Duke’s Quadruplets Are All Overpowered Chapter 245

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I fell into memories while listening to the songs that embellished my school days. I put the Skade Mer in the sheath and stood still, listening to the Siren’s song. The fact that my pelvis twitches without me realizing it is probably a natural sign of someone who experienced that era. The siren’s voice heard through the thick fog is completely the voice I know. If I used my Cheonan vision, I would be able to see through this fog, but I didn’t. I wanted to feel a little more of them dancing beyond the fog.

[Oh my goodness]

Maybe the fog is the Siren’s consideration.

If someone saw me making cute faces to ‘Oh My God’, I would experience the shame of those days all over again. The reason I especially like this song, which represents the mid-to-late 2000s, but also feel ashamed of it, is because it is the song that each class was forced to sing during the ‘school festival’.

The siren euphemized the song.

I waited for the next song with excitement. It didn’t matter to me whether it was a monster that seduced sailors and ate them, or a noble fairy of the sea. I longed for longing and focused on the sound of the siren’s music.

[Woowoo-]

again.

Like the first time.

A sad aria is heard.

[My baby I love you so… … .]

“Ahhhh.”

yet-

It becomes a familiar song to me again.

As soon as the first verse started, I burst into tears.

How could I not know?

This song symbolized ‘Acorn World’.

I felt like my shameful history, buried deep in my heart, was being revived.

Swept away by the torrent of nostalgia, the siren sings, ‘Polestar doesn’t know’, the forgotten –

I kept listening to songs from that era.

Idols, solo singers, and even theme songs from old TV programs.

It took less than ten years for the world to descend into destruction.

But ten years was a painful enough time to live without music.

“ah.”

When I suddenly came to my senses, I had listened to six songs. The sailors who were captivated by the siren’s song were not under some strong temptation. She just wanted to listen to her favorite song! The Siren’s song had no demonic power at all, just the magic of her song itself.

“Obviously, K-pop was very popular until the world came to an end.”

How do the sirens know the old songs of my homeland?

Did you go to Earth to study music? Did you happen to get a CD player with some famous K-pop songs on it? I managed to pull myself out of the river of memories and decided to stop listening to music. It was extremely difficult. It was harsh to stop listening to the music I wanted to listen to. Especially for heavy listeners like me.

onetime.

There was a time when music was the only medicine allowed by the country.

Keying-!

As expected, the singing stopped when the ball’s strength was increased to protect the eardrums. Now the Sirens’ song could only be heard as the howling of an animal. I saw through the fog with a Cheonan tube. The others didn’t seem any different from me.

I watched Lily dance like a dancer. Lily exclaimed in admiration.

“Goddess of the Lake! Tree of brilliance! Sunlight – Ah! “It’s a refreshing life!”

A song that Lily hums.

I learned this during my liberal arts education.

It was a ‘praise song for the three gods’ among the classical music of the empire.

I also checked other people’s symptoms. Clark sang the sailor’s song passionately. The sailors seemed to be singing traditional folk songs from their hometown. Naturally, none of them listened to K-pop. I thought that couldn’t be possible. Siren didn’t sing K-pop. The K-pop I heard was magic. Perhaps it was one of Goghae’s mysterious and unique magic that brings out favorite music from the listener’s memory.

Suddenly, if you capture a siren and carry it around, wouldn’t it be a ‘living MP3’?

I wanted to do that, but since I was a stickler for moral principles, I didn’t try anything out of the ordinary.

Even though it is not particularly dangerous, if left as is, time will be delayed.

It was time to find the source of the sound to stop the siren’s song.

[Mmmmmmm~]

I ended up witnessing Dalbi nodding his head and enjoying ‘music’.

“you… … .”

