The person who was given the name [Baiyin] by Bai Luo did not refuse, but did not agree either.
He looked hesitant.
Maybe he really likes this name, but he doesn't want to call himself by this name given by others.
When talking about silver, people will naturally think of another word - gold.
What is gold
Gold is the final stage of alchemy, representing the moment when something worthless finds its meaning and becomes gold.
The person with the title of "Gold" is Rhinedot.
She is a cold, strict woman.
So strict that they would discard what others considered to be complete miracles as defective products.
But Bai Luo gave him a name like Baiyin.
In the alchemy of the other world, alchemists created many symbols of binary opposition.
Like yin and yang, king and queen, day and night, sun and moon
The opposite of gold is silver.
"Gold has deprived you of the right to be the Son of Chalk, so I will give you the name of Silver. Are you willing to accept it?"
"... ..."
I don’t know if it’s a coincidence.
There is no wind or snow outside the snow-capped mountains today.
The moonlight shines beautifully on the snow-capped mountains.
In order to keep the books dry, Wagin specially chose this place for Bai Luo where they could be exposed to sunlight.
Coincidentally, the moonlight also happens to shine in through the cave entrance.
The bright moonlight shone into the cave, perfectly illuminating the sunset fruit in Bai Luo's hand with incredible clarity.
reject
Does he have a choice
This boy originally wanted to become Albedo but was nicknamed Albedo.
In this case, it "voluntarily" accepted the name of silver and became black silver.
A camp of the Fatui.
In the snowy mountains, even Albedo probably wouldn't enjoy life as much as the Fatui.
That’s right, they live under the rule of the Ice Queen, so they are the best at dealing with the cold.
Even though it was not her first time entering the Fatui's tent, it was her first time experiencing the Fatui's advanced technology.
Being locked up, she didn't feel that this was a snowy mountain at all. She even felt that it was warmer here than Mond.
Maybe it was because Bai Luo personally instructed, even though Bai Luo had forgotten about this nun because of Yin's matter.
But the Fatui's men did their duty and imprisoned him.
However, although they imprisoned her, they followed Bai Luo's instructions and took good care of the nun.
Except for the lack of freedom, she was treated no differently from the other Fatui.
In contrast, the security is tighter than before.
The guards were all elite soldiers among the Fatui, and most of them were Ice Gun Heavy Guards, who were nicknamed Ice Fat.
Unlike the treasure-stealing groups that Rosalia had dealt with before, these Fatui were much more careful.
Through the investigation of the scene and the ice-attributed divine eye on her body, they easily understood her elemental properties.
In this case... ...it would be difficult for Rosalia to break through the Ice Gun's heavy guards without a weapon.
But as the saying goes, even the most careful planning can lead to mistakes.
Today, Rosalia finally found an opportunity.
"Have you heard? The dragon on the mountain seems to be coming alive?"
The nun, who was originally lying on the bed with her eyes closed, opened her eyes slightly and looked at the two guards without making a sound.
In her impression, these guards rarely talked to each other.
"You mean that strange noise?"
The other guard was not surprised by his colleague's words.
Although he was not at the scene, the sound, which sounded like two trees rubbing against each other, could be heard near the camp.
The most frustrating thing is that this kind of sound is extremely penetrating. Even if they find a way to block their hearing, the sound seems to be able to penetrate the limitations of the flesh and reach the soul directly.
It is said that all the colleagues who were cleaning up the wreckage of Durin fainted because of the sound.
This sound, which is impossible for humans to make, naturally became a rumor that the dragon was about to revive.
Chapter 409 Bai·Music Genius·Luo
Rosalia also heard the sound.
As a drunkard who had been influenced by the tavern bards, Rosalia keenly realized that this sound that went straight to the soul seemed to be some kind of musical instrument
She didn't know what instrument would make people exclaim "Oh! Damn!"
But she understood that this kind of voice would be the best help for her to get out of trouble.
“Buzz—”
This strange sound did not disappoint Rosalia.
The guard had just lit the lamp in the tent when an extremely piercing sound echoed across the entire snow-capped mountain.
Fortunately, due to certain forces, it is difficult for an avalanche to occur on this snow mountain without human intervention.
Otherwise... ... they will be buried by the snow sooner or later.
"here we go again... ... "
Outside the tent, the Fatui had already become alert because of the noise.
But the guards responsible for guarding Rosalia stood there motionless.
As a soldier, their duty is to guard this prisoner.
Before the commander issues new orders, they will not leave their posts even if the dragon really revives and attacks them.
