The pillar of fire containing divine power only continued to burn for more than ten seconds before extinguishing itself, but the high temperature that erupted was enough to burn the huge fat pig to charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and the air was filled with the aroma of roasted meat.

Roland briefly recounted his experiences since entering Akron to Lyudmila. Lyudmila's focus is on Jessica's background, although Roland did not say what happened to her mother, but after all, Lyudmila has been with him for many years, and she can guess from his face, and she has a little more sympathy for the little girl.

"Hey! Come and see, I found a good thing! Anthony shouted excitedly from downstairs.

Roland jumped down, and Lyudmila jumped down with Jessica in her arms and approached the boar carcass. Anthony stood in front of a charred pig's head, holding a smoky-blackened lyre.

"Where's the piano?" Lyudmila asked curiously.

"It was found in the belly of this pig, it was a magic piano with the name of its original owner engraved on it...... "Anthony wiped the soot from the piano, carefully identifying the lettering marks on it, "it seems to be named Hendrik...... The poor poet must have died in the belly of a pig, and only this magic harp was fortunately kept. ”

Roland gave Anthony a look, but unfortunately this guy's attention was all focused on the lyre in his hand, and he didn't notice Roland's hint at all.

"Hendrick!" Jessica interrupted him suddenly, her face pale, and her voice trembled and asked Anthony, "Can you let me take a look...... Take a look at that instrument? ”

"Of course, my lovely young lady, if you are interested in music, I will be happy to teach you to play this lyre." Anthony smiled and handed the piano to Jessica, and suddenly realized that the other party's face was wrong, and tears welled up in his eyes, and then he realized that he had done something stupid.

"Oh my God! I actually forgot your father......" Anthony looked at the little girl who hugged the piano and cried bitterly, and the second half of the words choked in her throat, and she couldn't bear to say it.

"What's going on, is this?" Lyudmila looked at Roland suspiciously.

"Jessica's father was the original owner of the lyre, and she asked me to find out where my father was, but ......," Roland shook his head and sighed.

"Ahh The poor child ...... "Lyudmila was deeply sympathetic to the misfortune of Jessica's parents, and her eyes were red, and she crouched down and took the little girl in her arms, trying to give her some comfort.

Jessica was still crying. The hoarse cry made Roland feel a tingle in his heart.

He walked up to Jessica, took the lyre from the little girl who was almost fainting from crying, and opened the "Pupil of Fate" with a hint of luck to identify it.

System Prompt: Discover the "Civil Lyre"!

- The sound of this magical instrument can protect buildings within 300 yards from destruction; In addition, once a week, playing this piano can quickly build houses, mines, tunnels, trenches and other facilities, and the construction progress achieved every 30 minutes is equivalent to the progress of 100 skilled workers working for three days......

After reading the appraisal report, the last trace of luck in Roland's heart was shattered. It was indeed the "civil lyre", Jessica's father's magic instrument, which he used to build a shelter for himself, his wife, and his daughter. Today, the once warm and safe house is in ruins, and Jessica's parents have suffered misfortune...... For a ten-year-old girl, such a blow is too heavy, what can he do to help Jessica overcome his grief?

Forgetting may be the best painkiller, and Roland has no choice.

He sighed and handed the civil lyre to Anthony.

"Now only you can help Jessica."

"What do you mean by that? I'm not good at soothing little girls! Young Master Fogel had a premonition that Roland wanted to do something, and reluctantly dodged backwards.

"Don't play stupid!" Roland didn't allow him to back down, and forcibly shoved the magic harp into his arms, "We're running out of time, and while it's still too late, let her forget all that just happened." ”

Anthony was still hesitating: "Do this...... Is it really good? Wouldn't it be too cruel? ”

"Do you have a better way?" Roland asked coldly.

Anthony shook his head dejectedly, tried to pluck two notes, and then stopped, looking up at Roland, his eyes full of bitterness: "How am I going to explain to Jessica afterwards that her father's lyre is in my hands?" ”

"Make up a story that justifies itself!" Roland said angrily, "You're a poet, aren't you?" You should be very good at this kind of thing. ”

"Okay, let me try ......"

Anthony shook his head and sighed, picked up Jessica's father's relic, the magic lyre, and after a moment's thought, waved his hand to pluck a string of notes.

Roland immediately recognized that it was the music from Jessica's music box. When he was in the Yusefka clinic, he once opened the music box and played this piece to Anthony, although he only listened to it once, Anthony was able to write down a note without a bad note, and added his own understanding when playing, subtly adding some chords to the originally soothing and ethereal but slightly monotonous melodic lines, compared with the original mechanical and rigid performance style of the music box, the texture of the whole piece is fuller, and the feelings are more delicate, even a person like Roland who has almost no musical understanding can hear a touch of sadness in it... … Maybe this is not Anthony's intention, but it is just a matter of affection and feeling, so it can resonate with him even more, and he can't help but hang his head.

Anthony's skills don't stop there. When Jessica was attracted by the sound of his piano, sobbing and turning her head, her red and swollen eyes staring blankly at the lyre that was inseparable from her father, Anthony took the opportunity to put magic into the performance, and unwittingly hypnotized the extremely sad little girl.

The Bard's arcane arts are far less varied than those of mages, especially their offensive spells, but poets also have unique arcane abilities that even mages envy, such as the "Tampering with Memory" that Anthony is currently casting.

This 4-ring arcane can alter the recipient's memory for up to 5 minutes. In these short five minutes, the subject will be completely hypnotized by the poet, allowing the other to erase their original memories and, if they wish, weave a false memory for the recipient, as Anthony is doing at this moment.

PS. Civil Lyre (dnd3r version set)

LyreofBuilding: When played correctly, it can negate attacks on all immovable buildings (walls, roofs, floors, etc.) within 300 yards, including "Sonic Boom Horns", "Dissociation", battering rams, or other siege engines. It can be used once a day for 30 minutes per protection.

The "civil lyre" can also be used once a week to help build various types of buildings, such as houses, mines, tunnels, moats, etc. The progress achieved by playing for 30 minutes is equivalent to the progress of 100 workers working for three days. After playing for more than 1 hour, the player must take the "Performance" test (DC=18) for each more than 1 hour, and if they fail to pass, they must stop playing and cannot use this function for a week.