Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 276 - 87 You can call me Visas (End of this volume)_2
Chapter 276: 87 You can call me Visas (End of this volume)_2
Dosi caught a glimpse of her fair, slender nape and the softly glowing gold “si” resting upon it.
That was the Seven Notes.
Dosi felt his mouth go dry, and an urge to rush forward and bite down hard overwhelmed him for a moment.
But he quickly suppressed the desire, turning it into the concern and humor of an elder brother, “So remember to take me with you next time you go there.”
“Take you?”
“Yes, at least when there’s a path we can’t get around, I can take off my clothes.” Dosi pointed to his robe, raising an eyebrow, “to give you a leg up.”
“I see, then you’d need to prepare quite a few pieces of clothing,” Hewinia said with a shrug of her hands, “otherwise, how could you possibly have enough to stack?”
“Ha ha, you sure are amusing, junior sister.”
“Not as much as you.” Hewinia waved her hand again.
Listening to Hewinia’s words, Dosi felt a flash of pride.
It seemed his determination to accompany her was the right choice.
Whether it was about Lyra or not, it didn’t matter.
The most important thing was to get closer to Hewinia; nothing could be more vital than that.
When Hewinia turned her head again to look at the elderly man and Yuri ahead, Dosi was able to see her nape once more.
Mainly that string of symbols.
His gaze heated up again.
After all,
That was the golden Seventh Note.
After a little while, the elder finally finished talking with Yuri and, with a smile, rejoined the party.
“Teacher.”
“Leonard.”
Hewinia and Dosi bowed respectfully to the elder.
Leonard nodded slightly, then got back into the carriage, and Hewinia and Dosi followed.
The Unicorn started to move with a whinny, and the wheels began rolling.
“Teacher,” Dosi began to ask, “what is the current situation with Lyra?”
“The Lyra God is still alive.” Leonard didn’t hide anything and spoke indifferently, “In fact, His essence is in that Order Sword, I can feel His divine intent.”
“Ah?”
Hewinia and Dosi simultaneously turned their heads to gaze at the sword that seemed to slash down from the sky.
“The essence of the Lyra God… is within that sword?!” Dosi was clearly surprised.
“Yes,” Leonard said, “Lyra City itself is built atop the body of the Lyra God; it’s no secret, and neither is the dreadful state of the Lyra God. Ten years ago, we sensed the deteriorating condition of the Lyra God, who could be in grave danger any moment, which is why we ceased trade and cooperation with Lyra City, preferring to wait until everything settled. But…”
Leonard slightly furrowed his brow.
“According to our calculations, Lyra should have been the one to fail, He had no reason to win against another god. Yet He won, and won so… decisively. I can’t even detect the slightest presence of the other in this city, as if He has been entirely erased.”
Dosi and Hewinia exchanged troubled looks.
Truth be told, they didn’t quite understand parts about the gods, but that didn’t prevent them from being astonished.
“We must figure out what happened,” Leonard said, “after all, the passing of a god is a grave matter in these times.”
“But the Lyra God is still alive.” Dosi glanced back at the Order Sword apprehensively, and even lowered his voice at the thought that it was an incarnation of the god, “Will He just watch us like this?”
“He can’t do much anymore,” Leonard spoke calmly, “Although He is alive, it’s almost no different from being dead, His Divine Power is so weak that He can’t even enfold the believers in this city, the Third Notes tune we played entering the city is proof enough; under the god’s feet, they couldn’t resist our power.”
Perhaps to prove his point, Leonard raised his hand and tapped on the carriage.
The outside orchestra received the signal.
Then the leading Player took out the Magic Wand, much like a conductor’s baton, and began to wave it gently.
In the accompanying orchestra, musicians bearing the “One”, “Four”, “Five” Notes began to glow with different colors.
And then, the melodious sound of Holy Sound began to play, as if originating from the heavens.
Under this melody, the people of Lyra along the streets, one by one, fell to their knees.
Those closer couldn’t help but kiss the ground tremblingly, praying fervently for forgiveness.
“Just as expected!” said Dosi, smiling upon witnessing this scene, “They have lost the Blessing of gods, unlike us, who have etched the gods’ grace onto our bodies.”
Leonard hummed in response, then noting that Hewinia was gazing out of the carriage, seemingly lost in thought.
“Hevni,” Leonard called out Hewinia’s name.
“Ah, Teacher,” said Hewinia, immediately returning to the moment.
“I know what you are worried about,” Leonard said indifferently, “You are my chosen disciple, and you will eventually become the most outstanding… Seventh Note.”
“Yes… Teacher.”
Hewinia nodded lightly; her deep blue pupils reflected the people of Lyra falling like wheat.
“I will not disappoint you.”
She responded obediently.
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Half an hour later, Hewinia entered a room.
It was accommodation prepared by Lyra for them, the door adorned with a small female symbol, indicating the room designated for women.
Logically, with their unfriendly arrival, even playing the Holy Sound on Lyra’s soil, Lyra should not have received them.
