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Chapter 336: Mozart

The mediocre musician Mozart once introduced himself to Fujimaru Ritsuka like this: Don't count on me for fighting, but I promise to embellish your life!

That being said, he was not that ordinary. At least in Fujimaru Ritsuka's world, Mozart was not only a world-renowned classical music master, but also a magician. Due to the secrecy of magic, this information was not recorded in historical records, but Mozart was indeed proficient in Orpheus's music magic, and his family line was also related to Solomon.

——The problem lies in the fact that “the family is related to Solomon”.

Simply put, the genes of the demon pillar "Andusias" lurked in Mozart's family bloodline. When this demon pillar deems it appropriate, it will awaken from the most talented person in this bloodline to complete its plan. And in Fujimaru Ritsuka's world, Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart is this "most talented person".

Although he himself did not specifically mention this, apart from his extraordinary musical talent, he has always been just an ordinary dirty joke teller, and obviously has no interest in the great deeds of the Demon Pillar ("In short, it has nothing to do with music, right?"). But when he appeared out of nowhere in the Storm Edge in such a confusing way, Fujimaru Ritsuka still shamefully backed down.

This feeling culminates in Mozart's brief account of what he knows:

"Although I don't know what happened, I was summoned by someone," he said. "I don't know who summoned me, where he or she is now, or even if the summoner is a person - but I think the person who wanted to summon was not me, but Andusias."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was expressionless in panic: "So, do you want to go back to your seat by yourself, or should I take you back to your seat?"

"Come on, I'm here now, at least let me have a drink before I leave—" Mozart slid down on his knees without any manner, rushed to the chair of Fujimaru Ritsuka skillfully, hugged her legs and shouted, "—and I heard that Salieri spent a hundred years here to write an extremely long symphony of six hours, six minutes and six seconds! I will go back peacefully, so at least let me see what he wrote!!"

Okay, it's Mozart himself. Fujimaru Ritsuka gritted her teeth. After all, Andusias couldn't do such a shameless act that would destroy her image - whether it was the Demon Pillar she was more familiar with, or the demon of the same name that might exist in this universe.

When they were discussing answers in the Astronomican, the Emperor had told her that in this world, although Solomon was indeed a psychic and had passed down some summoning spells, the legend of the 72 Demon Gods was completely fabricated by later generations. He had read "The Key of Solomon" and was very sure that there was some chaos pollution in the details, so he suggested that Fujimaru Ritsuka avoid homologous magic as much as possible in this universe.

——But as the founder of at least one discipline, Solomon is the first person that comes to mind when it comes to summoning. This impression is something that anyone with a little knowledge of the occult cannot get rid of. It is impossible for the Master of Chaldea to completely avoid all related magic. The only thing she can do is to try not to summon the characters in her own spiritual portrait that are strongly related to the Demon Pillar.

This is also one of the reasons why the musician who was commissioned to write a piece of music in the Night Lords in the fantasy world was Salieri instead of Mozart. Although he is a relatively unimportant one.

But then again, why would this Mozart who appeared out of nowhere know about the things in the illusion? Wasn't it said that no one would know about it after the performance ended? She accepted that the participants (?) such as Conrad Coze, Sanguinius, Jago Servitarion, Sigismund, Akurdonna, etc. knew about it, but what about this Mozart?

Thinking of this, Fujimaru Ritsuka performed a strengthening magic and pulled the ordinary musician off of him, and angrily expressed his doubts: "Where did you get this information that was so accurate that it could tell me the duration of the performance! I don't even know it so specifically! This is something that 'never happened in reality'! You are becoming more and more suspicious!"

Faced with the "suspicious" accusation, Mozart himself was also stuttered, revealing a blank expression that did not seem to be fake: "...I don't know? Maybe it's based on fate? When I was summoned, this record was already in my spiritual base?"

A slight metallic knocking sound attracted the attention of the two people who had unconsciously let the topic go off track. They turned their heads towards the source of the sound and soon found that it was the sound of Debbie sighing and putting the revolver in his hand on the table.

"Although I don't know who the specific summoner is, I can infer that the reason why the other party summoned Mozart under the premise of 'wanting to summon Andusias' is that the summoning point is inside the Storm Edge." He made such a judgment based on the noise made by "Mozart was suddenly swept away by the giant snake beside Cleopatra."

Because of various magical blessings, including the Emperor's blessing, the Storm Edge, which has been strengthened for two rounds of defense and completely closed, can be called a different world. Although the environment inside the ship generally follows the laws of physics, most of the rules that are actually running are independent of this universe and come from the original world of Debit and Fujimaru Ritsuka. Because there are no real demons in their original world, and because there is a small statue of the Emperor in the lounge not far away, the spell to summon demons will naturally fail on the ship - but the spell that has been released will still take effect, and instead, it is Mozart who has replaced the possible demon Andusias based on various fates and landed here.

Ferros, who had figured out the situation but felt that he hadn't figured out anything, said nothing. The Iron Father looked around and finally decided not to comment on these "internal issues of Chaldea" that were obviously related to psychic power. He kindly agreed to suspend the current work at hand and let others start investigating the "Mozart's appearance" - anyone with a little logical reasoning ability would realize that the occurrence of this accident clearly indicated that there might be a serious security loophole on the ship. In this case, it is obviously reasonable to start with an urgent solution to this problem first.
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"If everything goes well, we will only be gone for five to seven days," Dante told Corbro. "Astorius's ship is already very close to Baal."

