Five days

For five whole days, there were no clues or progress.

The enraged musicians turned the entire dungeon over, knocked down and smashed the idols one by one, and lifted the lid of almost every coffin, but they couldn't find a single clue.

The Yellow King didn't find it, but the yellow shroud found dozens of them, enough for everyone to come and wrap them in a blanket at night. Some musicians are still looking for clues very carefully, while many musicians who are not patient have given up, said goodbye and went home, or simply fought in the dungeon, almost knocking out their brains.

But there were still no clues to the trial.

The Yellow King continued to 'evaporate from the world', disappearing strangely and abnormally, which always made people feel ridiculous and abnormal.

Time passed day by day, and autumn was coming to an end, and winter was almost coming. As the winds picked up, so did the temperature in Auschwitz.

A lot of people have changed into winter clothes.

In the sky, gloomy clouds condensed, a heavy snow was brewing, and it was difficult to see the sun.

In this oppressive atmosphere, many people have lost the motivation to continue seeking, or are impatient and do exaggerated things.

And all the while, after Colt returned from the dungeon, he has been locked up in the Order's library, rarely going out, and even his teammates have gradually stopped contacting.

And in the library, among the countless scattered books, the unkempt Colt silently flipped through the records one after another, trying to find any clues from them.

However, in vain.

When the fifth time he flipped through the excavation records to no avail, he closed the book with a blank face, and the book turned into dust in the angry aether fluctuations, falling from his hand.

Eventually, white ashes fell into the mess of records. You can't tell each other apart.

"The Romulus ......"

A cold light flashed in his narrowed eyes: "There is definitely some important clue hidden!"

Unfortunately, the Holy City forbade any musicians to attack the remnants of Romulus, otherwise Colt would never have wasted his time until now.

He pondered in silence, his eyes changing, looking for a way to pry open the mouths of the Romulus.

It's a pity that Caligula is an old fritter. He can't splash water, takes drugs and drinks every day, and lives a hellish life that is not uncommon for him to die violently tomorrow, and he is obviously the most resistant to treatment among the displaced people who have given up treatment.

If you don't get it right, I'm afraid it will be self-defeating.

If there is any rebellion, I am afraid that the Holy City will directly order the Rock and Iron Academy to be completely renovated and pay the price for it.

His Majesty the Pope of this generation is not a soft-hearted person, and his ruthlessness is close to that of the fifth generation of Popes who resealed the Dragon of Doom in the previous generation, and he is never soft on anyone who dares to disobey the orders of the Holy City.

Just in silent thought. The ring on his finger suddenly went on and off.

His eyes lit up, and he took out a jug of water from his bosom, and it splashed out like this. The water does not hit the ground, but flows in the air in a gentle movement, forming an extremely thin layer of water mirrors.

The water mirror is just a layer of medium, and its essence is actually from the projection of the scepter in the etheric realm.

Thousands of miles away, the 'torchlight' that enveloped the entire Rock Iron Academy cast light into his mirror, and also built a connection between him and thousands of miles away.

Soon. In the water mirror, a blurred figure emerges.

He said. "Mr. Colt, you have an eyebrow on what you want to investigate. ”

In the Northland, on the permafrost of Asgard, the Institute of Rock and Iron rises from the top of the mountains, carved out of iron-rich rocks.

It is one of the highest places in the world. Also closest to the stars.

There is the oldest school of revelation in the world, the source of all the 'astronomical musicians' - the 'Secret Keepers'. And Colt's teacher, Heisenberg, was one of the masters.

For thousands of years, the Keeper of the Secret has received signs of the future from the deepest depths of the stars and listened to the voices from above the earth. Under the guidance and impetus of generations of masters. Almost everywhere in the world, there are informants who provide information to the keepers. They provide a steady stream of information and secrets to the Keepers, pushing the Keepers School to move towards the legendary 'omniscient' realm.

As Heisenberg's disciple and future successor, Colt naturally has the right to use this huge intelligence network to his advantage.

And now, after days of silence, feedback from informants has finally arrived.

Colt just nodded.

Say. ”

Ye Qingxuan is a member of the Department of Music History at the Royal Anglo Conservatory of Music. ”

"At the Anglo Conservatory, which emphasizes heritage and knowledge, he entered the school with an unprecedented perfect score in the written examination, which is unprecedented.

Because of his qualifications, he was considered a shame of the academy, but those who provoked him disappeared from the academy without exception.

In this year's academy trial, he single-handedly competed against the entire academy, and while winning the first place, he made another senior, who was recognized as a waste of wood, graduate with the highest grade of the year......

In just half a year, he has grown from scratch, from an introductory apprentice to a full-fledged musician, and is even expected to hit the resonance level in a short period of time

His teacher, Abraham, was the scholar who made the greatest discovery in ancient history in decades for his interpretation of the Voynich Scrolls.

At the same time, you should have heard about plagiarism cases.

According to the investigation, he played a significant role in this.

