Chapter 256: Holy
When Ye Qingxuan woke up, he found himself lying on the soft bed, and the emptiness and fatigue all over his body seemed to have disappeared without a trace. There was also a bitter taste in her mouth, and it was supposed that Lola had poured herself a recovery potion. I don't know if it's the elixir of evergreen, or the blood crystal, but obviously, it's a good product with a lot of price.
The tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and even the stench from the sewer dispersed a lot, but for some reason, my arm was a little sore...... Is this a side effect of taking medicine?
He rubbed his face and got up, feeling sleepy.
When he saw the bedside note, he instantly woke up, and felt cold all over his body:
- Dear little leaf, hot bath water in the bathroom, rice on the table, I am in the library. Are you going to take a shower first, or are you going to eat first, or are you going to roll over to me and explain what's going on?
In just a few words, the first half looks infinitely tender and very teasing. But when Lola put pen to paper, each stroke seemed to carry infinite gloom and irritability, and the blood-red font stung people's eyes.
What kind of teasing is this, if you don't handle it well, it's a funeral sticker that kills your whole family another day!
Only now did he remember.
Lola worried about herself all night, and she didn't seem to say a word of thanks...... No wonder she has a deep resentment.
Don't mess with women, especially not with a woman like Lola who can play dead in minutes. The entire Avalon has a full four years of blood and tears history to prove this, and Ye Qingxuan was also pitted by her to death.
Thinking of this, he didn't dare to delay, so he crawled up from the bed, rushed into the bathroom, quickly washed off the smell on his body, and then rushed out, and then grabbed a few breads and stuffed them into his mouth. Rushed to the library.
......
Half an hour later.
In the silence of the library, the lone light dimmed.
Ye Qingxuan sat on the chair, obediently as if he was a primary school student. With his hands on his knees, he smiled shyly and said nothing.
Loramen sank like water, after listening to Ye Qingxuan's narration. He took a shallow sip of the black tea. The porcelain collides with a heart-pounding sound.
In the middle of them, on the table, there is an old top hat, quietly exuding an ancient atmosphere. The so-called 'ancient atmosphere' means that it looks powerful, but no matter how you think about it, it makes people feel that it is useless.
"In other words, you spent the night last night. Nearly alive, just bring back such a thing?"
"Yes. β
"What the hell did those guys in the House take?"
"I don't know. β
"What's going on at the Royal Academy?"
"I don't know. β
"Where the hell did that ripper come from?"
"No clue. β
Then, there was a long silence.
After a long silence, Lola finally retracted her gaze, and Ye Qingxuan quietly let out a sigh of relief, feeling sweaty. Indeed, if you think about it, you have been busy all night. Aside from bringing back a broken hat, it doesn't seem to have much to gain at all.
Kindness. Blocking the House is another matter, but I didn't bring back any souvenirs from the Shadow of Avalon, so I took a broken hat, and I can't say anything.
"You see the House of Representatives, they are like mad dogs in order to rob this, maybe some kind of artifact......"
"All the artifacts in the world are numbered by the Order, and there are no more than sixteen of them. Where would there be an extra piece out of thin air?" Lola squinted at him, "Do you think that you entered the Shadow of Avalon and picked up something of the same level as the Sword in the Stone?"
"Ahem, I'm just suggesting a possibility. β
Ye Qingxuan picked up the hat and looked at it: "Look, this is alchemy equipment anyway, why don't you identify it?"
β...... I'm pretending to be an ancient scholar, yes. But not an alchemist. Lola rolled her eyes, "Why don't you put it on?"
"Makes sense!"
"Hey, don't look for death!"
Ye Qingxuan actually began to think about it seriously, although it was very likely that he would die by doing so, but he took so much effort to take a hat and came back, and if he didn't wear it, wouldn't it be a loss?
After repeatedly checking that there were no evil traps and control movements on it, Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath and put his hat on top of his head.
There was silence and nothing happened.
Lola looked at him seriously, ready to destroy the hat directly if there was a slight abnormality, but Ye Qingxuan was dazed, twisted his neck, held his top hat, and changed several postures.
