角色故事•三（解锁条件：角色等级60）
「海瑟音，追随我，我会赐予你所求的一切。」
她对那从娇小身躯里发出的响亮声音印象深刻，却仍心有怀疑：
「她…又会在什么时候熄灭呢？」
然而这簇灯火像射入深海的天光，愈燃愈烈，持久不熄。
人们见蓝色的烈焰征战无数，次次凯旋，见巨浪如火燎原，见那卷起风浪的剑旗，也化作鲸鲨将腥风血雨尽数吞咽。
她听到炽烈的心跳，激昂的战鼓，雨点般的脚步，潮涌般的悲伤…纯粹如歌的心声自黄金裔的血中流淌，也同样拨动她尘封已久的心弦。
凯撒应许的盛宴在即，年轻的织者与孩童附耳私语，不知那淡漠的剑旗是否愿拨冗出席。
在众人的惊呼声中，织者踮起脚尖，屏住呼吸，想要将这一刻尽收眼底。
她鎏金的裙摆掠过地砖的光色，竟如阳光下的浪花般晶莹剔透。
火烛银花下，人们再次看见了大海的光晕。
「她应下我的心愿，为我们歌唱世界早已遗失的海湾。」
君王的话语落下，乐池亮起，灯光与人影在她眼前荡成海的涟漪。
乐声乘着杯盏中摇曳的泡影，人海中，她发现自己的声音不再空有回响。
拉比努斯和塞涅卡的比斗是清脆的鼓点，维吉妮娅暗藏心意的诗句是律动的词。
缇里西庇俄丝笑了，于是乐曲有了轻灵的复调，阿格莱雅的舞步扬起，那是最优美动人的和音……
「此战胜利之后，剑旗爵，你可有想要之物？」
那冷静的君主竟也有些微醺。
她饮下蜜酿，向君主私语，笑声飞翔在宴会的角落。
这里多么悦耳，多么光亮。
世界旋转着，酒杯相撞的声音，冰块滑动的声音。
久未开口的海妖，她的歌声仍如蜜酿泼洒——
「♫宴席的烛火如此耀眼
一片新的大海
它摇荡在我们举杯碰撞间……♫」
Character Story: Part III
• Unlocked at Character Level 60
"Hysilens, follow me. I will grant you everything you seek."
The voice, loud and clear despite the small frame it came from, left a deep impression. But doubt lingered in her heart:
"And when... will her light go out?"
But this flame burned like sunlight piercing the deep sea, brighter and steadier with every passing moment.
She watched the blue blaze fight battle after battle, always emerging victorious. She saw waves rise like wildfire, saw the Gladius roar through wind and sea, swallowing every storm of carnage like a whale shark.
She heard the thundering heartbeat, the pounding drums of war, the footsteps like falling rain, the sorrow swelling like a tide. The pure, song-like voice of the heart flowed through the blood of the Chrysos Heir, stirring the long-sealed strings in her mind.
The feast Imperator had promised was drawing near. Young weaver whispered to the children at their side, wondering aloud if the cold, distant Gladius would grace them with her presence.
Amidst the crowd's exclamations, the weaver rose on her tiptoes, holding her breath to capture the moment in full.
Her gown, gilded and flowing, brushed the tiles like sunlight glinting on waves.
And under candlelight and silver lanterns, people saw again the shimmer of the sea.
"She answered my wish and sang to us of the sea bays the world had long forgotten."
When the monarch finished speaking, the orchestra lit up. Light and shadows danced before her eyes, rippling like waves.
Music rose with the bubbles in their cups, and in the swell of the crowd, she found her voice was no longer echoing in vain.
The duel between Labienus and Seneca struck like crisp drumbeats. Verginia's hidden meanings pulsed through her verses.
Tribios laughed, and the music gained a playful countermelody. Aglaea leapt into motion, her dance steps weaving the perfect harmony...
"After this battle is won, Dux Gladiorum, is there anything you desire?"
Even the composed monarch seemed slightly tipsy.
She took a sip of honey brew, whispering to the monarch, her laughter dancing in the corner of the banquet.
How bright it was here. How lovely it sounded.
The world spun on, with the clink of glasses, the soft rattle of ice.
The long-silent siren sang again, her voice spilling like the honey brew...
"♫ The candlelight burns so bright at this feast.
A brand-new sea.
It sways between the clinking of our cups... ♫"
