239 – 1st Movement
Like the notes that filled the sheet music and the music that filled the concert hall, all kinds of sword energy flew towards Plan.
“Quiet.”
Flann blinked slowly and drew three lines in the air. A pure, blue line was engraved on the score, as if underlining a favorite phrase in any book.
“There will be no time for that!”
Viola raised her sword high and slashed her sword straight down with all her might. As if tofu is being cut, the six lines are exactly cut into six lines.
However, as if Plan had expected even that, as if he needed six lines from the beginning, he used them all.
Sssss—!
The six lines take the shape of a wedge.
Paang!
A wedge tightly woven with mana targets Viola’s vital points from as many as six directions. It was a simple blow, but Viola did not allow even that.
At the moment when those spikes are about to touch the skin, Viola’s sword pierces them for a split second and sends out a wave, pushing them all away.
“You are using shallow tactics. “Flan.”
And the moment you hit the wedge, it’s all over again. Viola’s countless sword strikes drive Flan.
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Even though there is an impact that can shake the entire stadium, there is no loud noise. Because the auditory elements of this space have long been beyond common sense.
‘Plan! ‘Look here!’
‘Flan.’
‘Flan?’
‘Flan~’
‘Please save me!’
‘Hey, that’s it!’
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Even though Flan has temporarily given up his hearing, he can still hear countless voices. The melody playing, which plunged his body into ecstasy, continued.
“This wasn’t a sound in the first place.”
“It’s not a sound, is it? “It’s just a sound that reaches your soul.”
“Ha.”
Flann burst into laughter as he received blows that would not be awkward even if explained with the word ‘infinite’.
It was a sight that made the spectators who were already concentrating on the game unable to even blink.
Viola’s symphony. As the series of blows that would crush a person to the point where not even his or her form is left continued, Flan suddenly burst into laughter, so there was a split-second moment where the melody was cut off.
However, even if it was only a moment, the important thing is that such a gap was created. Flann never missed that small gap.
Suk!
Floating his body like a feather in the air, Flan placed his hand on one of the scores engraved in the air.
“… !”
It was like a pianist putting his or her hands on the piano, filled with deep emotions, so the viola opened her eyes without realizing it.
‘What are you doing?’
Even if it looks like ordinary sheet music, it is a trap. Because each and every attack is an elaborate sword strike, the future in which you will be cut off if you raise your hand is too obvious.
Viola’s eyes looked at Flann’s hand, which instinctively intervened in the melody. Normally, it would have been normal for the hands to be ground apart, but something abnormal began to unfold.
Ting─.
A new sound began to emerge from the sheet of music where Plan placed his finger. It was definitely not the sound the viola intended, and it was a dissonant sound that ruined the entire flow.
“Oh my… !”
Veins stood vertically on Viola’s forehead.
This is the second thing about Plan being fine even when he puts his hand on the trajectory of his sword. First of all, she was angry that Flan had interfered with her own melody.
But once again.
Ting─!
The dissonance of the flan breaks the melody.
Because she is a viola who has studied melodies that will put people in ecstasy all her life, and because she has lived her life listening only to good sounds, these elements are fatally annoying.
“Ugh!”
In the end, Viola, unable to ignore the discomfort, retreated a little behind her.
Strictly speaking, the sound made by the viola’s sword strike is not a sound. Because it is transmitted directly to the cranial nerves, you have no choice but to hear it even if you give up your hearing.
However, because it was misused, the viola had no choice but to listen to the discordant sound.
“… “You’re lucky.”
Viola muttered, adjusting her posture.
‘Could it have been intentional in that short moment?’
The moment she realized how the viola’s sound was perceived, did she immediately take advantage of it? It’s a pity, but she didn’t have time to even think about it.
Bang!
As if telling her to focus on her own playing, Flann, who was still floating in the air, placed both hands on her sheet music.
After a while, the melody flows in a completely different direction.
“… ?”
