Reset Life with Infinite Talents - Chapter 138
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Infinite Talent Reset Life Episode 138
Order of Pope Saint Sylvester.
It is a knightly order created by Gregory XVI, the last pope and 245th pope in Catholic history to be appointed cardinal without receiving episcopal ordination.
Like other papal knightly orders that are directly under the pope, it is a papal order with the pope as its head.
‘But they didn’t just stay in the Holy See.’
Like the other knightly order created by Gregory XVI, the Order of Pope Saint Gregory the Great, the Order of Pope Saint Sylvester was established to honor those who made military contributions in the Papal States or served for the Papal States.
Military.
That’s right. By Gregory XVI’s command, they took the lead in oppressing many people.
The medal worn on their chest was the highest honor, and because it meant being knights of God, they followed the commands of Gregory XVI, called one of the worst popes, without a moment’s hesitation.
‘Still, they knew they were being criticized.’
Therefore, they always lived under strict discipline, imposed discipline on new members receiving medals, and strived not to show any weakness.
Because they were knights of God.
They always sharpened their swords of faith in silence.
“Then I’ll be going now.”
“May the Lord’s blessing always be with you on your path.”
In the diocesan office, Cardinal Levada makes the sign of the cross over Johann’s head.
“Amen.”
As Johann bows his head and leaves, the bishop lets out a hollow laugh.
“How does he know those ceremonial movements?”
As modern industrialization progressed and many people stopped seeking God, the Catholic Church tried to abandon its old-fashioned ways.
That’s why movies like ‘Sister Act,’ ‘The Man from Earth,’ and ‘Jesus Christ Superstar’ could be made.
Something unimaginable in the distant past.
Ceremonies were part of that too.
Rigid ceremonies with much to learn.
They had rehearsed a few days ago, but that was merely to understand the ceremony’s proceedings, not to learn the old-fashioned ceremonial movements.
Honestly, even in the Archdiocese of Los Angeles, neither the bishop nor Cardinal Levada knew all those movements, so they couldn’t properly teach them.
Yet today, Johann perfectly performed the ceremonial movements in the old style that they had only seen in books.
“Currently, only a very few in the Holy See, only the brothers who study the past, fully know these things…”
Because of them, ceremonies like papal inaugurations or priestly ordinations can be properly conducted, but even these have had most gestures deleted in modern times.
What could this possibly mean?
If such research priests had come to LA, they would have been the first to notice.
“God must have really sent down an angel.”
“Your Eminence.”
“Otherwise, how could we explain today’s events?”
It wasn’t just about the ceremonial movements.
The faith that surged from Johann’s entire being.
The heavy and sharp presence that was definitely not befitting a 16-year-old.
Because of this, Cardinal Levada unconsciously performed the old ceremonial movements he had learned as education long ago and had almost forgotten.
“…Yes. It was like watching exorcist priests.”
Exorcist priests who travel the world today to cast the demons that crawled up to this earth back down to the depths below.
Johann’s presence was very similar to the aura they emanated.
“Moreover, you heard, didn’t you?”
About Boeing purchasing the technology for Starlight, the dream new material Johann invented.
Too many talents for one person to possess.
“Let’s watch over him.”
And help when he struggles.
That’s what clergy should do.
“Sigh. I understand. I’ll arrange it that way.”
Cardinal Levada nodded, and the bishop who had given his regards left the diocesan office.
“At least we saved face.”
Face regarding the forceful push for the knightly medal award.
Now no one could raise objections about this matter.
He smiled and headed to his desk.
* * *
Wolf Boy restores 200-year-old hymn!
Teenager star acquires papal knighthood!
Young genius resumes activities! How far will he go!
Holy See states: It was sufficiently worthy achievement!
Call him Sir Johann Jefferson from now on!
What are the benefits of papal medals?
Scholars, to California! We’ll study the 200-year-old hymn!
“Hey! Johann! Look this way!”
Click!
Paparazzi who secretly followed and suddenly thrust cameras forward.
Johann waves his hand toward them.
“Huh?”
“Let’s establish our rules first.”
He won’t refuse photo-taking, so they’re setting rules to follow between them.
“Pfft! Rules?”
“No approaching within 10 feet, no excessive pursuit, no entering roads to find good angles, no obstructing people’s passage.”
Flinch!
The paparazzi who had been laughing dismissively as if to say ‘go ahead and babble, you think you’re the first kid like this’ suddenly had strange expressions.
“You know my routine, right? I won’t complain about photo-taking, so let’s follow what we should follow. Okay?”
