.

It was a feeling she had never felt in her life.

(End of this chapter)