Chapter 207 Requiem
Chapter 207 Requiem
Diana pouted and reluctantly undid the handcuffs for Chirawon herself. She never thought that she, Diana, would have to obey Chirawon's orders one day.
As she uncuffed Kiraon, she pretended to unconsciously look at Kiraon.
Just from this simple glance, Diana knew what Chirawong was thinking.
"Kiravon..."
Diana finally removed the handcuffs. "Has our friendship all these years been fake? All you've been coveting is the position of dean?"
"That's not the case. I've always been grateful to you and Dean Thornaby. Diana, when I become the dean of Wilshire Base, I will definitely treat you well."
"Who cares?" Shuoyue started to speak sweetly.
"Forget it, Diana. It's not worth getting angry over such a scumbag." Thirteenth Princess also began to comfort her good sister.
"No, you don't understand at all..."
Diana shook her head and began to recall her past with Chirawong in a hoarse voice.
The winter of Diana's sixth birthday was a bitterly cold winter. Two months of heavy snow nearly blocked traffic, forcing Dean Thornaby to organize the preparatory students to clear the snow every day.
Diana was strong enough at that time. She got out of bed early and joined the snow-sweeping team.
Diana ran happily in the snow, but unfortunately she was tripped by something.
When she stood up shakily, she found that it was a little boy about her age.
"That's when I first met Kiraon."
Diana's voice was filled with reminiscence of the past. "He told me that he lived in the 'Hero Village,' a village of war orphans. After the war, no one cared about the 'Hero Village,' and Chirawong almost froze to death..."
"It's better not to talk about that kind of thing."
Kiraon smiled awkwardly, "Diana, you got frostbite while trying to save me. We spent the entire winter together in the ward."
Diana felt very sympathetic when she learned about Chiraion's experience.
She made a pinky promise with Kiraon that they would be together forever and help Wilshire Base become a first-class monster base.
From then on, Chiraion became Diana's little follower.
Diana would take Chiaraw with her wherever she went, and wherever there was something of Diana, there would inevitably be something of Chiaraw as well.
At first, Chiaraon was always ostracized and bullied because of his identity as an outsider. The introverted Chiaraon would always cry alone. Fortunately, Diana stood up for him.
At the age of eleven, Diana and Chiraon both became preparatory students at the Wilshire Base with excellent grades. Chiraon even obtained the monster left behind by Collison - Mephisto.
On the same day, Kiraon promised Diana that he would assist Diana in becoming the new dean of Wilshire Base, and then together they would turn Wilshire Base into the number one monster master training base on Blue Star.
Until now...
After Dean Thornaby made his decision, the distinguished guests in the audience began to whisper among themselves, seemingly discussing the future of the Wilshire Base.
"Dadi, you just said that Chiraon inherited Dean Collison's monster plum cake...but why haven't I seen Chiraon summon it?"
In response to Bubulu's question, Diana's mouth twitched slightly.
"I told you, don't call me Dadi... Also, Chiraion's monster is Mephistopheles, not Plum Cake! Look, this flute is Mephistopheles!"
Seeing that Diana was a little angry, the Thirteenth Princess blushed and pulled Bubulu to her side and explained to him:
"Mephisto is an A-rank Psychic monster, known as the 'Magic Flute'! Only in its master's hands can the future be revealed."
"Yes."
Hearing this, a look of pride appeared on Diana's face.
"Mephisto was an A-rank monster during the time of my great-grandfather, Corison. However, due to Chiraon's current lack of strength, it has been demoted to C-rank. Mephisto's ability is Requiem, a mesmerizing tune that soothes the heart."
"As long as the master is willing, Mephisto can even hypnotize people... After Collison's death, Mephisto followed Collison's wishes and did not go mad or die. It has been silently guarding Wilshire Base at Collison's grave. Until one day, people discovered that Chiraon picked up Mephisto and began to play."
"At that time, Dean Thornaby said that Chiraon must have strong emotions in his heart, which is why he was chosen by Mephisto. Because the stronger the master's emotions, the more powerful the effect Mephisto can exert."
Strong emotions?
Yiyin seemed somewhat concerned. It seemed that strong emotions could create a resonance between monster and master, potentially even leading to an upgrade. Suzaku and her Quail Fire were a vivid example of this back in Alderaan.
There is no doubt that strong emotions are a double-edged sword. They can be a good medicine to awaken people's hearts, but they can also become prisoners of desire, playing the well-deserved "devil song".
Kiraon said nothing more. Monster and master had chosen each other. He knew the strong emotion in his heart and knew what he should do.
But some people don't think so.
"Letting Qilaong become the next dean is simply lip service!" Reporter A shouted.
Several gossip reporters discussed the matter for a long time and soon turned Chirawong's life story upside down.
"Yes! Qilaon has always followed Diana's lead. If he becomes the dean, wouldn't it be equivalent to the Wilshire family still controlling the Wilshire base?"
This is what reporter B said.
"Who knows when they'll get together! Judging by their affectionate behavior, they must have been together for a long time!"
This is what our reporter C said.
Diana and Qirawong's faces turned red and white, obviously they had greatly underestimated the level of gossip of these gossip reporters.
But Diana was still Diana after all. Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control again, she was about to stand up to stabilize the situation, but she saw that someone was one step faster!
Chiraion, he stretched out his hand to Diana - to be exact, to Mephistopheles that Diana had tied around her waist!
With Mephistopheles in hand, Chiraion played the Requiem without mercy.
A melodious flute sound slowly drifted by...
Everyone suddenly felt dizzy, as if their memories were being manipulated.
After a while, everyone finally woke up. Everyone's clothes were soaked with cold sweat, as if they had just had a nightmare.
"Listen carefully, Diana has a good temper and a kind heart - I'm not like her! I, Qirawong, only represent myself and have nothing to do with Wilshire Base! Anyone who opposes me, don't even think about leaving this valley... Do you understand?"
There was a dead silence in the stands. The candidates, guests, and gossip reporters all nodded in fear and trepidation.
Bubulu and the others were also stunned. They didn't expect that Qilaon would wipe out their base and Wilshire's base completely. They didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
"Kiraon!"
Diana gritted her teeth and said, "Don't go too far. How is your arbitrary behavior different from that of a dictator?!"
As Diana yelled, a white light flashed from Diana's brooch.
"Go ahead, Kulu!"
Following Diana's sharp shout, a monster with the body of a horse and the shape of a stag proudly appeared.
It was covered in shiny white fur, with a pair of huge horns on its proud head, and its four hooves paced powerfully back and forth on the ground.
But upon closer inspection, its limbs had not touched the ground at all, but were held up in the air by several gusts of wind, making it look majestic.
"It's so cool, Dadi's monster is actually hidden in the brooch. It's as cool as the Prajna Demon King in Huangquan!" Bubulu said with longing.
"I told you not to call me Dadi! You've called me that three times!" Diana was annoyed.
Selina's eyes lit up, and she diligently explained to Bubulu:
"This is the wind-elemental monster Koruru. But its appearance is slightly different from what's described in my monster encyclopedia. Apparently, it's been upgraded to Rank B. The gust of wind that swept us away when we first arrived at Wilshire Base was probably Koruru's fault!"
After finishing the explanation, Diana commanded Kululu to attack Chiraon.
"Wind Blade!"
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