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The ambassador in costume was armed with a sword, and his expression became a little restless as he watched the time pass little by little.

At last, when the time was about to reach six o'clock, he sighed and looked at the secretary:

"How long has he been asleep?"

"It's been about fourteen hours. The secretary replied, "When he came back early this morning, he told the servant not to disturb him, and he never left the room." ”

"Could it be that you're already gone?"

The ambassador looked at the old musician sitting beside him and shook his head: "He's still in the room, but he seems to be undergoing some kind of music theory transformation." At this juncture, it's best not to disturb him.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong, I'm afraid the consequences will be unpredictable. ”

When the ambassador heard this, he sighed helplessly:

"It looks like he can't catch up. ”

Before Maxwell left the Holy City, he had secretly instructed the ambassador that although Ye Qingxuan did not have an establishment or position in the embassy, he should be treated according to himself.

If anyone dares to be disrespectful, it will be punished with contempt for the royal family.

Therefore, Ye Qingxuan was able to eat white rice in the embassy for such a long time.

He is already seen as Maxwell's successor, the future Cabinet Secretary.

What's more, Ye Qingxuan's position in the fifth part is not a vegetarian, and now he is also a temporary position in the silent organ, and he is in a position where he doesn't care about everything in normal times, and if he has something, he can instantly dictate the key person.

If it weren't for the fact that an invitation to an important banquet had arrived today, and he wanted to invite Ye Qingxuan by name, the ambassador wouldn't want to disturb him.

The ambassador waited another ten minutes, sighed, got up, and commanded the secretary.

"It seems that Mr. Ye can't go to the banquet today, you choose a gift for him and I'll bring it over, so at least it won't be rude. ”

The secretary nodded, and quickly found a gift for Ye Qingxuan that he was preparing because he was 'unable to go to the banquet due to his illness'.

Two minutes later, the ambassador and his wife boarded the carriage to the Burgundian embassy.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of another mansion in the embassy district.

Embassy of Burgundy.

It was getting late, but it was still brightly lit.

In front of the Burgundian embassy, there were constantly well-dressed nobles and envoys from all walks of life getting out of the cars and coming to the banquet with invitations.

December 9th.

This is Burgundy's national day, and it is also a celebration of the 300th anniversary, and the embassy is also preparing to celebrate it with a grand celebration, and the invitation is widely distributed. In just a few hours, wealthy merchants and nobles from all over the world had gathered here, and there was no shortage of officials and clergy from the Holy City.

The carriage bearing the Anglo insignia stopped in front of the embassy, and the ambassador and his wife got out of the carriage with them, and soon they were greeted by equally dressed men, and they were invited into the hall.

In the banquet hall, Ambassador Bertrand, dressed in a ceremonial dress, seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Due to proper maintenance, Bertrand did not show the slightest trace of old age on his body, and he could not tell that he was over fifty years old, and he looked like a middle-aged man in the prime of life.

Behind him, there stood a handsome young man, who seemed to be his son and nephew.

"Welcome, Mr. Baird. ”

After Ambassador Yu Anglo exchanged pleasantries for a moment, Bertrand couldn't suppress his curiosity and looked at him: "Didn't Mr. Ye from your country come?"

Baird smiled bitterly twice, and sent the gift prepared by Ye Qingxuan: "It snowed last night, Mr. Ye suffered from the cool breeze, and he was sick, so he couldn't go to the banquet today."

He asked me to convey my regret to you and asked for your forgiveness. ”

"I see. ”

Bertrand sighed: "It's just because we missed it, and we actually sent an invitation to Mr. Ye a day in advance." Please also rest assured that the Burgundian embassy will welcome his visit in the future. ”

After the two men had spoken for a while, the young man who followed Bertrand left, and Baird did not care about this, but looked at Bertrand.

The two of them are both ambassadors of foreign countries, and they have not dealt with each other in the holy city once or twice, and they know each other well. Although there were a lot of fights in secret, it did not damage the friendship between the two.

And they were members of a bridge club, and they had a close friendship, so Baird no longer hid his words.

"Old friend, you can't be so impertinent, right?"

Ambassador Anglo Baird looked at Bertrand and asked in a low voice: "Although Mr. Ye does not have an official position in our embassy, he has a distinguished status. How could you be so reckless and send an invitation a day in advance?"

"Actually, I didn't plan to invite a sensitive person like Mr. Ye. ”

Bertrand smiled bitterly, shook his head, took a glass of champagne from the waiter's hand, and the two of them chatted while walking, and walked to the corner: "There is a reason for this, because someone wants to see him, I have to send an impromptu invitation." ”

Baird's eyebrows raised, and he was suddenly curious: "Who has such a big face?"