Rosalia was not disappointed, because from the beginning, she did not expect that this sound could lure away the guards.
She just wanted to use the sound as a cover-up and do something.
Knife, Gauntlet, Spikes
Anything on her that could be used as a weapon was taken away by the Ice Firefly Warlock. In addition, Ice Fatty, who was extremely sensitive to ice elements, was unable to use the ice elements to condense ice blades.
Logically speaking, she should have no way of breaking open the wooden cage.
But these fools still overlooked another thing about her.
He placed his hands on his chest in a praying gesture.
No matter how rude she usually is when she smokes at ceremonies, it doesn't really look out of place for her to pose like this now.
But she didn't do this to pray to the God of Wind.
Because she knew very well that in this situation, instead of praying for Bartolomeo's protection, it would be better to save herself.
She gently ran her hand across the valley on her chest and pulled out a sharp knife.
This knife is only as long as a palm, but in this situation... ...it can play a very good role.
The Ice Firefly Mage had searched the chest area before, but she had never imagined that someone would hide such a weapon in such a soft and fragile place.
All I can say is that it depends on the person.
For example, Hu Walnut, let alone a small knife as long as her palm, she might not even be able to hold the blade she usually uses for shaving.
The people who are the flattest in Walnut Pond (including men) are not called such in vain.
However, this knife is not used to break the cage. Although breaking the cage is not a difficult task, it will inevitably alert several guards.
She touched her chest again, and after using a knife to pry something apart inside her clothes, she pulled out something that looked like a piece of wire.
As someone who grew up in a gang of thieves, unless the Fatui use some locks without keyholes produced by Fontaine, otherwise... ... they can't trap her.
After using a quilt to disguise herself as a human, Rosalia tiptoed to open the lock on the cage under the cover of noise and escaped.
However, she did not choose to attack several guards because she knew that would only get her captured again.
Her scary-looking eyes scanned the tent for a few times, then she picked up the knife in her hand and gently cut a hole in the weakest part of the tent, enough for her to pass through.
The sudden cool air made Rosalia break out in a cold sweat.
Fortunately, the Fatui who were guarding him were distracted by the noise and did not notice what was happening here.
Just like that, she sneaked out quietly and disappeared into the woods under the cover of night.
It was not until one of the guards noticed that the temperature in the tent seemed to be getting lower and lower that he realized that the person had escaped.
But now it is a bit difficult to catch someone who is extremely good at hiding himself in the vast snow-capped mountains.
"A song that breaks one's heart, a thousand miles apart we can share the beauty of the moon."
After stopping his movements, Bai Luo slowly exhaled and recited his "spell" as usual.
You can keep saying whatever you want about his erhu, but you can always believe how good he is at matching five-character poems. Even seven countries may not be able to find such a talent, and even justice will have to say that word - indeed.
He could always make two completely unrelated poems sound harmonious.
In fact, he didn't want to play the erhu originally.
A gentleman will die for his friend, and play a song for his soulmate.
Apart from some people who have a life-and-death friendship with him, not many people have the honor of hearing his music.
He did this because of what Yin said.
It's a bit cold in the cave, I want to go out and bask in the sun.
Yin's meaning was simple. He wanted to use the excuse of basking in the sun to go out and see the scenery outside.
Reading in the cave all the time would make the android feel bored even if he was not nearsighted.
But Bai Luo misunderstood what he meant.
With the blessing of the God of Wind, Bai Luo was protected by the wind on the snowy mountain.
So when others felt cold, he didn't feel anything unusual.
In order to make Yin no longer feel cold and to warm his heart, Bai Luo decided to take out his erhu blessed by the God of Wind to drive away the severe cold in the cave.
So... ...the previous scene happened.
The amplifying effect of the Wind God's blessing, coupled with the echoes in the cave, made the already... beautiful sound even louder.
The entire camp where Wagin was located was completely wiped out.
And Yin fell into a deep sleep listening to the melodious and age-old sound of the erhu.
Apart from eating Bai Luo's sunset fruit, he had never slept so soundly, and he hasn't woken up until today.
The erhu always reminds people of sad things. He had played a piece of music before, and when he saw the moon rising in the sky, he couldn't help but miss the past.
So while his hands were still warm, he played another song.
Standing at the entrance of the cave, looking at the clouds in the sky that were cleared by the sound of his erhu, Bai Luo couldn't help but sigh.
I'm really good at pulling!
At the same time, he liked the erhu in his hand even more.
No one can resist an instrument that has a loud and light sound while also allowing him to control the wind.
This also reminded him of the old man who gave him the erhu.