When Angel had been very, very young, he had heard Jon mention that truly beautiful art always left people with a sense of unfulfilled longing and lingering echoes at the moment it ended.
And now, as "Black Sheep Confession Song" came to an abrupt close, as he watched the priest and the Heavenly Cathedral buried together in a sea of fire through the lens of art, Angel felt that same sense of lingering incompleteness.
Even though Angel had not witnessed the entire performance and had only arrived before the final movement, merely hearing this last chapter still left an immensely powerful aftertaste.
"Luigi's performance has improved again..." Angel murmured softly.
Back at Shoke's Haunted House, Luigi's performance had not yet reached this level. But now, even Angel, who had heard "Black Sheep Confession Song" many times, could empathize with it.
This was not an improvement in technique, but a sublimation of emotion.
Angel had once seen a comment about singing on the Holographic Tablet: "No technique, only emotion." Yet Luigi's performance this time not only had "nothing but emotion," it also possessed "technique so natural it left no trace."
Even by Angel's standards of appreciation, this performance was far, far better than "Spirit Soaring," "Night Sparrow's Dancing Rhapsody," and "Three Chapters of Sbro"...
He just wondered what ranking Uriel would assign to this performance.
Angel turned his gaze toward Uriel.
But the instant he saw Uriel's expression, Angel froze.
Uriel's expression was far too strange.
His eyes shimmered with tears that continuously slid down his face, yet his expression was utterly indifferent.
The tears and that calm, cold expression seemed separated by a barrier, existing in two entirely different worlds.
At first, Angel was rather puzzled, but he quickly realized what had happened.
Uriel's... Dreamseeing state had disappeared.
Uriel must