Silent Crown Chapter 623: Sorry, no way

The streets are full of people.

Queens Road, half of the shops are already open, and the remaining half are under repair.

Although it is barely able to operate without repair, scholars decided to rebuild these dilapidated buildings with cracks in the load-bearing walls and foundations after testing.

The most important task can be solved by the changing musicians, and most of the problems can be solved by recasting the movement. The rest of the finishing touches can be handed over to the workers.

So, the scaffolding was piled up densely, and the dust of lime and dust fell from the height, as if it had penetrated into the hot afternoon sun.

The weather is starting to get hot.

The messenger in grey clothes still shrouded his entire body in his uniform, showing only his hands and face, as if he could not feel the temperature, his face was still serious.

The carriage stopped outside the Royal Conservatory of Music. After passing through the gate, except for the royal family, only walking was allowed.

This is a rule left behind by the previous principal.

The new principal who just took office obviously had no intention of changing it, but instead ordered it to be maintained and strictly implemented.

The envoy who led the way was once a member of the Fifth Department. In the past, these elite members who were good at assassinations and special operations were called organists. After the new person in charge took office, they received a new badge, and because of the golden beast on that badge, they were called the ‘Royal Hound’.

"According to the official diplomatic regulations, the diplomats of the Holy City need to make an announcement to our country's diplomatic department three days in advance. After confirmation by our side, we will negotiate a time for the formal talks.

However, since you only submitted your application one day in advance, we can only arrange this informal private meeting for you at the Royal Conservatory. "

The person who calls himself ‘Richard’ leads the way, while holding a notebook full of notes in his hand, emphasizing important things to them:

"Your Royal Highness's schedule is tight. You only have half an hour. Tell me what you need. Don't be circumspect. Your Royal Highness hates someone wasting time."

"During the talks, His Highness will not express opinions on state affairs and bilateral diplomacy, nor will he interfere with my country’s official relations with the Holy City."

"In order to ensure the safety of both parties, please do not bring iron tools. Please also take out the alchemy equipment. We will keep it for you."

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"As for the etiquette, His Royal Highness does not care about these, nor does it take the official capacity of Anglo to meet. The two parties will have the meeting as members of the cult, and the religious ceremony will be enough."

After passing through squares and corridors, over trees and lawns, there was a roar in the distance. It was the loud noise of mechanical ramming the soil and beating the foundation.

Richard's footsteps stopped abruptly, looking at the silent Raymond behind him and Norman, whose expression became more tense: "Here, your Royal Highness is waiting for you in front.

I will come in half an hour. "

Raymond just slightly nodded:

"There is work."

As we progressed, the loud noise became clearer and clearer.

On the flat ground, large construction machinery is running violently. This is a large construction site.

The original wall at the rear has been demolished, and the scope of the academy extends outward, encompassing most of the royal gardens. The rockery was shoveled, the lake was filled up, and the green plants were no longer. The loess dust was flying in the air, and everyone was wearing a mask. Workers with naked torso carried construction materials and expanded the college under the direction of engineers.

The foundations of several buildings have been laid.

It's just that the newly built building is different from the classical style of the college. It maximizes the use of any area and the entire outline is square.

Compared with other buildings, it is simply too utilitarian, and any architect with artistic accents will frown.

Only then did Norman see the hand of the **** who had ‘one-sided fate’ yesterday. But it was completely different from what he expected.

Not dignified, not indifferent, not even serious, but... bullying the disabled?

Across the distance, he can be seen yelling at the young man in the wheelchair.

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"All dead?"

The white young man jumped with anger: "I just told you to clean up, why did you kill me all? At any rate, more than 200 people! All of them have myocardial infarction? You lie! "

"Calm down, it's the Minister of the Seal of the Seal, why are you still yelling."

The man in the wheelchair casually plucked his ears and blew his nails lightly: "Blame it or blame you for not saying clearly, okay? You left it to me to clean up, what else can I do? Save it for next winter Evening festival? Why is it that eating and drinking Lazar is a lot of money."

"That's not all myocardial infarction!"

The white young man stared at him: "Can't you just think about making some other excuses?"

"I am not a forensic doctor, do I have to buy a dictionary to check the cause of death?"

The man in the wheelchair "cut", "Anyway, the mouth has been pried open, and all the information that should be given to you is given. It also allows you to recover a large amount of state-owned assets, how good? Killed two hundred One, the rest is more obedient. Now in the House of Lords, you fart and a group of people praise the fart, don’t you feel upset?"

"What about my reputation? It's already stinking in the gutter, and you still pour dirty water on me?"

"Hey, it sounds like you have a better reputation."

The man in the wheelchair curled his mouth, turned his head, looked at the two cults coming from a distance, and withdrew his gaze: "Okay, don't talk. Isn't it me who is carrying the pot anyway? I will flash people first. , Your trouble is here."

The new principal waved helplessly.

The man in the wheelchair pushed the wheel beside him and walked away slowly. As he passed by, Norman saw his iron gray eyes. With a playful smile, those eyes seemed to be rolled over, making people feel a little hairy.

