Crown of Silence

Chapter 433 Opening of Court

December 24, the center of the Holy City

Surrounded by statues of saints, there are three huge doors standing in the solemn square.

One leads to the Papal Palace, the core of the Holy City, the core of the core, where all the sacredness and doctrines of this world are gathered.

One leads to the Sacred Hall, where the musical instruments and artifacts of saints from various countries, natural disaster music, saints' heritage and ancient books are collected, and it is the holy place in the hearts of all musicians.

One leads to the Holy Wheel Court, where all the laws and rituals of the Order and the Holy City are formulated, maintained and implemented.

All the sacredness, wisdom and order in the world are here.

In the early morning, the crowd surged.

A dark crowd gathered outside the square, and the fully armed guards tried hard to maintain order, but the reporters who wanted to squeeze to the front row could not be stopped.

It has been a long time since I have seen such a big excitement.

It can be said to be the biggest news in the Holy City in decades.

First, Colt's hero identity was subverted.

Then he was killed at the gate of the Holy City.

In the end, the murderer was arrested openly.

And now, the day of the first trial has finally arrived!

This news has been fermenting for several days. Even if it is subject to news control, it has never been able to eliminate the curiosity of passers-by, but has attracted more and more attention.

Of course, Maxwell also made a lot of efforts in it. After all, the more attention, the bigger the news, the less chance there is for someone to play tricks.

And under the pressure of public opinion, the Holy Absolution Department in charge of the Holy Wheel Court also brought out the strongest lineup, and Deputy Minister Borja personally served as the judge.

In recent days, there have been many chaotic things happening, which can be said to be because of this matter.

And just outside the square, in the noisy chaos, a loud shout suddenly came.

"Here they come! Here they come! I see the convoy!"

Soon, on the cleared road, a solemn and solemn cavalry slowly marched in, and between the fully armed guards was an airtight iron car.

Then the crowd shouted, and the sound was too noisy, and it was unclear whether it was praise or curse.

"In short, it sounds quite exciting, it's big news, right?"

In the carriage, Ye Qingxuan, who was wearing layers of shackles, sighed softly and looked at the guards in black clothes beside him. Several sturdy guards and musicians turned a deaf ear and just stared at the void in front of them.

Boring and uninteresting.

Being a defendant for the first time seemed to have no pressure for Ye Qingxuan. He knew how serious what he had done was, and before he was ready to act, he was ready to die for it.

People who are not afraid of death seem to be afraid of other things.

However, if possible, Ye Qingxuan still thinks it would be better to be alive.

It would be great to be alive.

Just as he was thinking wildly, the door of the car opened with a bang, and Ye Qingxuan was escorted out of the car amid the noise of countless people.

Under the watch of many guards, he crossed the square and stepped onto the pure white marble steps.

But when he reached the center, he stopped, turned around, and looked at the crowd behind him.

The crowd noticed his sight, and the cheers or rebukes suddenly rose a level. But Ye Qingxuan's sight swept past them and finally fell on the cold square.

There, stood a black iron monument.

The ancient and vicissitudes of life iron monument stood in the center of the square, in the center of the Pope's Palace, the Sacred Vessel Hall and the Holy Wheel Court.

Ye Qingxuan stared at the iron monument in silence. No matter how the guards urged and pushed, his eyes were focused and careful, and he couldn't help sighing with emotion:

"Is this... fate?"

This is the monument of fate.

The existence that ranks first among all the artifacts in legend.

'Fate', the most unpredictable thing, is also the most terrible and huge proposition. Nothing can escape the arrangement of fate, everything is in fate.

Even resistance seems to be part of fate.

This invisible net seems to be in the hands of the gods, controlling the operation of the entire world. And right here, in addition to the meaning of nothingness, it represents another thing.

The chapter of the scepter of the Red King - "Destiny"!

Miracle among miracles, power among power, the strongest chapter of judgment in this world!

The reason why this iron monument is so well-known and even plays an important role in many legends is that: the complete content of "Destiny" and all the music theory are engraved on it.

And the holy city is openly placed in public, not afraid of anyone coming to watch.

If there are musicians who want to study, rubbings can be bought in grocery stores everywhere, five yuan a copy, and fifteen yuan a set, providing analysis by many researchers of past generations.

Of course, all this is completely useless.

The structure of its movement seems very simple, but no matter how it is played, it has no effect.

Almost every musician who comes to the Holy City will come here to crack the secret on this iron monument, but to this day, no one has been able to play it successfully.

Except for the great and supreme Red King.

Only in the hands of the Pope can "Destiny" exert its power.

There is no trick, no secret, the melody has an incredible effect in his hands.

Call for miracles.

There are even rumors that anyone who can play "Destiny" will surely become the next Red King. It seems that the crown of the Pope is inherited through such mysterious and strange conditions.

Over the years, countless researchers have tried to solve this secret. Three hundred years ago, Enrique, a master of interpretation, even thought hard for four days in front of it and vomited blood and died. Once again, this iron monument was covered with a mysterious veil.

Since then, more and more musicians have begun to try to crack its secret.

No one succeeded.

No matter how much effort is put in, there will be no change. Its own music theory structure is absolutely impossible to establish, and it is impossible to have any effect at all, and it can't even be called a movement.

It can only be said to be a solemn and glorious symphony.

That's all.

Until decades ago, the last master who threatened to crack it finally gave up. After spending forty years, the white-haired master never talked about music theory again, gave up his identity as a musician, and chose to join the church and became an ordinary priest, pious until his death.

He has personally witnessed the insignificance of mortals.

It is the proof that God exists in this world!

And this is why the Holy City displays it openly.

Only the existence of God can turn decay into magic.

This is the gift of God, and all honor and holiness should belong to this place.

Therefore, as the apostle of God, the Pope can control the power of "Destiny".

This is the crown of the Red King.

It is cast with miracles and cannot be shaken.

This is the proof of the existence of "Destiny", this is the proof of the existence of God, and this monument lays the foundation for all justice, order and holiness.

It is like a ruler, distinguishing the huge gap between gods and mortals.

Because of this, even if it has no power, no processing, and is just a pure piece of iron, it can be ranked in front of all artifacts and become the well-deserved top.

Nothing can be more appropriate and unquestionable than this.

"What a pity. It would be great if I could go and have a look."

Ye Qingxuan sighed softly, retracted his gaze, and walked into the huge door amid the guards' pulling and pushing.

Behind him, the door slammed shut.

After passing through layers of doors and undergoing several inspections, the shackles on Ye Qingxuan's body were reduced to symbolic shackles.

The last door slammed open in front of him.

In the solemn atmosphere, he stepped in, raised his head, and looked at the holy emblem on the top dome.

The holy emblem seemed to fall from the sky.

The time of judgment has come.

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Sorry, the update is late today, and the number of words has shrunk a lot. Because I encountered some weird things and weird people in life. I thought I had seen everything after so many years, but this incident really refreshed my three views and brought a strong impact to my life.

Sorry, let me take a breath. If I can recover tomorrow, I will update as usual. If not, let me take a day off. Thank you everyone.