"Who else could it be?"

Bertrand smiled bitterly, and looked at the handsome young man in the crowd who was talking and laughing with other nobles.

That young man seems to have traveled extensively, there are so many nobles here, different circles, different factions, he can eat them all, I'm afraid his identity is not simple.

Baird was stunned for a moment, he had thought that the young man who was following Bertrand was his nephew or the secretary of the embassy, but he did not expect that it would be very promising.

Soon, he noticed the ring on the young man's hand, and suddenly realized:

"Which one of the Bourbons?"

"Which one else could it be?"

Bertrand sipped his champagne and said lightly: "Naturally, the one with the highest priority will be inherited." ”

As a royal family in Burgundy, the Bourbon family has many branches, but there are not many people who really have blood and rights. Seeing Bertrand behave like this, then the identity of that young man is about to be revealed.

What's more, the emperor of Burgundy is now seriously ill, and his days are numbered. In a few months, the country will probably be the young man's father.

"Which of Louis's sons is he?" asked Baird.

Bertrand glanced at him with a smirk: "Old friend, Louis is now left with only one son." ”

Baird understood what he meant, and fell silent.

"Don't underestimate young people, old friend, there are more and more monsters among young people now, such as the new sword-wielder in your country. ”

Bertrand put down his wine glass and looked at the back figure in the crowd with more and more jealousy: "He was originally the illegitimate son of the Louis family abandoned overseas, and he was welcomed back to the family half a year ago and was recognized.

Originally, they planned to use this young man as a bargaining chip for marriage. Unexpectedly, what they found was not an obedient puppet, but a poisonous snake.

In just half a year, he went from penniless to hot and became a leader in the circle. All the people who were in front of him are now dead at his feet, including his brother Louie.

In addition to his own family, he also won the support of the Antonet-watt family, and they made a marriage contract to marry the crown jewel of the Grand Duke next year.

Now he is a protégé of my teacher, Mr. Richelieu, and a confidential secretary to the Cabinet in the future...... To be honest, during his time at the embassy, even I felt like a man on my back, and I couldn't sleep well.

Thankfully, after the celebration, he was about to leave for China, and I was able to breathe a sigh of relief. ”

Baird listened in silence, with a little headache: "Why is he interested in the sword-wielders of our country?"

"Who knows. ”

Bertrand chuckled softly, "Maybe he wants to be friends with your Mr. Ye." ”

"No kidding, Bertrand. ”

Baird shook his head, drank the champagne in his glass, and took one last look at the young man's back: "What is the name of that monster in your country?"

"Don Juan. ”

Bertrand said: "Don Juan Dieudonnay Bourbon. ”

-

In the embassy's quiet lounge, Don Juan sat alone in silence.

"What a pity, young master. The attendant beside him sighed: "It seems that I can't see your good friend this time." ”

"Regrets?"

Don Juan glanced at his entourage and smiled playfully, "Do you feel regret or rejoice? You know, he is now a well-known demon hunter in all countries, and the black musician who commits his hands has never ended well."

Old ghost, when you heard that he couldn't come, I'm afraid I'm so happy, right?"

"The young master is serious. ”

The attendant smiled reluctantly: "I have already changed my mind in the morning, and I haven't dealt with the circle of the past for a long time." I'm afraid everyone thinks that Bu Yushi is dead. ”

"That's the best, old ghost. ”

Don Juan glanced at him, sensing the heartache in his eyes, and couldn't help but mock with a smile: "Only you will treat that title as a treasure."

Just kill a few people, and you'll be chased like a rabbit by the Holy City, and you count how many of your bullshit friends will end well?

Poor old Colber, why don't you look a little further ahead......"

He hooked the shoulders of the 'Rain Master' and whispered his original name: "When my cheap father becomes the emperor, the time will come when we will let it go!"

As long as we control the life and death of that old guy, what can't we get?

Do you want to kill people? As long as you wave your finger, there will be countless people who will help you kill people, rushing to help you carry the black pot! Do you want rights? What about the position of finance director? If you are not satisfied, the secretary of state of the royal family, the secretary of the navy? or ...... Prime Minister of Burgundy?

Compared with these things that are close in front of you, what kind of bullshit is worth it for you to die once and then pursue it? That bullshit god who is not pulling out a dime, is it worth it for you to go to the soup for him again?

No kidding, Colber, your future is at your feet.

As long as you follow me, everything is at your fingertips!"

