"Impossible!"

When Karen saw his appearance clearly, he couldn't help but let out a low exclamation. How could he not be Ye Qingxuan! He could see it clearly, it was definitely Ye Qingxuan!

Why was it Ye Qingxuan who was attacked, but it was ...... who came out of the smoke

"It's broken!"

He turned his head abruptly and looked in the direction of the original stool brother.

Right behind them, next to their goal...... The boy with the concrete bricks on his head was kicking the forgotten soccer ball and walking slowly towards their goal.

"Yo! You've finally found out?"

Noticing their gaze, the hooded student turned around, waved his hand, and kicked the door!

Goal!

Even the referee forgot to blow the whistle, but no one can deny that the music history department scored another point!

Just, what the hell is going on!

Just as everyone was stunned, the original 'stool brother' slowly took off his hood, revealing his trademark white hair and a mocking smile:

"--It's just a hood, there's no need to make a fuss, right?"

It wasn't until now that everyone found out that Ye Qingxuan didn't know when he had swapped identities with Brother Stool...... And no one in the audience could see it!

"There's a thing called black under the lamp. ”

Ye Qingxuan spread his hands, "The same school uniform, the same body type, the same height, why do you admit your mistake after wearing a hood?"

"When will it ......"

Banner stared at him blankly, his eyes red, and roared, "When did you replace it!"

Ye Qingxuan looked at him like crazy, couldn't help but shake his head, and sighed with pity.

"Idiot, of course in the beginning. ”

From the beginning. It's not Ye Qingxuan who fights with you!

"You think too highly of me, don't you?"

Ye Qingxuan walked up to him and looked down at him: "Where have I been able to beat a manticore, let alone so many phantom beasts...... It's just that from the very beginning, you have treated Brother Stool as me. ”

"Illusion?"

Banner finally reacted. But he still couldn't accept it: "How can it be an illusion! The eyes of the manticore can naturally see through any illusion! How can you ......?"

"Perhaps, but you can't see through it.

If it had mistaken Brother Stool for me from the beginning, even if it had seen through the illusion, there wouldn't be anything strange, right?"

Ye Qingxuan glanced at him, shook his head and left:

"At the end of the day, humans can only see what they want to see. ”-

From the very beginning, when he let out that flash of light, it made everyone's eyes go black. He has quietly switched identities with Brother Stool.

It wasn't just football that was replaced, it was himself.

From beginning to end, it was not Ye Qingxuan himself who fought with Banner, but the stool brother in disguise.

This is the tactic he discussed with Brother Stool yesterday.

He was well aware that Banner saw himself as a thorn in his side, and he would definitely attack him with all his might in the opening stanza.

So. Let the stool brother who is more superb in the movement and more powerful than himself bear the main firepower of the other party. In this way, you have room to toss and turn.

In this regard, he must be prepared for the two to quickly switch identities at a critical moment.

Ye Qingxuan's desire to disguise himself as a stool brother is very simple, he only needs a hood. And it is very difficult for Brother Stool to become Ye Qingxuan, he has not learned any music of the illusion school at all.

Still, it doesn't matter.

At that time, Ye Qingxuan smiled and raised the thin booklet in his hand. That's what Lola gave herself, the music she had just learned:

- "Winter Journey: The Illusory Sun".

It was only then that everyone heard the faint melody in the wind, and the vague and non-existent, like a song that resounded in everyone's heart.

"I see. There are three suns in the sky. ”

"I stared at them. ”

"They looked at me too. ”

"As if unwilling to leave me"

“......”

It was a spiritual chant, like the singing of Cullen's Mass, an aetheric echo that only comes after mastering the essence of the movement, singing a mournful tune.

"Winter Journey", the work of Saint Schubert, an outstanding work in the school of illusion.

There are twenty-four different movements, each with a completely different theme and power.

