Silent Crown Chapter 455: Young monsters

Angelo Embassy, ​​afternoon.

The costumed ambassador is wearing a sword, and his expression becomes a little anxious as time goes by little by little.

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

"How long has he slept?"

"It's been about fourteen hours." The secretary replied: "After I came back early this morning, I told the servant not to disturb him, and then he didn't leave the room."

"Will you have already left?"

The ambassador looked to his side, and the old musician sitting upright shook his head: "He is still in the room, but he seems to be undergoing some kind of musical transformation. At this juncture, it is best not to disturb him.

Otherwise, if something goes wrong, the consequences may be unpredictable. "

The ambassador sighed helplessly after hearing the words:

"It seems that he can't keep up."

Before Maxwell left the holy city, he had secretly told the ambassador that although Ye Qingxuan did not have an establishment or position in the embassy, ​​he should refer to him for all his treatment.

If someone dared to be disrespectful, they would be punished with contempt for the royal family.

For this reason, Ye Qingxuan was able to eat rice for so long in the embassy.

He is already regarded as Maxwell's successor, the future cabinet minister.

What's more, Ye Qingxuan's position in the fifth part is not a vegetarian. Now he is also a temporary position in the Silent Organization.

If it hadn't been for an invitation for an important banquet delivered today, and if the surname wanted to invite Ye Qingxuan, the ambassador would not want to disturb him.

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

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

The secretary nodded, and quickly found a gift for Ye Qingxuan that he had prepared because he was ‘unable to go to the banquet’.

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

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

The Burgundy Embassy.

It's getting late at this time, but it's still brightly lit here.

The carriages and horses in front of the Burgundy Embassy are like flowing water, and there are constantly well-dressed nobles and envoys of various parties getting out of the car 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. The embassy is also preparing to celebrate it and send out invitations. In just a few hours, wealthy merchants and aristocrats from various countries have gathered here, and there are many officials and priests from the Holy City.

The carriage emblazoned with Angelu's emblem stopped in front of the embassy. The ambassador and his wife got out of the car. Soon there were people in the same costumes who came up from the car and invited the two into the hall.

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

Because of the proper maintenance, Bertrand has no traces of aging, and it is completely invisible that he is over fifty years old. He looks like a middle-aged man who is rich and powerful.

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

"Mr. Baird, welcome."

After ambassador Angelu exchanged greetings with each other for a while, Bertrand couldn't suppress curiosity and looked at his side: "Isn't Mr. Ye from your country here?"

Bairder smiled bitterly and gave Ye Qingxuan the gift he had prepared: "It snowed last night. Mr. Ye was in a cold breeze and he was embarrassed. He can't go to the banquet today.

He asked me to convey my regrets to you, and please forgive me. "

"That's it."

Bertrand sighed: "It was because of our negligence that we sent an invitation to Mr. Ye one day in advance. Please rest assured that Mr. Ye will be welcome to visit the Burgundy Embassy at any time in the future."

After the two talked to each other, the young man left behind Bertrand. Baird did not care about this, but looked at Bertrand.

The two are both foreign ambassadors, and they don’t deal with each other once or twice in the holy city. They know each other well. Although there were a lot of fights secretly, it did not harm the friendship between the two.

Besides, they are also members of a certain bridge club, and they are very close to each other, so Baird no longer hides his words.

"Old friend, would you not be so improper in your work?"

Angel ambassador Baird looked at Bertrand and asked in a low voice: "Although Mr. Ye does not have a formal position in our embassy, ​​he has a distinguished status. How could you be so contemptuous? You sent the invitation a day in advance. ?"

"In fact, I didn't intend to invite Mr. Ye as a sensitive person."

Bertrand gave a bitter smile, shook his head, took a glass of champagne from the waiter, and the two of them walked and talked, and walked to the corner: "There is a reason for it, because someone wants to see him, so I have to send a temporary invitation. Posts."

Birder raised his brows, and he was suddenly curious: "Whose face is so great?"

"Who else can it be?"

Bertrand gave a wry smile and looked at the handsome young man in the crowd who was talking and laughing with other nobles.

