musicians of old

Chapter 435 Survivor (4K [-]-in-[-])

At the beginning of 915 in the new calendar, the Western Continent.

The Holy Kingdom of Janus, a small town of Lepic in the southeast suburb of San Porto.

The winter twilight covered the streets of the city with dark velvet blankets, the drizzle was mixed with ice slag, and the fire in the church fireplace was crackling.

"It's almost curfew time again."

The dark red clouds outside the window slowly turned to dove gray, and Priest Hester looked at the barricades made of thick wood and barbed wire on the street until they gradually connected into a blurred wall in the thick darkness.

He stood up, took a deep breath of the thin and cold air outside the window, then closed the curtain and raised his hand.

The charcoal fire in the fireplace was extinguished, and blue smoke wafted out.

After a day’s work was over, and there was no evening service, assembly or choir performance tonight, several deacons and church clerks in the auditorium saw the figure of Priest Hester descending the spiral staircase on the second floor. They all got up to turn off the lights and pack up their belongings.

But half a minute later, the back of Hester who had just stepped out of the door stood still in place.

"Your Excellency?"

The wheels of the carriage skidded through the mud and disappeared down the street, leaving a man with an umbrella behind the church arch.

This is a middle-aged gentleman who looks to be about 50 to [-] years old. His hair is neatly combed, and his sideburns are mottled gray. He is wearing a very formal and old-fashioned formal suit from the last century. His boots are covered with mud and dirt. gray snow.

"Survivor of the 'Meat Thanksgiving' event in the Southern Continent." The middle-aged gentleman walked into the area covered by the rain, put away his black umbrella, took off his top hat, bowed elegantly, with a serious expression on his face.

Survivors from the Southern Continent?Hester looked at the other party a few more times.

It is now the sixth day after the new year of 915 in the new calendar, and the fourth month after the sensational and subversive event.The peak period has passed, and there are very few new survivors.

Unexpectedly, another person appeared today. If he came directly to him, he might be a colleague of the Church of the Holy Sun.

However, Hester looked at the other person repeatedly, and he was sure that it was not someone he knew around him.

"What's your name, sir?" He asked tentatively.

"Antoine Lavoisier." The middle-aged gentleman said, "I am a Janus from a merchant family. I knew a little music since I was a child, but I was lost until I met my music teacher in the southern continent. Bishop Sessler, who lives and preaches. Unfortunately, the old gentleman has not returned this time.”

The next moment, the gas lamps and some candles in the church that had just been extinguished suddenly ignited.

The light smashes the darkness formed by the plaster columns and statues, and generously re-casts their light and shadow on the red carpet and colored windows.

The Bishop Sessler that Lavoisier mentioned was indeed a real person. Before he went to preach in the southern continent, the small town of Lebic belonged to the diocese in charge of the bishop.

The two casually sat down in the first row of the parlor and chatted. Of course, Priest Hester was still cautiously confirming some things.

"If Mr. Lavoisier wants to register here, is there a contact person in the former southern country? Well, the follow-up will also involve the grading of the priesthood. If you have been able to bathe in your dream Yu Guangming's words."

The other party took out a small disc as black as ink, a piece of dark letterhead and a leather bag for holding documents.

The golden yellow light of the small disc flashed away.

"Lighting Sun Guidance." When Hester saw this curse seal, he let down a lot of guard in his heart.

Those who can activate the "Lighting Sun Guidance" are at least middle-level knowledgeable people, and at least have faith in the "Unfalling Fire".

The content and signature of the letter
Contact Person: Bruno Walter
Guarantor: John Christopher

Commander Walter has worked in the Southern Continent for several years. Before the accident in the Southern Continent, he did have an intersection with Bishop Sessler, and he has just gone to the Northern Continent to assume his new post. Christopher is the new city of Uvransal. Church leader.

A high-ranking "Forged Lion" musician and an endorsement from a high-level understanding person.

As for the various documents in the purse, they are Lavoisier's household registration certificate and related procedures. Compared with the first two things, the gold content is behind them.

Hester chatted with this Lavoisier about some details of the Southern Continent, as well as some mystical knowledge related to the "Unfallable Fire".

A typical middle-aged organist in the church.

During the conversation, Hester glanced at the pipe organ on the top of the church, but looking at Lavoisier who was dusty and covered in snow, he still gave up the idea of ​​suggesting an audition tonight.

