Crown of Silence

Chapter 274 Holy

When Ye Qingxuan woke up, he found himself lying on a soft bed, and the emptiness and fatigue in his body seemed to have disappeared. There was still a bitter taste in his mouth, which should be the recovery potion that Laura gave him. I don’t know if it is the medicine of evergreen or the blood crystal, but it is obviously a good and expensive product.

His tense nerves finally relaxed a little, and even the stench from the sewer dissipated a lot, but for some reason, his arms were a little sore... Is this a side effect of taking medicine?

He rubbed his face and climbed up, feeling sleepy.

When he saw the note on the bedside, he woke up instantly, and his whole body was cold:

-Dear little Ye, the hot bath water is in the bathroom, the food is on the table, and I am in the library. Do you want to take a bath first? Or eat first? Or roll over to me quickly and explain what happened?

In just a few words, the first half looks tender and very provocative. But when Laura wrote, every stroke seemed to carry infinite gloom and irritability, and the blood-red font hurt people's eyes.

This is not a tease at all. If it is not handled well, it will be a funeral post that will come to your door and kill your whole family one day!

Until now, he remembered it.

Laura worried about him all night, and he seemed to have never said a word of thanks... No wonder she was so resentful.

Don't mess with women, especially don't mess with women like Laura who can kill people in a minute. The whole Avalon has a bloody history of four years to prove this point, and Ye Qingxuan was also tricked by her to the point of ecstasy.

Thinking of this, he didn't dare to delay any longer, and rolled out of the bed and rushed to the bathroom. After quickly washing off the smell on his body, he rushed out, grabbed a few breads and stuffed them into his mouth, and rushed to the library.

...

Half an hour later.

In the silent library, the solitary lamp was dim.

Ye Qingxuan sat on the chair, as obedient as a primary school student. With his hands on his knees, he smiled shyly and said nothing.

Laura's face was as gloomy as water. After listening to Ye Qingxuan's story, she took a sip of black tea. The porcelain collided, making a frightening sound.

In the middle of them, on the table, there was an old-fashioned top hat, quietly exuding an ancient atmosphere. The so-called "ancient atmosphere" means that it looks very powerful, but no matter how you think about it, it makes people feel that it is useless.

"In other words, you spent a night last night, narrowly escaped death, and brought back such a thing?"

"Yes."

"What did the guys in the House of Representatives take away?"

"I don't know."

"What is the situation in the Royal Research Institute?"

"Not sure."

"Where did the Ripper come from?"

"No clue."

Then, there was a long silence.

After a long silence, Laura finally retracted her gaze, and Ye Qingxuan quietly let out a long breath, feeling sweaty. Indeed, if I think about it carefully, I worked all night, but except for bringing back a broken hat, it seems that I didn't gain anything at all.

Well, causing trouble to the House of Representatives is another matter, but entering the Shadow of Avalon and not bringing back any local specialties, but only taking back a broken hat, it is not justifiable.

"Look at the Senate, they are like mad dogs trying to grab this, maybe it's some kind of artifact..."

"All the artifacts in the world are registered with the cult, and there are no more than sixteen of them. How could there be one more out of thin air?" Laura looked at him with a squint: "Do you think that you just picked up something of the same level as the Sword in the Stone when you entered the Shadow of Avalon?"

"Ahem, I just proposed a possibility."

Ye Qingxuan picked up the hat and flipped it over: "Look, this is at least an alchemical equipment, why don't you come and identify it?"

"...My disguised identity is an ancient scholar, but not an alchemist." Laura rolled her eyes: "Why don't you put it on and try it out?"

"Makes sense!"

"Hey! Don't go looking for death!"

Ye Qingxuan actually began to think seriously. Although there is a high possibility of death by doing this, it would be a waste if he didn't wear it after spending so much effort to get a hat back?

After repeatedly checking that there were no weird traps and control music on it, Ye Qingxuan took a deep breath and put the hat on his head.

