The hall was solemn, filled with the breath of fate. Following the shout of Shield Weiters, everyone's eyes turned to look at the past together. I saw Ters holding a strange and unknown brass instrument solemnly in his hand.

This strange instrument, which has never been seen before, looks like a slender curved clip. The clip is about as long as an arm, but not thick, even a little thin. Its front end is two tight leaves with a hole in the middle, and it is shaped like the baby's head.

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