I stopped being a warrior and became the strongest

Is it time already? ’

She smiles with a happy look at the message.

"Hoho... Deeks completed the trail of the Scripture." You're my first apostle. ’

Now the scripture written by Deeks is written by the hands of priests who wear the sacred power of Tang Khan.

It's going to spread all over the world.

Many will know the name of Tang Khan and will seek him out.

‘As the number of believers increases, so does the power to express in the prepared world, so now we can gain more power. Well done, Deeks. ’

Other warriors are wandering around to proclaim his name.

‘Dutta, Choco and Deadon are doing well. ’

JooJoon praises me with his thoughts about the warriors who will suffer.

‘Plus, the reward seems to be getting bigger. Good, good. ’

She glanced at the reward area with a satisfactory look.

Soon he turns his head to look at Odyssey's message.

‘Now let's look at Odyssey. I used to play beautifully in front of the king of the Elves, Serdans II. ’

And also through a successful performance.

Haven't you had a chance to write "Tang Khan" songs in the realm of the Elves who are relatively hostile to Tang Khan?

‘If you're going to write my song, I'd like you to make one with a cool one. What song are you going to write? Don't tell me you've already made it. ’

He imagined the journey of Odyssey.

I put my finger on his message.

Zec

Odyssey talks with him in his home in Kenon.

“I sincerely congratulate you on finishing the song. Now your wish can be fulfilled. ”

“Thank you, but I don't think it's time to celebrate yet. ”

Kenon nods as if he understands Odyssey's answer.

“There's still a performance to be had. ”

“That's right. It's only after the concert that the crowd will acknowledge the song I created, and it will spread to the people's mouths. ”

Composition was never easy.

What was more difficult was telling the public the songs that were written.

“Obviously getting the nobles' recognition is the best way to spread the word... But it won't be easy to satisfy Serdans, Elders, and nobles. Even if you're an excellent musician. ”

“What? ”

The song he played, the return of the Stragglers, bought Ser 'n his joy.

What do you mean, it's hard to satisfy them?

“What do you mean? ”

Odyssey asked with a curious expression.

Kenon leans on his staff and continues the horse.

“The song you played, Serdun and the other nobles already knew about the Stragglers' return. That's why the different interpretations you gave them inspired them. ”

“... So Kenon's saying that the songs I wrote are hard to come up with the same impression? ”

Kenon is neither positive nor negative.

“It's not going to be easy. Besides, this song of yours, it needs a lot of instruments, doesn't it? ”

“ · · · ”

“The number of instruments used in the musical choir has been up and down five times. But there are over 10 instruments in your songs. Of course, I don't want to disparage your challenge. It's just...

Kenon takes a short breath and continues to speak.

“The challenges beyond common sense are always accompanied by a question mark, and no one can be sure how Ser Dunn and the other nobles will react. The last words can make noise, not harmony. ”

Odyssey nods slowly to Kennon's worrying advice.

‘Kenon's words are not wrong. because I'm not even sure if it's the right song to play. ’

It was a song that seemed to have been seduced by something for months and was completely immersed in the song.

After completing it, a song was created that was completely different from common sense.

‘But... without this many instruments, he wouldn't be able to express his various emotions and feelings. ’

There were tones that could be expressed on every instrument.

They were things I could never give up in completing my songs.

‘You can tell if this piece of music... is a complete or a failure. ’

Odyssey's done thinking.

He looks at Kenon and insists.

“I appreciate the advice, but I'm willing to trust the product of my efforts. When I give up, I think trying is a courtesy of the song that I wrote. ”

“I guess so."

Maybe it's because Odyssey's will seems resolute.

“If that's what you want, I won't tell you anymore. ”

A humble elf nods with a light smile.

Opens the door in front of you.

“Go inside. Everyone's just waiting for your song to finish. ”

Then Odyssey lowered his head.

Through an open door and into a wide room.

“No, I have to touch the string more carefully here. That's what Bachma meant! ”

“No! That's where the color of the music dies! A little harder here.”

Elves, Humans, Demibeasts, etc. are in the room.

Each faction was exchanging opinions with an instrument.

It even seemed quite liberal.

[Are they artists? Surprisingly, you're getting along.]

“They know that appearances don't matter. ”

Maron was surprised.

After Odyssey got a little tired.

I'm in front of them.

“I'm sorry to keep you waiting. ”

“Is the new song finally complete? ”

Odyssey nods at an elf's question.

“It took longer than I expected. I'm sorry."

“What's there to be sorry about? Thanks to that, we were able to live in a comfortable environment. Puhahaha!”

“Given that most of the musicians are wandering around the country, we should be thankful. ”

“Is it hard to write a song? Rather, you completed it sooner than we thought. ”

Fortunately, the public opinion didn't look so bad.

Odyssey smiles at the mouth.

