Crown of Silence

Chapter 336 Want to die? Not that easy!

On the road again, there was no danger along the way, and they passed the red zone peacefully.

Late at night, in the bottom warehouse, under a single lamp.

Simon, who had been hungry for most of the day, wolfed down the dinner provided by Ye Qingxuan, not caring whether there was poison in it.

Ye Qingxuan sat opposite him with his legs crossed, looking at him sideways:

"Let's talk, why did you attack me?"

"... You really don't know anything." Simon finished eating, wiped his mouth, and asked slowly: "Do you have any enemies who don't like you and threw you in? That's not right, this opportunity is so precious, no one will waste it on you... Uh ah!"

Ye Qingxuan retracted his palm, He stopped the pain suggestion and said lightly:

"I ask, you answer."

"Auschwitz."

Simon answered honestly: "Auschwitz Trial."

"What is that?" Ye Qingxuan frowned: "What does this have to do with your attack on me?"

"I attacked you? Hehe, I'm afraid that after you get ashore, there will be more than one person attacking you."

Simon shook his head: "Let me start from the beginning, King of Yellow, you know?"

Mozart, the King of Yellow, a talented musician who became famous ten years ago, only took a short thirteen years to go from a rural boy to the strongest in the world, the honorable king of musicians, and was on par with the strongest musician Bach and His Holiness the Pope.

If there is a protagonist template in this world, it is undoubtedly the King of Yellow.

It's a pity that five years ago...the King of Yellow disappeared.

Evaporated from the face of the earth.

One of the three kings disappeared inexplicably in this world. No one can see him alive, and no one can see his body after he died.

A few days ago, someone discovered an ancient relic in Auschwitz, which contained many precious technologies. According to analysis, it might be the "foundation of the scepter" left by the first king of the Romulans, the Holy Spirit Aeneas.

Just like Avalon and "Kingdom Come".

However, this relic has been occupied by the Romulan survivors.

Obviously, they rebuilt the gathering area here just for this relic.

They obtained technology and assistance from the Chainsaw Monks, rebuilt their homes, and resisted the entry of outsiders...

"But unfortunately."

Simon spread his hands: "A few days ago, according to the investigation of the Holy City, it was found that it was the place where the Yellow King last appeared before he disappeared.

In order to discover the secret of the Yellow King's disappearance and the ancient music and technology in the ruins, all parties dispatched a lot of manpower to enter, but were resisted and expelled by the Romulans.

However, under the mutual restraint of all parties, everyone tacitly maintained restraint, and no large-scale disputes broke out-until the Pope issued an edict, the situation was still very peaceful, and it was only a matter of time to resolve it."

"Edict?"

Ye Qingxuan felt something was wrong: "What edict?"

"The general meaning is that the Yellow King is one of the three kings, involving the dignity and safety of the entire human world. Those who can decipher the ruins and find the whereabouts of the Yellow King will be rewarded and praised by the Holy City.

The prize is-the permanent blessing of the Fifth Concerto."

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan was struck by lightning.

"Fifth Concerto? Which Fifth Concerto?"

"Which other one?"

Simon glanced at him and said mockingly: "Of course it's the one called 'Emperor'"

The King of Kings, the Emperor of Concerto - "Fifth Concerto"!

Its power is not manifested on the material, but engraved in the ether.

The kings split the land in the material world to become kings, but the ether world is the domain of musicians.

Those who are blessed by it will obtain their own 'fiefdom' in the ether world! Once you enter the scepter level, you can combine the chapter of fate to build a unique scepter.

"What does this mean, do you understand?"

Simon gritted his teeth: "With such great authority, as long as you enter the scepter level, you will have the opportunity to be one of the three kings of the next generation! Maybe after the fall of the Blue King of this generation, you can inherit the 'throne' and become the new king of musicians!"

Silence, a long silence.

Ye Qingxuan turned his head dully and looked in the direction of Avalon.

After a long time, he jumped up from the chair and cursed: "Maxwell, I fuck your whole family! You bastard, you old bastard. How much do you dislike me that you gave me this shitty job!

I have done meritorious service for Anglo, I have shed blood for Avalon! And now you want me to compete with musicians all over the world for this thing? It would be faster for you to hang me on the Traitor's Gate! I'll..."

No one responded.

Simon was frightened by Ye Qingxuan's furious look and froze in his place.

After a long time, Ye Qingxuan finished venting, sat back in the chair, looked at him with red eyes, and suddenly slammed the table:

"--What does this have to do with your attack on me?!"