"The Crow" brings the bad omen of death, "The Road Sign" makes people disorienting, "White Head" wears down the fighting spirit, and "Illusion" makes people trance...... The final chapter, "The Organist," once unfolded, can even knock a person down the ladder and turn him into a down-and-out musician who has spent his life in vain.

The penultimate song, "The Illusory Sun", also known as "Holiday", represents the 'fantasy that does not exist'.

It allows people to see what they want to see, even if it is the sun that is not there. As long as the viewer doesn't suspect it at first, they quickly delve into it.

In the end, I was in the mountains, and I couldn't extricate myself at all, and I could no longer distinguish between what was an illusion and what was genuine.

An illusory sun, a non-existent sun, a non-existent hope......

The school of illusion calls the essence of the movement the 'fulcrum', and the illusion can exist in this world precisely because of the existence of the 'fulcrum'.

And the fulcrum of "Illusory Sun" is pain.

Because of the pain of life, this pain is called helpless.

Helpless.

As long as people have such feelings, they will quickly be captured by illusions and cannot extricate themselves.

That's why Ye Qingxuan deliberately said so many humiliating things to Banner before the game, and when Banner's behavior made Cullen and his teammates painful, they would also be trapped in illusion and unable to extricate themselves.

Thus, the illusory sun was able to shine on them and let them see what they thought to be the truth.

With so much foundation backing up, his visions were simply perfect.

As long as he doesn't speak.

Therefore, Brother Stool has not spoken anything to Banner from the beginning to the present. Occasionally, he speaks in a vague and hoarse voice......

Because as soon as he spoke, his voice was revealed. Make his enemies aware of his identity.

The only thing that could be seen at that moment was Ingmar, the Revelation faction was born to be the nemesis of the illusion faction, but he couldn't do anything about it, he could only watch the students being toyed with by Ye Qingxuan in applause.

In the end, he walked away.

I can't stand it at all-

When Yegor understood the whole process, he couldn't help but gasp.

"The little kid...... It really doesn't look like an Abraham student at all. Ludwig sighed.

"yes. Yegor nodded. "A musician of a forbidden faction would teach a student who likes to play with illusions, I'm afraid no one would have imagined. ”

"You're mistaken, that's not what I'm trying to say. ”

Ludwig shook his head, "Even among the beasts, there is a legacy. The dragon's child must be a dragon, and the serpent's offspring will also swallow venom.

But like Abraham's dying lion, he taught a ......"

He paused, looking at the young man in the field. It was as if he saw the invisible net beneath his feet, and the enemies he was bound in.

Futilely, but unable to move, the prey will be drained of strength little by little, and die in a long suffocation - until then, even death is a luxury.

"It's a spider-like child. ”

Ludwig sighed and withdrew his gaze.

I hope this is a delusion, right?-

Soon, there was silence in the stands. Someone angrily slapped the arm of the chair in anger.

Hear his angry voice. All the teachers instantly felt a gust of frost sweeping behind them, and couldn't help but straighten up and look at the front with trepidation.

Furious, is it the principal?

"That's enough!

Maxwell stood up and whispered a rage, making everyone's faces pale. But the next words surprised everyone.

"It's still not a football game!?"

Maxwell whispered angrily, "You've been playing the music one by one, but what about football! Where is the football?

With such an ugly style of play, it is better to simply grab the ball in your hand and stuff it into the opponent's goal!"

Speaking of which. His words suddenly froze, stunned, as if he had thought of something, fell into deep thought, and muttered to himself.

"With the ball in his hand...... Stuffed into the goal...... Wrestle...... Seems to work!"

He raised his head, his eyes lit up, "This is a good solution, everyone is wearing armor, holding the ball, and stuffing it into the opponent's goal...... How about we do this next time?"

Everyone present couldn't help but be sad, don't overdo it.

The headmaster's neuropathy began to get sick again, and he entered a state of brain hole that ordinary people couldn't understand.

"Enough is please, Headmaster!"

