Late at night, in the Holy City, the midnight bells dissipated into the sky.

The hall was pitch black, and the towering columns stood as if they had extended into the darkness.

In the darkness, a little bit of silver light floated in mid-air, shining like stars, and when they collided with each other, a little flame burst out.

It's like the entire starry sky is hidden in this hall.

The old man in a red robe sat in the starry sky, staring intently at the shining starlight above his head, staring at the dazzling Milky Way.

This is the projection of the 'Aether Sea', representing the infinite power that reverberates between the sky and the earth.

Every bit of starlight represents a resonant musician, and every collision, every spark represents a battle and dispute that shakes the mountains.

Countless aetheric flashes illuminated the center of the main hall, and the stars were thick.

Musicians who have not broken through the barrier of knowledge are not even eligible to be included, and resonance musicians are just dim spots of light at the bottom.

Hoshino is divided into nine layers from top to bottom, and at the top are three huge stars that illuminate the darkness like a sun.

That is the flame of the three kings, the supremacy of Bach, Beethoven, and Mozart.

For hundreds of years, they have lifted the darkness, illuminated the human world, and announced the end of the Dark Age, the arrival of the Golden Age.

Like the scorching sun that runs over the heavens, day and night are not extinguished. Beyond their light is endless darkness.

That is the world of darkness, the realm of darkness that humans have not yet been able to set foot in, and cannot set foot in.

As time passed, the old monk in the red robe stopped in the darkness, contemplating something intently.

Until the sonorous sound of iron boots and stone slabs colliding in the distance was heard.

The old monk woke up from his contemplation, couldn't help but yawn, and asked in a low voice, "It's so late." Anyone else here?"

"It's Father Bane of the Knights Templar, and you'll see him in three minutes. ”

A mature and gentle voice replied to him: "Bishop Albert, you should tidy up your appearance, and in such a face you will meet a chief knight, with the dignity and majesty of the cardinal opportunity." ”

"Yes, here we go again. ”

The corners of Bishop Albert's mouth twitched. He raised his sleeve and wiped the saliva from his beard: "That's it, the same people who serve God, why do you pay attention to so much."

Besides, in front of the Knights Templar, who represent divine might, what majesty can I, a bad old man, show him?"

Soon, the figure in the distance walked in, and the ancient armor on its body reflected the starlight, and it glowed with a cold glow.

"Bishop Albert. ”

He saluted the old monk solemnly, and then looked at the dark dome: "Your Excellency 'Nibelungen'. Long time no see. ”

"See you again, Knight Captain Banne. ”

A gentle voice from the dome responded, "Meet again, I've delivered the new robe to your quarters. Tomorrow is your promotion ceremony, and you should rest early tonight. ”

"Thanks for the reminder, I will. Ben bowed.

Albert looked at his perennially expressionless face, and couldn't help but sigh: "Staying with a serious guy like you, I always feel a little unpleasant to breathe."

You should have smiled more, Bane. ”

"I'll pay more attention. Bane remained expressionless.

“...... Never mind. You'd better leave it at that. ”

Albert shook his head helplessly, raising his hand to play with the sea of stars. Just casually asked:

"You've just come back from the Armageddon Line, tomorrow is your good day, it's the middle of the night, why are you running here without sleeping?

"It's not. ”

Bane replied, "Just to see." ”

“...... Did someone say you can't chat?"

"Yes. ”

Bane nodded, "There are a lot of them." ”

Albert suddenly felt a little weak: it was really hard to communicate with such a guy who had something to say.

"Look, then, I'll keep observing. ”

He stopped talking. Raising his finger, he guided the lofty starry sky downward, zoomed in in front of him somewhere, and skillfully retrieved the records in it.

It can be seen that time is going backwards at a rapid pace. In the end, it was fixed in somewhere.

In front of Albert, the stars vibrated violently, bursting into one flash after another, and the flash was blood-red and full of ominous aura.

There is a faint imprint of one eye in it.

"What is this?"

Bane frowned and asked, "Evil God?"

"Well, it's the traces left by the Hundred Eyes. ”

Albert said, "Recently, those guys have made a big move, and I'm afraid that in the end, the Knights Templar will come out and clean up the mess." ”

Bann stared at the distribution of the star field, and compared it to the map in his heart, his expression was slightly gloomy: "Where?"

"Avalon. ”

Albert said lightly: "Anglo's root of all evil has been getting more and more chaotic recently. ”

Bane seemed to remember something, his expression became more and more gloomy, and there seemed to be thunderclouds echoing in his eyes.

"Are there any detailed records?" he asked.

"If I had, I wouldn't have to stay here in the middle of the night to do analysis. ”

Albert scratched his chin and his beard was a mess, "Look, this is the footage recorded late last night. ”

He pointed to the turbulent starry sky in front of him, and the flashes of light that shone brightly, extinguished and disappeared:

"The Nibelungen first observed an aetheric tide in Avalon, and found out that it was a ritual related to the blood sacrifice to the evil god, and the alert level was raised by two levels, and it was reported directly to me.