The young man seems to have a lot of friends. There are so many nobles here, different circles, and different factions. He can eat well. I am afraid that his identity is not simple.

Bilder was stunned. He originally thought that the young man with Bertrand was his nephew or the secretary in the embassy, ​​but he didn't expect it to have a big background.

Soon, he noticed that the ring on the young man’s hand suddenly realized:

"The Bourbon family? Which one?"

"Which one can it be?"

Bertrand sipped champagne and said lightly: "Naturally inherit the top one."

As the royal family of Burgundy, the Bourbon family has many branches, but there are not many people with real bloodlines and rights. Seeing Bertrand behaved in this way, the identity of the young man became apparent.

What's more, the emperor of Burgundy is seriously ill now, and time is running out. In a few months, the young man’s father will probably be the one who will rule this country.

"Which son of Louis is he?" Baird asked.

Bertrand looked at him with a smile but a smile: "Old friend, Louis has only one son left now."

Beard understood what he meant, and fell silent.

"Don't underestimate young people, old friends, among young people nowadays, there are more and more monsters, such as the new sword-holder in your country."

Bertrand put down his wine glass and looked at the back in the crowd with more distress: "He was originally an illegitimate son abandoned overseas by the Louis family. He was welcomed back to the family six months ago and was recognized.

They originally planned to use this young man as a bargaining chip for marriage. But they didn't expect that what they found was not an obedient puppet, but a poisonous snake.

In just half a year, he went from nothing to a hot spot and became a leader in the circle. All the people who were in front of him are now dead under his feet, including his brother Louis.

In addition to his own family, he also won the support of the Antonevat family. They made a marriage contract and will marry the jewel of the Grand Duke next year.

Now, he is the proud protégé of my teacher Mr. Richelieu, the confidential secretary of the cabinet prepared in the future... To be honest, during his time in the embassy, ​​even I felt like a man on his back and sleeping. Unstable.

Fortunately, after the celebration, he will leave for his country, and I can breathe a sigh of relief. "

Bilder listened in silence, with some headaches: "Why is he interested in the sword bearers of our country?"

"Who knows."

Bertrand smiled softly: "Maybe he wants to be good friends with your Mr. Ye."

"Stop kidding, Bertrand."

Bilder shook his head, drank the champagne in the glass, and finally glanced at the back of the young man: "What is the name of the monster in your country?"

"Don Juan."

Bertrand said: "Don Juan Dieudone Bourbon."

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In the quiet lounge of the embassy, ​​Don Juan sat alone in silence.

"It's a pity, master." The entourage beside him exclaimed, "It seems that I can't see your good friend this time."

"Regrets?"

Don Juan glanced at his entourage, and smiled mischievously: "Do you feel regret or fortunate? You know, he is now a well-known evil spirit hunter in the world, and he has committed the evil in his hands. Musicians never end well.

Old ghost, you heard that he can't come, I'm afraid you are very happy, right? "

"The young master is serious."

The entourage reluctantly smiled: "I have already changed my mind in the next, and I haven't dealt with the circles of the past for a long time. I'm afraid everyone thinks that the Rainer is dead."

"This is the best way, old ghost."

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

Just killing a few people, you are chased by the holy city like a rabbit running all over the floor, you count your **** friends, how many ends?

Poor old Colbert, why don't you look a little farther..."

He hooked the shoulders of'Bu Yushi' and whispered his original name: "When my cheap dad becomes the emperor, it will be there when we let go!

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

You want to kill? As long as you wave your finger, countless people will help you kill, rushing to help you back the scapegoat! Do you want rights? How about the position of Finance Director? If you are not satisfied, the Royal Secretary of State? Secretary of the Navy? Or... Prime Minister of Burgundy?

Compared with the things that are in front of you, what kind of **** is it worth pursuing after you die once? That stubborn **** god, is it worth you to go through fire and water for him again?

Don't be kidding, Colber, your future is under your feet.

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

Kolber was silent for a long time and sighed softly: "Master, like your thunderous bastard, it's unreasonable not to fall into a monster."

"Fallen? Why?"

Don Juan chuckled softly: "Where is I dirty in your hearts."

"Go back and give Ye Zi a gift."

