190 Drifting Hearse (2/2)

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In the conference room in the second floor of the auditorium, the professors felt the change much more directly than the dramatic changes of the ranking. The aerial display projected on the wall flashed at that moment. A black spot in the middle of that desert island emitted a blinding light. It was the overlapping depletion of hundreds of credits.

Immediately thereafter, the red dots of the entire map began to vibrate wildly. Patches disappeared at a time. It was as if an invisible palm descended from the sky and swept across, wiping away all the mimics. Finally, only a few sparse ones that had slipped through the net remained on the entire map. And in the few seconds of total chaos of the rankings, Ye Qingxuan completed the big jump from the bottom.

Under everyone’s eyes, he moved unbridled. He broke through the rankings and rushed to the top, leaving all other students behind him. The gap between them was as large as a natural moat.

The whole conference room fell into a long silence. Nobody had processed what had just happened. When they finally did, there was an explosion of movement. No matter how they tried to restrain themselves, nothing could stop the professors from whispering to one another.

Amongst the crowd, Ingmar's complexion was livid. ”The Easterner...is he mad?” He gritted his teeth, clenched his fist under the table, and looked angrily at Abraham. ”Abraham, what the h*ll just happened?!” Everyone became quiet in an instant and looked at the silent man.

Under everyone’s gazes, Abraham dully looked up with a puzzled expression. ”Even if you ask me, I’m not sure either…”

”Are you f*cking kidding me?” Ingmar took Abraham's obtusity as mockery. His face reddened as he said through clenched teeth, ”Your student rushed to the first place as if he was cheating, and you tell me that you don’t know. What kind of professor are you?”

”This...” Abraham thought for a moment and shook his head. ”Yezi is a very good student. He learns things quickly. And, well, he constantly gives people surprises. Just like now. Well, it’s not a big deal if everyone gets used to it ... ”He squeezed out a reluctant smile. ”Yes, just get used to it.”

Get used to it your *ss! Ingmar practically spat out blood. He glared at Abraham with hatred and took out the aether ball. Connected it to the Requiem enchantment, he began to analyze the fluctuations in the illusion and aether directly.

After years of immersion in the School of Modifications, Ingmar instantly had his aether ball reflect the changes in the illusion, as well as the complex changes in the aether.

The layers of silver tracks revealed intricate music scores and melodies. The notes that had practically solidified intertwined and formed an illusionary image. It was essence realized by a musician who had thoroughly mastered the heart of the music score.

He saw it. There was a reddish turbulence in the silver dust of the aether ball. It was a red skirt on the stage. A coquettish girl was dancing. Her moves were sometimes gentle and sometimes passionate. It was a captivating dance, wild enough that it seemed the red dress was set on fire. One could not help but be captivated.

”A music score from Modifications?” Ingmar said to himself and immediately reacted. No, the movement of Modifications had always been known for its explosiveness and change. There would not be any human intention.

So, what score was it?

It was seemingly frenzied and passionate, but it always followed a rhythm. The interpretation and construction of the music score was incredible. The aether followed the rhythm’s guidance, changed from a gurgling stream into a torrent, thunder-like power brewed silently within.

The composer’s undeliberate breath, and his round and smooth movements were admirable enough. Not to mention the unimaginably high control of aether needed…The source was unknown, but Ingmar was sure that there was absolutely no score from Revelations that had such an image!

In an instance, something seemed dawn on Ingmar. His expression changed drastically and he stared directly at Abraham with ferocious eyes. ”Abraham, if I find out that you violated the military’s confidentiality agreement and taught that eastern kid the School of Abstinence, I will make sure you’re punished for it.”

The atmosphere of the entire conference room became stifled. Everyone looked at Abraham with suspicion. At the front, even Princess Mary frowned.

Given the immense destructive power of the School of Abstinence, its teaching must be carried out under the supervision of the silent authority of the Musicians’ Union, endorsed by the military, and after multiple agreements had been signed.

If anyone violated the law, the most lenient punishment was that both professor and student would be thrown into the Mithril Cellar and never be able to come into contact with aether ever again. If Abraham had really bypassed the agreement’s restrictions with some trick and taught the School of Abstinence to his students…then not even the Royal Academy of Music would tolerate him anymore!

Abraham suddenly became everyone’s target. He froze in bewilderment as if he had not yet processed everything.

After a long time, he looked at Ingmar and asked uncertainly, ”You... have you misunderstood something?”