角色故事•三（解鎖條件：角色等級60）
「海瑟音，追隨我，我會賜予你所求的一切。」
她對那從嬌小身軀里發出的響亮聲音印象深刻，卻仍心有懷疑：
「她…又會在什麼時候熄滅呢？」
然而這簇燈火像射入深海的天光，愈燃愈烈，持久不熄。
人們見藍色的烈焰征戰無數，次次凱旋，見巨浪如火燎原，見那捲起風浪的劍旗，也化作鯨鯊將腥風血雨盡數吞咽。
她聽到熾烈的心跳，激昂的戰鼓，雨點般的腳步，潮湧般的悲傷…純粹如歌的心聲自黃金裔的血中流淌，也同樣撥動她塵封已久的心弦。
凱撒應許的盛宴在即，年輕的織者與孩童附耳私語，不知那淡漠的劍旗是否願撥冗出席。
在眾人的驚呼聲中，織者踮起腳尖，屏住呼吸，想要將這一刻盡收眼底。
她鎏金的裙襬掠過地磚的光色，竟如陽光下的浪花般晶瑩剔透。
火燭銀花下，人們再次看見了大海的光暈。
「她應下我的心願，為我們歌唱世界早已遺失的海灣。」
君王的話語落下，樂池亮起，燈光與人影在她眼前盪成海的漣漪。
樂聲乘着杯盞中搖曳的泡影，人海中，她發現自己的聲音不再空有迴響。
拉比努斯和塞涅卡的比斗是清脆的鼓點，維吉妮婭暗藏心意的詩句是律動的詞。
緹里西庇俄絲笑了，於是樂曲有了輕靈的復調，阿格萊雅的舞步揚起，那是最優美動人的和音……
「此戰勝利之後，劍旗爵，你可有想要之物？」
那冷靜的君主竟也有些微醺。
她飲下蜜釀，向君主私語，笑聲飛翔在宴會的角落。
這裏多麼悅耳，多麼光亮。
世界旋轉着，酒杯相撞的聲音，冰塊滑動的聲音。
久未開口的海妖，她的歌聲仍如蜜釀潑灑——
「♫宴席的燭火如此耀眼
一片新的大海
它搖盪在我們舉杯碰撞間……♫」
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... ♫"
