Chapter 1533: A Chant of Perfect Order, the Immortal Bird

"who are you?"

On the stage, Boethius was suddenly shocked. He could tell that the person in front of him was not lying, and he had such experience and had shown outstanding insight before.

This is no ordinary existence.

The power of the music cannot penetrate the opponent's body, nor can it even cover up the notes played by the opponent.

After listening quietly for a while, Krevy curled her lips and said, "I still want to know who Mr. Phantom Thief is. He is simply omnipotent and omniscient."

After listening to Boethius's previous story, Cassiodoro also understood the other party's melody, why he broke through the shackles and affected the "world" at this time, and why the other party's power was enough to open the door connecting to the deep water, break the seal, and appear here.

It turns out... the primordial water has risen again.

"It's your fault, Boethius... We should have integrated into the new country thousands of years ago. It's you who turned them into puppets of the old hatred." He sighed.

"Apprentices! We are the weavers of music and the tuners of power. The music will follow our command and march. Our music is like waves and ripples, like the rhythm of batons and the caress of lovers, and will conquer all listeners."

"However, how can the will of order be practiced only by following the rules? Musicians should walk with the transcendent and become the voice of the sublime."

Cassiodorus raised his chest and recited the enlightenment of civilization and art.

"The sublime must be powerful, just as the skylark's cry on the mountain top, and the roaring tide in the wind, so the order must contain the great passion."

"But listen to these 'discordant' notes. Do the people you control still have 'tongues' and 'passion'? Do they still have that beautiful voice that fights against fate?"

Finina's eyes widened at this moment: "I seem to have heard these sentences...but..."

"Shut up!" Boethius said angrily, "You betrayed your own tribe and betrayed Lemuria again. You are the survivor of the fallen country and the only Lemurian with free will. You have been away from us for too long."

"You should return to us and listen to the thousands of years of lamentations and grievances. Then perhaps you will accept my music and Phobos's arrangement."

"Is that still the 'Phobos' I know?" Cassiodor asked, "The Supreme Being gave us bodies in the hope that we could break free from the shackles of our perishable flesh and fate. In his foresight, we will eventually master the power of 'Music', and then transcend the constraints of 'Fatuna' and become the masters of our own destinies."

"The movement of recovery has changed its core."

"Today's 'Phobos' is nothing more than your 'Phobos'..."

Weaving people's memory and personality into a melody in the form of notes, allowing people's souls to settle in it and fulfilling their wishes, this is the "movement", so controlling the "movement" is equivalent to controlling "fate"...

This is the secret taught by the great golden bee "Sibyl", the prophet who survived the last reincarnation.

And because memory can be controlled, everyone's knowledge can be shared and one day omniscience can be achieved.

This is a future that can be achieved as long as people still have creativity.

"..." Funina's face turned red from holding back her words. No one in the opera house dared to interrupt her. "But... Xiaobai, what you said is not a good ending or a good sentence."

"Glory comes from passion, passion creates unity, unity strengthens order - this is the role of music and musicians. The passion to destroy enemies, the passion to love fellow men - it is these noble emotions that distinguish masters from slaves in human beings."

"That musician from the Golden Age ascended to your most magnificent palace, turning music into a shield and staff of authority, conquering countless listeners."

“When the towering opera house collapsed in the tsunami, people were horrified to find that… the corpses of people who were burned out by the passion of the musicians were finally exposed from under the foundation.”

"That's a sly deception..."

"One of the roots of destruction."

"Musicians are divided into upper and lower, master and servant. The so-called transcendence and sublimity only benefit a certain group of people. From the very beginning, this goes against the original intention of your music to eliminate prejudice and barriers."

“……”Cassiodoro was silent for a while.

"Fu Fu, good insight. The God King who created the 'movement' infused the melody into the insoluble spiritual dew, hoping that everyone can control their own destiny by playing the movement. Originally, everyone is equal, and everyone can equally obtain freedom, not be enslaved, and not be divided into superiors and subordinates." Jiang Yi smiled and took the stage lights to become the speaker. "The seeds of darkness have long been planted. People's thoughts are not worthy of the true meaning of the movement, and they have not yet understood what 'controlling one's own destiny' means."

"History is a mirror that shows the rise and fall of a nation. Until now... this poor Boethius is still running wildly on the wrong path."

Fu Nina bared her teeth and called my name! Bastard. Fu Fu, sounds like a pet. Also, why did you add lighting effects to yourself! So shameless. At least leave a light for me!

Cassiodoro closed his eyes and opened them again.

His voice was filled with melancholy, and his mind became calm due to the enlightenment of Funina and Jiang Yi. He no longer argued with Boethius about right and wrong, but thought about more meaningful things.

"Boethius... have you heard the reason for our demise..." he asked, "I never understood it before. According to the Supreme's plan, the music should have woven a melody of perfection for everyone until eternity a thousand years later, but I don't know what went wrong... This path of resisting fate eventually led us to darkness step by step. So in the end, like a punishment from heaven, the entire country fell into the abyss."