Youngsoos who like ‘music’ are rare, but they do exist. Just look at Lily’s monkey spirit, Corky. Youngsu does not understand the concept of music. However, the deeper the connection with the magician, the more emotions he feels, and because he is a being who feels emotions, he is able to understand the emotion that music brings. But the Siren’s song was not ‘music’. Lily was intoxicated by the music, but Korang was just looking at her with a puzzled expression. Spirits cannot ‘hear’ the siren’s song. If my prediction is correct, spirit beasts do not have ‘memory of music’. Because it is a spirit beast on the border between life and nature, the Siren’s magic does not work on it.

But Dalby.

It definitely looks like that.

It was an act of enjoying music.

In ‘memory’,

What kind of music does Dalby enjoy listening to so much?

I had been expecting it for a long time.

Dalbi is the moon goddess and a divine being who leads the spirit beasts.

Its power and origin are in contact with spiritual water.

However, this does not mean that Dalbi is ‘Youngsu’. Even before he interacted with me and gained emotions, his emotions were unusually clear, unlike other spirit beasts. Doubt turned into certainty. Dalbi is not Yeongsu. Well, that doesn’t change anything about her. I was just curious about what kind of life she lived before Dalby met me.

Keying-! Kiik-!

A beautiful singing voice for those who listen.

But the siren couldn’t sing.

The sound of an animal howling.

Beyond the fog.

I confirmed the Siren’s appearance.

I tried to chase the siren away.

I changed my mind again.

“It was nice to hear it after a long time.”

They weren’t monsters. He was a being with a heart so rich that his ‘emotion’ could be seen through Cheonan-tong. Sirens, beings that cannot be defined by human common sense, wanted only one thing from humans. I am longing for it. It reminds me of music and makes me sing. The Sirens, who like singing but cannot sing, just wanted to hear the sailors sing with their magic. It went too far and ended up creating bad rumors, but the intention was not evil.

“If only it were a return song.”

I woke up Lily, who was absorbed in music.

“Lily. Lily? hey.”

No matter how many times I called, I couldn’t come to my senses, so I slapped my cheek with the force of a ball.

“Huh-!”

Lily, who finally came to her senses, spoke with hazy eyes.

“Woah, you have to play! A bad idea comes to mind! Oh oh. “The bars, the melodies, and the scales dance!”

Lily hurriedly brought her Byella. I borrowed his spare Bayella.

“Ensemble! “You can follow along, right?”

“Play first.”

I played with Lily. It was quite a difficult task to imitate Lily’s performance with a difference of only 0.1 seconds. However, it was not impossible because I had Cheonan Tong and a trained body. Lily led the performance. Although I had heard some music from the Empire and the Western Continent, Lily’s playing did not match any classical or modern music. It was a wild performance that revealed all the emotions, but it did not lose its dignity. It was as wild as the sea, but even it was beautiful. Suddenly, a thought crossed my mind that a rare masterpiece like this was being born.

“haha.”

After finishing playing, Lily collapsed from exhaustion.

The fog had already cleared. In sunny weather, the sirens sitting on the rocky island no longer hid their appearances in the fog. Beauty is not only for humans. The Siren’s appearance was more primitive. A creature that cannot be found anywhere on the continent, with transparent and flexible tentacles like a jellyfish floating in the deep sea. But it’s not creepy or sinister like the devil. They were extremely dreamy and beautiful lives.

No more magic.

Lily’s playing seemed to have filled something that was missing in their lives.

All, all!

Some of them approached cautiously. The Siren approached us, swimming in the air as if in water, and greeted us with her gentle gestures. The sirens stayed on the deck for a while and then returned. A small piece of stone was sparkling where the Siren sat. All of those stone pieces were high-purity spirit stones that Dalbi would be amazed by.

Was it repayment?

Immediately after the sirens returned, the fog rolled in again, and our ship was pushed beyond by the fog even without the sea breeze or engine operation. Passed the Siren’s Sea.

“Oh oh. These are king carp, right? “Is it already the center?”

Clark points to the huge ‘goldfish’ swimming on the ocean surface.

He was surprised that he had reached the center of the monster in one go.

I watched the sea area of ​​Siren, where the fog was hazy in the distance, through the Cheonan Tong.