“…Then what will you do for us?”
“Scoops.”
When there are scoops like this investiture ceremony, he’ll inform them first.
“Except when I have to maintain confidentiality due to contractual obligations.”
Only to you four.
“Deal?”
“…Deal!”
You’d be a fool not to take this.
Because scoop photos sell for several times more than daily photos.
“Good. Then pay up.”
“What?!”
“One dollar per photo of me. I’ll use it for good causes, so hand it over, you demons.”
“Ugh. When you call us demons, it really feels that way…”
“Isn’t it true?”
How many people had quit their activities or committed suicide because of paparazzi?
At Johann’s cold gaze, the paparazzi grimace but obediently hand over 10 dollars each.
Johann’s unusual behavior of demanding photo fees from paparazzi could itself become interesting news material, so they accept without complaint.
“I’ll use it for good causes. Keep up the good work.”
“Make sure to call us when you go to strip shows!”
“Puhahahaha!”
Johann raises his middle finger as he enters Rocky Management and hands the money he just received to Rick Bottom.
“Well done.”
“Really?”
Rick Bottom nods his head.
In America, paparazzi often invade privacy and create conflicts with celebrities. Some receive criticism for reckless photography, and they’re sometimes mocked as demons who sold their souls for money.
How many people have suffered because of paparazzi who sometimes even break laws to take photos worth a few dollars to thousands of dollars per shot.
Even the great actor Leonardo DiCaprio and former presidents couldn’t escape the clutches of paparazzi.
But Johann had negotiated with them so easily.
‘How on earth?’
“They’re people too.”
While there are many paparazzi who cross the line excessively, they are also human.
People who can’t help but be moved when someone worries about their safety.
“Actually, they don’t persistently dig into people who genuinely care about paparazzi’s well-being.”
There are many ways to make paparazzi give up on their own.
Like always wearing the same clothes, moving only on the same routes every day, and eating only the same menu.
Then eventually, paparazzi who can’t take special photos have no choice but to fall away, but the problem comes after that.
‘When a big incident hits me.’
Whether achieving great success or something happening to family.
In such situations, the paparazzi who had fallen away come rushing back with their eyes rolled back.
Since they’re already beings who tried to screw them over, they have no reservations.
But their reaction is very different toward people they’re usually friendly with.
If it’s something sad, they grieve together; if it’s something happy, they celebrate together.
They never forcefully shove cameras in their faces.
“Because they’re people too?”
“That’s right.”
That’s why he’s trying to build rapport.
Rapport, meaning the mutual trust relationship that forms between people.
“If Rick doesn’t like it, I’ll think of another method.”
“…No. It’s excellent.”
As always, a wise appearance that doesn’t match his age.
“Understood. I’ll also act accordingly from now on.”
First, something to drink.
“I’ll be back.”
“Take care.”
He doesn’t know what he’s trying to do, but he’s moving to help with what he just said.
He couldn’t interfere.
“Sir Jefferson!”
“Haha!”
The moment he greets the joking people and opens the CEO office door.
“So in my time…”
“Don’t you have beer?”
Old men sitting in front of Larry, murmuring.
‘I feel like I’ve seen this scene not too long ago…’
There are more people than during Will.i.am’s time, and they’re older too.
“Oh! The kid that Joe and Jimmy praised!”
“The kid who plays drums! Come here!”
“Ah, would old folks like us not know?”
“…That can’t be.”
The beings who first collaborated with a hip-hop group as a rock band, creating the genre of rap rock.
Though they received much criticism from orthodox rock and hip-hop fans for it, they were heretics and pioneers who continued to pioneer various rock genres as if they didn’t care.
Poets who played music that became the foundation of modern rock including nu-metal and inspired countless bands.
Legends, Aerosmith. It was them.
While thrills ran through his entire body, a question arose.
“But why did you come all the way here…”
This is Aerosmith.
Legends who could digest songs on their own without a composer’s interpretation.
Steven Tyler, who stood up, grins from ear to ear.
“Combining hymns and rock. Is it possible?”
“Oh…”
Eyes sparkling brightly as if holding a long-desired toy.
It seems they saw the knighthood ceremony article.
* * *
There are many combinations of hymns with other genres.
Black gospel, CCM, Catholic punk. And Christian metal.
A representative singer would be Stryper.
Legends who dominated an era with Christian metal like ‘To Hell With The Devil’.
There are many singers like Leonard Cohen who composed ‘Hallelujah’, The Thirsting, Bardon Lake, and others.
For movies, there’s ‘Sister Act’ and others. After that movie, it’s said that modern hymns are divided into before and after ‘Sister Act’.