Don Juan buttoned his bow tie again and smiled cheerfully: "I really look forward to it. Will Ye Zi see me now, will he be surprised?"

He pushed the door and walked into the banquet hall.

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The banquet ushered in the climax.

Ms. Patty, a singer from the Trinity Choir, was invited to come and perform for this gala.

This high-pitched singer who has given up on music theory and the way of being a musician, focuses on singing and melody, is already a master in the music industry. Every year during the Pope's sermon on Winter Veil, she will lead the choir to sing hymns.

The singing is likened to the holy light of heaven, shining all over the world, and redeeming the soul.

In the soft light, Ms. Patty in full dress took the long skirt and walked onto the stage, bowing her knees slightly, greeted with applause and exclamation.

The old female singer has gray hair, but she is not diminished in grace, but the whole person is full of noble atmosphere. When standing on the stage, she does not look like an actress, but like the master and the emperor of the stage.

The audience should sincerely think of her bowing their heads, thirsting for singing, as if thirsting for nectar.

"How could you invite Ms. Patty?"

Baird looked at Bertrand: "The lady has almost never appeared since the year before last year except for the prayers for the winter evening. I personally invited me to the house during the celebration in our country last year, but she refused."

"That's because your face is not big enough."

Bertrand smiled triumphantly, his expression full of joy. Today he invited Baird over, and what he looked forward to most was his current expression.

It's worth it!

It's worth it!

Beard looked at his smug look, he couldn't help but cursed a bit of a **** in his heart. But soon, he took his mind.

The chanting on stage has already begun.

In the soft violin melody, Ms. Patty opened her mouth and sang softly.

The singing voice is like gorgeous silk melted into the spring water, and it spreads everywhere with the soft melody.

It was like falling on the soul, and it was refreshing, and the skin trembled for it, and the five internal organs swayed with the rhythm, indulged in the singing.

No one has ever imagined that a movement stripped of power and ether can be so beautiful that it almost makes people cry.

The singing gradually rises, like a stream converging into a river.

The gorgeous singing voice pulled everyone's consciousness to tremble together, and merged into the solemn singing along with the chorus behind her.

The habanero from the far north resounded in everyone's ears, making their hearts sway. What's more frightening are the waves spreading in the melody.

That is the power of the ether!

All the musicians present can feel that this is not a performance that fits the theory of music, it is just a simple chant.

But in this chanting, there is a mysterious magical power that makes the ether inspire, and with the melody, it turns into a sacred light, shining in all directions.

In that sacred light, everyone feels that the whole person seems to have been baptized, the depression and irritability in the heart are swept away, there is no darkness, refreshing and lively, as if returning to a teenager.

Among the musicians in the audience, an elderly musician smiled bitterly and shook his head and exclaimed: "So these years, has Patty's attainments reached such a terrifying level?"

Unconsciously, I was left in the distance, only seeing her back.

Now, she just relies on her singing voice, without false music theory, purely using the spiritual spirit in the melody to mobilize the ether.

Even among the ascetics in the holy city, not many people can reach this level!

Since becoming an official musician at the age of sixteen, Patty has given up music theory and became fascinated by the melody. But no one thought that Patty's comprehension in music theory had reached such a profound level over the years.

After several years of cultivating, this world-famous singer has already broken through the resonance level with his own insights, and even reached the distortion level in one fell swoop.

Otherwise, how can the ideas contained in the melody reach a level that resonates with the ether?

That is the miracle created by the ether being tamed by the melody, following the song spontaneously! Controlling the ether with human will, creating the light of heaven with self-consciousness and belief.

I don’t know how many musicians are envious of the blood dripping in their hearts.

Everyone knows that Ms. Patty's road to the top is already smooth.

She has found her subject.

As long as she passes the completion stage, there is no problem with the creation of Chapter of Fate. In just a few years, a new master will emerge in the holy city.

Even among the masters, she is also the best!

In the banquet hall, the performance is about to reach its climax.

Everyone was immersed in the singing, closed their eyes and listened, being guided by the singing, as if bathed in sacred light

If the cappella just now was just a small test, then as the melody advances, the waves of the ether will become more and more majestic.