There were no sirens to be seen at all.

Hehehehehe-

It was then.

I realized I could faintly hear crying.

I found the Grand Duke of Materand crying, curled up in a corner.

I asked him what he was doing.

The Archduke cried and shouted.

“Mother’s lullaby! “Uh-huh-!”

… Here was the person who was most influenced by the Siren’s song.

“It was my mother’s lullaby! Lullaby, lullaby!”

Lily looked at him pitifully and patted his shoulder.

“Ugh. is it so. It could be so. “You missed your mother.”

“Ugh.”

The Archduke cried in the arms of Lily, who was only half his size.

Lily comforted the Archduke by patting him on the back.

“Mom!”

“Ugh, that’s right. “They think of me as their mother.”

After those explosive emotions calm down.

How embarrassing.

For me, it’s as good as revealing the text written in ‘Acorn World’.

I thought it would be a shame.

* * *

It was time to stop for a while and plan our itinerary.

A thought occurred to me as I watched Dalbi greedily devouring the spirit stone.

sing.

memory.

Memories of a past life.

What about Siren?

Are memories stored in the brain?

In that case, ‘this body’ does not remember. Songs I knew from my past life.

Or are memories engraved in the soul? So, is it true that the me from before I was ten years old, who remembers my past life, and who I am now, with the memories of my past life as the subject, are really the ‘same soul’?

… … .

The endless questions reached my ominous imagination.

… indeed,

Are you confident?

‘This’ is the first time?

* * *

The Sea of ​​Monsters was truly a shitty place. He went without hesitation to the place pointed by the compass, killing all kinds of unheard of disasters and disaster-like monsters. Sinbad’s adventure could not have been more intense than this.

At sea, the performance of the Grand Duke of Matherand was dazzling.

The Grand Duke of Materand, who absorbed the power of the holy relic of ‘Water’, was able to control the sea water.

It was useful in many ways, such as escaping ocean eddies or pulling out attacking spearfish from the deep sea.

“It’s a new record. To get this far in just a few days! captain. We are adventurers who have left great achievements in the maritime world… Oh, you don’t really need it.”

It was when we reached uncharted waters.

“what. “What’s wrong with this?”

The compass needle, which had been pointing in only one direction up to now, slowly turned and then spun without stopping. The signs continued one after another. The sea water turned pitch black, and dark clouds gathered in the sky.

yet.

The discrepancy that started beyond the horizon grew bigger.

An unclean thing that gradually reveals itself.

The vast black sea fog rushed in as if they were going to eat it.

In an instant, a black fog covered the ship.

In pitch-black darkness.

The terrified sailors light their lanterns, but the light is dim.

Sigh-

After a horrifying bursting sound, like a whale’s cry, was heard.

There was no sound of rustling, but a huge ship rose from the dark sea.

It was a ship with only its bare bones remaining.

Tututuk-

From the moment the boat appeared, a nightmare unfolded.

There was a black stain like mold on the deck.

The dead came back from the stain.

White-skeleton soldiers hold toothless cutlasses and flash red eyes.

“Wow, it’s the army of the dead! “The legend was true.”

Although the sailors were scared and frustrated.

I treated the skeleton soldiers indifferently.

It’s not scary at all. Compared to Ushas, ​​they are like roses in a flower garden.

I swung the Skade Mer and killed the dead. Since it seemed like it would come back to life if attacked casually, it was crushed with overwhelming force and reduced to bone dust. Let’s kill all the dead. The dead came back from the stain again.

They weren’t the same guys.

It hasn’t been that long since he died.

Not white bones.

There is ‘flesh’ attached.

The dead were wearing the same clothes they wore when alive.

I glanced at the Archduke, realizing it was a Materand uniform.

After all, we knew each other.

The dead man wore a long-brimmed captain’s hat and the symbolic coat of a Matherand commander.

The Grand Duke of Matherand called his name with a gloomy face.

“… Admiral Salave.”

fantasy,