Illimitable Until Death

The next day, at dawn, Sylvia was called and asked to come to her side.

Unfortunately, Sylvia needs to attend a major event organized by the company to build her reputation and can't come here.

As a result, Sylvia hastily arrived at noon only on the third day.

“A song that brings happiness to people? ”

Sylvia showed much more interest than she had ever imagined when she learned about it.

Not beyond the excitement of imagination, but beyond the flatness of imagination.

“What's the matter? ”

Looking at Sylvia's appearance of a lack of excitement, she opened her mouth in surprise.

“Don't you like it? ”

This is amazing.

You know, Sylvia doesn't usually have a hobby, the only thing she likes is singing.

And he himself has said more than once that he wants more people to hear his song.

So we thought that Sylvia should be interested in the appearance of the Gospel.

But what's with the cold reaction?

Sylvia sighed when she saw the strange expression in the square.

“I mean, aren't you thinking of my song as the power itself? ”

Sylvia said with some air drums.

“I do want more people to hear my song, but it's just a song, and I'm not going to sing a song with" power "to others? ”

When I heard that, I understood.

Sylvia's words are very simple.

Although Sylvia wants to make her song heard by more people, she doesn't want to do anything with it.

That is, Sylvia just wants to sing a common song.

Don't carry any power.

Don't carry any mysteries.

Just a regular song.

“I don't know what kind of magic is recorded in the Gospel, so it can bring happiness to people. Is that the power of magic, not the power of singing? ”

Sylvia said so.

“Happiness in this way is no different than forcibly turning people's hearts around, and I don't want my songs to be like this. ”

It's natural, it's natural.

A song that makes people happy?

Sounds nice, but it really doesn't make sense if it's the result of magic or some mysterious force.

At least not for a singer like Sylvia.

“If there's really a song that people can be happy with when they hear it, whatever the cost, I want to be able to learn.” Sylvia has never had a serious look before, "Sylvia said," but I hope it's an ordinary song, not a song with "power," do you understand? ”

That's why Sylvia was so excited about the Gospel.

Sylvia's thoughts can also be understood.

Indeed.

Using the magic spells documented in the Gospel to make people happy is actually no different than manipulating the hearts of others.

A song that truly makes people happy should be about sensitization, not strength.

For this, we can only laugh bitterly.

“Nor did I tell you to sing this song to others, just to think that maybe you could improve your abilities. ”

The idea was to use the Gospel to make Sylvia more combative, not to have Sylvia perform in the Gospel to make people happy.

“Even if you don't do that, you can make people like you with your own singing voice, otherwise you won't be the world's most popular idol? ”

There is still a lot of confidence in this.

So Sylvia's misconceptions are quite grievous.

And that made Sylvia laugh.

“I didn't misunderstand you either, I just wanted to share my thoughts with you.” Sylvia held the arm in the square, caressing his chest like a comfort, smiling softly and saying: “Of course, I would be happy to be able to increase my fighting power, after all, that would help you more. ”

As Sylvia has already been mentioned, the power of her own direct death eye has increased by several stages, allowing her strength to improve directly or indirectly.

In that case, Sylvia doesn't want to fall behind.

“Let me see the Gospel. ”

Sylvia closed one of her eyes and looked a little playful.

“Even if the power inside doesn't appeal to my dreams, if I can create a new song, I can get a concert. ”

Rumor has it, Fang Li nodded.

“But the original book of magic is not something you can read, it pollutes the human spirit.” Fang Li said: “I have props that can add spiritual support on my side, this gives you...”

In a nutshell, Sylvia spoke.

“That shouldn't be necessary.” Sylvia said to the other side: "When I met Vartan before, I had suffered from her mental attacks and had no power to fight back. After that, in order to stop the same thing from happening, I wrote a song that would strengthen my spirit, which should be fine. ”

“And you made songs like that?” There was a slight glimmer in the square, even said: “That's fine, but just in case, use it with props, no one knows how strong the spiritual contamination caused by the original Book of Magic is, maybe you alone can't completely prevent it? ”

“Exactly.” Sylvia sighed a little and nodded in agreement.

This is reassuring.

At this point, the news began to be broadcast on television.

“Not too long ago, a prominent exhibition hall in the country was attacked by unidentified terrorists late at night, because of the importance of Roman Orthodox sacred objects in the exhibition hall, where guards were handed over to internal personnel at the request of the other party, resulting in no casualties among the general population. ”

“The attackers were unidentified, of unknown age, of unknown origin, even of unknown gender, and seemed merely to want to steal the crucifix of the Gospel and not to target the rest of the exhibits. ”

“At present, the police are officially involved, but the Roman Orthodox community has strongly expressed that the incident must be dealt with internally and is now at an impasse with the police. ”

Watching the news on TV, Silvia and Fong silently silenced.

After a while, Sylvia spoke.

“Recent events have been going well, and the first concert in the Academy City should take place in the near future, and if the show is very successful, the tour will begin. ”

In other words, Sylvia has become very busy lately.

Naturally, they get busy completing their tasks.

The time they spend together should start to diminish.

Of course, this is not much time for Miles and Sylvia, who have become a community of life.

Just...

“You have to be careful. ”

Silvia whispered.

“Don't mess around...”

This sentence was not answered, but held Sylvia's hand tightly.

Sylvia, that's a relief.

This is the beginning of a long effort.