Chapter Seventy-One: Redemption
Afternoon in Uptown Avalon.
On the busy streets, a towering white marble building occupies the golden mile of Avalon. Inside the black iron gate, the vestibule was sparsely populated.
At the end of the vestibule, in the midst of the arches of the statues of the saints on either side, the doors of the hall of the Musicians' Guild were thus open. Even in the daytime, it is lit up, slightly diluting the cold and gloomy style
Here, people come and go quietly. In a solemn atmosphere, everyone's faces were serious and solemn.
This is the Avalon branch of the Musicians Association.
Across the street, opposite Westminster Abbey.
Unlike the silence of the Musicians' Guild, the cathedral is bustling with traffic and crowds.
There were constant stops of believers' carriages. Or merchants come with bills of exchange and emblems in their hands to exchange money or store banknotes.
For hundreds of years, these two iconic buildings have stood on Queen's Road in Avalon, one to protect the kingdom from demons, and the other to maintain the economic and financial affairs of Angru and the lives of the common people, and together with the royal family, they have held up the country's skies.
And now, outside the door of the musicians' association, in a luxurious carriage, several aristocratic teenagers are waiting anxiously.
"That's what he said?"
Edmund's eyes were cold. The bruises on his face had not yet dissipated, and his eyes were puffy and looked a little ridiculous, but the cold light in those eyes made Bart shudder.
"That's right. Bart gritted his teeth: "He said he was going to make you kneel down and apologize, and become the laughing stock of the academy forever." β
"Since that's the case, we can't keep them...... Edmund's eyes became more and more vicious, "it seems that I was too naΓ―ve." After all, they are untouchables, and they can't be expected to know how to do it. β
"You're going to give them ......"
Bart's expression twitched, and he stopped talking.
"Bart ......" Edmund's puffy eyelids turned up slightly, "You know that when you compete, you will miss, and the academy will always prepare some 'casualty' regulations......"
Bart was silent. It was in the carriage, but he seemed to smell the stench of the sewers. In the turbid waters of the Thames, pale corpses will float into the sea and disappear.
It's a pity that the girl, white and delicate, is going to disappear into the gutter......
"Just let them be proud for a few more days, after all, 'life is short'. β
The corners of Edmund's mouth were hideous: "When my uncle comes back, I'll make them look good!"
"Are you sure?" asked Bart in a low voice, "what if your uncle doesn't want to take care of this?"
"Impossible!" he rubbed the bridge of his nose with a faint pain: "In the family, my uncle loves me the most, and he will not let a black neck ride on my head." β
Edmund's eyes darkened, "When I borrow the 'Dragon's Breath Ring', let that bastard see what the doom is!
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While waiting, a servant crouching at the corner of the road turned around and shook his hat in the direction of the carriage, as if he had noticed something. Everyone was shocked:
"It's coming! It's coming!"
As everyone watched, at the corner of the road, a column of galloping figures appeared.
On the strictly disciplined Queen's Road, a group of men in gray coats drove horses under their crotches and galloped all the way. It's like going through the dust of servants, and everyone's face is covered with wind and frost.
Some of them wore swords, and some of them were burly with bows and crossbows, which were strictly forbidden to civilians. Others were injured, and red blood was oozing from under the bandages.
Most horrific were the heads hanging from their saddles, their faces obscured by their long withered hair, and their gaping mouths with four sharp teeth intertwined. On both sides, are pointed ears that distinguish them from ordinary humans.
- Moon Spirit.
It is a dark race that has fallen from the human race, a race of twisted demons created by the Mother Dark Earth.
This monster that is good at disguised as a human and hidden in human society has always been a frequent visitor to the wanted list of the Musicians Association. These seemingly elegant creatures who excel in archery and ornate swordsmanship, once exposed to the light of the moon, can't help but crave blood, and become blood-sucking demons.
As the middle-aged man led by the horse reined in, the team stopped at the door of the musician.
He rolled over and dismounted, took off his dust-proof cloak and handed it to his subordinates. Underneath the cloak was a noble hunting suit that did not show any embarrassment in the journey.
He took off the bloodstained gloves on his hands and replaced them with brand new gloves that were pure white. So, in an instant, he changed from a dusty traveler to a nobleman, and he was dressed again.
Edmund's eyes lit up at the sight of him.
"Uncle!"
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Outside the gate, the middle-aged man was chatting and laughing with his entourage, and when he walked into the association, he heard a voice from behind.
"Uncle!
The man's footsteps paused, and he turned around, his eyes lit up: "Little Edmund? β
He laughed and walked over to his nephew, full of relief: "I heard that you have been admitted to the Royal Academy of Music, and my uncle is happy to hear about you in other places."
Are you here to pick me up?"
He hugged his nephew, and when he looked closely, his brow furrowed: "What's the matter with your face." β
"It's just a trivial thing that doesn't worth mentioning. β
Edmund smiled obediently, "I heard that you were ordered to eradicate those fallen moon spirits? β
"A bunch of pointy ears don't pose much of a threat. β
Bradley led him forward: "It's just that there was some trouble when I was looking for a guide in the local area, and a group of frightened civilians heard that they wanted someone to lead the way, and they all hid, and lost the face of the Anglos. β
"How dare the untouchables refuse the nobles' call?" asked Edmund, stunned.
Bradley snorted coldly, "Her Majesty is too indecisive with those who shout about human rights, and even the serfs have become ignorant.
