Who hid My Corpse!

When Bai Wei spoke, Hewinia held her breath subconsciously.

Because this was the moment Bai Wei finally revealed his purpose to her, and she had thought that Bai Wei would keep it concealed until the very last moment.

After listening to him, Hewinia fell into a brief contemplation.

Although she had known that Bai Wei had come for his Corpse Blocks, she had always thought that Bai Wei needed the wish of the Holy Sound Master.

But according to Bai Wei's description, it seemed that the process did not require the Holy Sound Master?

Hewinia directly posed the question to Bai Wei and then received his affirmation.

"That's right," Bai Wei said with a smile, "breaking the Sealing doesn't require facing the Holy Sound Master, just the opportunity presented by the ceremony. If I had to describe it, it's like a thief sneaking into the host's room to pick the lock while the host is busy with a party. It's dangerous too, but at least safer than outright burglary."

"I see," Hewinia nodded slightly, "and after obtaining the items?"

"We naturally leave this place."

"...leave this place?" Hewinia asked, "You mean leaving First Academy?"

"Of course not, are you pretending to be naive? After stealing someone's property... well, it is mine anyway, but thinking of sneaking around the owner's home is a bit too far-fetched," Bai Wei shrugged Hewinia's shoulders and said, "We'll be leaving Holy Sound, of course."

"Are we going to Lyra then?"

"Not really... do you think the world only consists of Holy Sound and Lyra in your mind?"

"Because I've only been to Lyra."

"I guess so," Bai Wei said with a smile, "Isn't that perfect? You can explore the outside world. Don't you long for such a life?"

"Should I?"

Hewinia's statement sounded argumentative at first hearing, but the doubt in her tone was genuine.

"Shouldn't you?" Bai Wei said, "No more bearing other people's faces, using other people's identities, or living in constant fear... Ah, that's still debatable, because once it comes to that, Holy Sound probably won't let you go, most likely they will send people to assassinate you. But running around the world must be better than hiding right under their noses every day."

After contemplating for a moment, Hewinia asked, "Will we ever come back?"

"Oh? You still want to return?" Bai Wei raised her eyebrows, "Do you still have attachments to this place?"

"I don't know," Hewinia said softly, "I just can't imagine the life you described."

"That's also true," Bai Wei noted, "Maybe only when the warm winds, free from ice and snow, blow on your face, will you truly understand what I'm talking about."

Hewinia pursed her lips; it seemed like she wanted to ask more, but in the end, she did not ask anything and simply nodded lightly.

Then she returned to the dormitory.

Right as she entered the door, she saw several girls crowded on the spiral staircase, playing notes with their Magic Wands, without receiving any response from the stairs.

Was there a malfunction with the staircase?

This thought had just emerged in her mind when a somewhat familiar female voice sounded from behind her.

"Don't worry, the problem is with the tuner on the fifth floor; your floor is not affected."

Hewinia turned around and saw Anita, whom she had briefly encountered before.

"Miss Anita," Hewinia immediately bowed, "Good evening."

Anita waved her hand: "Don't call me teacher, I'm just a dorm manager here, well..."

She looked Hewinia up and down and then said with a smile.

"It seems you're adapting pretty well."

"Yes," Hewinia nodded, "I'm getting used to life here."

Ever since she learned about Anita's note, Hewinia had wanted to know more about this dorm manager, but never had the chance.

Throughout the week, aside from the day she arrived, Hewinia hadn't seen her again, and Molly knew very little about her, making Hewinia feel like she was shrouded in a layer of mystery.

She had to seize this opportunity.

Miss Hewinia thought to herself while asking, "Did you just say there's a problem with the tuner on the fifth floor?"

"Mhm, yes," Anita nodded. "It's not just been a day or two. A month ago, his notes' resonance started slowing down."

"Slowing down?" Miss Hewinia was surprised. "Why is that?"

"Because he's dying."

Miss Hewinia's surprise turned into shock.

"Although other explanations exist, that's the underlying reason," Anita explained. "Do you remember the kite analogy I mentioned to you before?"

"I do remember."

"So you can understand it as if the tuner's string is about to snap. His kite is flying farther and farther away, and it's become increasingly difficult to pull it back," Anita said. "That's why his resonance is slower each time; that's the reason."

Miss Hewinia opened her mouth, and after a moment, stutteringly asked, "So we're just watching?"

"Of course not," Anita shook her head. "We're already looking for a new fifth tuner."

"...Ah?"

Anita looked at Miss Hewinia. "I know what you're going to say, but sadly, only the tuner himself can awaken him, and if even he has lost control over his own soul, there's even less possibility. All we can do now is start looking for the next tuner."

"...Can we really find someone?" Miss Hewinia asked. "I mean no offence; I'm just wondering, can a new tuner really replace him immediately after the previous one has just died?"

"Of course, fifteen people have already come to apply."

Miss Hewinia was even more shocked.

Anita smiled as she watched Miss Hewinia. "Are you surprised?"

"Indeed," Miss Hewinia honestly replied.

"I can understand, especially since Miss Hewinia hasn't been here for long."

"Does it have something to do with time?"

"In a way," Anita said. "The longer one stays here, the more likely one is to sense that most holy, most pure beauty. Like a moth drawn to a flame, despite knowing the danger, it still flutters towards it... There are some things that transcend life and death."

"Is that so?" Miss Hewinia nodded, not fully understanding, and then asked, "Miss Anita, have you also seen such a fire?"

"Indeed," Anita said with a smile. "When I was still in the Seed District and knew nothing, I saw such a fire, and it was that fire that guided me here. Likewise, I am willing to give up everything for that fire."

That fire...was she referring to the Principal?

Miss Hewinia was about to ask further when suddenly there was a vibration from the staircase. She instinctively turned to look and saw the staircase of the fifth floor slowly extending like a spiral staircase.

The notes still resonated.

"After such a delay, it seems his time is indeed running short," Anita said softly, then turned to look at Miss Hewinia and smiled, "Miss Hewinia, are you free tomorrow? Someone would like to have afternoon tea with you."

Miss Hewinia's attention was still on the staircase, and she casually asked, "Who?"

"Principal Ulysses."

...

The elderly gentleman watched the setting sun slowly descend, squinting his eyes as if drifting off to sleep.

Until footstep sounds emerged behind him.

"Principal, Miss Hewinia has accepted," Anita softly said.

"...Has she? That's wonderful."

Principal Ulysses slowly closed his eyes.

"Seven Notes."

"I already...can't wait."