Six days later, Friday.

The blazing afternoon sun pours down from the sky, scorching people's eyes.

In front of the old building, Brian and Dominic stood in the shadow of the entrance, quietly gazing at the students assembled in the square.

"There are a lot of new students this year. Dominic looked at the eyes of those teenagers and girls: "I can see that there is a lot of trouble." ”

He said: "The school committee has not considered it for them to start practice classes so early. ”

Brian followed his words and said with a smile, "Maybe I hope they can see the true face of the musician world as soon as possible." It all depends on Mr. Dominic's teachings. ”

Dominic was silent, only raised his hand and stroked the grim crack beneath his mottled white hair. I don't know if the apocalypse is too hot, and the scar that extends from the front of the forehead to the back of the head begins to ache faintly again.

But when you hear 'the true face of the musician's world', Dominic can't help but want to laugh?

"If you want to see the real world of musicians, why not go to the battlefield?"

He grinned, the hoarse laughter like a gasp, full of ominousness: "See some blood, look at the corpse, go to know the color of the bones and internal organs, get used to the sweet taste, can you really see it?"

This kind of sissy challenge and duel can only get the conversation at the dinner party. ”

In the silence, Brian felt a chill run down his back.

He didn't know if this yin qi came from the ancient building behind him, or the laughter of the old man in front of him. He leaned back a little in fear, and then he was a little enraged, and frowned in disgust.

After all, he was reckless, what was there to talk about with this kind of old ghost who came down from the battlefield? He could only look at the door except to kill people......

Suddenly, Dominic suddenly turned his head and looked at him with his white right eye, and a smile appeared on his withered face:

"Enraged? I smell anger......

Looked at by the pupils that had been looking through the realm of death, Brian's face turned pale, and he subconsciously took a step back and squeezed out a smile: "It's an illusion, right?"

This damn battlefield wild dog is so old, but why does it feel so sharp......

"Huh, huh?"

Dominic smiled, no longer teasing the frightened 'kid', but said in his usual hoarse voice: "The school committee's plan has nothing to do with me, I'm just a janitor, I can't care so much except for the janitor, and I don't want to care."

The school committee can sympathize with me, an inflexible old stubborn, send me a teaching assistant, and you will take care of the rest. ”

"Including the lessons?"

Brian's face changed, and there was an irrepressible joy and dismay. He thought it would take a lot of time to get rid of this old guy who didn't care about the school committee's arrangement.

But he didn't expect that on his first day in office, the other party would hand over what he dreamed of.

So easy and simple?

It seems that even this stubborn old guy is aware of current affairs, right? Seeing the great defeat of the principal, he wisely chose to compromise.

He tried to maintain a serious expression and asked modestly, "Is that good?"

"What's wrong?"

Dominic whispered, "Isn't that what you're here for?"

In the blazing sun, he looked back at the teaching assistant. Against the light, Brian couldn't see his face clearly, but the pupils covered with white eyes carried the cold air of corpses, and the cold air was like a tide, which washed away the joy in Brian's expression.

"Since you're here, let's do it well. ”

He lifted his withered fingers, and on his fingers was a string of rust-mottled old keys: "It's time, go open the door." ”

It was obviously a command, but at that moment, Brian, who was pretentious, obediently took the key. He was intimidated by the majesty contained in that flat tone, and he couldn't help it.

His expression changed, and for the first time, he felt that the task given to him by the school committee was not so simple.

A rough copper key the thickness of two fingers pierced the hole with the sharp sound of rubbing, and Brian twisted it little by little with all his strength.

The towering bronze door vibrated with it, as if awakened by the rotating gears and hubs within. A strong vibration came from the levers and keyholes, each of which caused Brian to feel the bones in his body rub against him.

It was not until the end that the ancient gate was finally opened. Behind the door, the world was pitch black, and a gloomy wind blew from the end of the darkness, carrying with it the smell of rotting air.

Brian took a step back, as if startled by something surging in the darkness.

"Don't be stupid, just bring the students in. ”

Behind him, Dominic, on crutches, walked past him into the darkness:

"It's time for class. ”

......

......

When the long road that spiraled down came to an end, all the students couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Along the way, the pervasive darkness and oppressive aura made them feel like they were about to suffocate.

This palace hidden deep underground exudes an ominous aura that is ever-changing.

Few people knew that there was such an ancient building hidden in the shade of the Academy, which looked like a church about to collapse, but the buildings of the Order were not so gloomy, they were always sharp and sharp, like a sword pointing at the sky.

It is like a ruined building made of broken bricks and ruins, and after passing through the bronze gate, there is a long road.

Along the way, silence silenced all the whispers, only heavy gasps and footsteps. There was also the sound of Dominic's crutches hitting the ground.

"That's it. ”

In what is clearly the entrance to another palace, above the wide underground square.

Dominic stopped and looked back at the crowd behind him: "All public practice classes will be held here in the future, remember where you are now."

