Passing through the whirlpool-shaped portal, the guardian Ivo and the musician Malodia came to the outside of the royal court's treasure house.
Because the broken strings have not been repaired, Malodia is still unable to play for the Wisdom Tree. Only by repairing the harp can she help the Wisdom Tree who is deeply anxious.
Performing music for a tree is also a very unique experience for Marodia. She once played the piano alone in a quiet valley, surrounded by only a few flying insects. This time it was a tree of wisdom.
Performing a performance is also a very rare opportunity, which can bring more inspiration to her performance, and at the same time, she can absorb some wisdom from the ancient trees.
However, the premise of all that is that Ivo found a good dragon beard for her and found a way to repair the broken strings. If there is no musical instrument at hand, no matter how high Malodia is in music,
, and cannot play beautiful music.
The elf guards outside the treasure house also noticed Ivo's arrival and stepped forward to stop him. After Ivo proved his identity, the guards let him go and looked at him with respect.
"I didn't expect your bloodline to be so useful. Thanks to this bloodline, we can enter here."
Entering the treasure house that only members of the royal family are eligible to enter, Malodia's eyes lit up slightly. Even she had never seen such a gorgeous landscape. Shining gold and silver jewelry could be seen everywhere nearby. These were just the most beautiful things in the treasure house.
The worthless parts can only attract unscrupulous thieves, and let them get carried away by the joy of discovering wealth, thus neglecting the most precious things in the treasure house.
Malodia had heard about the treasure trove of the dwarves in Eli, but compared with the royal treasure trove in front of her, no matter how loud the dwarf treasure trove was, it was not as good as what she saw in front of her. The precious dragon whiskers she needed were just
Place it deep in the treasure house.
"What are you talking about?" Listening to Marodia's joking words, Ivo just frowned, without any intention of ridiculing, "I did not enter here because of my blood. I was able to come here,
It depends on my contribution to the jungle and my efforts as a guardian of the jungle."
"Okay, I understand what you mean." Marodia waved her hand, and seeing Ivo's sudden serious explanation, she said no more.
The regret of the Firefly King's passing still shrouded the musician's heart. Thinking of the previous tragic situation and the darkness that covered the sky, she was still in pain, but she always showed a strong and optimistic look.<
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Ivo sighed. He was not only the guardian of the jungle, but also a hero who had awakened his will. But when people mentioned him, they only thought of the blood flowing in him. Very few guardians would treat him as such.
Treat him like a real hero.
He is not a hero like Tularion. In the whole of Eli, there was only one hero named Tularion. In ancient legends, that hero single-handedly cut through endless evil and returned light and joy.
This world was given to us, and all Ivo has to do is to find a way to get in touch with that hero. Only that supreme hero can save the current Eli.
"This is where dragon materials are stored."
Soon, Ivo brought Malodia to a location in the treasure house where the majestic aura was exuding.
Helping the musician in front of you is working towards bringing back the hero Tularion, Ivo is very sure of this.
The materials on the dragons collected in the royal family's treasury do not come from the dead dragons. They were found from the dragon's lair by the elves responsible for taking care of the dragon and cleaning the dragon's nest.
Materials, whether they are naturally fallen dragon scales, broken dragon horns, or dragon whiskers, were discovered by the elves from time to time, and were eventually collected into the royal family's treasury.
As for the dead dragons, the elves will bury them in the tombs of the Kingdom of Dragons according to the habits of the dragons, so that no one will disturb and offend them for the precious dragon bones left by the dragons.
Following the direction shown by Ivo, Marodia also saw those rare dragon whiskers, and his worried heart suddenly calmed down. With these various types of precious dragon whiskers, the harp can be repaired.
I hope that it won’t be long before I can play melodious music again.
"Who else wants to play for the Wisdom Tree besides me?" As if thinking of something, Marodia suddenly asked during the process of selecting the dragon beard.
"I also found Alice, who is also one of the top ten Jungle Guardians. Kronis should have arrived. In addition to them, other court musicians may also go." Ivo answered truthfully.
He couldn't give Marodia any help in choosing the dragon's whiskers as the strings. He was not good at playing. Although there were elves in the royal court who specialized in teaching this aspect, Ivo couldn't listen to those talks about musical instruments at all.
With his teachings, he is better at fighting than playing musical instruments. If you want to choose the right dragon whiskers as strings, you have to rely on Malodia herself.
"If it were them..."
From Ivo's narration, Marodia probably also knew who planned to play for the Wisdom Tree. Almost the most famous musicians in Eri would play for the results of the Wisdom Tree and to recall the hero Tularion.
Do your part.
In this way, Malodia also had an idea of what kind of dragon whiskers she should choose as the strings. She picked up a few dragon whiskers that were strong but not shiny and polished them a little.
, and placed it on his harp.
She gently plucked the harp with her fingers, closed her eyes and felt the changes in the sound, and kept adjusting the tightness of the strings. After a while, she looked at Ivo again: "I'm ready, take me now."
At the Wisdom Tree."
After listening to Marodia's words, Ivo finally breathed a sigh of relief. He believed in the level of the musician in front of him. The most famous musicians in the entire Eri have now all arrived at the fruiting tree of wisdom.
Next to him, playing music for the ancient tree, Ivo seems to have seen the hope of bringing back the hero Tularion.
Passing through the golden portal, Ivo took Malodia to the sacred forest place where the wisdom tree Arion was. As soon as he came back, he saw the redwood tree with its bark wrinkled together and looking extremely depressed.
People.
"You are finally back." The Sequoia tree man said with a hint of tears, "The performance failed, failed, and our hope of recalling the hero Tularion is gone. Arion cannot bear sweet flowers."
Apple, it's all over."
