Chapter 164 "Secret"
The heavy boots crushed the dead wood in the snow, and the owner of the boots let out a dull gasp.
Hevinia followed him in silence, and no one knew what she was thinking.
Finally, the man stopped, bent down, supported his knees, and gasped heavily. It was obvious that he was in a very bad condition.
"Are you sick?" Hevinia asked lightly, "If you are sick, you can go see a doctor."
"...Shut up!" The man growled, then suddenly raised his head and stared at Hevinia with his bloodshot pupils, "How dare you laugh at me?!"
"I'm just stating the facts." Helvinia said calmly, "If you really feel uncomfortable, I can take you there. With Dr. Norman's medical skills, he will definitely be able to help you."
The man smiled after hearing what Helvinia said.
But it was not an ordinary laugh, but a laugh filled with anger and mockery.
"Stop pretending, Helvinia!" the man said. "No one in this academy knows your true colors better than I do!"
"Oh? Really?" Hevinia slowly put her hands behind her back and said, "Tell me what I look like."
At the same time as he put his hands behind his back, the staff that had been hidden long ago slipped from his sleeves and was grabbed by Hevinia.
This action was naturally invisible to the man's field of vision, and at the moment the man's attention was entirely on Helvinia herself, and he had been further angered by Helvinia's nonchalant tone.
"Do you think I'm pretending, Helvinia?" The man raised his hand and pointed at Helvinia. "Don't you know what you did in the seed area?"
Helvinia narrowed her eyes slightly.
Memories from a year ago came flooding back to her mind.
Was it discovered at that time?
But there should have been no talented people around at that time.
Does that mean this guy already knows her identity as Jin Pu?
A series of questions came to Hevinia's mind at the same time, but soon these questions were condensed into one question.
How to make him shut up.
Hevinia did not reveal her thoughts, but just said: "You have called me here, and now it's just the two of us, you might as well make it clearer... After all, I still don't know who you are."
"You don't know me... Haha, you really don't know me. After all, you didn't notice me at that time." The man put his fingers under his eyes and then slowly widened his eyes. "But I was watching you at that time. I was hiding beside you and watching you when you... killed that man with your own hands."
When she heard this, Hevinia's expression became even colder, and the staff hidden behind her began to quickly condense a cyclone of magic energy.
Just waiting for the man's next words.
"Haha, this expression... that's the expression. Very good, really good. You finally can't pretend anymore, Helvinia!" The man yelled at Helvinia, "I saw everything you and your family did in the seed area, and the people you killed! I saw everything!"
The man almost yelled the last half of the sentence.
The spreading sound waves directly shook the snow off the branches.
Snow flakes like goose feathers were falling between the two of them.
Then there was silence.
The cyclone of magic power that was about to be released from behind Hevinia slowly dissipated.
So it’s… this.
Helvinia finally understood what the man meant by murder.
And some scenes deep in my memory are falling from my mind like snowflakes.
…
“That won’t work.”
"This potential is also very poor. It won't reach silver even if it grows up."
"Get rid of it quickly."
A figure was swaying, and someone came in front of her.
“This one seems okay.”
"Let's observe it for a while longer."
…
The last snowflake melted into the snow, leaving no obstruction to the view.
Helvinia was still staring at the man, but her eyes had regained their composure.
This gave the man an uneasy calm.
"Is this all you want to tell me?"
The man was stunned: "What, what do you mean just this?"
"I thought you could come up with something that would surprise me." Hevinia tucked her hair, which was wet by the snow, behind her ears. "In the end, it's just like this. I'm a little disappointed."
"You, you, you are just pretending!" the man roared, "What you and your family did in the seed area, once the academy knows..."
"What if you know it?" Helvinia said, "Do you think it's a secret?"
"……What's the meaning?"
"I think you have only been to that seed area." Hevinia said slowly, "If you have been to other seed areas, you won't say such childish things to me now."
The man understood what Helvinia said.
In other words, all seed zones...are like that?
The man opened his mouth, his eyes full of disbelief.
"You, you are just making excuses."
"Is there anything to quibble about?" Hevinia slowly raised her head, as if looking down at the hunched man in front of her. "The Hailuo family, that is, our family, has always been in the middle of the seed harvest rate in the entire Shengyin... In your eyes, we who are so unscrupulous in order to ensure the harvest rate can only be ranked in the middle."
She paused, and the memories came flooding back to her mind.
"So, what did the other families upstream do?"
"Think about it carefully. Eliminating unqualified seeds is something every family will do."
"And you, do you really dare to make all this public?"
Hevinia's words were like a thousand-pound stone that crushed the man and made him half-kneel in the snow. His breathing, which had finally returned to normal, became heavier again.
He is not completely ignorant of good and evil.
If it was true as Hevinia said, that every family did this in their own seed area, then for him making all this public, there would be only one result - death.
He just wanted to control Hevinia and would never dare to offend all the nobles.
But why is this happening?
The man clenched his fists tightly, and big beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
Looking at the man's reaction, Hevinia just shook her head slowly, said "boring", and turned to leave.
But just as she raised her foot, the man's voice rang out again.
"So, is torture also part of the unspoken rules?"
Helvinia paused.
She turned around again and looked at the man kneeling in the snow.
The man's body was shaking more and more violently. It was unclear whether it was because of nervousness or because there was something wrong with his body.
But at this moment he was staring at Hevinia, his bloodshot eyes filled with a desperate madness.
"I saw it with my own eyes." The man said word by word, "How did you eliminate those unqualified seeds... That's not elimination."
"That is..."
The man took a deep breath, using the choking cold wind to temporarily stop his body from trembling, and then clearly said those two words.
“Murder.”
