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Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 289: What’s this thing? (5K)
Chapter 289: What’s this thing? (5K)
“Seven Notes·Chattering” is the thirty-sixth Seven Notes in the history of Holy Sound, and also the last one; the composer is… our esteemed principal.”
Professor Delaman waved the Magic Wand in his hand, drawing golden arcs in mid-air that turned into musical notes, eventually weaving into a complex and ornate score.
Delaman dragged the Magic Wand across the first note, and at the touch of the Wand, the notes emitted their corresponding sounds. Thus, a lofty and majestic melody, much like the roar of a lion, reverberated in the ears of every student, prompting them to recall the principal who had not shown his face for many years. It was as if they could see his once proud and spirited appearance.
To the point where, when the melody faded, everyone felt a melancholic regret in their hearts.
And Delaman clearly took pleasure in seeing his students’ captivated expressions.
“Outstanding, isn’t it?” Delaman said with a smile, “This piece could be said to fully reveal the principal’s talents. I have always believed that among the thirty-six Seven Notes, it belongs to the finest category and even has the potential to rise to a Divine Song…”
Having said that, Delaman paused, then continued with an unmistakable tone of regret.
“However, unfortunately, from the time this piece was created until now, decades have passed, and the principal has never been able to gather seven Golden Rank Players to perform this piece in its entirety, without any deficiencies.” Delaman spoke slowly, “Although there are Divine Songs in history completed by Silver Rank Players, such as ‘Seven Notes·Prayer,’ it’s because the Third Note and Seventh Note in the Prayer, which have a smaller share, allowed outstanding Silver Rank Players to substitute. But in the principal’s ‘Chattering,’ the largest and most important parts are the fifth, sixth, and seventh notes; there is simply no way to substitute Silver Rank Players. They must be Golden Rank Players, but unfortunately, the principal has never been able to find these three at the same time, especially the last one, the Golden Rank Seventh Note, which hasn’t appeared for many years.”
Saying this, Delaman’s gaze slowly shifted and settled on Miss Hewinia at the head of the class, after which he revealed a kindly smile.
“But now, we have finally waited, haven’t we? Miss Hevnia.”
Instantly, everyone’s eyes landed on Hevnia.
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Hevnia’s delicate face flushed red in an instant; she stood up immediately and almost fell due to her hasty movement.
“I, I, I will work hard, Professor Delaman!”
“There’s no need to be so nervous, Miss Hewinia,” Delaman said with a smile as he tapped his Magic Wand lightly, and the tip of the Wand lit up with a faint glow. A rippling melody arose, instantly returning Hewinia’s flushed face to normal, “You’ve just lit up the ‘note.’ Take your time; the future is yours… However, before that, I believe the principal will beat you to inviting you for afternoon tea. I think he’s quite impatient… Of course, you can choose to let him keep waiting, until he’s full of regret for a lifetime.”
Delaman’s playful remarks immediately elicited knowing laughter in the classroom.
With Delaman’s permission, Hewinia quickly sat down, then she felt an extremely hostile gaze.
She instinctively turned her head and saw a tall, thin woman in the front row turning away, leaving her with a view of the back of her head.
“Alright, everyone.” With a flick of his wrist, the floating notes in the air returned to his Magic Wand like sprightly elves, and then he walked slowly to the podium, looking at the people below with a smile, “Perhaps, you have already learned what day is coming.”
He deliberately paused, his gaze sweeping over the faces of the students brimming with anticipation.
“The grand ceremony,” he said slowly, releasing a word that excited everyone, “This is Holy Sound’s greatest event, where we present the most magnificent gift to our Lord, to let the Lord listen to the most wonderful voices in this world.”
Delaman used the word “most” several times, but no one found it exaggerated.
Because nobody was unaware of what the grand ceremony meant.
Countless melodies transcended time, countless Players made their name.
This is the grand ceremony.
This is the praise offered to the Lord.
“Although it has not been officially announced and the time for the preliminaries has not been set, but…” Delaman’s gaze again fell on Hevnia’s face, saying with a smile, “We all know that it has actually already begun.”
“To reach that final stage.”
“Strive, enjoy, and… compete.”
The moment that Delaman’s voice faded, flashes of images once again burst through Hevnia’s mind.
A vast pit.
A group of dead children.
These memories pricked at her forehead like fine needles, causing her such pain that she wanted to whimper.
It was then that the bell symbolizing the end of class rang out, immediately soothing her emotions.
“Okay,” Delaman put away the Magic Wand, “Class dismissed.”
The classroom, which had been quiet, immediately became noisy with chatter.
Today’s lesson had ended.
Hevnia subconsciously touched the ancient book hidden in her arms, thinking eagerly of returning to her dormitory to finish reading this book.
But before she had the chance to leave, a melodious voice sounded from behind her.