According to the descriptions in those music publications, Ms. Babasha introduced the origin of this song when she performed "To Vivian" at her concert-

"To Vivian" was created by a musician named Beethoven.

The inspiration for this harpsichord sketch was from the perspective of Mr. Dorn from Eaton Town to depict the beautiful girl Vivian with silver hair and blue eyes beside him.

Therefore, while the song "To Vivian" was played and spread, it also followed the stories of Dorn and Vivian behind it, and was also talked about by people.

"Behind this song, there is a romantic story."

Many minstrels will take a mouth like this after playing "To Vivian" and then start telling the story between Dorn and Vivian.

The original version of the story was about-

How did Vivian, a kind girl who has not received attention since childhood, establish a deep bond with the young man Duon who is good at discovering beauty step by step.

There are even rumors that this initial version of the story came from the mouth of Mr. Dorn.

Then, during the process of the music and stories being passed on, the musical score "To Vivian" naturally did not change much.

However, based on the original version, different plot branches were derived from the story of the masses through word of mouth and artistic processing.

Anyway, the relevant story spread to Miss Charlene, a nobleman in Eaton Town, and there are already three different versions.

When Miss Charlene talked about this romantic story with Crick in the evening, her personal interpretation of the story was like this:

"As far as I know, Mr. Dorn came to Eaton town about the fall of last year, and there was never a musician named Beethoven in the town."

"So, I personally tend to believe in the second version of the story - Mr. Dorn and Miss Vivian met a long time ago, but eventually had to separate for various reasons."

"The grief Mr. Dorn bid farewell to everything and came to Eaton to live again. And the song "To Vivian" became his only comfort in missing Miss Vivian."

In short, there are a thousand Hamlets in a thousand people.

As "To Vivian" and the story behind it continue to spread, different people may have different understandings of the story.

Those who have some feelings about this song will also use the iconic appearance of [silver hair and blue eyes] to create a different image of [Vivian] in their minds.

More importantly, more and more people are beginning to believe-

In the small town of Eaton, there is a Mr. Dorn.

And this Mr. Dorn knew a beautiful and kind girl with silver hair and blue eyes, Vivian.

...

Surrounded by his servants, Miss Charlene returned to the wealthy apartment area on the west side of Eaton.

Not long after entering the town, she saw a familiar figure on the stone chair by the side of the road.

"Mr. Dorn?" Charlene was a little surprised to see Dorn sitting alone on the roadside, as if she was enjoying the cool air, but she still took the initiative to say hello, "Good evening."

"Good evening, Miss Charlene." Dorn also stood up and responded politely.

After a few simple greetings on the side of the road, the two nodded and said goodbye. Miss Charlene continued to walk towards her luxurious townhouse apartment.

And Dorn seemed to have already sat on the side of the road, and turned toward the south, probably planning to return to the Wishing Restaurant located in the middle of the town.

Both sides have just walked a few steps away.

Miss Charlene turned her head inadvertently.

In her eyes, she suddenly saw a very blurry and indescribable human figure beside Mr. Dorn.

Charlene could tell that the vague figure was a young woman with a petite figure and seemed to have long hair like a waterfall.

In addition, the girl who could not be seen clearly seemed to be holding Mr. Dorn's hand and leaving with him with brisk steps.

"That's it?"

Charlin turned around in surprise.

But I only saw Donne's back, disappearing on the corner of the street.

And there is nothing around him.

The girl whom I caught in the afterglow just now seemed to have not existed.

"Miss, what's wrong?" asked the servant next to him.

"Just...well, I probably just read it wrong, nothing."

Miss Charlene shook her head, thinking that she was too tired today, so she was dazzled and didn't take this matter too much.

...

After returning from a walk and chatting with Vivian, Dorn went directly to the Golden Crown Tavern to find the priests.

Everyone gathered in the twin rooms of Yuval and Kishu.

Then, Dorn informed the priests of his more sudden plan to go to sea.

"Hey? Dorn, are you planning to go to sea too? Why is it so sudden? Oh, I know, you must be reluctant to leave us, so you deliberately found a reason to follow us! Actually, you can just say it! Hehe."

After hearing what Donne said, Chlos squinted his eyes and smiled, then patted Donne on the shoulder hard.

"No, you over-understand it, I really just happened to be going to the Storm Sea suddenly. You also went out to sea, so I'll ask if you have any comments to me."

Dorn rubbed his shoulder that was hurt by being patted.

"Mr. Dorn said he was going to the southernmost part of the storm, right? There were many unknown areas in that area, and only sea adventurers and pirates seeking illusory treasures, would appear there. It was not safe."

Squinting Yuval preached like this.

"So, if you didn't want to follow us, what are you going to that dangerous sea?"

The pastor's sister sat by the bed, raised her hand and inserted her mouth like this.

"Well..." Dorn just pondered for a moment and gave the answer directly, "I heard some news about the ruins of God, in that area of ​​sea."

As early as after the attack on the [Poison Remnant Swamp], the priests gave Dorn a tag of [with a well-informed channel of information] and [dedicated to exploring the ruins of gods everywhere].

Therefore, the answer given by Dorn is the most convincing and reasonable, and will not make the priests feel strange.

"After exploring the one next to Rhine Town last time, have you found the second ruin of God so quickly?"

Chlos shook his body back and forth, looking at his good friend in surprise, with a high ponytail on the back of his head jumping.

And Dorn was speechless.

I just silently corrected the priest sister in my heart: Actually... this is the third ruin of God.

On the other side, Yuval pondered for a while and gave such reliable opinions:

"If Mr. Dorn is going to the south side of the Storm Hainan to explore the news of the ruins of God, I think the best way is to follow our ship in three days and go to the Storm Islands together."
Chapter completed!