“That’s probably not what you’re looking for…”
Johann’s dedicated work studio at Rocky Management.
Johann, sitting in a chair, furrows his brow.
‘If they wanted this type of song, there would be no reason to come all the way here.’
Because they too have sufficient capability and talent to pull it off.
Rather, a song more amazing than any existing song might emerge.
Because these are Aerosmith.
Because they’re pioneers who pioneered various rock genres.
At that moment, one thought, an absurd assumption, flashes through his mind.
“Don’t tell me… Gregorian chant?”
“Correct.”
All of Aerosmith, sitting closely together on the long sofa drinking cold beverages and touring the work studio, look at Johann with deep smiles.
Thump!
A shock that strikes his head hard.
An answer he had hoped against hope while asking the question.
“…Wow.”
‘This should be interesting?’
Johann’s eyes also began to sparkle brightly.
“Is it possible?”
Rocky Management’s external parking lot.
At Joe Perry’s words, Steven Tyler puts a cigarette in his mouth.
“Well.”
There have been quite a few attempts to combine Gregorian chant with specific genres.
Though there are no cases that could be called successful.
“Hey. There are a few. We have some too.”
“Do you really think that was successful?”
“…Ugh.”
A collaboration that made his whole body tingle at the time.
Fans, the public, and media were all greatly surprised.
But looking back at this age, that was just a blinding display of youthful vigor.
This much is enough.
We are indeed amazing.
It was just the self-gratification of inadequate fools.
Steven Tyler and the members smile bitterly as they light their cigarettes.
Click! Hiss!
“Phew. If that friend understands the essence of sacred music, there’s potential, but if not….”
He’ll be just like any other band.
Like those bands that just sing songs with lyrics borrowed from Bible verses.
“That friend accomplished the restoration of sacred music that we couldn’t do, couldn’t even think of, so let’s trust him once.”
“…It’s a shame. I wanted to talk with that friend about drums.”
“Can’t help it. It’ll take at least a few years, so be patient.”
Something that can’t be done in just a day or two.
That’s why they, Aerosmith, are leaving like this too.
“It feels like we’ll be lying in coffins first while waiting for completion! And it’s not drums, it’s guitar. The first instrument that friend picked up was guitar, buddy.”
“Guitar, that trivial thing you just pluck strings on. The real instrument of a band is drums!”
“Okay. Get in.”
“…How about leaving those idiots and barging into Joe Walsh’s house after so long? Since we’re all the way in LA.”
“Hmm. How about including that friend and holding a concert? Here in LA! We’re going to do it anyway?!”
“Oh, sounds good?”
They competed to get in the car and left the parking lot. Shortly after, people’s heads pop up from between the cars.
They look at each other, doubting their ears.
“Drums? Sacred music restoration?”
‘Aerosmith commissioned Johann Jefferson to compose?’
A rock legend to a 16-year-old kid.
A scoop. An incredible scoop at that.
Those who were hastily grabbing their phones all stop their movements without exception.
“W-we should ask first, right?”
“…That would be better, wouldn’t it?”
It hadn’t even been an hour since they made the deal, and they got such an incredible scoop.
With so many, countless scoops that would come from Johann in the future, they couldn’t recklessly announce this and ruin their relationship.
Having agreed on this, they extend their hands toward each other.
“How about we cooperate to drive away other paparazzi when they try to approach?”
“…Deal.”
They had to monopolize such a honey pot for themselves.
They entered Rocky Management with meaningful smiles.
* * *
“Good work.”
“Wash with warm water immediately, and finger massage….”
“Ah. I can’t hear you.”
“Your fingers aren’t yours anymore, Sophie!”
“I got it.”
Sophia Salonen waves her hand to stop her manager’s nagging, she who became one of America’s representative pianists, enters the mansion.
-Ave Maria-!
“Father?”
The speaker that doesn’t turn on unless she and her father Esa-Pekka Salonen are home.
“Why sacred music all of a sudden?”
Puzzled, she raises her lips and quickly heads to spaces where her father might be.
“What. Where are you?”
She checked the study and audio room, but Father wasn’t there.
In 2010, after leading the LA Philharmonic for one more year than originally planned, he mostly spent time in these two places.
She opens the piano room with a hopeful heart.
Then….
-Agnus Dei
Sacred music echoing through the high and wide piano room and the broad back of a young man.
“Jo… hann?”
“Shh.”
“…What do you mean shh!”
Startled, Sophia lunged toward the uninvited guest.
Thud!
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