From the start of the game to the present, Sidney, whose patience has been tested, finally became angry, and he glared at Maxwell, who was elated and ready to make a big move, and he was furious.

He said solemnly: "If this continues, the thousand-year-old fine academic style of the Royal Academy of Music will be completely ruined in your hands! The school committee will not let you do such nonsense!"

Besides, what is the point of this kind of child's play? It will only increase the students' pain and promote hatred! Where is the meaning of education?

If this continues, the academy will only turn into a cold whirlpool of mutual hatred!"

Maxwell was stunned for a moment, and looked back at Sidney, the corners of his eyes slightly raised.

"Oh?"

He laughed, "In your opinion, is this just child's play?"

Looked at by those old eyes, Sidney didn't know why, the righteousness and sense of responsibility in his heart disappeared in an instant, and he even vaguely regretted standing up.

Like a child, Maxwell patted him on the shoulder and pushed him back into his chair. Sidney was stunned and tried to resist, but found that the hands were stuck in him like iron tongs, making him unable to move.

In front of him, there were a pair of deep green eyes, like the deep sea, hiding undercurrents and something unspeakably terrible. Maxwell looked at Sidney's stunned eyes, intimately straightened his collar for him, and said lightly:

"I appreciate Mr. Sidney's straightforward style, and the brainless and reckless proposals are lovely. However, there is a piece of advice that I hope you will remember before you come forward like this in the future.

- Don't forget who you are and who they will be. ”

“......”

Sidney didn't know what to say. He didn't understand what Maxwell meant.

Maxwell just stared at the students outside the stands, outside the field, inside the field...... Looking at those faces, my eyes couldn't help but feel pity.

"These are the musicians of the future, gentlemen.

These are the heroes born in the cradle of the Royal Academy of Music.

Since it's a cradle, don't talk about so many hypocritical and polite things. If you want to be a hero in the future, don't expect any gentle treatment.

You are all teachers, you are their nurturers, and if you want your baby to grow up, you have to be cruel.

If you can't even play this kind of 'child's play' with others, then don't talk about anything to fight the demons.

――Actually, I don't mind if your students embarrass the Academy, but I ask you to at least think about their lives. ”

“......”

There was silence, no one spoke. Sidney was pressed against his chair, his shoulders shaking, trying to say something, but in the end, he didn't say it.

He was lucky not to say it.

"Let's get on with the game. The principal commanded indifferently.

Everyone looked at each other, and someone stood up and asked cautiously, "Banner uses bestial fusion." Do we need to deal with it?"

"The affairs of the royal school will be left to the royal school. ”

The headmaster waved his hand nonchalantly, sweeping away the trouble that had come to the door. "There's something else to talk about after the game. ”――

The game continues.

But it can be said that it has long been over.

The moment Banner attacked, the face of the student council was shattered into pieces in his hands, and the sneak attack was not successful. From beginning to end, everyone was completely unaware of all their actions. It's all in someone else's arrangement.

If it hadn't been for Banner's sneak attack, they might not have been able to detect that illusion at the end of the day, right?

It was even more humiliating to reveal it after the game.

This game, in short, is a humiliation.

It doesn't matter who speaks. Unable to lift their morale, everyone was absent-mindedly grinding the foreign workers, and Banner was forcibly sent off the field by Cullen, sitting on the bench, silent.

His eyes were dejected, like a mentally ill person who had been injected with an overdose of tranquilizers, muttering something to himself, but no one could hear clearly.

Ten minutes later, the game was over, 3-0.

The music history department won and advanced to the finals.

Of course, Ye Qingxuan chose to retreat bravely, announced his withdrawal from the competition, and no longer participated in any second-round battles. After paying a fine of 2,000 credits, he still ranked first in the rankings.

It's all up to Banner to deliver the door.

What a comrade.

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and sighed, and then transferred the four thousand credits to Brother Stool on the spot.

Brother Stool didn't say anything and accepted it.

