MTL - Medieval Empire Soldier-Chapter 223 ·Black Waltz Night

  Chapter 223 Black Waltz Night

"Dear sir, beautiful lady, today is the day of the theater celebration, and the upcoming show will be the classic finale Black Waltz Night, I would like to wish you a pleasant trip!" But when they came to the VIP seats deep in the theater , the waiter with a smile on his face greeted him immediately, and noticed the gold-plated invitation card in Xilena's hand, and his smile became stronger: "You two are a bit late, the musical is about to start, what's the delay?"

   "Out of courtesy, we have been invited by His Majesty the Emperor." The Elector's daughter smiled and walked in, her body exuded the fragrance of lily-of-the-valley in the north, and handed the gold-plated invitation in her hand: "Mr. Waiter."

   "Okay, both of you, please follow me."

Guided by waiters in black tuxedos and white shirts, it didn't take long for Laeren and Sirena to sit on a soft and comfortable two-person sofa in the third row. typeface.

   "Thank you, Miss Sirena, the view from this position is really good." After taking his seat, Lellen complimented and said, "Thanks to the Elector, thank you very much."

"You're welcome~" Xilinna blushed on her pretty face, and she raised her chin: "Mr. Lailon, I have always owed you a thank you. That time in White Wolf Castle, thanks to you. I have always been afraid that the followers of Chaos will do something out of the ordinary, so my father and I will always remember this kindness."

"I should do it." Baron Draco responded with a dry smile, not ruling out the suspicion of changing the subject: "By the way, Miss Sirena, what kind of black waltz night did the waiter say was about to be staged? s story?"

"It is an old Altdorf legend, and it is said that when he heard it, the brilliant playwright Jakob Talladarci was instantly inspired to compose The Night of the Black Waltz, the great musical "The voice of the Elector's daughter was as gentle as water, and she patiently explained the background of the musical to Laeren: "The story goes like this, on a night full of moon in Morse, the moon of chaos, when the mist rose from the river, The citizens of the Docklands took to the streets, dancing spontaneously in a complex series of mysterious dance steps, exchanging partners with a grace never seen before, avoiding the eyes of others."

"They couldn't stop dancing until late into the night to wild dance music only they could hear, after which dancers filled the streets and those who tried to stop them or pull them away were either ignored or trampled on. At their feet, they fell exhausted until shortly before sunrise."

After finishing speaking, Xilinna paused, looked softly at the man beside her, and said softly: "Don't you think it's very beautiful? Mr. Lailon, dance and move to your heart's content, from night to dawn, from alone to in groups, they enjoy the joy that emanates from the depths of the soul."

  Lyron couldn't stop laughing wryly after hearing this. To him, this story sounded extremely absurd, especially on the night of the full moon in Molesbury, it looked like a horror story.

   "Ding Ding Ding~~~"

  A string of cheerful and ethereal wind chimes sounded, and the performers behind the curtain played beautiful music softly. The brisk melody reverberated throughout the venue and could not stop for a long time.

The applause and cheers of the whole audience were thunderous, cheering for this prelude and the black waltz night that is about to start. The people of the capital of the empire enjoyed the dance and music. In his creative career, it is a well-deserved top-level work, which instantly aroused excitement.

Lyron listened to the prelude of the music, and he didn't care to listen to the music. The Elector's daughter was by his side, and safety should not be taken lightly. He was found in the viewing seats of the noble box.

"Mr. Lailan, Mr. Lailan?" Sierena, who was sitting at one end of the sofa, noticed Baron Draco's distraction, she moved closer, and reminded in a low voice: "The musical has begun, you seem to...need help? "

   "It's okay, it's okay." Lairen shook his head apologetically, and sat down again.

  Elector Marquis Qianjin smiled lightly. She attributed Lailun's lack of focus to her inability to let go, and comforted her: "Relax~"

   Within a few minutes, the curtain in the theater hall opened, and the melodious and ethereal sound of the water piano sounded, hitting the eardrums of the entire theater audience and attracting everyone's attention.