There was silence, nothing happened.

Laura looked at him seriously, ready to destroy the hat if there was any abnormality, but Ye Qingxuan looked confused, twisted his neck, adjusted the hat, and changed several postures.

Nothing happened.

"How do you feel now?" Laura asked carefully.

"It feels quite comfortable, the size is just right!" Ye Qingxuan grinned and was quite happy: "Is there a mirror here for me to look at?"

"..." Laura had the urge to kill him.

Ye Qingxuan pretended to be nothing and listened silently.

He heard the singing.

The boy's tender voice once again rang in his ears, like a dead soul singing softly:

"The emperor and his accomplices kidnapped the queen and imprisoned her in her dreams. We have power and the ocean, where should we wander... The bells have already sounded from the cemetery, do you hear the eerie tune? Respond to our call, and the blood debt will be repaid..."

The song sounded faintly, and then disappeared like an illusion.

There is no doubt that this thing has some connection with the Shadow of Avalon, but what is the mystery behind it, and what does that chilling song foreshadow?

He couldn't understand.

The song disappeared after being sung once. No matter how much Ye Qingxuan waited, it never appeared again - just like the curse wrapped around the top hat left, the rotten atmosphere quickly dissipated, the dust shook off, and the wrinkled The surface is restored to smoothness.

It returned to its original dignified and elegant appearance.

On the inside of the hat, the dim and silent music lights up again, waiting to be awakened.

"It seems that this is its true form. What did you do?"

"I don't know. I just looked pretty. I think it should appreciate my pretense."

Ye Qingxuantian praised himself shamelessly, but when his eyes moved, he saw something on the inside of the brim of the hat. He stretched out his hand to touch it, and only felt a line of slightly raised text. Too much time has passed, and the material of the silver wire has turned black and is difficult to distinguish.

Relying on his sense of touch, Ye Qingxuan subconsciously read out that line of text:

"Manpower is limited, so you should stick to your limits."

This is one of the musician's oaths made by the three kings of the first generation, and every musician should abide by it. Just why is it so precious and important to be imprinted here. unless……

He was stunned for a moment, and his smile became a little stiff: Unless, this was its activation code.

Even if he put an alchemy equipment with a very strange origin on his head, he also carefully read out its activation secret word... This is like not knowing how to write the word "death", and it is enough to be included in "One Hundred Stupid Deaths of Musicians" Law's top ten.

He subconsciously wanted to take off his hat, but it was too late.

His vision went dark, and he only heard a crisp sound.

——Then the sky fell!

The experience at that moment was so refreshing that it was hard to describe.

It was as if someone had taken an ax and made a big hole in his head, and then a large amount of something like mercury was forcefully poured in. A huge amount of characters and pictures flashed before his eyes, overwhelming him.

Heart seal inheritance?

This should be the Heart Seal inheritance, but why is this Heart Sound inheritance so damn... that it makes people die? Before he could react, he fell into a coma.

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 exactly." Laura folded her arms and looked down at him: "You wasted another piece of my recovery potion."

"Feel sorry."

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his swollen forehead and stood up with difficulty: "My mind is a little confused."

"It seems that the inheritance of the heart seal is correct."

Laura looked at him with gloating: "That's the only bad thing about ancient alchemy equipment. The load is too great. Which school does it come from?"

"Ancient...Stoneheart School...a sect that combines prohibition and change."

He retrieved the massive amount of information that suddenly appeared in his mind and said intermittently: "We guessed right, the hat is their inherited gift, and its last owner was... the chief musician of the first generation of the Royal Orchestra, An Andrea Casiraghi. Unfortunately, there is only so much information about the user. There is no more record of the Shadow of Avalon.

The movement inscribed above is from... "Requiem"? "

He was stunned for a moment, carefully identifying the etheric movement in his memory, and finally heaved a sigh of relief: "It's the "Requiem" for sure!"

"Which Requiem?"

