Silent Crown

Chapter 62: You are dead

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"You are so cruel to your classmates at such a young age. How did you pass the moral test?"

"I don't know. Maybe it was originally available, but later it was changed to actual testing."

Ye Qingxuan pushed back without being soft or hard.

Ever since he discovered this guy's true identity and listened to his teacher explain the tricks in the exam, he had been furious. There is no reason to give him a good look now.

"Talk back?"

Bain's expression was ugly: "It seems that in addition to getting into fights, taking the lead in breaking school rules, and beating classmates to serious injuries, I should also write you down as disrespectful!"

Bai Xi couldn't stand it anymore: "Hey! How do you get your eyes? It was obviously those fat guys who provoked you first. Are you blind?"

"Three credits will be deducted for vulgar language."

Bain glanced at her: "Which college are you from?"

"I am from Enlightenment Academy. If you have the ability, go to my teacher and complain!"

Bai Xi did not hesitate to put the blame on Edmund and the college they were in: "Let me tell you, our Enlightenment College is never afraid of trouble! If you dare to prick a thorn at the door of our branch, my teacher will teach you in minutes. Be a human being!”

Just as Bain was about to get angry, he heard Ye Qingxuan's annoyingly calm voice: "Teacher, I don't know what's going on with gatherings of people to fight, but the one about taking the lead in breaking school rules confuses me."

As he said that, he picked up the school rules from the ground that were still stained with Edmund's nosebleed, and showed them to Bain: "There are more than 400 school rules in total. From clothing requirements to banned drugs, I have memorized them all. But not yet Do you know which one you violated?"

Bain was stunned and immediately wanted to laugh.

Memorized more than 400 school rules totaling more than 70,000 words? Is this the first day of school? What are you talking about in your sleep

He was about to retort, but when he saw the vague expectation in the young man's eyes, his voice suddenly stopped. There was an inexplicable feeling that told him that this guy might really have memorized everything...

He opened and closed his lips for a moment, no longer entangled in the topic, and shook his head disdainfully: "You still want to argue? If you hadn't done it, what would have happened to Edmund?"

"Tell the teacher, Edmund fell by himself."

On the ground, a corpse pretending to be dead suddenly made a sound, startling everyone: "Hey, that guy from the music theory department, you stepped on my hand, move it, yes, it's you..."

After the crowd quickly moved away, Charles, who had a dusty face, finally got up from the ground. He straightened his messy hair and showed his signature sunny smile, as bright as a flower: "I saw him fall by himself. If you don’t believe it, you can ask the people around you.”

"Yes, I saw it too."

"He was the one who dropped it."

One of the students in the crowd who couldn't stand it muttered something in a low voice, and then a low noise spread. The faint sounds in the crowd made Bain's face so cold that it almost turned to ice.

Normally, he would not hesitate to throw them into the school rules picket, but at this moment, the distinguished guests were behind him, and the commotion that he originally wanted to suppress quickly began to get out of control.

The whispering sounds made his expression become increasingly ugly.

"That's enough! Please be quiet!"

He gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Qingxuan coldly: "Are you now Abraham's student? Did he teach you to talk to other teachers like this?"

"I only know that God teaches me to obey the principles and never do unrighteousness."

Ye Qingxuan showed a standard smile, so standard that he showed eight teeth, no more and no less. Even according to the strictest clergy code of conduct in the church, there is no fault.

Under Bain's malicious eyes, he skillfully entered the state of the magic stick, drew a holy symbol on his chest, and softly recited the holy scripture: "Didn't I tell you? You should be strong and courageous, don't be afraid, And do not be dismayed, for the Holy Spirit will be with you wherever you go.”

Then, he kept silent, just waiting for Bain to argue with him again, and then brought his topic closer to the realm of holy scriptures, and then used his rich experience to defeat him.

This topic must be fought! Otherwise, I would be sorry for the hundreds of psalm scriptures he has memorized!

Beside him, Bai Xi looked disdainful and couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "Yesterday you obviously told me that there is nothing to take advantage of."

"Junior sister, you just don't understand."

Charles laughed in a low voice: "There is nothing to take advantage of, but you won't suffer a loss if you take advantage of it occasionally..."

"Go to hell, you bitch, I am the senior sister!"

Bain's mood has not been so bad for a long time. He wants to communicate directly with the ether and control the student to get out of school, but he is also wary of the recommendation letter behind him.

But now the situation makes it difficult for him to get off the stage, and his consecutive stupid moves will make him lose face. At this moment, a deep voice that only he heard sounded in his ears.

"Why bother with the fight between the children? Let it go as it is."

He turned around in surprise and saw Lancelot with a calm expression outside the crowd. Lancelot just nodded and then looked away. After putting on his top hat, he said a few words to the "administrator" who was watching the fun next to him, and finally turned and left.

"Sir, sir..."

Bain was stunned and glared at Ye Qingxuan and the others fiercely: "The academy will not let scum like you continue to mess around."

After saying that, he didn't care anymore and quickly turned around to catch up.

So on the first day of school, the big fight between the common people and the nobles caused by the two teenagers ended temporarily. But there is no doubt that this incident has further planted elements of conflict within the students.