But because of the Great Avalonian Barrier, we don't have a way to find out what's going on. The news from the Musicians Guild in Avalon today is also vague, and it seems that they don't want the Order to take care of it.

However, through our observation of the 'Aether Realm', we found something very interesting. ”

"Interesting?" Bane frowned.

"That's right, you see. ”

Albert turned the starry sky and re-displayed the record.

In that turbulent starry sky, the stars are constantly lit up and extinguished, but they seem to be shrouded in a thin veil, which makes it difficult to see. It's a blur.

But in that blur, a star suddenly emerged from the darkness, rising, and the glow was dazzling. Compared to it, the light of the other stars was like a speck of dust.

All the glitter and blood were dispelled by that star, and disappeared without a trace. Even the Great Avalon Barrier couldn't stop it, and it broke through and rose into the sky.

In the dark sky, only the star shines.

The light rose, illuminating Bane's pupils, causing his brow to raise slightly:

"What is this?"

"The unique phenomenon that arises when the musician and Dayuan resonate, we initially thought it was a wave when someone broke through the barrier of knowledge, but it just looks similar, and it is something completely different in nature.

It's so complete......"

Albert freezes the starry sky. Let that star magnify, magnify, magnify again. By the end, both of them were encompassed by the entire star.

Bane looked around and saw only a myriad of notes jumping and connecting to form a fine, complete movement, which kept changing. Breathtakingly detailed, every detail is flawless.

"See?"

Albert whispered intoxicatedly, "I haven't seen such a unique movement in many years." It does not contain any impurities, and it is as pure as moonshine. ”

He paused and sighed softly, "It's frighteningly beautiful, it's like having a soul." ”

"Could it be a projection left by some saint?"

"I've already compared the data. ”

Albert shook his head: "Nine saints, six open in the dark world, and three." But no one has ever come close to Avalon.

I consulted Mr. Haydn, and Mr. Haydn seemed to know something, but would not say anything. ”

Bane was stunned for a moment, "Isn't there a record in the Nibelungen?"

"That's what frustrates me. ”

Albert pursed his lips and looked at the dome, "What did you say about that?"

"The Nibelungen is not a panacea. Mr. ”

The gentle voice said, "We're just recorders. ”

Bane frowned, as an Inquisitor for many years, he keenly sniffed a hint of meaning.

The Nibelungen did not answer his question directly, did not say 'know', did not say 'did not know', did not even coldly refuse to answer, saying 'no comment'.

This is a big deal.

No matter how many times it asked, it would only give one answer, which added another mystery to Bane's mind.

"However, I tried to investigate what was going on in Avalon through other sources and found a very interesting gadget. ”

Albert took out a small cardboard box from his pocket and opened it for Bane to see, "Do you want to come and have fun? This is the 'legendary playing card' that is popular among gamblers in Avalon." ”

"Legends?"

"That's right, poker has a lot of legends printed on it, and it's unexpectedly interesting to change the content over time. I decided to suggest that the Cardinal have the Order issue a set as well, called Musician Poker?"

Albert shuffled the cards skillfully, tugging at random in his mouth.

"Don't digress. Bane reminded.

"Okay, move on to this. Some of the content in it is quite good, but some of the content is particularly unreliable, what strange man running naked on a moonlit night, and even a dog? I really don't know what is going on in their heads.

That's not the point, though, as the point is that in the latest edition, a new card has appeared. ”

In his hand, the cards changed, and suddenly a card popped up and flew towards Bane, who caught it with his hand and looked at the row.

It was a pure black card, in the darkness, there was a faint figure, and the silhouette of the dress faintly revealed a hideousness.

He holds his cane, and his posture and movements are polite, but they feel very strange. The painter obviously put a lot of thought into depicting that kind of spirit vividly.

"It's ...... What?"

"Sherlock Holmes. ”

Albert said, "People call him the vengeful Sherlock Holmes.

According to our investigation, this person can be said to have indirectly caused the unrest and became one of the final winners.

Now in Avalon, he has become a terrible legend. The one who breaks the rules will wake up from a nightmare and see him standing at the head of his bed, bringing evil punishment upon himself. ”

"Black musician?" asked Bane.

"It's not. The Silent Agency had read his information and compared it, and there was no known characteristic of a black musician who could match him.

Otherwise, we would have put him on the wanted list a long time ago.

Moreover, this guy can be called a black musician killer, and there is news to prove that the three brothers, Blue Tooth, Yellow Foot and Red Eye, all died at his hands. But there are still people who say. Sherlock Holmes never kills...... Sounds contradictory, right?"

"Not really. ”

Bane shook his head, "There is a more cruel punishment in this world than death. ”

Albert looked at him deeply and couldn't help but smile self-deprecatingly: "yes, that's right. That's why it's even more cruel......"

"Do you suspect that phenomenon has anything to do with him?

"From the point of view of the method of exclusion, it is quite possible. But the method of elimination is the most unreliable method.

We don't know anything yet. I've had the Nibelungen record this melody, and the next time it appears, I'll be able to gather more detailed information. ”

Albert paused, and raised his pupils:

"No matter what. As the Shadow of Avalon awakens, many of the anomalies will become more and more apparent, so, Bane, get ready?"