At that moment, many musicians felt their hearts and raised their heads unanimously, staring at the stage.

If there are substantial etheric fluctuations lingering beside Patty, weaving a complex and melodic light.

Breakthrough!

It's about to break through!

In this performance, Patty 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!

Just in the lowness she leads, there is some kind of magnificent power accumulating.

The divine power is bred in it, so huge, so holy, as if to forge the road to heaven!

Seeing all this, everyone suddenly gasped.

I still underestimate her!

She has been focusing on faith and hymns for so many years, but she did not expect to accumulate to such a degree, under the accumulation of accumulation... Tomorrow's holy city may have a new master!

Whoever can witness a musician break through the shackles of distortion and step into the realm of a master, no matter who is will be extremely excited. Everyone was attentive, ready to witness this legendary moment!

Now, in the midst of crying, almost suffocating melancholy melody and singing, everyone is holding their breath, being led by the song, as if they were falling into the border of despair with the protagonist. .

That power is accumulated, accumulated, accumulated again, suppressed, suppressed, suppressed again.

Until the end, the air almost solidified, and everyone couldn't breathe.

As if foreseeing the next earth-shaking eruption, they couldn't help clenching their fists and closing their eyes to prepare for the violent storm at the highest peak.

At that moment, a radiant flame emerged from Patty's body, and a divine light descended from the sky.

Patti took a deep breath and gathered his lifelong comprehension and beliefs. The high-pitched singing voice was brewing in his throat, ready to lift them into the clouds in the next moment of climax!

Countless ethers cheered, converging from all directions, if there is a sea of ​​ethers, it turns out, intertwining the light and shadow of the melody.

And at that moment...

Everything came to an abrupt end.

Because the suffocating silence has arrived.

Those who closed their eyes and listened, immersed themselves in chanting, and greeted the climax of the storm were all stunned.

No more!

The singing is gone! The melody is gone! There is no sound anymore!

The huge gap made them almost crazy.

I devoted myself to the near song, and the extremely depressed mood of the accumulation was not released. It almost made them vomit a mouthful of blood, annoyed and vomited, and their eyes turned black.

There was no explosion in silence.

That melody, perished in silence!

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

Looking at the sluggish Ms. Patty.

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

She was stunned in place, her complexion turned blue and white, the compressed force could not be released, and she was raging in her body.

Suddenly, her skin broke every inch, and **** mist gushed out of her pores. Viscous blood flowed out of the seven orifices.

She bent down, vomited loudly, limp on the ground, convulsing, unable to move.

The music theory riot, without being released at that moment, destroyed herself, and her heart sound was crushed by her own power!

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

In the dead silence, Bertrand reacted first and got up and roared.

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

Apart from this kind of thing at the National Celebration Ceremony, I have to say that it was bad luck to home! And it also involves world-renowned singers...

His thoughts turn, thinking about how to settle the aftermath of this matter.

But as soon as the voice fell, he noticed something was wrong.

No...

Not at all!

Because he didn't hear his own voice.

He looked around blankly, opening his mouth and roaring, but he was silent. It was like the sound was swallowed by some terrible monster, and even the sound of breathing was frozen.

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

Champagne and the plate fell on the ground and were trampled to pieces, but still silently.

No sound, no sound!

Nothing freezes anymore.

In this sudden silence!

What is going on?

All the musicians got up and looked at each other, but couldn't sense any changes in the theory of music. All the movements seemed to have no effect, and the notes were just born and swallowed by the cold silence.

There seems to be an invisible black hole in the air, swallowing all power.

They clearly feel that the ethers still exist, and they can sense that the ether covers the whole world everywhere. But the ether, which moved with its heart in the past, did not respond at this moment, resisting all calls.

It's like...has fallen asleep!

This silence ~IndoMTL.com~ is like a ghost, suddenly.

And now, it is still spreading.

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

In an instant, the entire embassy area was swallowed up.

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

The loophole covered the entire embassy area, forming a perfect circle.

So perfect, so quiet.

As if the kingdom of death had opened the door, everything in the world fell asleep.

In a deep sleep, someone turned over quietly.

In the next moment, the harsh sirens sounded in the central sanctuary! (To be continued.)