"You are still not going to allow them to dock in Bar." Corbro said frustratedly - not questioning, but just stating a fact helplessly, "Is there any possibility for me to convince you to change your mind?" "I have made up my mind, Supreme Priest." The Chapter Master said calmly and patiently, "Some things are indeed not suitable to appear in front of Gene Fathers like me."

"I'm sure that at least half of this is just your overthinking." Corbro retorted, "You should not forget history. The Blood Angels have a record of executing their brothers who are deeply cursed and cannot turn back since the Legion. Could it be that our father does not understand the significance of Lord Astorius's duties?"

"But what about a Chapter that is likely to have been tainted by Chaos? They may have been deceived, but you know that this does not mean they can be forgiven." A slightly shaken look of worry flew across Dante's face, but it was hidden under the golden mask and no one could see it. The Chapter Master's voice was as gentle and firm as ever: "That is why I asked Mephiston to go with me. I must rely on the wisdom of the Chief Librarian to judge right and wrong. Astorius accused them of adding excessively bloody and disturbing rituals to the traditions of the Chapter. If I can prove that the intelligence sent back by our Chief Priest was just a false alarm after my confrontation with Chapter Master Orlok, that would be the best; if not, we will have enough power to quietly resolve this matter outside the galaxy."

"The Blood Drinkers reported long ago that the red curse on them is even stronger." The Chief of the Holy Blood Priests was still struggling. "There are relevant records in the records of the Chapter. This happened in the thirty-seventh millennium. The Holy Blood Priests at the time believed that this phenomenon was caused by a slight mutation in the gene detection nerves of the Blood Drinkers, which made them more susceptible to red thirst. Regarding this issue, the inhibitor formula provided by Chaldea has passed the first phase of testing, and its safety and effectiveness have been basically confirmed. Although the procedure is -"

"I understand what you mean, Corbulo. I won't allow them to enter the fortress for treatment until they are sure there is no problem, but I will take some inhibitors with me when I leave." Dante sighed, "I hope they are really useful, and I hope this matter is so simple that it can be solved by suppressing the curse."

After saying this, he once again clearly realized that the situation was different from before. Just two months ago, he would never put the adjective "suppressing the curse of the warband" and "simple" in the same sentence in this form. This made the expression hidden under the mask temporarily freeze in a subtle and weird emotional expression.

Corbulo obviously realized the same thing, but the emotion he expressed was obviously more honest. The head priest of the Holy Blood, who finally saw the dawn of the problem that had troubled the chapter for ten thousand years being solved (no matter how it was solved), couldn't help but smile in the current not very relaxed atmosphere: "I think they will be useful. And, someone really needs to convey some of the recent changes to Lord Astorius. Perhaps after knowing these things, the 'Grim One' will become less ruthless for a short time."

At this point, Dante couldn't help but laugh. "Indeed. In any case, he has been wandering in the vast universe for a long time. It's about time for him to go back to his home planet for a 'pilgrimage'."

"This may be bad news for him." Corbro joked, "Lord Astorius will be surprised to find that there is a possibility of him being 'unemployed'."

Dante smiled and shook his head: "Believe me, Corbulo, no one in the regiment is more eager to be 'unemployed' one day than Astorius."

"It's hard to say. At least I will compete with him for the first place." Corbulo shrugged. "The experiment at the church gave us hope of alleviating the symptoms of black rage, and also verified some speculations about its cause. But what method is needed to truly 'cure' this curse? I'm ashamed to say that I still have no idea."

Dante already knew this part of the result. According to Pastor Remart of the Death Company, after falling into the Black Rage, he had to rely on his own will to fight against the illusions of ten thousand years ago and the anger it brought, trying to distinguish which of the things in front of him were the false perceptions brought by the curse and which were the realities that were happening. When he was in the scope of the Holy Blood Cathedral and beside the soul of the Father of Genes, there was a certain power that made it easier for him to distinguish the reality and illusion in front of him, and tamed the Black Rage more calmly and rationally, which made him feel a long-lost sense of relief, but this did not mean that he could completely get rid of the curse.

As he said, some brothers who had completely lost their minds after falling into the Black Rage also showed a tendency to recover normal cognition after staying in the Cathedral of the Holy Blood for a period of time. Unfortunately, this effect could not last long, and after leaving the cathedral, they would often quickly return to the state of rage in the curse.

"Anyway, we've made a relatively good start," Dante encouraged without being so serious. "The first step is always the hardest. All descendants of angels need you to try as much as possible to make progress - just don't set the monastery on fire while we're away."

"Maybe I messed up some experiments before, but this time, I have to clarify one thing:" Corbro also responded with a smile, "Since we have proved that black rage is essentially a psychic disease, after you took away our respected chief think tank, even if I want to toss about this issue, I am afraid I won't be able to make any waves."

Dante sighed with relief, raised his hand and gently patted the Holy Blood Priest on the shoulder:

"We all have a lot of things to do, so let's stop here. Although this cruel and malicious world will always make things go against our wishes, I still sincerely hope that everything we have on hand will have a good result."

The fully armed chapter commander left these words to Kobro as the end of the conversation, then turned and left, preparing to board the flagship and set off under the guidance of the blood slaves and surrounded by the Holy Blood Guards.

(End of this chapter)