Chapter 333: 24 He-Vi-Ni-A (4K)_2
The healing spells were unable to salvage her waning life force, to the extent that she was now struggling to even breathe.
Hewinia hobbled over to Arianna and looked down at the once professor.
Arianna’s disfigured body was still adorned with a golden score and notes that shone as brilliantly as ever, untouched by any filth.
She stared blankly above, her eyes devoid of any focus – it was uncertain whether she was looking at the ceiling or at Hewinia.
After what seed like an eternity, she finally spoke, her voice resembling a broken accordion.
“I always thought… I would be the next headmaster…”
“I also considered that I might fail… that I might die at the hands of the nobles in the last mont, perish at the hands of the Taichu Two Families… but I never imagined…”
She slowly closed her eyes.
“That I would die by your hand.”
In Arianna’s exceedingly fragile voice, her unwillingness was unmistakably evident.
Hewinia didn’t speak, rely bending down slowly, her fingertips touching the golden score on Arianna’s body.
The golden score sensed its master’s summons and imdiately began to flow back into Hewinia’s body.
Feeling this, Arianna suddenly opened her eyes wide and grabbed Hewinia’s wrist with her hand.
But it wasn’t to stop Hewinia – she no longer had the strength to do so – instead, she said, “You just want to play the Seven Notes·Divine Song, right? As long as you play the Seven Notes·Divine Song and earn the Lord’s approval, you will be safe. But you shouldn’t have the Seven Notes score, right? In that case, you can use mine!”
Arianna, as if squeezing the last drop of energy from her expended body, took out a bundle of parchnt from her chest and pressed it into Hewinia’s hands.
Just as she had done a few days earlier when she handed over those bass spells to Hewinia.
However, this ti, it was the Seven Notes spell.
“This is my Seven Notes score, mine!” Arianna said, “It’s an original creation, and I believe it’s no inferior to anyone else’s, not even to the ‘Noisy’ piece composed by the headmaster twenty years ago. It just lacks soone to play it, just one opportunity… Please, help . If you can just perform this piece at the festival, just prove that I am not less than those nobles, not less than any player from Taichu, not less than anyone else, then even if I die… it won’t matter.”
Hewinia saw the final hope in Arianna’s eyes, which had previously lost all focus.
And she could feel the profound mysteries contained in the parchnt.
She knew indeed it was a genuine Seven Notes score, one that even the Taichu family would consider as a precious treasure.
But.
“I refuse,” Hewinia stated calmly.
Arianna’s expression instantly froze.
“You… refuse?” she muttered in disbelief, “You refuse… the Seven Notes score?”
Hewinia didn’t respond but simply let go of her grip.
The Seven Notes score that Arianna had considered her pillar of support just fell into the black, tainted blood.
Arianna watched in a daze as the exquisite score was marred by the black of desecration, becoming indistinct.
In that mont, she experienced the last outburst of her life.
“Why?! Why?!”
“Why are you doing this?!”
“Without my piece, what will you use to compete against Taichu for the favor?!”
“You lowlife from the Seed District! A fool who can’t even comprehend scores and lodies! Do you understand what you’ve destroyed?!”
Hewinia remained silent, now fully retracting the score, while Arianna no longer had the strength to grasp her again.
Like an earthworm in the mud, she twisted frantically, attempting to pick up the now sullied score.
But she failed.
Amid the muffled sounds of “curses” and “regrets,” the once graceful and knowledgeable professor lay still, ultimately passing away on the eve of the Seven Notes·Syllable.
And in the final monts of her life, Hewinia stood silently by, her ink-black eyes betraying no emotion.
“What a spectacle.”
It’s unclear how much ti had passed when Bai Wei’s voice leisurely echoed in Hewinia’s mind.
“Frankly, I thought I would have to find a new partner tonight.”
“Sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Visas,” Hewinia said lightly.
She too was at her limit.
Arianna and she were not on the sa level as players. To defeat Arianna, she had to resort to such asures.
Fortunately, it succeeded.
“You refuse to use my power until the very end,” Bai Wei said with a smile, “which ans that from the start, you never believed the ‘gift’ I gave you ca without a price. So you would rather leave your body in this state than snap your fingers. That is truly saddening, especially when I am quite sincere.”
Bai Wei paused for a mont, then looked towards the sheet music that had been desecrated.
“You refused the Seven Notes Score even when it was freely offered, and you refused to cooperate with . So I am truly curious, Hewinia, what exactly do you plan to play at the festival?”
Hewinia did not answer Bai Wei but instead lifted her head and glanced at the hanging clock.
Only a few minutes remained until the Seven Notes·Syllable.
aning she had already endured the hardest night.
Hewinia gently closed her eyes.
She wanted to lie down and rest right away.
But she knew she could not.
Because she did not want to show weakness in front of Bai Wei at this ti.
The battle with Arianna tonight was not only a fight for survival but also a statent to Bai Wei.
In this world, she trusted no one and would not cooperate with anyone, whether it be her teacher or the legendary Visas.
Because she did not fear death,
nobody could threaten her.
She did not need to rely on anyone.
Hewinia thought to herself.
Understanding her aning, Bai Wei replied with a light chuckle, “Not relying on anyone, huh… Heh.”
Hewinia sensed that Bai Wei’s laughter might carry a deeper significance, but at that mont, she had no ti to ponder what it ant.
She needed to return.
With that thought in mind, Hewinia cast one final glance at Arianna’s corpse, then turned to leave.
As she reached the entrance of the church, the muffled bells rang out, marking the end of the Silent Night.
The Seven Notes·Syllable had arrived.
In that instant, countless pre-set Magic Power fireworks surged into the sky, turning night into day.
The sudden brightness made Hewinia, who had grown accustod to the darkness, instinctively raise her hand to shield her eyes.
The Silent Night was over.
The unexpected noise provided Hewinia, who had escaped death, with a rare sense of tranquility and comfort, almost as if she had been reborn.
But she knew she couldn’t indulge in this feeling.
Tonight was not the endpoint; she had so much more to do.
She had to make it to the end.
Not Hewinia, not Aiman, not Arianna… nobody else could stop her.
Not even Visas.
After savoring one last breath of rejuvenation, Hewinia prepared to leave. She couldn’t stay in school during the Seven Notes·Syllable; she had to leave imdiately to avoid being discovered.
But just then, from the corner of her eye, she noticed a residue of magic power in the palm of her right hand, still sparking with tiny embers.
This was the fla previously used for surveillance, now reduced to re sparks.
As Hewinia was about to erase the last vestiges of magic power, she suddenly noticed that one of the sparks was several tis larger than the others.
Her pupils contracted slightly as a realization hit her.
But it was too late.
The loud firework explosions masked the piercing whistling of cleaving air as innurable fine threads lay in ambush under the light that turned the night sky into daylight.
By the ti Hewinia recognized the danger, her body had already been penetrated by countless silver threads.
Including her heart.
Hewinia’s eyes widened, then she saw the familiar figure walking from beneath the fireworks, accompanied by four fully-ard Players.
“I had thought it would be that foolish woman Arianna who would co out from there, but it turns out to be you instead.”
As usual, she walked towards Hewinia, smiling indulgently.
“Hew~Vine~E~ah~”
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