Colber was silent for a long time, and sighed softly: "Young master, a bastard like you who thunders and thunders in the sky, and you haven't degenerated into a demon, it's really unreasonable." ”

"Fallen?

Don Juan chuckled softly: "Where do you have me dirty in your hearts?" ”

"Let's go back and give the leaf a gift. ”

Don Juan rebuttoned his bow tie and smiled happily: "I'm really looking forward to it, will Ye Zi be shocked when he sees me now?"

He pushed the door open and walked into the ballroom.

The banquet ushered in the climax.

Ms. Patti, a singer from Trinity Choir, was invited to perform for the ceremony.

This soprano singer who gave up music theory and musicianship to focus on singing and melody is already a true master in the music industry. Every year at the Pope's Sermon at the Winter Veil, she leads the choir in singing hymns.

The song is likened to the light of heaven that shines on the earth and redeems souls.

In the soft light, the dressed Patty took the stage with a long skirt and bowed slightly, ushering in a round of applause and exclamation.

The old female singer already has gray hair, but she does not lose her grace, but the whole person is full of dignity, and when she stands on the stage, she does not look like a good singer, but like the master and emperor of the stage.

The audience should reverently want her to bow their heads, thirsting for singing, as if they were thirsting for nectar.

"You were able to get Ms. Patty?"

Baird looked at Bertrand: "Madame, since the year before last, has hardly appeared except for the annual winter twilight prayer. Last year, when I was celebrating in my country, I personally invited her, but she turned it down. ”

"That's because you don't have a big face. ”

Bertrand smirked, his expression full of pleasure. Today he invited Baird over, and what he was looking forward to the most was his current expression.

It's worth it!

It's worth it!

Baird looked at his smug look, and suddenly couldn't help but curse two bastards in his heart. But soon, he was retracted.

The chanting on stage has begun.

To the soft violin melody, Ms. Patty opened her mouth to sing softly.

The song melted into the spring water like a gorgeous silk, and spread out in all directions with a soft melody.

As if it landed on the soul, it lifted people's spirits, and their skin trembled, and their internal organs swayed to the rhythm, indulging in the song.

No one had ever imagined that a movement stripped of power and aether could be so beautiful that it almost brought tears to its eyes.

The song gradually began to rise, like a stream converging into a river.

The gorgeous singing voice tugged everyone's consciousness and vibrated together, merging into the solemn singing along with the chorus behind her.

The Habanera from the far north resounded in everyone's ears and made their hearts flutter. What's even more terrifying is the ripples that spread out in the melody.

That's the power of the ether!

All the musicians present could feel that this was not a performance that fit the music theory, but just a chant.

But in this chant, there is a mysterious magic that makes the ether evoke, and along with the melody, it conjures into a divine light, shining in all directions.

In that divine light, everyone felt as if they had been baptized, and the depression and irritability in their hearts were swept away, and there was no darkness, refreshing and lively, as if they had returned to their youth.

Among the musicians in the audience, there was an old musician who shook his head with a wry smile and sighed: "It turns out that over the years, Patty's attainments have reached such a terrifying level?"

Before I knew it, I was left in the distance, and I could only see her back.

Now, she only relies on singing, without pretense of music theory, and purely uses the sexual spirit in the melody to mobilize the ether.

Not many of the ascetics, even among the ascetics in the Holy City, can reach this level!

Since becoming a full-fledged musician at the age of sixteen, Patti has abandoned music theory and become obsessed with melody. But no one could have imagined that over the years, Patty's comprehension of music theory has reached such a profound level.

After several years of cultivation, this world-famous singer has relied on his own perception to break through the resonance level, and even accumulate a lot of experience, reaching the distorted level in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, how can the idea contained in the melody reach the level of resonance with the ether?

It is a miracle that the ether is tamed by the melody and spontaneously follows the song! The ether is harnessed by human will, and the light of heaven is created with self-perception and faith.

I don't know how many musicians present are envious, and their hearts are dripping blood.

Everyone knows that Ms. Patti's road to the top is already a smooth one.

She's already found her subject.

As long as she has passed the completion stage, there will be no problem with the creation of the Chapter of Fate. In just a few years, a new master will emerge in the Holy City.

Even among the masters, she is the best!

And in the ballroom, the performance is about to reach its climax.

Everyone was immersed in the song, closed their eyes and listened, guided by the song, as if bathed in divine light

If the cappella just now was just a small test, then as the melody progressed, the waves of the ether became more and more magnificent.

And at that moment, many musicians felt something, and they all looked up and stared at the stage.