Nothing.
"How are you feeling now?" asked Lola cautiously.
"It feels quite comfortable, the size is just right!" Ye Qingxuan grinned, quite happy: "Is there a mirror here to take a look at me?"
"......" Lola felt the urge to kill him.
Ye Qingxuan pretended to be completely uneventful and listened silently.
He heard the singing.
The boy's childish voice sounded in his ears again, like a dead soul singing softly:
"The emperor and his accomplices kidnapped the empress and imprisoned her in a dream. We have power and oceans, where do we wander...... The bells have already sounded from the cemetery, do you hear the eerie tune?answer our call, and the blood debt will be paid......"
The song sounded faintly, and it dissipated like an illusion.
There is no doubt that this thing has absolutely some connection with the Shadow of Avalon, but what is the mystery in this, and what does that chilling song portend?
He couldn't figure it out.
The song disappeared after being sung once, and no matter how Ye Qingxuan waited, it never appeared againβit was like a curse wrapped around the top hat and left, the decaying aura quickly dissipated, the dust shook off, and the wrinkled surface returned to smoothness.
It has reverted back to its original dignified and elegant appearance.
On the inside of the top hat, the dull and silent music is lit up again, waiting to be awakened.
"Looks like that's what it really is. What did you do?"
"I don't know. I just stinked a little. I think it should appreciate the way I pretended. β
Ye Qingxuantian praised himself shamelessly, but when his eyes moved, he saw something on the inner layer of the brim, stretched out his hand to caress it, and only felt a line of slightly raised words. Too much time has passed. The material of the silver wire has been blackened and is difficult to discern.
With his touch, Ye Qingxuan subconsciously read out that line of text:
"There is a shortage of manpower, so you should keep the boundaries. β
This is one of the musicians' vows made by the first three kings, and every musician should keep them. It's just why it's so cherished here. Unless......
He was stunned for a moment, and his smile stiffened a little: Unless. Here's its launch phrase.
Forget about putting a very hellish alchemy equipment on your head, and carefully pronounce its activation code...... This is simply not knowing how to write dead words, which is enough to be included in the top ten of "One Hundred Stupid Ways to Die for Musicians".
He subconsciously wanted to take off his hat, but it was too late.
His eyes went dark, and only a crisp sound was heard.
- And then, the sky fell!
The experience of that moment was simply sour and indescribable.
It's like someone with an axe has made a big hole in the door of the head, and then a large amount of stuff is forcibly poured in like mercury. A huge number of characters and images flashed before his eyes. Drown him.
Heart-imprint inheritance?
This should be the heart seal inheritance, but why is this heart sound inheritance so damn ...... Before he could react, he fainted.
I don't know how long it took, but he opened his eyes on the iron bed and saw the pale light of the shadowless lamp.
"How long have I been unconscious?"
"An hour. Lola clasped her hands in her arms and looked down at him, "You wasted another of my recovery potions." β
"I'm sorry. β
Ye Qingxuan rubbed his swollen forehead and struggled to get up: "My brain is a little messy." β
"It seems that it is the inheritance of the heart seal. β
Lola looked at him gloatingly: "Ancient alchemy equipment is not good at all. The load is too great, which school of thought is it?"
"Ancient ...... Stony School...... A faction that combines banning and changing. β
He retrieved the vast amount of information that had suddenly come out of his head. "We guessed correctly, the top hat is their inheritance dress, and its previous owner was ...... He was the first Principal Musician of the Royal Orchestra, AndrΓ© Casiracchi. Unfortunately, there is only so much information about the user. There is no further record of the Shadow of Avalon.
The inscribed movement is from ......Requiem?"
He paused for a moment, carefully recognizing the aetheric movement in his memory. Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's "Requiem", yes!"
"Which Requiem?"
"Which one else could it be? Of course, it is the enchantment erected by the Royal Academy of Music, the Requiem composed for himself by Mozart, the first king of the Yellow Dynasty!"
Ye Qingxuan waved his fist excitedly, just this harvest, the experience of taking so many risks and near-dying!
Isn't it worth it?