Don't worry, I don't lack the wisdom and means to deal with those cowards. β
"Don't talk about these little things. The contribution value of this mission was very rich, and it didn't make me run in vain. β
Bradley walked into the hall of the association and stared at the list on the pillar, his eyes burned: "After working hard for so long, it's time to harvest the fruits." β
In the hall of the Musicians Association, three stone monuments are erected in the center forever.
These three steles had been erected on the foundation before the entire building was built, and as the building was perfected, different devices and aetheric circuits were continuously connected, and finally dozens of musicians who had advanced to alchemists collaborated to inscribe hundreds of chapters of the score, and finally formed the current pattern.
The three steles will display different content according to the instructions played by the musicians, and one of the steles will record all the bounty tasks and the contribution points after completion, for the musicians to collect.
These include the crusade against the Scourge, the hunt for hidden black musicians, and the cleansing of the demons that appear in the kingdom's territory.
A stone tablet in the center shows a reward.
Alchemy equipment that can be exchanged for contribution points also includes musical instruments and musical scores, including manuscripts from masters and even saints throughout the ages, and even legendary scores such as the Goldberg Variations and the Solemn Mass.
and musical instruments forged by the legendary Holy Spirits. As long as the contribution value is reached, even the legendary artifact 'Heavenly Horn' can be exchanged for it.
The last stele is a ranking of musicians from all over the world, which is the result of the Holy City's assessment based on the tasks and actions of the musicians themselves. You can choose whether or not to display it according to the musician's wishes.
Of course, the top of the list is always occupied by the Three Kings, followed by Haydn, Chopin, Shi Kuang, Boya and other saints.
This is the purpose of the Musicians' Association, to pool resources through collaboration and effort, and to guide musicians with a disnatural nature to make a tangible contribution to the world.
And this time, Bradley did not hesitate to go out for a month, and what he did was a rare blessed alchemy item - the Double Snake Timepiece.
Among the seven systems of musicians, the summoning system masters the beastly nature, the chant system explores life, the illusion department immerses in nothingness, the mental image controls the mind, the revelation department desires the future, and the forbidden system focuses on the ether......
Among them, the largest number of musicians is undoubtedly the change system.
The musicians of this faction are adept at mastering the nature and changes of all things, ranging from battlefield musicians who are ridiculously lethal to alchemists who are skilled in forging items and crafting alchemical equipment and musical instruments through runes and musical notation.
In addition to a musician's own strength, the dependence of external objects is indispensable.
If he is well-equipped, an ordinary musician of the third order can even take advantage of the resonance-level powerhouse who breaks the 'barrier of knowledge' and resonates with the world.
And alchemy equipment itself is also a scarce item, and it is often sold out once it flows out. Those who are qualified to be on the exchange list are all high-quality products.
Some of them can make people come and go like the wind, some can inspire different movements, and some can provide powerful auxiliary effects for the musicians themselves.
Among them is Bradley's 'Two Serpent Timepiece', which is inscribed with the third chapter of the Brandenburg Concerto.
Its function is to double the musician's sense of aether in less than a minute!
Although it is ineffective against musicians above the sixth order, and can only be used once a week, it is enough to make people covet! If you seize the right time in the battle and double your sense and control of the aether in an instant, even if it is only for a short minute, the victory or defeat will be completely reversed.
The price required for this kind of treasure-level alchemy equipment is naturally expensive, with a price tag of two thousand contribution value, but it is already worth the price.
Ordinary people will never take it out and exchange it when they get this kind of thing, but because the seller has been at the musician level for too long and has no hope of comprehension, he simply broke the kettle and collected a large amount of contribution points to exchange for the materials of the 'Resonance Ritual' to break through the 'barrier of knowledge'!
Otherwise, this precious piece of equipment handed down from our ancestors would never have been consigned through the Musicians' Guild.
If anyone else knew, they would have broken their heads and snatched it from Bradley. It's just that a week has passed, and this piece of equipment numbered ST101 has not been displayed on the redemption list.
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Thinking of this, Bradley couldn't help but smirk.
On the day it was consigned, Bradley learned about the existence of the equipment in advance through his friends in the guild, and spent a lot of money to exploit loopholes in the process.
Generally speaking, an item can be redeemed after it has been registered in the association. But at this time, it will take some time before it is officially on the 'exchange list'.
According to the previous regulations, this process had to be completed within a week. But over the years, part of the process has been simplified, and it doesn't take half a day between the two steps.
In other words, Bradley has more preparation time than others, and as long as the item is exchanged within this week, no one will know that the item ever existed, and he will also have an extra hole card that no one knows.
With irrepressible ecstasy, Bradley came to the front desk and showed his credentials and proof that the mission had been completed.
Behind the front desk, the teller looked up at the heavy tome beside him. On the pages of the tome, silver lettering wanders, revealing Bradley's message.
"Congratulations, Mr. Bradley. Your contribution has now been increased to two thousand and forty-one. β
Hearing the teller's words, Bradley's face showed an undisguised smugness: "Help me redeem the number ST101, the Double Snake timepiece." Move faster, I can't wait. β
"Okay, wait a minute. β
The teller opened the book and read the records and archives of the association through the changed handwriting on the book, and after half a ring, a look of astonishment appeared on his face:
"Sorry, sir, the Twin Snake timepiece has been redeemed. β