“Thank you for your understanding. So I want you to take this sheet music. ”

Give Odyssey a sheet of music.

“Hmm… hmm? ”

There was a question mark on the faces of the musicians looking at the sheet music.

“Am I mistaken? ”

Some doubt my eyes and even rub them together.

“I don't know if I'm saying this... but I think there are 15 instruments in this song... Am I misinterpreting this? ”

“No, you saw it correctly. ”

“... exactly? ”

Odyssey said that the embarrassment spread on the faces of the musicians.

He continues to speak with a sudden face.

“You must be embarrassed. But I'm proud that this song is going to make a new difference to music! ”

“I don't think this is beyond insanity... I get it. ”

Maybe it's because Odyssey showed confidence.

Players hide their embarrassment and catch the instrument.

“Let's get started, then. ”

Start waving the thin baton Odyssey was holding.

Thumperbam

A great sound came from a big horn made of thick bones.

Roland's gentle tone underpins him.

The tones start to blend together.

Later.

Boom.

“No! That's not it! ”

Suddenly Odyssey hits a single phase and stops playing.

“That part is just an expression of Tang Khan's kindness! Roland! Lower your voice! Then use heavy expressions! Compassion and ruthless are two parchments! Play it as if you were crossing that line! ”

He yells at the musician sitting in front of Roland.

“.. I understand. ”

The performer nodded without much complaint.

“Then I'll start all over again! ”

The interrupted play will resume.

But, um...

Thumperbam

“Again! Orlando's part needs to be louder here! That sounded completely buried! Again!"

Thumperbam

“This is the part where he gets angry! Louder! Say it louder! Again!!"

The Odyssey who didn't like the musician continued to stop playing.

I encouraged the musicians to gather the scattered sounds together.

“Hey, conductor. Let's do it right. ”

Maybe it's because the playing keeps getting interrupted.

Some players complain.

“How am I supposed to keep my voice down here? Lower your voice here or Roland will be completely engulfed by the sound of barren! ”

“That's why I told you to play along the line! ”

“Ha..”

Did he think Odyssey's demands made no sense?

The Rolander's laughter spills, and suddenly he rises from his seat.

“Then let the conductor demonstrate himself. If you show me where his midpoint is, I'll repeat it. ”

“Sure."

Odyssey sits recklessly on a chair with his finger on Roland's forehead.

“I'll start with the third movement. ”

Beat the keyboard with a soft yet strong finger.

Unlike when the performer hit Roland a while ago.

Darang

There was a clear sound, and it blended with the majestic sound that emanated from Barren.

“ · · · ”

The Roland player stares at you dazed.

Soon the demonstration will be over.

Odyssey gets up from his seat and stares at the Rolanders.

“Play it like I just hit you. Now you know where the boundary is, right? ”

“.. why are you directing? ”

“What do you mean? ”

“Wouldn't it be better if you played it yourself? ”

The Roland player stares at him with an unpleasant look as if he had been greatly insulted.

Odyssey shakes his head.

“A coalition cannot do this alone. And I just thought I was in charge to express my colorful tone and intent. ”

“ · · · ”

“Don't get me wrong. I didn't mean to insult you. You also have excellent performance. No! I don't doubt the skill of everyone here. ”

Maybe it's because of Odyssey's serious voice.

Players silently listen to him.

“The only reason I kept stopping and repeating was because I wanted to band together the sound of the instrument. It requires repetition and mastery. ”

“... I understand. I apologize for my rudeness. ”

“No. I would have been offended, too. I apologize.”

Odyssey looks down.

“ · · · ”

The Roland player sat back down with a straight face.

The interrupted play will resume.

“Again! This time...”

In the meantime, I repeatedly repeatedly stopped playing.

Do you even know how to play Barry? Let's just shut up. If we don't move, we'll be halfway there. ’

‘This is a great opportunity to steal the talent of a Cerdon II acclaimed musician and composer. Where else would I get an opportunity like this? ’

No one complained to Odyssey.

“Phew... Good work, guys. That's all for today! I definitely feel much better than I did the first time! ”

In a few hours.

At last, Odyssey announces that his training is over.

“Well done.”

A smile was spreading across the mouths of weary players.

Odyssey yells at them.

“If we go like this, we'll be able to play this song for Serdun II's birthday. ”

“... what does that mean? Serdon II's birthday.”

Ser Dan II's birthday.

Isn't it a grand festival for all the people of Eldrad?

“You're kidding, right?”

“It's true. I've already received the permission of Serdant II. ”

“Oh, my God."

In his remarks, musicians can't hide their embarrassment and joy at the same time.

“I can't believe I'm playing in a position like that... oh, my... oh, my...”

“If I show off my skills there, I might not be a royal musician! ”

“However, there are certain conditions that must be met in order for us to go out on Serdanese II's birthday. It means that our performance has to be perfect. ”

The End