But soon, that feeling disappeared again.

It's like an illusion.

Norman took a deep breath and raised his head to look forward.

The young man who came up with a smile.

But no matter what, it is difficult to connect this young man who doesn't seem so cold and his reputation for horror.

The youngest dean in the history of the Royal Academy of Music, the Grand Inquisitor of the Inquisition, personally killed Leviathan and the powerhouse of the Dark Lord.

Angel’s sword bearer, Prince Avalon, Minister of Seal, Savior, Shadow Emperor, Marquis of Dragon, Patriarch of the Ye Family, Chief Inquisitor of the Inquisition, Guardian of Justice and Righteousness, honored The man of authority, the hand of God... Each title comes from an achievement that is almost miraculous.

Besides, he is recognized as the most outstanding genius, the youngest master, and the strongest hundreds of years ago.

If you don’t care about the elements, creating legends and achievement scepters is nothing more than a flip.

Ye Qingxuan was already in front of him while he was thinking.

Norman was so close to him for the first time, but all he saw was the dust and sweat on his face.

"Sorry, meet in such a chaotic place."

Ye Qingxuan grabbed a handkerchief and wiped his hands clean, "It's a little bit slow, please don't care."

"Your school affairs are busy, we are the only ones who are abrupt."

Raymond shook hands with him with a gentle smile, "The Royal Conservatory of Music has you to guide it, and it will surely be able to create greater glories."

Ye Qingxuan shrugged: "I was driven by a duck to be the principal. To be honest, I don't have much experience.

Currently, the resources of musicians in various places are in short supply. The annual graduates of the Royal Conservatory of Music cannot fill the gap. They can only build new branches and expand the establishment.

I just hope that after the establishment of the foreign school, the future situation can be alleviated. "

Norman couldn't help but curl his lips, disapproving.

For hundreds of years, there has been no shortage of musicians in various countries.

But the most critical reason is that there are too few people who have the qualifications of musicians. They are destined to be born and can only be promoted by increasing the population. If the problem can be solved by building a few more classrooms, then countries have long forcibly built colleges in every town.

Raymond looked like he had eyes behind his back, turned his head and glanced at him, his eyes were serious, making him hurriedly put away his contemptuous attitude.

Perceiving his expression, Ye Qingxuan didn't care. He just smiled, no more polite, and asked directly: "Bishop Leimen, you want to see me so urgently, there must be an important reason.

I still have the phantom title of Archbishop in the church. If I can help, I will never refuse. "

Raymond was silent for a moment, and nodded slightly: "Since your Excellency is so frank, then we don't pretend to be Zhou Zhang. To be honest, we both have the important task of the Holy City on this trip. I hope you can cooperate."

Ye Qingxuan listened, just nodded, as if there was no awareness or thought, just asked:

"Then what?"

Raymond raised his old eyes, looked at him, his expression became serious: "We are here on behalf of the Sacramental Ministry and the sacristy, and hope that your Excellency can return the inheritance of Master Haydn to the Holy City."

"This is easy to handle."

Ye Qingxuan nodded, waved his hand and said: "Mr. Haydn is a respectable elder. Treating me like a personal disciple, I can't sit back and watch the master's inheritance break.

Later, I will have someone transcribe a copy of Master Haydn’s music and core music theory, so that the two of them will be brought back to the Holy City, so that Mr. Haydn’s music theory can be passed on for a long time~IndoMTL.com~Raymond is silent.

Behind him, Norman couldn't help frowning.

"You know what I mean, sir."

Raymond said in a solemn voice: "----We hope you can consider the overall situation, enough to return "Genesis" to the Holy City."

Ye Qingxuan smiled, shook his head, and answered without thinking:

"Sorry, no way."

"..."

In the long silence, Raymond and the smiling young man looked at each other.

Without hesitation, after categorically rejecting the request of the Holy City, this guy did not have any guilty conscience, nor did he avoid his sight, but put on a stern posture and let them look at it.

Norman also stood nervously behind Raymond.

The worst situation is still born-Ye Qingxuan refuses to hand over the inheritance of "Genesis", and is not even willing to listen to any conditions.

For a long time, Raymond said: "You should know, sir, "Genesis" is of great significance to the holy city, and it is absolutely impossible to let it go outside."

"I understand."

Ye Qingxuan nodded: "But isn't the inheritance of Saint Tchaikovsky still lingered out? As far as I know, it has even fallen into the hands of the revolutionary army.

And didn't the Holy City say that it will ensure that every country has a saint sitting in town?

Don't worry, Angelu will properly inherit this holy name to protect the country and ensure the stability of the Northern Seven Seas. Isn't this also the duty of Saint Haydn? "

"But it's illegal."

"What is wrong?"

Ye Qingxuan asked in return: "I defeated the natural disaster Leviathan for the holy city and rebuilt the Inquisition. Am I not qualified to accept a saint's inheritance?"

"This is something that the Scarlet King can decide."

"Then, please give me the order of the Scarlet King."

Ye Qingxuan stretched out his hand and watched Leimeng's stiff expression getting harder to look.