"What?"
After hearing the news, Ivo was suddenly shocked. It seemed that during the time he left, the situation in the field was not optimistic at all. Even the redwood trees said so, and other creatures would only
Even more pessimistic about this.
"What happened?" Ivo was asking the nearby guardian about the situation on the field when he heard bursts of curses coming from the side of Arion, the wisdom tree.
"What are you playing? To relieve the nervousness of the Wisdom Tree, we need soothing and melodious tunes, not impassioned war drums. You will only make him more and more nervous."
Following the direction from which the scolding came, Ivo saw Alice, who was being invited over by him. She was preaching to another human drummer who was beating the war drum, and her words seemed very hurried.
"I think you don't understand at all. Don't think that just because you are a high-ranking guardian of the jungle, you can teach me how to play the drums. I know as much as you do. Only shocking and majestic music can make wisdom
Shu mustered up the courage to break through all the obstacles that restricted him. The melodious music would only make him lose his will to fight!"
Facing the elf's rebuke, the human drummer showed no weakness and was arguing with him.
The nearby musicians did not dare to intervene in the quarrel between the two. No one wanted to get into trouble at this time. Even if the performance failed, it would be a loss that outweighs the gain if the two musicians who were quite famous in the forest were resented.
If I have such an opportunity to perform again in the future, I will never be able to meet them.
"What are you doing?" Ivo didn't care about that and came directly to the field, glaring at the two musicians who were arguing, "Do you know that just now, Eli was attacked by the enemy, and the Thor Project
The research headquarters has been reduced to ruins, Firefly Valley has also been burned down by the enemy, but you are still arguing here, haven't you noticed that because of your constant quarrels, the wisdom tree Arang is even more uncomfortable?" Listening to Ivo's roar, the two people who were arguing noticed that the wisdom tree Arion's brows were always frowning, and even the wisdom fruit on the treetop looked shriveled and jerky. Their arrival
, instead of improving the situation of the Wisdom Tree, it actually made the situation worse.
"Even so, Cronis should listen to me and cooperate with me in playing. Only my playing method can improve the situation of the Wisdom Tree." Alice insisted.
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's obvious that you have to follow my method. Do you want the Wisdom Tree to be better off?" Kronis didn't care what the other party was saying and always insisted on his own ideas.
Ivo also found it very difficult. He didn't know who to trust. He could feel that the two musicians' trust in their own methods was based on their experience and intuition brought by many years of playing.
It is impossible for people to agree with each other on this point.
The only thing Ivo can confirm is that both of them hope to do their part for Eli and hope that the wisdom tree in front of them will get better, but they just can't find a suitable way to play it.
Just as the field gradually reached a deadlock, a pleasant sound of piano came over. Marodia, who had come from afar, finally spoke at this moment:
"Two musicians, please listen to me. We all hope that Arion, the Tree of Wisdom, will get better. If Arion becomes more uncomfortable because of the conflict between us, that is what none of us want to see.
It’s not like this. I will play the main body of the music, and you will add the music that you think is helpful to Arang at the appropriate time to complete an ensemble.”
"It seems that this is the only way." Alice glared at the human drummer, and finally agreed with Marodia's statement.
Not to be outdone, the human drummer stared back: "If it were to be played by someone else, I wouldn't be convinced. But if it's Eli's chief musician, Master Malodia, I'm willing to follow this arrangement." Marodia nodded in thanks, and as a few people reached an agreement, the original tense atmosphere of the battle suddenly dissipated, and was replaced by a group of musicians who were concentrating on playing music.
The melodious sound of the harp came from under the harp held by Malodia. The sound of the harp surrounded the wisdom tree Ar'on and was always heard. Under the influence of the melodious sound of the harp, the frowning brow of the ancient wisdom tree...
Now it is gradually relaxing.
Suddenly, as if a melodious bird song came from a distance, Druid Alice turned into a soaring bird at this moment. The crisp and sweet sound came from the melodious singing voice of the bird, which added to the music.
A bit mysterious.
Even the Sequoia tree man couldn't help but burst into tears when he heard this music performed by the musicians. The shock in his heart could not calm down for a long time. This melodious and mysterious music seemed to be for the hero Tularion.
The ancient hero who was born once saved Tularion of this world from the king of hell. He is such a mysterious hero.
Before Tularion awakened, no one valued him, no one believed in him, but he was such a hero. For a thought that existed in his heart, for a long-lost oath, he became the supreme hero.
If people can defeat him at that time, the king of hell must also pay the price for his actions.
At this moment, the Sequoia Tree Man, who had given up all hope, looked at the Wisdom Tree in his eyes and quietly changed. From the music that fit Tularion, he saw the hope of fruiting. As long as the Wisdom Tree subsides
Er'ang, if he can form that delicious fruit of wisdom, there is initial hope of bringing back the hero Tularion.
Of course, all of this depends on the performance of music. Under the stimulation of the melodious sound, the expression of the wisdom tree Arang has obviously improved. However, this alone is not enough to make him produce the most delicious fruit.
Fruit.
Just as the human drummer said, just a beautiful and melodious melody does not fit the legend of the hero Tularion at all. The hero endured unimaginable encounters and endured unparalleled pain.
He has just awakened his own will. If it is just a mysterious and melodious tune, it does not fit the story of the hero Tularion at all. The tune belonging to the hero Tularion must be sad and unbearable.
He beat the war drum in his hand, and the frightening drum beat stimulated the hearts of every Eli creature around him. Everyone seemed to have seen the story of the hero Tularion, and they were filled with emotion.
Under the expectant eyes of everyone, the fruit on the top of the wisdom tree is getting fuller little by little.
(ps: There are still 6 days until the miracle comes)