But Ye Qingxuan felt ashamed in his heart, "To be honest, four thousand credits is not much, but at present, I can only give you so much in order to ensure the ranking...... I owe you the rest. If you have any help, please feel free to come to the Department of Music History to find me.

Even if it's outside the academy, I have some ways to help you. ”

Brother Stool smiled, shook his head, and declined.

"But can you do me a favor with the school?" he asked suddenly, "I need a commitment from you." ”

"Let's see. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled, "As long as it's not too difficult, I'll help you work hard to complete it." ”

Brother Stool stopped talking, and looked behind him in astonishment. Ye Qingxuan turned around, only to see the emaciated student with a pale face, Banner.

He got rid of his teammates and walked over, his eyes gloomy and his dejected face full of hatred.

He wanted to reach out and grab Ye Qingxuan's collar, but Ye Qingxuan flashed it.

"Banner!"

Fighting back his anger, Karen roared behind him, "How long are you going to make trouble?"

Banner paused, gritted his teeth, withdrew his hand, and just stared at Ye Qingxuan deadly, with a hoarse voice in his throat:

"You think you're going to win?

It's still early!"

"You better think about how to deal with the school's questions. ”

Ye Qingxuan just shrugged his shoulders slightly, "Beast nature fusion is a forbidden technique. ”

"You think I'm done?"

Banner laughed angrily, "Don't dream! The Royal School won't let me do anything! At most, I'll just disappear for a few months to avoid the limelight, and when it's over, I won't lose a finger!"

- And you, will pay the price for what you have done!"

"Huh. Ye Qingxuan just laughed and didn't bother to speak.

Seeing this completely nasty smile, Banner almost couldn't restrain himself, his face was as white as a skeleton, and with a dark madness like a skeleton.

His finger pointed at Ye Qingxuan's heart, and whispered in his ear word by word:

"Listen, I'll do whatever it takes to make you disappear, you, and that junk brother of yours, and that white-haired bastard like you.

I'm going to get your teacher, the old dog, back into his iron cage...... What you took from me, I will get it back a thousand times over!"

Ye Qingxuan didn't say anything, still smiling, as if he hadn't heard anything.

It's just that his eyes are getting colder, and he is silently cold.

Syllable!

Banner's voice stopped abruptly.

The crisp sound stunned everyone, including Cullen behind Banner.

That's a slap in the face.

A resounding slap in the face.

From the man who wore the mask and was silent the whole time.

"That's enough, Banner!"

"You ......"

Banner froze and looked at him blankly,

The man with the hood blocked Ye Qingxuan behind him, and his voice was cold, "You have lost the face of Adrian's family!"

The sound was so familiar that Cullen was stunned, and Banner's anger was forcibly suppressed. They all stared at the man in front of them in disbelief.

In front of everyone's eyes, Brother Stool lowered his head and slowly took off the mask on his head.

A stiff and cold face was revealed, like a fine stone carving carved out of marble, with sharp edges and corners, not angry and arrogant. The most eye-catching thing is the pair of iron-gray eyes, with a strange majesty and solemnity.

For a moment, everyone fell silent and began to doubt their eyes.

"Cover ...... Gavin?"

Banner finally reacted, looking at him and Ye Qingxuan behind him blankly, "You're actually, you're actually ...... Stand on their side?!"

"You're not on my side, Banner. ”

Gavin looked at him in disappointment and asked coldly, "How many times have I given you back and forth?"

"Opportunity, the opportunity you gave me?"

Banner laughed, as if he had heard a great joke, and suddenly raised his voice, roaring like a roar: "What I gave you is a chance! I can represent the Adrian family! Not you!"

The people around looked at the dispute between the two brothers in astonishment, but they didn't dare to step forward.

Green and iron gray, the eyes of the two brothers looked at each other.

One is full of gloom and madness, the other is full of disappointment.

So similar, yet so different. (To be continued......)