Viola experienced countless battles in her life. In other words, she used her unique abilities to a great extent.
But.
She had never encountered a melody similar to her own.
Why are unique abilities unique abilities? It is a unique ability because it is unique as it is expressed. She had never faced attacks that were similar, let alone overlapping.
And this time, Flann seemed to have read Viola’s thoughts as she became more thoughtful.
Boom…. Boom! Boom!
The discord is getting louder.
An unpleasant sound that could only be thought of as noise, the kind that disturbs a person’s mind, got stuck in Viola’s head.
Even the ground of the stadium, which could not withstand the shock wave, had cracks that looked like spider webs.
“….”
Firstly, anger wells up in her at having arbitrarily interfered with her own melody, and secondly, a pain unlike anything she has ever experienced hits her as it is.
“It’s my melody!”
Viola started swinging the sword again. He was going to overwrite Flan’s sound with his own.
However.
Teeeing─
No matter how many melodies the viola creates, the sound of the flan does not disappear. It clearly existed, and it was clearly embedded in Viola’s mind.
“Don’t you dare intervene. Dare… !”
Viola swung her sword while clenching her teeth. By destroying her own melody entirely, she destroys all the sheet music that still existed in the air.
Quad Deuk!
The ground was already cracked here and there and debris was flying out due to the waves generated every time the sword was swung.
In such a situation, the viola began to create a melody again, step by step. If earlier it was a musical score that put the listener in ecstasy, this time it was different.
The audience each burst into laughter.
“The score is strange… !”
“No, can that be called sheet music?”
Even those who had not majored in music at all could instinctively know that the score was dangerous. This is because the score was just filled with notes without any rules.
“Ha…. Ha…. Ha ha ha….”
Viola took a deep breath and suddenly lowered her gaze. He didn’t allow a single attack, so every part of his body was fine, but strangely, his wrist holding the sword was shaking slightly.
Arms and hands are the most important parts of a swordsman.
No matter what happens, the tip of the sword must not be shaken. It is the most basic and most important thing….
As if he had made a decision, Viola raised his head again and looked at Flan. As expected, Flann retained his original appearance.
Pop.
A drop of sweat runs down Viola’s chin and falls to the floor.
If the expression ‘struggling’ had to be used for one of the two people here, it was very clear which one would be seen as struggling in the eyes of the people.
But Viola knew.
‘Compared to the beginning, my mana has become much lighter?’
Even though it may seem leisurely to people, you can’t fool Viola’s eyes. At least in Viola’s opinion, Plan was clearly not at his original skill level.
‘Are you only concerned about appearances?’
After my thoughts reached that point, the plan suddenly became funny. Viola seemed to have her energy rising from somewhere.
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“I’ve never done anything like this before….”
Viola smiled slightly, her face filled with evil.
“Only you will hear this. “I know it with honor.”
But that was then.
Tuk! Fight! Toad!
Mana began to take shape in the air.
If there was a cruel musical note hovering above Viola’s head, it was floating above Flan’s head in blue.
‘Is it sheet music? ‘No, no.’
I wondered if she was duplicating the score, but that wasn’t the case. The thing drawn above Flan’s head was a small pole.
It’s not even a magic wand, just a baton.
It was a bit absurd, so Viola continued her observation.
One, two…. Something additional floats over her head.
Viola soon understood what it was.
‘Musical instrument?’
Violin, piano, cello, oboe, horn, double bass, tuba…. The parade of musical instruments was endless.
It even takes the shape of a fan and, with the viola in front, resembles an orchestra.
Sigh.
“This could be quite fun.”
Muttering quietly, Flann quietly picked up the baton.
The movement of slowly raising your hand…. Beautiful.
“Playing this kind of song doesn’t really suit my taste, but…. “I can’t help it.”
Even then, Viola didn’t really understand Plan’s words.
Playing? What? Even if you play something, which one?
“1St movement.”
The moment Flan muttered that.
Babam─.
The viola’s score began to be played by Flan’s hand.