"What preparation?"

"Preparedness against 'natural disasters'. ”

Albert's words stunned Bane.

"What do you mean?"

That's what it means literally.

Don't forget, the Shadow of Avalon is the weapon and power that King Arthur left behind to fight the Sea Devils.

Its awakening can only mean that one of the 'four living creatures' above many natural disasters, the sea devil Leviathan will also be resurrected. ”

Albert got up from the ground. He whispered, "If the Anglo royal family can't fulfill the mission of our ancestors, then we can only overstep our bounds.

When the time comes. Avalon will become another Armageddon, another battlefield where humanity and the god of calamity will fight.

This was the decision of the Nibelungen. ”

Bane looked silently at the Dome, above which the gentle voice rang out, "It will be a tragic sacrifice, but we have no choice.

Predictable. In the near future, this possibility will happen. ”

Bane was silent for a long time, then nodded slowly: "Since it is the prophecy of the Nibelungen, then the Knights Templar should obey it." ”

"If you're here today, don't spread the word. The cardinal opportunity has not yet been officially decided, so we can only wait and see for the time being. ”

Albert patted him on the shoulder: "Go and rest early, don't think about these things that are too heavy." Starting tomorrow, you will be the Third Commander of the Templar Order. ”

Albert took one last look at him, and the red robe disappeared into the darkness.

Bane looked up, stared at the starry sky, and after a long silence, suddenly asked softly.

"Nibelungen. ”

"I'm here, Lord Bane. The gentle voice responded.

"Did you respond to what I asked about the other day?"

"There is already news. ”

The Nibelungen told him, "The boy you adopted had a great time in Avalon, and he went to the Royal Academy of Music as an apprentice with good grades.

As you would hope, he has a trustworthy teacher and a new life, with occasional troubles, but it is normal. ”

"That would be great. ”

Bane's eyes lit up.

"In another day, you'll be able to receive his letter to you. "But if you can't wait, I can read it for you." ”

"Not necessarily. ”

Bane shook his head, "There are so many hardships and tribulations in the world, there must be some good news for tomorrow." ”

He turned away, just as he had come.

In the darkness, only the stars shine brightly.

Under the stars, in the foggy city.

The long dark street was silent and deserted.

"Is this it?"

Ye Qingxuan stood in front of the old mansion, through the iron fence and the heavy fog, looking at the faint building behind.

According to his imagination, the professor could have lived in a sewer or a gutter, or a secret room in some slum, which must have been full of evil and secrets.

But he never expected it...... The professor actually bought an old house with a garden on the left side of Queen's Road, the most prosperous part of Avalon.

Ye Qingxuan secretly calculated the specific cost figure, and immediately left two sad tears for himself who was poor like a dog.

Why is this woman so rich?!

After thinking about it for a long time, he finally raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

Bite~

Behind the iron gate, the crisp sound of a brass bell came, echoing in the white mist.

Soon, in the white mist, a rickety figure with a cane slowly emerged. He limped over, raised the wind lamp in his hand, illuminated the young man's face, and his voice became gloomy and complicated, and he couldn't help revealing a wave of hatred:

"Oh, what a rarity...... Long time no see, Mr. Holmes. ”

Ye Qingxuan tilted his head to look at him, and through the light, he could see the ugly face clearly, as if he had had a layer of blisters and measles, and that face was extremely ugly, but he could still vaguely recognize the original appearance.

"Sam, the Rat King?"

Ye Qingxuan thought about it for a while, then understood what was going on, and couldn't help laughing: "It's really been a long time, how are you doing recently?"

"Follow me. ”

The Rat King didn't pay attention to him, but took out the key and opened the iron door.

"--The master has been waiting for you for a long time. ”-

Ye Qingxuan saw his master again, and it was at the back of the ancient mansion.

In a huge library, there is only one lone lamp.

In the light, you can faintly see the dense old books on the surrounding walls. They filled almost every inch of the void, extending upwards into the darkness where the light could not shine.

"You came later than I thought. ”

Next to the lone lamp, a cold voice came.

She leaned back in a soft chair with a blanket on her knees, as if she had just woken up from a short sleep, and her expression was languid and charming.

Sensing that the young man was sitting across from her, she raised her hand and pointed to the tea set on the table, "The new flower tea, pour it yourself, and by the way, I'll have a cup for me." ”

Ye Qingxuan looked at her, she looked at Ye Qingxuan, and after a long time, Ye Qingxuan sighed, picked up the teapot, and poured a new cup for her.

The heat rises from the delicate teacups of the enamelled porcelain, obscuring the beautiful face like a phantom mist.

"Finally meet again. ”

Ye Qingxuan looked at her pupils and asked softly, "Do I call you Miss Moliyati, or ...... Professor Lola Craft?"

"Just call me Lola. ”

Miss Lola Craft, a genuine visiting professor at the Royal Academy of Music, a 'rising star of the Revelation faction', a 'renowned historian', and a noble lady who is 'frail and ill and ill', smiled:

"Now it looks like the way you frown and the way you touch it back then. (To be continued......)