Today's Fontaine was built on the ruins of Lemuria.

Before the fall, the waters where the royal city of Lemuria was located were once part of the Great Fontaine Lake and had the same properties as the Fontaine waters.

The deepest part below is also the primordial water.

Boethius sneered and looked at the three in surprise. "You don't think you can make me give up just by talking, do you? I have spent thousands of years weaving my soul with the broken movement 'Phobos'."

This is indeed not the Phobos of the past;

"Such a will can indeed be called dazzling..." Jiang Yi did not deny Boethius's persistence and the strong will he showed.

Boethius was not afraid to discuss the doctrine to consolidate his own ideas, so he scolded like pressing the accent in music.

“Equality is impossible. There will always be upper and lower in the world, just like the stars are in the sky and the ants are crawling on the ground.”

"Now, you can tell me your identities. Do you hold high positions in the outside world? Do you think you are equal to the people below you?"

“The division between upper and lower is by no means wrong.”

"Ignorance must be guided by civilization and order."

And he... is the guide.

Jiang Yi shook his head, his eyes bright and full of oppression: "You are not guiding, but commanding and dictating. You learned all the knowledge you could learn, and became a noble tuner of Lemuria from the barbarians you mentioned. Now you have strangled... the creative power of everyone, and turned order into welded shackles."

"I don't deny the existence of up and down, but there should only be relative up and down, strong and weak in the world. Everyone has the possibility of going up and down, and has the freedom to choose the future equally. This equality is the core of the music."

In the Sumeru collective consciousness experiment, we can ask the researchers of that Sumeru what happened to the fixed order.

So Jiang Yi said that the "great music" at this moment is not as good as it was thousands of years ago.

"The notes and tones on the music score are arranged in perfect order and played accurately with absolute rationality and wisdom... Is this really perfect? ​​The essence of the world and music is not static, but changing," he said.

"I agree!" Funina put her hands on her hips.

"A world without change is like a dull and boring stage without drama and surprises. It should be booed by the audience." She stood next to Jiang Yi arrogantly, looking down at the tuner from shoulder to shoulder.

Well, if I’m not tall enough, I can make up for it with my eyes.

Forget that this is not the VIP box of the opera house, high above where the sinners sit.

Cassiodore also realized at this moment: "...the only person who can change the 'melody' besides the Supreme is the Tuner who is in a higher position."

"The hidden danger was buried from the beginning."

He was remorseful.

"Back then, after returning from the depths of the sea, the Supreme used the spiritual dew to create immortal bodies for humans, but the future predicted by the prophet did not change. The Supreme believed that it was because people's souls could not break free from the shackles of fate, so he composed the 'music' that could weave fate."

"We no longer have to fear the tides of the deep waters. We have achieved the evolution of life, but the burden of fate is not something that ordinary souls can bear. We... believe... and hope that 'Phobos' will weave our destiny for us and lead us on the path of justice."

"Remember the creation of 'Phobos'?"

"The Supreme One has overestimated us, and his charity has made us feel terrified... Therefore, we pray for the guidance of the gods and the superiors. Under the prayers of the people, the Supreme One will compile all the melodies into the most magnificent movement, which will bring happiness to everyone. Its name is 'Phobos'..."

“We never thought at that time, what if the superiors made a mistake?”

Jiang Yi added: "You have taken the initiative to put yourself in the position of a lower person, and never dared to aspire to be in the position of a higher person. That means you have given up your own destiny and let your destiny be controlled by others. How can such a piece of music break through the shackles of fate?"

"You have bound yourselves, so the prophecy will not change after the movement is completed."

"You think your soul is shackled by Fatuna, but you don't know that your will is also shackled."

"You have no 'liberation' of thought."

At this time, Krewe also realized: "Struggle... is the backbone of the free country, and poetry is the soul of the free country. Even if everything will pass away, even if everything will no longer exist, poetry that travels with the wind will still spread all the beauty of this world to every corner of the sky, the earth and the ocean."

"Freedom is their spirit, one of which is the freedom to sing, that is, the freedom to sing in the beautiful land created by the God of Wind, and let one's heart and song go with the wind."

"The people you have included in the great music don't know what fate they are fighting for, what kind of will they are fighting for, and what freedom is. They just follow your ideals and go with the flow."

"You should go to a free country and see what 'freedom' means..."

A year of life as a bard, as well as her struggle against the darkness of Hearth House since childhood and her desire for freedom, made Crevy understand this concept particularly deeply.

"Oh my!" Finina shrugged. "You're making it too difficult for them. Thousands of years ago, it was too difficult for the people of the Lemuria Dynasty to interact with the Wind Kingdom. And now... the other party has just been resurrected as a villain."

If Boethius were still human, the expression on his face would be as black as charcoal.

Thousands of years later, could a little girl teach him a lesson?

Jiang Yi nodded: "This reminds me of a sentence. Is freedom commanded by the God of Freedom still freedom? Can it be changed to "resistance" that is forced by "resistance to fate"? Is it still "resistance"? "