This is still the range of the entrance, and further on, there is a fork in the road. ”

He paused and laughed hoarsely, "If you accidentally get lost there, no one will be able to find you, put you together, and then put them together again." ”

As he spoke, he raised his palm, tightened the rope of the alarm bell, and pulled it down hard. For a moment, the bronze bell trembled, and the high-pitched high-pitched chirp stung everyone's eardrums.

But then, someone let out a stunned exclamation.

In the air, the silent aethers suddenly awakened and came alive.

It's like being liberated from the shackles and regaining their perception and control.

Immediately after, darkness lit up.

Silver flames lit from above the dome, and light lit up on the ancient candlestands. The diffuse light banished the darkness and illuminated the monstrous statues and frescoes that had lost their color.

When those strange sculptures that were half-human, half-snake or deformed-looking were illuminated, everyone couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

Where is this underground building?

It's like ...... A tomb!

......

That's right, the tombs, the tombs where legends are buried.

Brian stared into the darker places, his breathing getting heavy: that legend was supposed to be true.

After King Arthur's death, legend has it that he stabbed the Scourge Red Dragon to death and opened up Anglo's sword, the Sword of the Stone. There are also the armor and weapons of the Knights of the Round Table, which are sealed in the depths of the Academy.

It is said that after the loss of its owner, the sword in the stone will still roar night after night, and the soul of the red dragon sealed in the blade will still roar in the middle of the night.

It was a weapon created by bringing together the wisdom of all the alchemists of the East and the West at that time, and after losing its owner, it has become a 'monster' that chooses people to devour.

The royal family was unwilling to destroy King Arthur's only relic, so they could only seal it in the depths of this tomb-like dungeon, and suppress it with the dragon-slaying armor of the Knights of the Round Table. Wait for the day when a new king will be born again and subdue it.

There have been countless similar legends, but this one is the only one that has been passed down from generation to generation. Brian worked hard to get the position in order to add a lot of color to his resume.

This is also what he is most dissatisfied with about Dominic, this kind of qualifications that are enough for him to rise to the top in the future, has been occupied for a long time by an old thing who even needs crutches to walk?

"What are you waiting for?"

Dominic's hoarse voice came from behind him, like a penetrating ghost, "Let's go to class." ”

The old man leaned on his crutches and walked into the shadows where the firelight could not be found, and only the faint laughter of the yin owl like a night owl came: "I heard that the children have prepared a good program, I am really looking forward to it."

Can a personable nobleman learn to fight like a hyena?"

Looking at his back, Brian's face became gloomy.

He was starting to think that the old dog was a bit of an eyesore.

......

......

Just as Brian was at the forefront, he began to teach the places and rules that need to be paid attention to in the 'Musician Showdown'. But in the crowd, Bai Xi was so anxious that he jumped to his feet.

The people around almost knew what was going to happen today, and their eyes were full of pity and complexity. The more this is the case, the more irritable Bai Xi's temper becomes.

"Look at what, look at it again, and pluck out your eyeballs!"

She gestured to the people around her with her little thumb: "What's the matter? Unconvinced, unconvinced, come to practice, believe it or not, I'll teach you to be a new person in minutes?"

Those eyes were withdrawn in astonishment, but Bai Xi's expression was still angry.

"How long has it been? Why hasn't he come?"

She stepped on Charles's feet and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing mysteriously out in the morning? Why are you the only one who came back?"

"Maybe it's a lot of rolls. ”

Charles said with a mysterious expression: "Don't worry, he promised to come on time, hasn't this started yet?"

"Music History?"

An exaggerated voice rang out from the crowd, and Bart stared mockingly at the badges on Charles and Bai Xi's chests, and asked his companion beside him, "What kind of department is that?

"Oh, I've heard of it. ”

His companion laughed softly: "Originally, we enlightened the Academy, but later because it was too wasteful, the Sorting House didn't want it, so it was kicked out." Later, there was a famous academy waste, and after all these years, they haven't been abolished?"

"Will you try it again?"

Without waiting for Charles to get angry, Bai Xi took three steps forward and pestle in front of the student who spoke. She looked up at him, her eyes full of the chill of drawing her sword and slashing without saying a word, like a dagger with frost.

Unlike Ye Qingxuan's eyes, that damn oriental imp's eyes are always full of pity, looking at others as if he was looking at a stupid fork, no matter what you say, he will not react.

But Bai Xi is different, she doesn't have the kind of generosity that I don't really have with my brain, once she gets angry, she has a ruthlessness to bite back even if she is bitten by a wild dog.

Now she stood in front of the boy who was a head taller than herself, and when she looked up at him, she actually forced him to take a step back. No one believed that the piercing gaze came from a little girl.

"Waste, even if it's waste, it's the waste of my hood. ”

She stretched out her finger and poked the man's chest, pressing step by step: "If you pop out of your mouth one more word, I will tear your mouth." You can try it......"