I am no longer human!

Chapter 27 He's the only one in the whole world

Sean, the magician who is also the judge of the Seven Deadly Sins trial at Babylon Academy, is caught in a dilemma.

Setting the final duel as a musical event was undoubtedly an offense to Damian, who was not musically inclined.

But if they hadn't done that, Damian would most likely have won.

If that happens... seven losses in a row, the crazed Gremory family might actually dare to fight Babylon Academy. If that happens, it will have far-reaching consequences, and the entire Ring of Pride and even the Seven Rings of Hell could be engulfed in war.

This is too much trouble for Sean to handle.

At that moment, a voice that he knew and revered so deeply suddenly rang in Sean's mind.

The magician shuddered, then immediately made a decision in his mind.

"I hereby declare that the sixth and final duel of the Seven Deadly Sins will be a musical one, to be held in the academy auditorium. You may play music or sing, and the outcome will be decided by the reactions of everyone present," Sean announced loudly.

Damian, who was resting with his eyes closed, was so shocked by these words that he almost jumped up from the ground.

The black-haired boy suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the magician with an incredulous look.

Damn it, how could you not know? I've never even taken an extracurricular class, how would I know anything about music!

Faced with the black-haired boy's angry gaze, Sean could only shrug with a wry smile, looking utterly helpless.

...

The college auditorium, a large hall that can easily accommodate tens of thousands of people, was packed to capacity.

This is the final round of the Seven Deadly Sins trial for the two devils, "Pride" and "Lust." "Pride" has won the previous six rounds, and if it wins another one... it might just trigger a war throughout the entire Ring of Pride.

Such an exciting event would be incredibly tempting to any devil, even more so than a hot female devil stripping naked.

Not only were all the first-year demon freshmen present, but also the older students and some of the academy's teachers.

"Hey, did you guys receive that text message?"

"received."

"I received it too. As expected of Gremory, they are so generous."

Shh, keep it down, don't tell anyone.

...

As time passed, the thousands of sparkling crystals on the dome gradually dimmed, plunging the once brightly lit auditorium into darkness.

Step, step, step.

Accompanied by footsteps, a beam of white light suddenly tore through the darkness and shone onto the platform.

In the center of the beam of light stood a handsome blond boy dressed in a dark blue suit, holding a violin.

His long, golden hair shimmered like sunlight in the beams of light, his azure eyes were so clear they were almost transparent like lake water, and his face, more handsome than a woman's, was sculpted with perfect contours by light and shadow, making him breathtakingly beautiful.

The demons were stunned, even their breathing became cautious, for fear of disturbing the performance of the "beauty" on the stage.

"The essence of music is to move people's hearts. This new student is enough to move people's hearts with just his appearance, which undoubtedly shows that he has a superior talent that surpasses countless demons on the road of music."

"After all, he is that person's son."

Two teachers from the Babylonian Academy spoke in hushed tones.

As the two were talking, the blond boy on the stage slowly began his performance.

...

Raphael rested the violin on his left shoulder, gently pressed his chin against the chin rest, closed his stunningly blue eyes, and lightly placed the bow on the strings with his right hand.

The next moment, the bow fell.

Linglingling.

A series of melodious notes, like flowing water, emanated from the violin.

The music was as gentle as the first breeze of dawn blowing across the lake, or like a glistening dewdrop sliding off a petal, creating ripples on the surface of the lake.

The melody of this piece is not difficult, it can even be described as simple, but under Raphael's playing, every note seems to tap on the listener's tender heart.

The boy's body swayed slightly with the melody of the music, his hair shimmering like scattered gold in the beam of light.

His left-hand fingers roamed the neck of the instrument, pressing the strings, sliding, vibrato... every movement was as graceful and natural as water flowing downhill, while his right hand and wrist softly moved the bow stick, drawing long, legato bows on the strings.

There was not a sound in the auditorium. Tens of thousands of demons held their breath, their eyes fixed on the only figure that was shining.

They listened with rapt attention, and a radiant smile appeared on their faces without them even realizing it.

Raphael was completely unaware of this; he kept his eyes closed, his world consisting only of his violin and the imagery of the piece—the girl lying on the spring grass, brighter than the spring sunshine.

At this moment, Raphael was neither anyone nor the son of Gimonli; he was simply a performer who poured all his emotions into the notes.

Linglingling...

As the music ended, the bow slowly left the strings, hovering in mid-air for a long time before being put down.

Raphael slowly opened his eyes, his azure pupils shining brightly in the beam of light. He looked down at the silent auditorium, bowed slightly, and gave an elegant greeting.

Whoosh!

The next moment, cheers, applause, praise... all kinds of positive voices flooded the entire auditorium like a tsunami.

"Amazing! No wonder he's that man's son. I've never heard such beautiful music before!"

"It felt like lying on a grassy field in spring and taking a wonderful nap."

"I think I'm reminded of my gentle yet talkative first love."

"The victor of this duel will surely be Lord Raphael!"

"Yes, Raphael was taught by that master. How could Damian possibly compare in music?"

...

The demons were overjoyed and unanimously agreed that Raphael was the victor of the duel.

"The piece you just played was 'Für Elsa,' a beginner's violin exercise. It's amazing that you could play it so beautifully, even though it's a beginner's piece. It's an incredible talent."

"If it's him, he could very well replicate that person's achievements in the future, conquering a small world with just one piece of music."

Caroline and Melchior, the two devilish teachers, sat together and talked.

"Even someone as talented as Raphael was only ranked in the 'Lust' category by the headmaster this year. I'm getting more and more excited about this year's freshmen."

"At least for now, what I look forward to most is Damian's music, which will surely captivate the demons just as much."

...

After Raphael left, it was Damian's turn.

Tapping.

The black-haired boy walked up to the platform with his head down, staring at his toes, seemingly lost in thought.

The light and shadow fell on him, and he stood alone in the light in the darkness, looking so lonely, as if he were the only person in the whole world.

Thousands of eyes were fixed on him from below the stage.