"Which one else could it be? Of course it is the barrier set up by the Royal Conservatory of Music, and the "Requiem" composed for himself by the first Yellow King Mozart!"

Ye Qingxuan pumped his fist excitedly. This gain alone made the many risks he took and the experience of narrowly surviving death worth it!

Is it more than worth it? It’s a huge profit!

"Don't rush to be happy yet."

Laura poured cold water on the side: "Which piece does the movement above come from? It would be fun if it was the 'Day of Wrath'. It is a super-scale taboo movement that can only be played by more than three orchestras playing in the same tune... It takes the two of us. It’s not even enough to burn it dry.”

"Holy."

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes and sensed the ether fluctuations in the hat, "Its title is 'Holy One'."

"It seems that the effect is 'abandonment of protection'."

Laura was silent for a moment and nodded slowly: "One of the most famous cores of the Forbidden School is indeed very similar to the Stone Heart School. You have made a profit this time. It is the prototype of the scepter of the Forbidden School: creating an absolutely pure territory. , rejecting all foreign music theories.

As a defensive movement, its effect is absolutely outstanding, and it can definitely defend against a fatal attack. This is a musician’s lifesaver. "

Ye Qingxuan suddenly became very happy: "Then I can be free from now on?"

"If you can afford that terrible expense."

Laura looked at him sideways, her eyes full of pity: "You can probably maintain that kind of field now... in less than half a second, right?"

"..."

"Don't be dumbfounded. What else is there? What does the Heart Seal inheritance say?"

Laura asked: "The Stone Heart School has become extinct since its short-lived appearance in the era of King Arthur. Maybe the reason is hidden in the Heart Seal inheritance."

"Others? And..."

Ye Qingxuan retrieved his memory and recited solemnly: "magnet... huh? Is this the password?"

"It should be the result of converting the notes into binary numbers and then combining them with music theory to make changes - to ensure that no one knows the core confidential technology."

"It looks like a good thing! I'll drive fast... 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 was still hanging the recovery potion: "This routine from hundreds of years ago is now outdated, where is the paper and pen?"

Lola shook her head helplessly, gave him paper and pen, and before he spoke, she also put a dictionary of the changes in the common language a hundred years ago and the current translation on the table.

So, the room fell into silence again.

Ye Qingxuan began to concentrate on cracking it, at a very fast speed.

Although the sentence structure and music theory conversion after a long time are headaches and there are many problems. But the deeper he went, the more excited he looked, and his eyes almost glowed.

That kind of concentration made him forget everything.

Beside him, Laura silently looked at his expression. After a long time, she sighed softly: "You are getting more and more obsessed with interpretation. If you keep going like this... don't you really want to be a scholar?"

"To be honest, I have never thought about it."

"Huh?" Laura was stunned: "Never?"

Ye Qingxuan raised his head and thought for a while, then asked: "Laura, when you were a child, did you ever think about what kind of person you would be in the future?"

"..." Laura was silent for a moment, nodded: "Yes."

"That's similar to me.

When I was a child, I wanted to be a toy buyer. Later, when I grew up, I wanted to inherit the family business. Later, something happened, and I wanted to be A filial son, and then... I thought about becoming a priest, praying for the dead, and living out my life in a church in a remote town.

Actually, these are all good, right? Hearing you say that, I also think that being a scholar seems to be pretty good. However, these are just thoughts at best.

Anyway, for me, many things are like this. "

He paused and laughed softly: "Just think about it, there is no need to think too much about things that are impossible to happen."

"..."

Lola was silent. She saw the boy's self-deprecating expression, and she was hesitant to speak, and looked away as if avoiding it. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little sad.

In the silence, there was only the sound of pencils rubbing against paper.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingxuan put down his pen, stretched his waist, and said happily: "Done! Lola, take a look at this..."

Lola finally came back to her senses, reached out to take the stack of manuscripts handed over by Ye Qingxuan, and her expression became stunned:

"Small Source Theory? You really came back with something amazing..."