"Miss Hevnia, do you know about the free poets?"
Hevnia turned to look at Daniel, "What?"
"Free poets." Daniel said with a smile, "It seems you haven't heard about them, well, that's because it's been a long ti since there has been a successful free poet."
"I indeed haven't heard about them." Hevnia asked, "Is it a special profession?"
"No, not a profession, just a term used to describe a group of peculiar people." Daniel said, "Miss Hevnia, you should know that those who participate in the festival are all orchestras, right?"
Hevnia nodded.
"Almost all orchestras co from nobility. They use the musical pieces passed down from their families, recruit idle notes to form orchestras, and then participate in the festival under the na of their families," Daniel said slowly, "In the end, they are ranked based on the quality of the notes, the tone, and the completion of the piece. That's usually how it goes."
"Are there other cases?"
"Of course, there are." Daniel said with a smile, "And that's what I want to talk about—the free poets. They usually don't co from particularly good backgrounds, and their own tone isn't that outstanding. Nonetheless, they are quite talented, at least they believe themselves to be, so they often throw away the conventional rules, compose their own music, find their own notes, and ultimately lead such orchestras to challenge the festival, all to prove one thing: that they are not less than anyone. This could be said to be their obsession."
Hearing Daniel say this, Hevnia could not help but think of Arianna, who was no longer in this world.
"This is my 'Seven Notes', it's mine! I created it, and I believe it's no less than anyone else's, even the principal's 'Seven Notes·Chattering' from twenty years ago, it just lacks soone to play it, it just lacks an opportunity... please, help . As long as this piece can be perford at the festival, as long as I can prove that I'm no less than those nobles, no less than Taichu's players, no less than anyone, even if I die... it won't matter."
Arianna's dying plea echoed in Hevnia's mind.
"Really?" Hevnia did not show much emotional change, and as if hearing the term for the first ti, curiously asked, "Has anyone succeeded?"
"Of course." Daniel said, "The old pieces are all evolved from new ones. But that was a long ti ago. Once the pieces were mostly developed, and the power of each family had been established, it beca very difficult for free poets to find their ground."
"Why?"
"It's simple." Daniel said with a smile, "If you were a Silver Rank note, and two people invited you. One is a noble's orchestra, they have chapters that have won accolades at the festival, and the other is an unknown young person claiming to be talented, having created a new piece, waiting for you to join... which one would you choose?"
"Would anyone really choose the second one?" Halfway through speaking, Hevnia looked at Daniel as if suddenly realizing sothing, "Mr. Daniel, are you talking about the Taichu and Lawrence families with this example? Are you using it to make choose you?"
"No, no, no, Miss Hevnia, you're thinking too much." Daniel shrugged his shoulders, "I would not make such smart, unappealing comparisons. After all, both Taichu and Lawrence families actually represent the forr. I'm just sowhat reflective."
"Reflective?"
"Yes." Daniel looked at the anxious students bustling around and said, "Most people here are thinking about how to join the forr and beco a part of that established chapter, at all costs, even resorting to so desperate, crooked paths. And yet, very few think of becoming that unique free poet."
Hevnia paused for a while and said, "You ntioned that successful ones are very rare."
"Yes, very rare. And almost every successful one has left a na in history." Daniel said with a smile, "The most shocking case I rember is from a hundred years ago, an orchestra composed of seven Copper Rank notes that eventually earned the right to perform an 'Inner Song', but in the hundred years since then, there has been no other. Although many say the principal's almost complete 'Seven Notes·Chattering' made many people lant, I don't think it counts, because, after all, the principal cos from nobility, and still lacks sothing."
Hevnia slightly furrowed her brow.
She felt a bit confused, not understanding why Daniel was telling her this.
And during the ti they were talking, they had arrived at her destination—the girls' dormitory. Daniel obviously couldn't enter, which ant their conversation was about to end.
Yet, Daniel hadn't made any demands but rather, brought up the free poets as if they were rely making small talk.
"I've enjoyed our conversation tonight, Miss Hevnia." Daniel said with a smile, "I wish you a lovely night."
As if he too had forgotten what he was supposed to do.
Seeing a trace of confusion erge on Hevnia's face, Daniel said with a smile, "I haven't forgotten our business, Miss Hevnia. It's just that I wasn't very prepared tonight, you know, I had a fine gift prepared for our eting, it's just that the eting was so sudden that I didn't want to invite you with empty hands. But we still have ti, don't we? I will co find you again tomorrow, and I hope you won't refuse then."
After saying this, Daniel graciously bowed to Hevnia and then slowly, leisurely disappeared into the night.
During this ti, Hewinia tried to open "Gaze" again to probe into Daniel's secrets.
But she still wasn't successful.
However, at that mont, Bai Wei finally spoke, slowly and leisurely saying, "Stop looking, this is for your own good."
Upon hearing Bai Wei's voice, the anxiety that had been lingering in Hewinia's heart finally eased sowhat.
For a mont, Hewinia really worried that Bai Wei was no longer around.
After calming down, Hewinia calmly asked, "Can I know the reason?"
"Of course," Bai Wei said with a smile, "it's because there's a certain connection between the Corpse Blocks."
A certain connection between the Corpse Blocks?
Upon hearing this, Hewinia was initially stunned, not grasping the aning right away.
It took her a few seconds to suddenly realize what Bai Wei ant.
"You an..."
"Yes," Bai Wei said, "this guy also has parts of my corpse on him."
Hewinia's breathing unconsciously slowed down.
She had thought of countless possibilities, but had never considered this one.
"Don't mind it," Bai Wei also comforted Hewinia thoughtfully, "My body has been divided into who knows how many pieces. It's quite normal to occasionally encounter soone who has parts of my corpse."
Hewinia: "..."
"Moreover, this guy doesn't just have parts of my corpse," Bai Wei said indifferently, "I can feel that there's sothing else in him. This guy is very dangerous. I didn't want you to confront him too soon, so I blocked your abilities... I was afraid you wouldn't be able to resist acting if you saw the Golden Note alone."
Upon hearing Bai Wei's explanation, Hewinia nodded gently.
But her heart was sowhat complex.
Should one say it's befitting of the Taichu family? They even possess parts of Visas's corpse.
In an instant, Hewinia felt the imnse legacy of that legendary family rushing towards her.
Although she wanted to ask Bai Wei for more information, Bai Wei didn't seem inclined to answer any more questions, so Hewinia had to give up for now, returning to her dormitory.
On her way back to the dormitory, Hewinia saw a familiar figure staggering past her.
It was Orenna.
Her ntal state was very poor, even worse than Hewinia's, who had been tornted by Bai Wei for two days.
She was so unsteady on her feet that she almost bumped into Hewinia and did not even notice the person obstructing her way was Hewinia. Usually, she would definitely give Hewinia a fiercely vicious look, glaring first and asking questions later.
What's going on here?
Hewinia frowned slightly as she turned to look at the gradually receding figure of Orenna.
She then noticed that blood was continuously seeping out from beneath her robe.
...What's going on here?
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