Klaus didn't panic after reading the description, despite knowing he couldn't kill his next target using his weapons or skills. It was as though he was heading into his next battle unprepared, yet he felt ready.
"So this will be a battle of wits," Klaus muttered.
He could already tell the battle would involve deciphering the true nature of the music she would play and uncovering what compelled her to create such a benevolent tune with a malevolent intent.
The description portrayed her as a victim, making Klaus recall a mont from his past life when he killed the Fla Dragon to gain access to the ancestral grounds of the Chaos Fla Demon Dragons.
Back then, that dragon was far more perceptive than his friends, and Klaus had been forced to kill him. But it was only after the act that he discovered the dragon was one of the few genuinely good demons.
He blad himself for it at the ti, and now, seeing another good demon turned sinister stirred sothing deep within him. It felt like he finally had an opportunity to make things right.
"This ti, I have to do the right thing," Klaus vowed.
He then focused on the sentence that ntioned she had help from the distant future. The thought lingered briefly before he dismissed it, choosing instead to concentrate on his next battle.
He sighed and decided to enter the 8th trial.
Klaus was imdiately transported to a lush garden filled with an array of vibrant flowers. The scenery captivated him.
Everything about the garden was simply breathtaking.
Klaus moved through the lush garden until he arrived at a spot where a beautiful lady sat with a zither resting on her lap.
She had long blonde hair, green eyes, and two small greenhorns on her forehead, each adding a unique charm to her appearance. Klaus imdiately realized she had been waiting for him, but seeing her took him aback.
He could sense it...
'She has been waiting for for a long ti.'
To confirm his thought, the mont their eyes t, she smiled slightly. Klaus couldn't help but smile back as if they were old friends finally reuniting after eons.
"Hi," Syrith said, her voice soft, like a lady greeting her long-lost crush.
"Hi," Klaus responded almost instinctively.
He was puzzled.
Syrith was supposed to have a frown on her face—that was what he had expected. Yet, contrary to his assumptions, she held a warm smile.
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"No need to look puzzled," Syrith said calmly. "This is, as you said many years ago, a part of the process. I am simply doing what must be done at this very mont.
Also, don't hesitate to ask if you are wondering what I an by this. You will understand later. However, you should not assu this is not a part of the trial. If you fail, you will die."
Syrith's expression turned serious as she finished speaking.
"I see. Then what happens now?" Klaus asked, his voice steady.
"It's very simple: I will play a tune, and all you have to do is listen to the whole song without succumbing. I have to tell you, this is the most difficult trial you will face, so be ready," Syrith said.
Klaus nodded and quietly sat down. He sohow knew that what she said was indeed sothing hard to endure.
He might not know how he ca to understand this, but he knew sonic attacks were on the sa level as soul attacks and, in so cases, even more destructive.
"Go ahead, play a tune," Klaus said, ready to take on the eighth trial.
Syrith sighed, and then Klaus saw the look he had expected. A frown appeared on her face as she guided her hand to the strings of the zither.
Then her slender fingers plucked the first note, imdiately capturing Klaus's attention. Suddenly, he felt a change occur around him as the second note filled his ears.
His heartbeat slowed down, and a feeling of joy and happiness overwheld his senses. Then it happened—Klaus was pulled into the realm of music.
However, it wasn't what one might expect.
In music cultivation, when one gets imrsed in music, the realm of music allows one to beco one with the sound, and every note resonates with one's soul and mind.
In so cases, if nature is embedded in the music, those listening will be pulled into this realm where everything is real and fake.
In this case, Klaus was now pulled into a similar state. But this wasn't a fake reality but a reality made from mory.
It was Syrith's mory, and without even having to be told, Klaus knew what the trial was about. He would have to live through Syrith's mory and experience everything as an audience.
If he managed to live through everything and didn't die, he would pass the trial.
And so, Klaus began witnessing Syrith's life.
She was a person born into battle. She entered the world on a battlefield, and just minutes after her birth, her mother was killed by an enemy soldier.
Fortunately, she was rescued, and from there, her journey began. Klaus, with his imnse ntal strength, was unaffected by this harsh scene, but he couldn't help feeling pity for her.
As Syrith grew up, her life began to take shape. At the age of 16, she discovered her love for music. Inspired and determined, she joined a sect devoted to the Art of Music.
With ti, she improved her craft. Her talent did not go unnoticed, and her brilliance began to shine. She wasn't soone who could easily be ignored—her beauty and charm captivated everyone, regardless of gender.
Syrith's rise was swift. She gained recognition, made many friends, and each week hosted a music session within her sect where she played cheerful tunes that lifted everyone's spirits.
Eventually, she was recognized as a Core Disciple of her sect and was sent to a much larger sect, one entirely dedicated to music.
At this point, Klaus found himself smiling. Everything he witnessed so far was filled with joy and happiness.
Syrith's journey was far more vibrant and inspiring than he had anticipated, and it was a pleasure to watch.
However, unbeknownst to Klaus, he inadvertently created a vulnerability by allowing himself to revel in the joy and happiness of what he was seeing. The Music of Death was now quietly infiltrating his subconscious, subtly invading his mind.
But he didn't know that.
He was imrsed in the music, so much so that he didn't even notice when sothing dangerous started happening to his body.
However, he continued to listen as the music slowly influenced his mind.
Many years passed in the mory he was seeing, and before he knew it, he had witnessed 57 years of Syrith's life.
He saw how she thrived in the new sect she was sent to, how seriously she took her cultivation, and how much she loved herself and cared for her body.
Klaus saw everything, and the more he watched, the happier he beca. He was being influenced slowly, but he didn't know it.
Klaus spent over 70 years witnessing Syrith rise to the peak of Music Cultivation.
But everything changed when she left the sect and began using her music to make people happy. It was also when she chose to walk the path of Purity.
If only she had known her life was going to end in the most grueso way possible...She would have listened to her master and stayed forever in the sect.
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