Chapter 480: Eighty-three, I’m going to kill all you idiots_2.
But Ogg knew, he was chanting.
Chanting along with the Holy Sound that descended with the heavy snow.
Ogg wanted to say sothing, but when he opened his mouth, he found he couldn’t speak, as his throat was already hoarse.
So he silently closed his mouth, picked up the frozen child, and turned to leave.
Everything was very familiar.
Annoyingly familiar.
Finally, he threw the child into a deep pit, where countless other children had already died in the sa way.
Ogg rested his hands on his knees, gently panting.
“Where’s that Ogg guy?! Why is he missing again.”
A rough male voice sounded nearby, and Ogg had to quickly pull himself together, shouting “Coming, coming” as he jogged over.
Sure enough, the leader of this Seed District was already looking at him with displeasure beside the bonfire.
“What exactly are you doing!” the leader said bluntly, “During the festival, you’re not listening to the Holy Sound, but running around instead! Is this how you repay the lady’s kindness? Aren’t you afraid of missing the Chapters played by the lady?”
This festival is the grandest event for the Hailuo Family.
Because the young lady Hewinia of the Hailuo Family is among them.
Although due to the delay of information, they still don’t know what happened in the academy, nor which lody Hewinia is playing.
But they only need to know that after this festival ends, the status of the Hailuo Family will greatly improve, and they will benefit accordingly.
So the leader gave orders, requiring all the people in the Hailuo Family, including the seeds, even those children only a few years old, to listen to the Chapters played by the young lady during this period.
Actually, even if the leader didn’t give orders, the seeds of the Seed District would listen to the Holy Sound, as this is what they most anticipate, what they most aspire to.
But children are different; most of them still don’t know what the Holy Sound is, yet they are forced to kneel, forced to listen, and subsequently forced… to leave this world.
Ogg really wanted to stop all this, but he didn’t have the qualifications, all he could do was bring back their bodies after seeing them fall one by one.
Even just doing that aroused the leader’s intense dissatisfaction.
If it weren’t for Ogg being the lady’s relation brought back openly, he would have told this disobedient brat to get lost.
“Listen, the young lady asked us to bring you back, not because you are worth anything, it’s just because the young lady is kind-hearted.” The leader pointed at Ogg’s nose and said, “The young lady brought back many people, and you are the most inconspicuous and the most disobedient one among them. If you miss the young lady’s Chapters… you know the consequences.”
Ogg could only apologize repeatedly.
The leader snorted coldly and walked away.
Ogg also knelt once more in the snow, starting to listen to the Holy Sound again.
Listening to the Holy Sound is not a simple task, because the lody is intertwined with the falling snow, one must be very focused, very devout to capture a trace, just like spreading your hand towards the sky, waiting for an unlting snowflake to fall perfectly into your palm.
Originally, Ogg thought this would definitely not be difficult for him.
Because he had been anticipating for a long ti, the Chapters from Miss Hewinia.
He even felt he must be the person in this world most looking forward to Miss Hewinia’s Chapters.
But when the festival began, and the Holy Sound descended, he found it wasn’t so.
Those lodies intertwined in the snow, coming from the top players and composers, were indeed sacred and elegant, ethereal and solemn, making one instinctively want to kneel, worship, and kiss the earth.
But Ogg had a very strange feeling.
That is, these tunes didn’t seem to be played by Miss Hewinia.
Although to this day he didn’t know what tunes Hewinia would play at the festival or when it would start.
But he had such a thought in his heart.
These tunes weren’t played by Miss Hewinia, Miss Hewinia would not play such tunes.
…Why exactly?
Ogg didn’t know.
But these Chapters dedicated to the master, he couldn’t listen to them.
He couldn’t concentrate on them and tell himself that these were Miss Hewinia’s works.
“Whoosh” sounded.
Nearby, another child collapsed.
Ogg hadn’t had ti to go over before seeing the leader looking over with a warning glance.
He didn’t dare to move, could only silently lower his head and continue listening to the Holy Sound.
Until the leader satisfactorily turned his head back, Ogg then got up quietly.
If Miss Hewinia were here, she would also do the sa.
Ogg said to himself in his heart, and then walked familiarly to the child, prepared to pick him up as usual.
But at this mont, the adult beside the child, like an ice sculpture, suddenly burst forth, pouncing on Ogg and before Ogg could react, he grabbed a stone and frantically smashed it onto Ogg’s head.
“Why are you interfering with ?! Why are you interfering with ?!” He shouted loudly, “I could hear the Holy Sound just now! I could hear it just now!”
“Why are you always disturbing ?!”
“You’re the one stopping from listening to the Holy Sound! You’re the one coming to stop from listening to the Holy Sound!”
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