Looking at Ye Qingxuan's eyes that were red enough to eat people, Simon said like a bamboo tube pouring beans:

"In order to avoid causing disputes among countries and stimulating conflicts. The Holy City directly regarded this mission as a trial for the new generation of musicians, only for musicians under the age of 30 who have not yet obtained the title of the Holy City.

At present, many masters from various countries have rushed to Auschwitz, but none of them entered it. Instead, they established bases around it and let their younger generations fight for clues.

Although this time the struggle was limited to the younger generation of musicians, the intensity of competition was still fierce. Therefore, everyone reached a consensus to eliminate possible competitors as much as possible before entering Auschwitz. "

Having said this, Simon glanced at Ye Qingxuan quietly: "Many people think that the Anglo-Royal School is one of the most powerful opponents this time.

But no one thought that the representative sent by the Royal School to participate in the war was not the Royal Musician Gavin, but you..."

"So look, I've become the biggest loser that day, right?"

Ye Qingxuan suddenly realized it and couldn't help but sneer: "That old bastard Maxwell must have spread my information quietly, right? Tell me, what have you heard!"

"A disciple of Master Abraham, the most famous ancient scholar in modern times, a musician of the Revelation School, a genius in ancient history and interpretation, but you have only been enrolled for more than half a year... Among all the candidates' information, you are the weakest.

From the moment you leave Avalon, your whereabouts have fallen into everyone's eyes. "

At this point, Simon's expression also became sad and angry, and he said with a sad face: "Sure enough, the teacher is right, you Anglos don't tell the truth at all!

Are you from the school of revelation?

Look at your body, apart from that piece of equipment, where else do you look like a inspired musician? ! He's more like an illusionist than me, and he's also trained in telepathy. Wearing these two layers of skin is not enough, you actually majored in the Forbidden School... You, you, you are actually the representative of the Silent Organization, right? "

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sneer: "You wanted to come to kill me, but I killed you instead. Do you still feel innocent?"

"I didn't want to kill you, really."

Simon looked innocent and swore arrogantly: "You are the most proficient in exploration and interpretation among all the candidates. I just want to hold you hostage and ask you to help me explore the ruins. I have never used it from beginning to end. Destructive illusion..."

"I didn't expect that the boat capsized in this ditch, right?" Ye Qingxuan said lightly.

"...At this point, I lost anyway."

Simon raised his head, closed his eyes, and stretched his neck: "Whether it's life or death, please give it a try!"

There was silence, no one responded.

He carefully opened his eyes and looked at Ye Qingxuan, only to see Ye Qingxuan looking at him, holding his chin, as if thinking about something, and suddenly Jie Jie laughed strangely.

"You want to die? It's not that simple."

He stood up with a hair-raising smile: "Without you, who can I ask for help?"

"You, you...what are you going to do!" Simon panicked and wanted to retreat, but was forced into the corner and unable to move.

"Don't be afraid, it will hurt a little at first."

Ye Qingxuan activated the 'Rent Governor', pushed Simon to the ground, and pointed to the ceiling above his head: "Relax, it will be over after you finish counting the stains on it."

Simon suddenly despaired: "No!!!"

The screams that chilled the whole body spread from the bottom of the warehouse and lasted for a full half hour. The surrounding crew members were shivered by the news and did not dare to approach. They watched and whispered from a distance.

Until an hour later, Ye Qingxuan pushed the door open, straightened his collar, slowly took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat on his forehead, as if he had eaten all the food, and his smile was indescribable in the dim light. Weird

Behind him, the cabin was silent.

——

Amidst the pain, the young man woke up from his coma, feeling pain all over his body and thirsty throat.

"What's wrong with me?"

On the broken lifeboat, he climbed up with difficulty, rubbed his face, and tried to clear his thoughts: "I remember...I was attacked by illusions? But, I...who am I? Why am I here..."

"Master, you are finally awake."

At the stern of the boat, a haggard old man raised his head, his voice hoarse like iron scraping against each other. This old man wears a huge turban and smells like curry. He looks like a Tianzhu man.

A sword was pierced through his chest and he was nailed to the boat, unable to move. It looked like he was dying.

The young man was stunned.

"You...who are you?"

"I am Asan, young master." The old Tianzhu man looked sad: "I am your servant Asan, have you been sick again?"

"Sickness?" The young man was stunned: "What disease? You are my servant, then do you know who I am?"

"Your name is Ye Qingxuan, young master!"

That day Zhu Ren grabbed his hand and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Pick up your sleeves and take a look."

The young man was stunned, lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves, only to see the small letters written on his wrist:

【——Your name is Ye Qingxuan. 】

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In fact, the name of this chapter was originally called ‘You have offended the abbot and still want to leave? ’, in addition, come and buy some monthly tickets, friends.