CHAPTER 70

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The sound was short, but it came through clearly.

As that short note rang through the cold cellar, everyone's faces lifted as one to look at its source.

"Wow...! A sound! A sound came out properly!!"

It was Finne, the girl holding the flute, who raised a cry in happiness.

Her face was a mixture of shock and pure, unbridled joy. It was as if she really couldn't believe that she had made that sound herself.

"That's amazing, Finne! I always knew you could do it!"

Otto was the first to give praise as Finne yelled in excitement. Otto, just like Finne, was practicing with a wind instrument. The sound Finne had made was like a beacon of hope to him, since he was still struggling with his oboe.

"Nice going. That flute really sounded nice, huh?"

Dieter clapped his drumsticks together instead of his hands. The sound they had just heard from Finne's flute was nothing like what they had heard up until now, which were more like the sounds of a dying cat caught in a pipe.

"Congratulations, Finne."

Verrat clapped her hands to match Dieter's sticks. When she finished, the corners of her lips bent in a subtle smile that suited her perfectly.

"Finne, that was fantastic! Maybe you're actually a musical genius!?"

Yet, even Verrat and Dieter's applause was drowned out by Victor's enthusiastic shout. Somehow, he seemed even happier about it than Finne.

Those young musicians kept excitedly praising Finne, even cheering her name. Finne hugged her flute tightly as she smiled bashfully, her cheeks a deep shade of pink. Still, the applause kept coming. The happy cheers echoing around the cellar.

And yet...

"All she did was play one note!"

Camilla yelled at the joyous young musicians who were close to rioting over a single little sound.

All that Finne did was blow correctly on the flute once. What's more, it was little more than a short peep.

Though it's true that they hadn't been able to make a proper sound at all up until now, that everything that came out of their instruments had been akin to musical torture, but they had gathered to play music, songs. Despite that, they were going wild with joy over just one measly note.

Otto could barely make a sound, whilst Victor hadn't figured out how to tune his violin. Dieter didn't know how to adjust his power to hammer out notes on his drums and Verrat had no idea how to sing from her stomach. In fact, Finne was the only one who had made any progress at all, even if it was just a single sound. That might be the case, but...

"There is still a long way to go..."

Standing alone, Camilla rubbed her temples.

A few days prior. Ever since encountering Klaus on that snow swept balcony at night, Camilla had been making frequent trips to that underground cellar.

She had various reasons to go, but first and foremost amongst them was the same reason that Klaus also went there. He wanted to teach those five musical rebels just how to play properly.

"I've more or less got a feel for all the instruments."

Just like Klaus himself had claimed, he was quick to learn anything. She wouldn't go as far as to say he could play in a band straight away, but he was definitely already a decent musician. With his skills as they were, he would definitely be able to teach a complete amateur a thing or two.

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