177 Something Seems Wrong (1/2)

It was the next day at the Jianlan Underground Palace. As the eerie door opened slowly, darkness surged, and the smell of ancient dust surged forward. Sinister wind came from the darkness and snuck into the collars, causing one’s scalp to go numb.

”So cold…” Bart shivered subconsciously. Hearing the small sounds in the darkness, his face paled slightly. ”Professor, is this really part of the Academy?”

”Don’t make such a fuss. There are haunted places even in the Academy,” Ingmar replied lightly.

The middle-aged man wore a spotless long coat and had attractive features. His long hair had grayed due to studying Revelations for so long and was tied behind his back, making him seem elegant and mysterious.

Whenever he looked into the darkness, his expression became disdainful and proud. As the director of the School of Revelations and an important member of the school board, he could not stand having something out of his control.

Every year, Jianlan Underground Palace would carve out a sky-high budget from the school board for no reason. And yet, it had never handed in a report. It was absolutely absurd. Who knew what was going on in there?!

”Is your student ready?” The guard at the door glanced at Bart’s pale face and chuckled. ”Do as you please. I’m leaving now. There’ll be someone inside to guide you.” Perceiving the disgust in Ingmar’s eyes, the guard chuckled lightly and turned to leave.

”Pretending to be mysterious,” Ingmar huffed as he watched the man walk away. If not for the special circumstances, he would not even be willing to come. Every time he saw Dominic’s cold eyes, he felt humiliated. This was the only place those old war dogs could pretend to be powerful.

At this thought, Ingmar became even more upset. ”Bart, stop spacing out. It’s highly difficult to enter the library of the Royal Academy of Music. You must know that our school has given a lot to win this chance for you. Don’t let me down.”

Bart nodded quickly.

”Good.” Ingmar ordered coldly, ”Remember the titles I’ve told you. Don’t be like the disgrace of the Academy and come out empty-handed.”

”I will take use this opportunity well.” Bart’s eyes were determined.

”Very good.” Ingmar nodded. ”The school anniversary is soon. You must prepare beforehand so you won’t be defeated by a student taught by that blasphemous and crippled Abraham. This time, we’ll show the old cripple our true colors, understand?”

”I understand…” Bart rubbed his still-hurting chin and his eyes turned sinister. ”I understand.”

”Then go.” Ingmar watched as Bart walked past the doors and the corner of his lips curled into a smile. One day, that blasphemous old guy who dared to disagree with him would be forced out the Academy.

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An eerie wind blew. Footsteps echoed in the dark passageway as Bart raised his lantern and looked around in confusion. He could still hear the small broken sounds around him and could not help but tremble. This place was just too creepy.

He rubbed the ring on his finger and gathered his courage. This time, his professor had given him the quota of the School of Revelations so he could enter the library and read the handwritten music scores collected there.

Though they were scores below the Resonance level, they were all personally handwritten by previous saints. They contained the soul and mysteries of music scores. Readers could grasp the melody and strength much faster than the average person.

Ingmar had tailored a book list for this reason. As long as Bart learned all of the melodies according to the list, his skills would skyrocket. These scores were templates carefully chosen by Ingmar to help Bart further grasp his unique music score: the first movement of the Crown Sonata. If he was able to use it to break into the Musician level and be blessed by the gods, there would be even better things waiting for him.

There were only twelve hours, but it did not mean he had no other choice.

Bart squeezed the ring on his forefinger and smiled faintly. This was the ‘secret memorizer ring’ that he had spent a fortune on. Once activated, it would increase the wearer’s comprehension and memorization abilities. There were also hidden ways to record what the user read and saw into the gem. Even if copying was forbidden, he could still duplicate the files without a sound! The day he officially entered the Musician level would be the day that Eastern b*stard and his useless teacher was kicked out the Academy!

A ruthless look flashed past his eyes. The School of Revelations had been enduring the humiliation brought on by the History Department for all this time. That old cripple had strayed and stubbornly insisted on researching his interpretation thing, ignoring their kindness, refusing to return to the right path. Karma would get him one day!

Bart had already decided. During the school anniversary celebration, he would make the d*mned Easter—the disgrace of the Academy—kneel before him. ”You’ll have to pay sooner or later,” he murmured, clenching his fist.