For the entire next month, the musicians' faction and the aristocracy's faction continued to challenge and compete with each other. But that's at least for the future.

After Bain left, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned around and high-fived Charles to celebrate. Then he ignored Bai Xi's raised hand and just touched her head, causing the little girl to roll her eyes and kick her feet.

"I didn't expect you, junior brother, to be so capable and courageous. You are such a good man!" Charles pressed his shoulder with admiration: "Senior brother is getting old. In the future, those who want debts will have to rely on you to deal with them."

"Senior brother, can you get out of here smoothly?"

"It doesn't matter if I get out of here, but junior brother, you can't care about my life or death." Charles clung to him in vain, blocking his shoulders: "Let's go, senior brother, I'll take you to dinner!"

"Don't lead the way!" Ye Qingxuan and Bai Xi were shocked.

"What are you afraid of? I'm much more familiar with the academy than you are..."

"After you make up your mind, shut up!"

“…”

"It's not over yet. It's too early for you to be happy."

Just as they were about to leave, a strange voice came from the door.

When Bai Xi saw that the speaker was Edmund's follower, her expression immediately dropped: "What's wrong? Do you still want to be beaten?" As she said that, she raised her fist.

Obviously suffering from Bai Xi's sap just now, the face of the student named "Bart" changed drastically, and then he calmed down again and sneered:

"Don't forget! Although fighting is not prohibited in the school rules, it does not prohibit students from competing with each other! In one week, the selection of the top students of the entire academy will be held. By then, the ether barrier in the practice room will be unlocked. If If Edmund challenges you... just wash your neck and wait for death."

Ye Qingxuan looked at him blankly and walked straight past him, leaving only his voice behind him.

"If he can get up, let him come."

On the spot, the aristocratic student was stunned when he heard this, and immediately turned pale:

From beginning to end, that guy never looked at me.

In the evening, a carriage pulled by a black horse stopped at a secluded spot in the upper city.

This is the quietest place in the entire busy second ring city. There are lush pines and cypresses planted on both sides of the road, and there is no hustle and bustle of people coming and going in the distance.

As the heavy door slowly opened, the carriage drove into the courtyard behind the door. In front of the gate, the coachman respectfully opened the door, and the slightly older man in the car stepped out of the carriage on a footstool.

The white-haired butler straightened his tie and quickly came over. But after noticing a trace of fatigue in the corner of the master's eyes, he said nothing, and simply ordered the servant to go to the kitchen to inform him that a glass of cognac would be added to tonight's dinner.

"Where's the lady?"

A man named Lancelot stepped into the hall and walked towards his study.

"She's training with the Knights and hasn't come back yet." The butler asked softly, "Do I need to invite her back to have dinner with you?"

"No, there's no need to make dinner. I have no appetite."

Lancelot opened the door to the study. The butler stopped outside and did not follow him. He vaguely felt that his master needed a quiet space, but he didn't understand what could be worthy of making him feel so melancholy.

Lancelot's footsteps paused and stopped in front of the door. He seemed to be thinking about something, and turned back after a long time: "Go and ask Emma to see me."

"Emma?"

The butler was stunned for a moment, but he soon realized his impoliteness, lowered his head and replied: "Yes, sir."

It was already five minutes later when the somewhat uneasy old maid opened the door after hearing the master's call.

The study behind the door was dim, with only one candle lit, illuminating the man on the sofa.

He seemed to be asleep, but when Emma came in, he opened his eyes, pointed to the seat opposite, and motioned for her to sit down.

"Master, do you have any orders?"

Emma asked softly after sitting down.

"Tell me more, Emma."

Lancelot leaned on the sofa, looking a little tired: "Tell me about the child you met on the street that day."

Emma was stunned.

"You mean..."

She hesitated and said the taboo word: "Is it about the 'young master'?"

In the dormitory of the dilapidated two-story building of the Music History Research Department, Charles suddenly looked up to the sky and sighed: "Junior brother, why do I suddenly feel that you are dead?"

"Huh?" Ye Qingxuan, who was lying on the lower bunk reading a book, looked up.

"Did you know that the music theory education of noble families is five years ahead of that of civilian musicians on average?" Charles looked at him with a look that hated iron and steel:

"They have a lot of potions, a large number of research classics, and private teachers with a monthly salary of tens of thousands of yuan. Generally, they have been formal apprentices for at least several years when they enter school. For example, Banner from Adrian's family, I heard that he has already entered the rhythm Level! If it's a hand-to-hand fight, you can knock them down by giving them strong medicine and sap, but if it's a competition between musicians, how can you play with them? It's all my fault, I'm patronizing you and letting you show off, and I can't stop you Stay with you."

Charles covered his face and sighed: "What should I do! The teacher will beat me to death if he finds out."

"The gap isn't that huge, right? From what you said, I feel like I'm dead..."

"Isn't it just that he is dead? If nothing else, there are at least a dozen runes that he can skillfully use. You have just entered school, how many do you know?"

Ye Qingxuan was stunned. He counted carefully on his fingers and answered seriously:

"There seems to be only one!"

When Charles heard this, he almost fell off his bed.

"...Then you are dead, Ye Zi, you are dead, do you know? No one in the world can save you!"