646 Command (2/2)

She could only praise God...

This was a magnificent idea. Even if Hermes was resurrected, wouldn't he be moved by its genius?

Ye Qingxuan's face fell. He quickly realized that there was a more serious issue.

With Raymond dead there was no one left to direct Schubert. Since Schubert could not defend herself, if someone was able to find a way to kill her it would be simple to pull off!

You didn't even need to face Schubert's music theory, simply targeting the frail old woman would work.

Ye Qingxuan could think of dozens of ways to kill her off the top of his head.

There was the curse against the flesh that used techniques from both the School of Revelation and the School of Choir. This pure chemical reaction did not involve any aetheric poison. Or, since her defenses were out to a hundred paces, one could just stand outside of that range and create a vacuum that she would suffocate in. Or they could just keep her where she was, and sooner or later she would starve to death.

The people all around seemed to also feel that something was not right.

They looked at Schubert and Ye Qingxuan with eyes filled first with shock, then with doubt, and finally...danger.

A saint!

Even an Archbishop like Ye Qingxuan had never heard of a situation like this. Even though he wasn't a proper Archbishop, the existence of the Saint was one of the Church's most closely kept secrets.

Especially since she was clearly so weak.

He was not the only one smart enough to have figured this out. So even if he couldn't be sure, now was the time to gamble. He instinctively knew how valuable Schubert was. If they killed her now, how strong would the gift from the Ultimate be?

But was this the Church's plan from the start?

If the situation changed, they might order Schubert to kill herself, putting the Saint's music theory into the Ultimate, further infecting it.

Schubert's inheritance was a vital part of the system of human music theory. But if it was to be immersed in the Ultimate, then the Sacred City would be able to control a significant part of it.

But the problem was...no one had asked Ye Qingxuan.

And he was unhappy.

He had been unhappy with the Church for a long time, but never like today.

So why would he let go of Schubert's inheritance when it was right there before his eyes?

Since Hayden's music theory was already hidden, Schubert's Scepter was even more important to get a hold of! Especially since Schubert's specialty was his weak point, the School of Modifications.

But there was not enough time for Ye Qingxuan to think things over.

Things were already starting to go wrong.

He could feel something wrong in the air.

Heavy footsteps rang out.

Some people were coming closer, slowly and solemnly, step by step, with somber expressions.

But when Ye Qingxuan turned his head, he saw the insignia of the church on their chests.

He felt like cursing.

In all these years, how many honorary faculty titles had the Church given out? Why had they all been higher positions than altar boy? If you were a musician you could apply to join the Church, and the acceptance rate was not low at all...

A wave of aether with with intent to kill rose up.

Six Masters...

Ye Qingxuan looked around wildly.

He forced himself to be calm amidst the chaos, and looked over at them disdainfully, saying, ”Are you here to provoke the Saint?”

”Mr. Ye, there's no need to pretend.”

The old musician smiled sincerely and said, ”I've been here ever since that guy died. Although I don't know what happened there, this does mean that she has no power to resist now, right? But after all, it's up to you do decide this for us.”

Ye Qingxuan pursed his lips into a frown. ”Are you sure you want to become enemies of the Church?”

Even though he said this, he knew in his heart that despite its illustrious name, the Church was no longer something to be trusted.

What was more, the Pope was far away from the Ultimate. If they did this, at the very least they could flee to the Commonwealth of Caucasian.

These people had already planned to attack the Saint, they wouldn't care about a Grand Inquisitor like him.

After a moment of silence, the old man said, ”Mr. Ye, you are the Deputy Prince of the Anglo Kingdom. As a former employee of the Anglos, I don't want to cause you any trouble. If you're willing to retreat, I won't stop you.”

This was a rare show of lenience, and a wise choice.

Even though Ye Qingxuan had fallen to the level of a Distortion Musician, he was by no means some pushover that the Master could casually defeat. Who knew how many tricks he had up his sleeve? None of them wanted to be the first to find out.

The best option was to have him go far away.

The further the better.

But Ye Qingxuan was not prepared to accept this graciousness.

In the silence, his expression changed constantly, until finally it grew firm

He did not leave, but stood in front of old nun. He looked at them, and said back to them, ”I'll offer you the same deal.”

The others were struck silent. ”If you leave now,” Ye Qingxuan continued, ”I'll act like nothing happened.”

Upon hearing this, the Masters could not help but laugh. They clearly did not take him seriously at all.

Six waves of aether rose up, nearly powerful enough to kill, and yet Schubert still remained motionless.

No reaction at all.

Ye Qingxuan could not help but sigh. He stretched out his hand and raised his head.

But when he opened his fingers, the six Masters' expressions changed. He was holding a bloody brooch-the one that Raymond had given him before he died. The completely ordinary brooch bearing the Holy Emblem.

Holding the brooch in his hand, Ye Qingxuan's words seemed to carry some mystical power. ”Schubert, kill everyone not wearing white clothes.”

Schubert opened her eyes.