About half an hour later, Hester stood up and led the way:

"I've already arranged a place for you, but it will take some time to review and confirm the follow-up formal process. The Special Patrol Office has formulated a strict survivor rear adjustment system."

"Often the culprit is the one who asks the most." The organist smiled undisguisedly, and reopened the umbrella in the rainy night.

"This kind of talk can only be complained by the higher-ups. It's best for you and me to keep it in mind for the time being." Hester hurriedly reminded.

Now fueled by the secret organization, the public's anti-special inspection agency and anti-official organization are very serious.

The main thing is that no matter how the cause is attributed to the "red pool", these people have to bear a "leadership responsibility", especially the Special Inspection Office bears the brunt.

In this regard, some people in the school and the church secretly gloated, and some people had a bad premonition, but as an official organization with relatively disciplined requirements, the high-level people still advised those who knew below them not to touch the bad luck of the special patrol office.

"By the way, you were not blocked when you entered the city?" Hester tried to change the subject in small talk.

The war on the Western Continent has been going on for two months. Although this is the rear of the battlefield, as a small town below San Porto, entry and curfew are still strictly controlled. The kingdom's army probably doesn't know this organist.

"I used the curse seal to cook a pot of potatoes for them." The other party said calmly.

"That's right. A military officer with a little knowledge in Wangcheng will know the goods of 'Lieyang Daoyin'." Hester smiled, "However, your entry and exit information must be recorded and reported, and there will be a process to follow later."

A group of people led Lavoisier to a row of small single-family apartments on the street not far from the church.

"It just so happens that our Bishop of Tucville is very busy in recent days. There are distinguished guests from the Bologna School of the Northern Continent in San Porto to receive. Mr. Lavoisier can stay in the small town for a few days."

"You have just survived the accident, and I am afraid that the conditions at hand are limited. Now the "Emergency Price Control Law" is slightly revised every week, and major revisions are made in January. The price of commodities is still soaring every day. The church will first guarantee your board and lodging."

"Mr. Priest Lowe."

"See you tomorrow."

After the last few words of farewell, the door of the apartment was closed by Lavoisier.

"Contact the Bishop of Tucville in San Porto." The polite smile on Priest Hester's face converged at the corner of the street.

"Now?" asked a deacon next to him.

"Immediately, summon his courier to send an urgent message." Heisler sighed.

"Survivor review is a high-risk job, and you should have felt it in the past few months, especially for official knowledgeable persons of the nature of 'returning to the team'. It is a good thing to have one more vital force, but they are also focusing on the crowd. Even if there is no manipulation or replacement by the hidden organization, the subsequent 'distortion' or 'lost' rate of these survivors exceeds one in four."

"Not only do we have to go through the process carefully, but the Special Inspection Office also has strict review and final review. We must ask Bishop Tukeville to come back early to check."

"Understood, Mr. Hester."

In the apartment room, the middle-aged gentleman stood calmly in the room for a few minutes after turning on the gas lamp and lighting the fireplace.

His expression gradually turned into a painful frown.

If someone's spiritual sense is strong enough to spy on him, he can see that his astral body has double images, the color is similar to pale gold, and there is a clearly torn boundary!
After he set up a dense atmosphere on the upright piano in the room, lit the candles, and sat down to play a piece of polyphonic music by Kashunich, the late medieval master, the abnormal double image of the astral body disappeared, and his brows relaxed. Come.

"In the past, there were obviously no such obvious indications. What Joan said is correct. If the original hidden knowledge pollution is not sorted out, the inspiration and comprehension after being promoted to a master will cause big problems.
"Fortunately, Viern mentioned that there is a palliative method for the pollution of the 'Old Days', which can be alleviated by playing music works in the 'Late Middle Ages' or the 'Baroque style' of the previous life with the help of simple mysteries."

The wrinkles on the organist's face faded little by little, the facial features were relatively displaced, the mottled sideburns changed from miscellaneous to pure, from dark gray to brownish red, and the whole body became much thinner.

The middle-aged prim gentleman turned into a young, handsome face with a hint of worry.

It was Fan Ning who had been away from the "Land of Burning Bitterness" in the Southern Continent for four months.

At present, his "old" pollution indicators are suppressed by this method, which is still very effective. After he was promoted, he dismantled it for nearly four months. After his spiritual state temporarily stabilized, he chose to use a new identity in the official organization. Show your face in front of you and start your own plan step by step.

After waking up from the dream, the world situation turned upside down.