"Don't be in a hurry to rejoice just yet. β
Lola poured cold water on the side: "Which piece does the above movement come from? It would be fun if it was 'The Day of Fury', a super-scale taboo movement that can only be played by three or more orchestras playing in unison...... It's not enough to burn both of us dry. β
"Holy Heavens. β
Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and sensed the ether fluctuations in the top hat. "It's called 'Holy Heaven.'" β
"It seems that the effect is 'abandon protection'. β
Lola was silent for a moment and nodded slowly: "One of the most famous cores of the forbidden faction is indeed very much in the style of the Heart of Stone School. You've earned it this time, and it's the prototype of the scepter of the Forbidden School: to create a territory of absolute purity, to the exclusion of all foreign music theory.
As a defensive movement, the effect is absolutely outstanding, and it can absolutely defend against a lethal attack. This is the musician's life charm. β
Ye Qingxuan suddenly became elated: "Then won't I be able to wave at will in the future?"
"If you can afford that horrible exertion. β
Lola squinted at him, her eyes full of pity: "Now you, you can probably maintain that kind of realm...... Less than half a second, right?"
β......β
"Don't be stupid, what else is there? What does the Heart Seal Inheritance say?"
Lola asked, "The School of Stone Hearts has been extinct since the short-lived era of King Arthur, and maybe the reason is hidden in the Heart Seal Inheritance. β
"Others?" and ......"
Ye Qingxuan retrieved his memories and recited in a solemn voice: "magnet:?xt=urn:btih:WCJX3P5C5HZT26SKSHMWTD7WJW4LPM3Y...... Hmm, that's the password?"
"It's supposed to be the result of converting notes into binary numbers and then combining them with music theory to make changes - to ensure that unrelated people don't learn about the core secret technology. β
"Looks like a good thing! I'm going to drive a fast train...... Get it done in three hours!"
Ye Qingxuan's eyes lit up, and he got up from the bed excitedly, regardless of the fact that he still had a recovery potion: "This routine of hundreds of years ago is now outdated, where is the pen and paper?"
Lola shook her head helplessly, gave him the pen and paper, and before he could speak, she placed a dictionary on the table that had changed the lingua franca a hundred years ago and compared it with today's translations.
And so the room fell silent again.
Ye Qingxuan began to crack it with full concentration, and the speed was very fast.
Although after a long time, the sentence structure and music theory transformation are headaches and many problems. But the deeper he went, the more excited he became, and his eyes were almost about to glow.
That kind of concentration, completely forgetting everything.
On the side, Lola looked at his expression in silence, and after a long time, sighed softly: "You are becoming more and more obsessed with interpretation, go on like this...... You don't really want to be a scholar, do you?"
"To be honest, never thought about it. β
"Huh?" Lola was stunned, "Never?"
Ye Qingxuan raised his head and thought about it, and asked, "Lola, did you think about what kind of person you wanted to be in the future when you were a child?"
"......" Lola was silent for a moment and nodded, "Yes." β
"That's about the same as me.
When I was young, I wanted to be a toy buyer, and then I wanted to inherit the family business when I became sensible, and then something happened, and I wanted to be a filial son, and then I wanted to be a filial son, and then ...... I thought about going to be a priest, praying for those who died, and dying in a church in a remote town.
Actually, that's pretty good, isn't it? I think it's pretty good to be a scholar. At best, though, it's just a matter of thinking.
Anyway, for me, a lot of things are like this. β
He paused and chuckled softly: "Just think about it, if it can't happen at all, you don't need to think too much about it." β
β......β
Lola was silent, she saw the young man's self-deprecating expression, and she stopped talking, and looked away as if she were evading. I just don't know why, and suddenly I'm a little sad.
In the silence, there was only the tiny sound of pencils rubbing against paper.
I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingxuan put down the pen, stretched his waist, and let out a cheerful **: "It's done! Lola, come and see this ......"
Lola finally came back to her senses, reached out and took the stack of manuscripts handed over by Ye Qingxuan, and her expression became stunned:
"You're really back with something amazing......" (To be continued.) )