In retaliation for plagiarism, he single-handedly drove Ingmar, the Faculty of Revelation, mad, and Ingmar died two months later in a mental hospital of unknown cause, like everyone who had offended him.

Among them was Gavin's younger brother Banner. Gavin had a grudge against Ye Qingxuan and was framed by him, and the entire Adrian family fell in Anglo's political purge last year......

According to our investigation, when he departed, he was escorted by Anglo's second princess, Her Majesty the future queen...... He has a strong royal relationship with Anglo.

According to an informant's investigation, there are rumors that when he entered the Royal Academy of Music, his letters of recommendation came from contemporary ...... The Blue King?"

After reading it, the figure in the mirror also felt that this sentence was too ridiculous and was amused. But Colt didn't laugh. It's just that he was silent for a long time, and his expression gradually became gloomy.

"I see. ”

Colt raised his eyes and asked, "Does the teacher have any opinion on the traces of the Yellow King?"

The man in the mirror replied, "According to the master's speculation, the Holy City may have known the whereabouts of the Yellow King for a long time, but it has been reluctant to announce it. This time the musician trial, he couldn't understand the meaning of the holy city, but the final result. It is nothing more than to use your hands to announce to the world the traces of the Yellow King, or bury this matter completely. ”

Colt pondered for a moment and nodded:

"I see. ”

He raised his hand and was about to cancel the water mirror, but he heard the voice of the person in the mirror: "The master has another word for you, he hopes you can listen carefully." ”

Colt was stunned for a moment and looked up.

The man in the mirror looked at him, and his voice was cold:

"The master said: Since you want to achieve the results of the trial, then Ye Qingxuan is your enemy. If you can't win against Ye Qingxuan. Don't talk about the foolishness of inheriting the mantle.

I would rather the school be cut off at my hands than ruined at the hands of the incompetent. ”

After a long silence, Colt nodded.

"I see. ”

He just said, "Please tell the teacher too: I know." ”

The water mirror dissipates.

In the silence, Colt bowed his head in silence, stared at the yellowed scrolls beneath his feet, and hid his eyes in the darkness—

At noon, the caravan from afar reluctantly set foot on the wasteland and trekked dozens of kilometers to Auschwitz.

Near the gates. The long-desolate bazaar finally resounded with shouting again. It's just that most caravans don't want to come to this kind of ghost place, and there aren't many people. There wasn't much money, and the things they sold were grain, meat, and salt, which were not very profitable. The money earned by so many people from a trip may not be as profitable as selling a piece of silk.

If it weren't for the Holy City's tax exemption order for caravans in order to take care of Auschwitz, I am afraid that no one would have come here at all.

And it is in the midst of people coming and going, hustle and bustle. There was a white-haired young man lying in the best place to sleep in the stall, basking in the sun, and the fragrance was outrageously sweet.

In the convoy of people coming and going, someone seemed to feel something and raised his hand. Lifting the blackout curtain behind the carriage, his gaze swept over the young man's body, and he stopped.

The look in the eyes is meaningful.

"What's wrong?" asked the companion in the car.

The man withdrew his gaze and lowered the curtain.

In the dimly lit compartment, the hooded man said lightly, "I don't know why, I really want to kill him......

For some reason, my thoughts were interrupted.

Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes, sighed in frustration, looked at the carriages coming in and out in the distance, yawned, and then turned over and continued to sleep.

When he closed his eyes, he seemed to be able to see the chapter of fate like the scorching sun.

I am afraid that no one knows better than him about that chapter of fate, except for the saint who has died. He took the form of moonlight, threw himself into it, and got up to experience every change of that magnificent movement.

Countless notes make up intervals, and the intervals fit each other, following the music theory, and evolving incredible miracles. Huge and detailed, delicate and magnificent...... Every time I think about it, I feel awe-inspiring.

Ye Qingxuan has no doubt that if his ability is enough in the future, the movement of "Moonlight" can become like that when it is fully unfolded. In fact, after this experience of integrating into the chapter of fate, his knowledge of music theory has risen a lot.

The chapter of fate is the condensation of the musician's heart and soul, life, experience, and character...... and the crystallization that sublimates from everything.

To be part of it is to be like a saint who unreservedly opens up everything to him and allows him to learn. If it weren't for the obstacle of the 'Obstacle of Knowledge', I'm afraid Ye Qingxuan would have been able to promote and resonate on the spot.

In the end, Ye Qingxuan did not give up his own path, bypassed the obstacle of the obstacle of knowledge, and directly borrowed the power of the chapter of fate to break through the resonance.

If that were the case, Lola would know that she would be hanged at the traitor's gate.

However, what should I do?

Ye Qingxuan, who was helpless, opened his eyes and stared blankly at the sun in the sky.

After a long accumulation, he finally came across ...... Every musician's path will be in the path of the musician, there will be obstacles, eternal shadows, and unbreakable walls......

Obstacles to Knowledge!(To be continued.) )