On the high stage, the scene on the shore of the port is simulated, a row of dilapidated wooden houses, several stacked cargo boxes, white and dazzling salt piles, the silence of the night is vividly presented, making the audience feel like they are in that night, Immersive.

  A tall man dressed as a dock worker, he slid out from the side of the stage, the sound of background music changed instantly, and the sound of the lonely water piano became more and more loud.

The dark green lights, dark purple decorations, and magical dance steps are all fascinating. On the stage, the dock workers danced a magical cross step, humming a ditty, and the solo dance under the full moon quickly conquered all the audience in the theater. guest.

  The deep cello sound seemed to start the next scene.

  From both sides of the stage, men and women dressed as citizens walked out of the wooden house and walked through the deep alley full of novelty. They excitedly imitated the exaggerated movements, imitated the dock workers, and hummed the same ditties.

  One person, two, four people, gradually, a craze spread to everyone on the stage.

  Under the dim dark green light, the real fanaticism and agitation appeared in front of the audience, and everyone was fascinated, even those actors in red and white military uniforms who played the role of city guards joined in.

  Looks like crazy.

In the theater, when everyone was admiring, the woman sitting on the sofa next to Laeren on the 18th said quietly: "He fell from a dream of eating flesh and drinking blood, and sucking the warm marrow from his bones. His children Swarm the surface like ants, grow in their fear, and rejoice in their pain."

"He put them in his mouth, and their entrails flowed between his lips, messed up his beard, stained his clothes, and as he stretched and surveyed his surroundings, this sweet dream It will disappear soon, and the moment his dream is shattered, he will stumble out of the big cave on the mountain, this cave has been his home for a long time..."

  It seems to come from the sigh of a lonely ghost, and it seems to state the true meaning of the performance on the stage.

The woman is sitting elegantly on the soft sofa alone, without a male companion, with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a luxurious silk dress with dozens of dazzling rhinestones, and wearing a kind of elegant Breton girl's hair on her head. The aristocrat has braids, is covered in pearls and emeralds, is glamorous and charming, and the captivating phoenix eyes seem to have the ability to capture people's hearts. He also has a proud body line and iceberg face. Seeing Lailun's gaze, the corners of the woman's mouth twitched. A touch of arc: "The reason why the Black Waltz Night can be passed down to this day and its reputation has not diminished is because of the wonderful experience of Jacob Taradaki. Few people can guess what he saw. An unknown secret has attracted everyone. human curiosity."

   Strange woman.

  Lairon's inner evaluation of her, Baron Draco narrowed his eyes, glanced at the absurd singing and dancing on the stage, and asked with a smile: "Beautiful lady, you seem to know the secret?"

   "As it happens, I know something." The beautiful woman stretched lazily, leaned on the armrest of the sofa, glanced at it casually, and asked playfully, "You, do you want to know?"

   "If you want." Layron responded.

"As the lady next to you said, the night of the black waltz is full of beauty, but this ancient story was embellished and processed by the Church of Justice. The real story is much more cruel and **** than the beautiful adventures people imagined. The woman smiled coquettishly, and stretched out a slender hand covered with all kinds of jewelry, and a series of pleasant sounds came out between the jewelry with the movement of her slender fingers: "During the establishment of the Magic Academy in Altdorf, many things happened. Things that cannot be explained by common sense. In order to appease the people and prevent them from trying to lynch the wizards around them, these incidents were covered up. As a result, most incidents were spread in the folklore, including many things that did not happen. The whole street Whether the stories being told from one side of the city to the other are true, or whether a black waltz actually danced on the docks may never be known for sure."

  Lai Lun frowned, obviously the woman in front of her grasped the facts that ordinary people cannot know, so she paid more attention to listening.

"When the nocturne came to an end, the people in the port area who were dancing heartily stood still, their empty pupils seemed to have been deprived of their souls. The crowd fell to the ground, like marionettes out of control..." The woman said quietly as she watched the performance on the stage.

