Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 349: Thirty-two: The Borrowed Seed Woman_2

Chapter 349: Thirty-two: The Borrowed Seed Woman_2

And among the nobles, the Taichu and Lawrence families, which are the most competitive, had no need to fight to the death, so the lower-ranking nobles had even less reason to do so. If they exhausted all their efforts, they wouldn’t gain much more, so why bother?

Thus, Francis simply couldn’t understand the current situation.

Only a noble could use musical Chapters of Six Notes or more, but what exactly were they fighting over so fiercely for?

Unless…

Francis slightly narrowed his eyes as a bold idea surfaced in his mind.

The young man beside him noticed the change in Francis’s expression and immediately asked, “Have you thought of something, Professor?”

Francis lifted his head to look at the young man and asked, “Do you know what the Grace of the Lord specifically entails, or what it relates to?”

The young man, not expecting Francis to suddenly ask this, was stunned for a moment before saying, “I only know that the Lord’s Grace is related to the position at the grand ceremony. The closer to the front your position is, the greater the Lord’s Grace. As for what it is…”

“You can simply understand it as wealth, position, and power.” Francis said, “It’s precisely because the Taichu Two Families have obtained rankings close to the front at the grand ceremonies over hundreds of years that they continuously receive the Lord’s Grace, leading to their position today. So fundamentally, the Lord’s Grace can be directly equated to material rewards, as the Lord gives us what we desire, and these desires are predetermined.”

“Um…” The young man appeared lost. “What else could there be?”

Looking into the young man’s eyes, Francis spoke deliberately, “But this isn’t the greatest Grace. The greatest Grace has always been the wishes made to the Lord.”

It took the young man a moment to respond. “What kind of wishes can be made?”

Francis simply said flatly, “For example, Eternal Life?”

The young man’s eyes widened in an instant.

“Eternal Life is but the most superficial of things.” Francis spoke softly, “In any case, anything you can think of that can be realized by Him can be granted to you. You could live forever, or in a single night become a family more powerful than the Taichu family. You could also pursue true power, becoming the world’s most powerful Player… oh no, human. Any individual, as long as they receive the Lord’s wish, can instantly own everything in the realm of the Holy Sound.”

The young man listened to Francis’s portrayal with growing thirst and couldn’t help but ask, “Then how can one obtain this wish? Be ranked first?”

“Of course not.” Francis shook his head. “There is only one possibility… to play the Seven Notes·Divine Song.”

“The Seven Notes·Divine Song?” The young man was puzzled. “If that was truly the case, then wouldn’t the Taichu Two Families have already been able to…”

“It’s not possible, even for the Taichu Two Families it is very difficult to gather seven Golden Notes in the same year.” Francis said, “Moreover, even if they did gather them, they would perform as an Orchestra, but the Lord’s wish is singular. Such a wish is so immense that even within the Taichu family itself, there would be no unanimity. Therefore, the Seven Notes·Divine Song has not been played for a thousand years. The Headmaster from twenty years ago came very close but was missing the Golden Seventh Note.”

“… I see.” The young man nodded with a semblance of understanding but quickly expressed doubts again, “But what does this have to do with last night’s events?”

Francis did not respond anymore, just gazed at the pit in front of him.

The Lord’s wish is too tempting but equally uncontrollable, and even the Taichu family would not wish to send their family head to that high platform.

Therefore, the failure of the Headmaster from twenty years ago was both fortuitous and inevitable.

People all wanted to obtain that wish, yet they didn’t want to see it snatched away by someone else, so a tacit Rule had formed over the millennia.

They would fight for Grace, not for wishes. In this way, at least the fixed powers would not be broken.

Yet, there exists something in this world that can ignore this Rule.

Even more so, as soon as it appeared, the old Rule would be instantly broken, plunging everyone into madness.

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That is… the Golden Score.

If what the people here fought over last night was the Golden Score, then everything would make sense.

But was that really possible?

Francis, who had lived for so many years, had never seen the Golden Score, and had even doubted its existence.

But if not the Golden Score, what else would be worth a noble capable of releasing the Six Notes·Chapters to fight to the death over?

Francis knew he was being presumptuous.

However.

Even if there was just a glimmer of possibility…

He slightly narrowed his eyes, and that black substance reflected in his pupils seemed to burn like pitch-black flames.

…

A cold breeze swept by.

Hewinia, who was sitting by the window writing something, suddenly shivered.

Then she heard Bai Wei’s concerned voice in her mind: “Cold, isn’t it? You should move closer to the fire.”

This sudden show of concern left Hewinia momentarily stupefied, and she subconsciously said, “I’m not cold.”

“What I mean is, I’m cold.” The left index finger, pressing down on the paper, suddenly turned its head at an extremely twisted angle and just like that “gazed” at Hewinia, “Your window is too wide open, and you’re too far from the Magic Candle. Are you trying to freeze me to death so you can inherit my power? Wrap up in gloves at least; I’m freezing stiff.”