The "Meat Thanksgiving" incident wiped out the fertile southern country overnight, many shipping arteries disappeared out of thin air, marine species communities suffered a devastating blow, and the supply markets for many medicines, food, and industrial raw materials that relied on raw materials from the southern continent were not enough. As a result, the world's stock market collapsed, companies went bankrupt, people lost their jobs, the market was turbulent, and tens of millions of people panicked buying, dumping, looting and riots
Afterwards, the Special Inspection Office made an extremely detailed incident report within the discussion group, and the conclusion of the cause of the "dream collapse" has been "accepted" by major official organizations—on the premise that many of the details are still in doubt.

As for the various versions circulated among the people. Although public opinion has been controlled on the surface, various conspiracy theories and doomsday theories are rampant, and various serious anti-special patrol agencies and even anti-official organizations are undercurrents.

In general, this huge change is not only the most horrifying and largest mysterious event in the new calendar, but also a series of chain reactions involved, which have had a subversive and bad impact on the already undercurrents in several continents. The two countries in the Western Continent have entered a state of war due to the detonation of some historical geopolitical conflicts.

Officials with knowledge are still required not to directly participate in the war, which has been the practice since the establishment of the discussion group.

The things they have to deal with are more complicated and difficult.

For example, the issue of survivors of the "Meat Sacrifice" incident.

Yes, there are still many survivors of this incident.

——None of the Southlanders in the Southland were spared, but the Southlanders who stayed in the Gentiles for a long time, and the Gentiles who stayed in the Southland for a short time, a few relied on pure luck or higher inspiration, or did not dissipate with the dream And dissipated, or found the exit of the world when he woke up in the turbulence of the astral world after the collapse of the nightmare, and returned to a place that was completely inexplicable compared to before.

Taking the statistics of the above three types of people as the denominator, the official overall survival rate so far is 0.08%.

More than 4 million people were involved, and there were more than 30 survivors scattered in the three continents in the north, south, and south.

The survival rate is low, but the numbers are still huge.

Under the unified dispatch of the discussion group, the search, statistics, classification, and aftermath work have been carried out one after another. Compared with the pitiful number of official knowledgeable people, and many secret organizations with ulterior motives are disrupting the situation, the intensity of the early work is simply incredible. It was dark.

Fortunately, the intensity quickly subsided, and after three months, there were very few new survivors.

Fanning's current status as a survivor is not completely fabricated. Before the dream collapsed and dissipated, Lavoisier and his teacher, Bishop Sessler, both existed, and they did have an intersection with Walter in the Southern Continent. Fanning just picked These identities that have been wiped out have been "implanted" on themselves.

After some personality and personality processing, Lavoisier became a late-blooming middle-aged organist after converting to the Church of the Holy Sun. He is proficient in doctrine and devout. His personality is a mixture of old-fashioned and fanatical. He is determined to find the legend of the church The secret of "God's Theme" in

The latter is an important explicit motivation for Fanning's current action plan.

——Fan Ning understands that his plan to investigate the abnormal area as soon as possible may be inevitable. This is not only related to Vincent and the secrets related to his time-traveling incident, but also needs to rely on the "God Theme" to solve the "old problem" before returning to the North Continent. "Day" pollution trouble, use its wreckage without any worries.

And for a believer of the Church of the Holy Sun, seeking the "God theme" is also a reasonable and reasonable lifelong pursuit.

This motivation can be used universally, and it is easy to use aboveboard, and it is suitable for the official team to fish in troubled waters after mixing.

"And Joan's current situation." Fanning frowned and pondered, sitting at the table flickering by candlelight, and took out the shiny silver flute she threw to him last.

Early on after escaping from the Shattered Nightmare, Fanning noticed a distinctive shifting signpost left within its tube.

It may be her private way back to dreamland.

The series of subsequent changes in the Southern Continent have long made Fan Ning suspect that the "Mother Pupil", "Cracking Field", and the former "Honey Garden" and "Fox Lily Field" may have some ties to the abnormal area. contact.

"It's been four months. With my current pollution situation, I dare not enter the Qiming Church where the 'Old Days' are stored, but I should be able to try other ways to enter dreams."

To be on the safe side, Fan Ning once again arranged a secret ritual to stabilize his mind.

After the sleep-aiding secret atmosphere evaporated from the candle, he held the flute and smashed the small glass tube containing a few milliliters of the "key" phase luminous liquid into it.

As he closed his eyes and fell asleep, the arcs inside the flute spilled out of the body and spun violently outside.

(End of this chapter)