"Priest Moore and soldiers in black emerged from the pre-dawn fog, and they walked through the crowd, looking for those who died in this event, whether they were trampled to death by crazy dancing steps, or because of endless Danced to death from exhaustion, the corpses were nailed to stakes, blessed by the priests, then beheaded, and then taken away in a corpse wagon heavily wrapped in black cloth, after that, the night of the black waltz Dancers, they never showed up again."

   "Corruption?" Laeren frowned tightly, the only answer he could think of was this.

  At this time, a waiter in a black evening dress passed behind, and at the same time asked several people softly if they needed some refreshing mints. After receiving the answer, the waiter retreated very politely.

"Perhaps, Emperor Dieter III, who was in power at the time, officially said that drunken revelry and riots broke out in the dock area, but the legend of the night of the black waltz still exists. No matter what caused the death and disappearance that night, it is true It has had a profound impact on the citizens of Altdorf." The beautiful woman's laughter was as clear as a silver bell: "Until Jacob Talladarci created the Black Waltz Night, which reversed the truth of this tragedy."

   "Priest Moore, the black-clothed soldier... I understand, it's a vampire." Laeren thought for a while, and adding to what the woman said just now, he immediately came to a conclusion: "The out-of-control vampire has controlled the crowd."

"Hmm~ Correct answer." The woman looked calm and nodded slightly, not surprised at all. She half-kneeled on the sofa, her proud body moved closer to Laeren, showing her fangs that belonged to vampires, and said softly: " Baron Layron, after you know the truth, you can choose to tell Miss Sirena, the daughter of the Elector of Middenland, it's up to you~"

   "??!" Lairen's face changed suddenly, he subconsciously touched the Holy Sword of the Beast Slayer, but it was in vain.

  Yeah, who would have thought that there would be vampires in the heavily guarded South Coast community.

"Don't worry, Baron Lailon, I have no hostility towards you." The woman leaned against the sofa, stretched out a jade hand, stroked the golden hair on her forehead, rested her cheeks with her hands, and had a pair of blue eyes He stared at Lairen with a smile on his face: "Mr. Baron, I know your strength very well, so Miss Xilinna who is with you is the key~"

Lailon turned his head away calmly. The waiter in a black tuxedo who received him and the Elector's daughter just now was standing behind the sofa with a smile on his face. His scarlet eyes permeated the theater, and he was dressed in a light blue evening dress. Shirina in the dress was dazed, with her eyes closed, leaning in the arms of the tuxedo waiter, quietly like a sleeping kitten, if she didn't pay attention to the cold blade dagger on her white neck.

   "You dare to threaten the daughter of the White Wolf Elector." Lellen stared straight at the strange woman, with his right hand stuck in the armhole, where the obsidian dagger was hidden: "I don't mind destroying the whole theater."

   "Forget it, I didn't come to Altdorf to test your strength."

   "Hahaha~~" Some laughter came from the musical on stage, which sounded like mocking, or excitement during stage fright.

"Look at this handsome and handsome face, which noble lady won't be moved by it." The female vampire shook her head, she still held her cheeks: "In fact, Baron Lailon, you can't kill me, and I can't kill you either. You, the Sisterhood of Lamia, have never liked violence, I just wanted to make a deal with you."

   "Businessmen do transactions based on credit, and I don't believe a vampire has credit." Lailon said coldly.

   "So this is not a transaction between merchants, but a transaction between the heroes of the empire and the Lamia vampire." The female vampire said with a chuckle, and stood up: "Come with me, Mr. Baron."

   As he said that, the tuxedo waiter naturally and gently lifted Shirina from behind his ribs, and led her to follow the direction of the female vampire's departure, while not forgetting his duty as a waiter: "Please, Mr. Lellen."

   "..." Baron Draco stood up, murderous in his eyes, he took a deep look at the musical on the stage, held the obsidian dagger tightly, and turned to follow.

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