…
That was her first encounter with the “big girl” of Uptown.
Well-dressed, glamorous, different from everyone else here
"Miss, let us handle these..."
"No, you don't need to."
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and a smile she had never seen before appeared on her tender face.
Crazy and bloodthirsty.
"Let me give it a try."
…
"You were less than ten years old at that time!"
The man yelled at Hevinia like a madman.
"Do those people in the academy who praise you to the sky know what you did when you were less than ten years old?"
"Do they know you can knife kids younger than you with a smile on your face?!"
"Helvinia Hero, how many lives like this do you have on your hands? Can you even count them?!"
"If your followers knew who you are, do you think you would still be like this... cough cough cough..."
The man didn't get to finish his words as his other leg gave way and he fell to his knees in the snow.
At the same time, he covered his neck tightly.
From Hevinia's perspective, she could see the musical notes under his clothes twisting wildly like maggots, as if they were about to break out of his body at any moment.
At this time, he heard Hevinia's voice: "So, you are the senior Aiman from the fourth grade who has always wanted to reshape the musical notes."
Helvinia paused.
"It seems that your reshaping has failed, and... the backlash has already come, right?"
Aiman raised his head suddenly and stared at Hevinia.
Hevinia, who had been expressionless just now, now had a faint smile on her face.
Aiman's pupils narrowed slightly.
Because of this smile, just like the one he saw in the seed area many years ago.
It was with such a smile that the young Hevinia walked towards the group of eliminated seeds. The scene that followed was always engraved in Aiman's mind and he could not forget it for so many years.
If he hadn't been desperate, he really didn't want to find this guy.
But there was no way. His notes had flaws, and they were big flaws. Conventional repair methods were completely useless, so he could only try to reshape them.
However, reinvention carries huge risks.
And now, the risk has come, his reshaped note is almost uncontrollable.
If things continue like this, there will be only one ending for him - losing the notes, becoming an ordinary person, and then drifting to the seed area.
For him, such an ending would be worse than death.
The only thing that can change all this is "Stars" among the seven-tone music, and it must be the seven-tone music presided over by Jinjie.
But the problem is, with his qualifications, it would be impossible for him to join a gold-level orchestra under normal circumstances.
Therefore, he could only focus on Jinjie, the only one who had an "intersection" with him.
This is also his only chance.
He was going to join Helvinia's orchestra and play a seven-note song!
But things did not develop as he wished.
“It’s really embarrassing.”
Helvinia said softly.
"What did you say?!" Aiman stared at Hevinia, "Are you really not afraid that I will tell you everything!?"
"Oh? From what standpoint are you going to say it?" said Hevinia.
"……position?"
"Yeah, you can't just say it's because I don't want you to join my band."
"...I did this for those people you killed." Aiman said, "To reveal your true face!"
Helvinia shook her head. "That's too fake."
"What?"
"I mean, your words are so fake." Hevinia said, "Senior Aiman, you probably haven't been to the seed area many times... Maybe, only that one time?"
"So what?"
"You are not a noble, and you are not from the Seed District." Hevinia said calmly, "So you don't know what the nobles would do, and you don't know what kind of life the people in the Seed District have. So what you said is ridiculous to the nobles, and strange to the people in the Seed District... Do you know what the people in the Seed District think? Do you know what they really want?"
Aiman subconsciously wanted to ask "What is that?", but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized that he was being led by Hevinia, so he gritted his teeth and said, "You said I don't know, then how do you, the executioner, know?!"
"Oh."
Helvinia chuckled, her tone full of undisguised mockery.
"If I could, I'd rather not know."
After saying this, Hevinia did not give Eyman time to think about it, and looked at the increasingly uncontrollable notes behind Eyman.
"Besides, regardless of your position, do you think anyone will really believe what you say, Senior Aiman?" Hevinia said, "Even I know what your body is like, so what about others? Why would everyone believe you and not me?"
"Also, you seem to have misunderstood the most crucial thing."
Hevinia raised the corners of her mouth again, and that smile was reflected in Aiman's pupils.
"I am sought after by others not because of my good character. On the contrary, even if my character is bad, even if I killed so many unqualified seeds, they would still seek after me."
"Because I am the seventh tone of the golden order."
"And you, even if you are truly a partner of justice."
"It's just a silver tier that's about to lose its notes."
"You are now, in my eyes."
“There is no difference between them and the seeds I killed.”
After saying this, Hevinia turned and left without even looking at Eman, as if Eman's desperate gamble today was just a joke to her.
Aiman opened his mouth.
“You, you, you…”
Aiman clutched his thigh tightly.
Reason told him that he must not do anything to Hevinia. Once he did that, there would be no way out.
And at this moment, Hevinia turned sideways again and glanced at him.
And then chuckled.
"ridiculous."
At that moment, my sanity collapsed.
Aiman took out his staff and rushed towards Helvinia, "You stinking bitch!"
But when he was halfway through the rush, he suddenly realized something was wrong.
There was only a set of footprints on the way here.
That's his.
And Hevinia has always been walking in his footsteps.
Aiman immediately felt something was wrong: "This is..."
But it was too late. When he ran to the place where Hevinia had stood before, the snow under his feet suddenly bounced up, causing countless flying snowflakes.
"Three Tones and Graceful Dance".
The flying snowflakes burst into pieces, and the sound they made was like plucking the strings of a musical instrument.
These exploding snowflakes cut Aiman's skin from all directions, spurting out lines of blood, which solidified in the blink of an eye, freezing Aiman in place.
Like a dancer with countless red threads wrapped around her body.
This is... a trap!
Only then did Aiman understand what had happened when Hevinia followed him here.
There was no plan to let him go back alive.
(End of this chapter)
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