There are substantial aetheric fluctuations that linger around Patty, interweaving a complex, melodic glow.

Breakthrough!

It's about to break through!

In this performance, Patti has realized a deeper level of music theory, and is about to break through the shackles and take that crucial step towards the realm of the master!

In the midst of the gloom she leads, there is some kind of magnificent power accumulating.

The divine power was conceived in it, so great and so holy, as if it were forging the way to heaven!

Seeing all this, everyone suddenly gasped.

Still underestimate her!

She has been focusing on faith and hymns for so many years, but she didn't expect to accumulate to such an extent...... I'm afraid that tomorrow's holy city will have a new master!

It's exciting to see a musician break through the shackles of distortion and step into the realm of a maestro. Everyone was immediately focused and ready to witness this legendary moment!

And now, in the midst of the weeping, almost suffocating melody and song, everyone waited with bated breath, pulled by the song, as if they had fallen with the protagonist to the border of despair.

That power accumulated, accumulated, accumulated, repressed, repressed.

Until the end, the air was almost frozen and everyone was out of breath.

As if they had a premonition of the earth-shattering outbreak that would follow, they couldn't help but clench their fists, close their eyes and prepare for the storm of the highest peak.

At that moment, glowing flames surged from Patty's body, and divine light descended from the sky.

Patty took a deep breath, gathering a lifetime of understanding and faith, and the high-pitched singing voice brewed in her throat, ready to lift them into the clouds in the next moment's climax!

Countless aethers cheered, converging from all directions, like a substantial sea of aether conjuring up, interweaving melodic light and shadow.

And in that instant......

Everything came to an abrupt halt suddenly.

Because the suffocating silence has come.

Those who closed their eyes and listened to the chant with all their hearts and souls in anticipation of the arrival of the climax of the storm.

Without!

The song is gone, the melody is gone, the sound is gone!

The huge gap made them almost crazy.

Devoted to the songs, the pent-up mood that had been suppressed to the extreme could not be released, and they almost vomited a mouthful of blood, and they were bored and nauseated, and their eyes were dark.

There was no eruption in silence.

The melody perished in silence!

Everyone opened their eyes in astonishment and stared blankly at the stage.

Looking at the sluggish Ms. Patti.

Her lips opened and closed, but no sound came out.

She froze in place, her face turned blue and pale, and the power compressed to the extreme could not be released, raging in her body.

Suddenly, her skin cracked, and a blood-colored mist erupted from her pores. Sticky blood flowed out of the seven orifices.

She bent over, vomiting profusely, slumping on the floor, convulsing, unable to move.

The music theory rioted, and in that moment she was not released, she destroyed herself, and her heart was crushed by her own power!

A lifetime of hard work, a lifetime of understanding, and a lifetime of penance are all buried in this silence.

In the dead silence, Bertrand was the first to react, rising and roaring.

"What are you doing in a daze, save people!

In addition to this kind of thing, it has to be said that bad luck has arrived at home! It also involves world-renowned singers......

His mind raced, thinking about how to settle the aftermath of the incident.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he sensed that something was wrong.

Wrong......

Not at all!

Because he didn't hear his own voice.

He looked around in a daze, his mouth open, roaring, but silent. It was as if the sound was swallowed up by some terrible monster, and even the sound of breathing was frozen.

Everyone was aware of the chaos and wanted to scream blankly, but they couldn't make any sound.

Champagne and plates fell to the ground and were trampled to pieces, but they were still silent.

No sound, no sound!

Everything is not frozen.

In the midst of this sudden silence!

What's going on?

All the musicians stood up and looked at each other, but they could not sense any change in the music theory, all the movements seemed to have no effect, and the notes were swallowed up by the cold silence as soon as they were born.

It was as if there was an invisible black hole in the air, devouring all the power.

They clearly felt that the aether was still there, and they could sense that the aether was everywhere covering the entire world. But the ether, which used to move freely, did not respond at this moment, resisting all calls.

It's like ...... It's already asleep!

The silence was as sudden as a ghost.

And now, it's still spreading.

A few moments ago, they were born from an unknown place, and then spread in all directions. The terrible cold silence expanded.

In an instant, it engulfed the entire vast embassy district.

If you look down from the sky, you will find that at this moment, there is a huge loophole in the Great Barrier of the Holy City.

That hole covered the entire embassy area, forming a perfect circle.

So perfect, so quiet.

It was as if the kingdom of death had opened its doors, and everything in the world had fallen into a peaceful sleep.

In the midst of his slumber, someone quietly rolled over.

In the next moment, in the central sanctuary, a shrill siren sounded! )