super music master

Lying on the hillside, the dense grass was very soft, and the grass stems pricked the skin on his back, making it itchy. The sun was warm and the breeze was gentle. Herman held a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, moved his teeth gently, and rested his hands on his head.

Head, half-squinted eyes.

As an ordinary herdsman in Hyde Ranch, lying on the grass and basking in the sun in his free time is a rare time for Herman to enjoy. If it were in the past, he would not be able to stand running hard under the sun until

Exhausted, I then lay down on the ground, feeling the pulse of the earth, feeling that I was still alive, and relieving my longing for my family.

This is Germany in the 19th century. The country has what is known as the most powerful army in the world, but such strength is the result of the hard work of countless people, including his family and him.

After reaching adulthood, because he did not continue his studies or join the army, he came to a remote pasture far away from the city to cultivate enough meat for the huge motherland. There is almost no possibility of going home all year round, and missing him is naturally unavoidable.

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But Herman didn't miss him too much at this time. Although it had been more than a year since he came to the ranch, he was living a pretty good life here. In addition, as a boy of 16 years old, he didn't live too well.

I often miss my family. So when I am alone in the dead of night, I will inevitably feel a little lonely. But after the sun rises, such longing will slowly be squeezed out.

For the great motherland, I can contribute everything I have, but now I am just a little lonely. There is nothing I can't understand.

Our great motherland was built by us. This is a sentence often said by the ranch manager, Lieutenant Maitreya, and Herman has always kept this sentence in mind.

Lieutenant Maitreya was originally a great soldier, but because he was seriously injured in the war, he had to quit the army. However, the motherland did not forget his contribution and asked him to manage a farm. This is what Herman saw.

He was the tallest big shot in his life, so of course he took Lieutenant Maitreya's words to heart.

However, Herman was still very grateful to Lieutenant Maitreya. Because Lieutenant Maitreya did not have too strict management, as long as they finished their work, he would not punish them. Moreover, when he had nothing to do, he would also tell them about the outside world.

Let them know everything that is happening outside. Such a Lieutenant Maitreya is simply great.

You know, he once heard from herdsmen on other ranches that many people came to the ranch because of the cruelty of their leaders. Not only did they work very hard, but they would also lose their lives if they were not careful.

As a ten-year-old boy, although he still cannot fully understand death, he also knows that death is not a very pleasant thing.

Herman is an easily satisfied person. Being able to have a full meal and enjoy the warmth of the sun is a kind of happiness. But now, the happy Herman also has doubts. Everything was just last night.

a dream.

In the dream, he seemed to be the incarnation of a god, holding a divine weapon in his hand, and with a casual wave, he could take away anyone's life. That feeling of the sharp sword in his hand passing through the other person's neck, and his body falling weakly.

Herman's whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Not because of fear, not because of the smell of blood still lingering on the tip of his nose, but because he found that he suddenly liked the smell. It was salty and fishy, ​​and it seemed that his whole body's spirit was lifted. That was

An addictive feeling.

Thinking of this, Herman couldn't help but patted his forehead troubledly. Although he didn't like studying very much and was naughty since he was a child, he was unlikely to like killing. He only likes blood. Otherwise, he wouldn't come.

to the ranch, without entering the army.

But he once heard Lieutenant Maitreya say that soldiers who enter the battlefield have some strange symptoms because of their life on the battlefield. Such as sensitivity, coldness, and bloodthirsty, but these are symptoms that only real soldiers will have.

He's not, he's just an ordinary person. How come he has symptoms that only great soldiers have?

Especially in order to test whether he really likes blood, in the morning, he went to the slaughterhouse not far from the ranch to help. Originally, watching the animals he was familiar with being slaughtered one by one, he was a little nervous.

He couldn't bear it. Today, he suddenly found that his heart was beating. It was not nervous, but...excited.

Hermann was very confused, but he couldn't tell these things. After all, it was just a dream. Saying that he was frightened by a dream would probably cement his reputation as a coward.

Damn it. The great Germans must not be cowards.

Oh, by the way, this sentence was also said by Lieutenant Maitreya. What Lieutenant Maitreya said is correct.

With this thought, Herman seemed to relax a little. He couldn't help but put his body in the "big" position, feeling the breeze caressing his body, listening to the gurgling water, the chirping of insects and birds, as if his heartbeat was connected to the earth.

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This quiet and comfortable state allowed Herman to slowly get rid of the influence of the nightmare. After driving the bloody figure out of his mind, Herman couldn't help but focus on other places in the dream. Not that one.

A powerful, god-like figure, but it was the people who attacked that figure, or rather the weapons in their hands.

It was a beautiful-looking thing, with a pitch-black shape emitting a cold light. That thing was strange in Herman's eyes, because it was different from the weapons in his memory. It was in the shape of a seven.

, holding the handle in his hand, a pipe extends out, and there is a small circle at the mouth of the pipe, which seems to be the size of a bullet mouth.

"Is that a pistol?" This was Herman's doubt.

But he soon shook his head. He had seen the pistol before. It was Lieutenant Maitreya's treasure. It had a short handle, a long and narrow barrel, and the hammer had to be pressed down before it could be fired. The things in his mind were similar to Lieutenant Maitreya's.

There is a clear difference between a pistol and it is definitely not a pistol.

However, what puzzled Herman was that the strange-shaped pistol in the dream could also fire weapons, and the rate of fire and power were quite high. Almost as soon as he heard the gunshot, the bullets came directly to the bloody figure.

In front of him, although a bloody figure flashed past him, a big bullet hole was left in the surrounding area.

Such bullet holes cannot be seen even in the Empire's most powerful Gatling gun, but it seems to be just a pistol.

"Sure enough, I'm just dreaming!" Herman laughed at himself. The empire has the most advanced weapons in the world and has invincible soldiers. How can there be any place in the world that can compare with the empire?

What's more, it's just a small, weird-looking pistol.

It can actually be compared with the most powerful weapon in the empire. No one would believe it if I told you. It is just a dream, so this idea comes to mind.

Although he thought so, Herman seemed to have a vague idea in his mind that that weapon must exist.

Every time such an idea comes up, Herman shakes his head fiercely. The empire is powerful and invincible. How can anyone compare with the empire? This must be a dream, and the real proof is still in a dream.

The weapon of the bloody figure.

If someone can really make such a powerful weapon, why can't even a human long sword penetrate it? The empire's weapons can penetrate even the strongest armor in the world. The great Twelve Knights in the past can still penetrate it.

Wasn't it just that the empire used weapons to wipe them out in one fell swoop?

So this is just a dream, otherwise it means that the weapon is not even comparable to a sword. Although in Herman's heart, the sword is a divine weapon. But since it is used by people, the divine weapon must also be made by people.

, how can a sword be compared with a machine gun? It’s simply impossible!

Herman smiled slightly, feeling suddenly relieved. The empire was still invincible.

While relaxing, he couldn't help but slowly think of that sharp sword, that artifact. The sharpness that could break anything made the nineteen-year-old boy obsessed. He couldn't help but grab a piece of grass at will and follow the instructions in the dream.

The skill was delivered, but the grass fell directly down without even flying a meter away from him.

"Look, this is indeed a dream!" Seeing the falling grass, Herman didn't know whether he should be happy or disappointed, or both. No matter where he is, a child will have a dream of being strong.

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This is hidden in the blood and soul of every human being. It will not shrink or fade away. Once there is a chance, this flame will burn out. This is why whether it is martial arts or superheroes, in

With such a huge influence worldwide, they are everyone's dream.

Since he couldn't do it, he had to find a place to put his powerful dream. Now it was like this. It seemed that everything in his mind was just a dream, and Herman felt even more lost.

I stood up and patted the grass clippings on my body. It was noon and it was already time to eat. Although it was relatively leisurely in the pasture, if I didn't go there during the meal, there was still a high chance that I wouldn't be able to eat.

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Having no food means having to work hungry. Although the workload is not too big, working hungry is not a happy thing. Therefore, Herman will not miss every meal.

As I walked, I couldn't help but think of the experiment just now.: "It should be because I don't have that artifact in my hand!"

Herman seemed to remember that the bloody figure was so powerful because he held the artifact in his hand.

"Let me tell you, I can do it too, it's just that I'm missing an artifact! But the name of the artifact is so strange, why is it called Sanchi...!!"

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