Throne of Magical Arcana

Hearing what Lucien said, Lilith didn't feel that something was wrong, and she said cheerfully but with a little shyness: "We plan to listen to your concert by Mr. Evans and leave after the music festival in Alto. Anyway, the time And..." She suddenly realized that she was revealing something she shouldn't, so she hurriedly shut up.

Sarah, who was on the side, also felt that something was wrong, and looked at Lucien with a little seriousness: "Mr. Evans, all the people who came to Alto during this period of time came to participate in the music festival, and so did we. Why are you wondering about us? Are you still in Alto?"

He asked subconsciously, and he wanted to bite off his tongue when he finished speaking. If Lucien really saw something from the documents, wouldn't it be equivalent to making a confession by asking himself this way? !

"Hehe, I think you brothers and sisters came to the 'Browns' manor to ask me to interpret the manuscript despite the city gate being closed, and I thought you were in a hurry." Lucien turned his thoughts and found a good reason to explain. I was really too careless just now, and subconsciously asked the doubts in my heart, but if I didn't know that the document was related to a relic that was about to be opened, why would I be surprised that the Sara brothers and sisters didn't leave? !

"Sometimes knowing too much makes it easy to say the wrong thing!" Lucien self-criticized.

Lilith obviously believed this explanation. At that time, her brother and sister were really eager, so they happily replied half-truth: "Because we like you Mr. Evans very much, so we are anxious to see you. Hehe, Mr. Evans, just now The melody you played is so beautiful, like a dreamlike natural beauty..."

After chatting relaxedly on the street for a while, Sara always felt a little uncomfortable facing Lucien who had deciphered the manuscript. It was taken.

Watching the backs of their brother and sister disappear into the crowd, Lucien nodded slightly: "The time of entering that magic relic is very consistent with my inference."

"But did I meet them by chance today, or did they appear on purpose?"

In Alto, under the control of the church, Lucien couldn't help but be cautious and full of doubts about anything involving magic.

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Lucien, who had restrained his own greed, quickly forgot about the magic relics and continued to wander around with Ivan, sometimes enjoying a symphony in this concert hall, sometimes listening to an opera in that theater, sometimes Join some music games, live very comfortable and comfortable.

When evening came, Joel and Alisa returned with satisfaction and finished Lucien's "nanny" work. After dinner, the few of them walked to the Municipal Square together.

The usually empty and deserted municipal square is now full of people, and even the nearby streets are congested, as if all the living creatures in Alto have gathered here.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the church will use magic circles to form a huge transparent "crystal wall" in the center of the municipal square, and through this crystal wall floating in mid-air, citizens can see and hear the chant hall The state of the stage.

"A lot of people!" Ivan exclaimed in an exaggerated tone unique to children.

The front is simply a sea of ​​human bodies. Although they are wearing clothes of various colors, in Ivan's view, they are completely black.

Joel shook his head with a helpless smile: "We'll just wait here, anyway, the 'Crystal of God' can be seen in the entire administrative area."

"No, of course, the closer you are to enjoying the concert in the chant hall, the clearer it is!" Alisa denied the decision to stop, and was about to use her weight to crush and open a path.

Lucien stopped her with a smile: "Aunt Alisa, I will take you to a good place where you can enjoy the concert in the chant hall to the maximum."

"Oh, where is it?" Ivan asked curiously.

Lucien pretended to be mysterious and didn't answer. He led Joel's family into a remote street, and then walked around to the other side of the municipal square.

Soon, a five-story classical and heavy-style building appeared in front of my eyes.

"City hall?" Joel seemed to understand something, and smiled meaningfully. He has always been concerned about Lucien's marriage.

Lucien smiled and shook his head: "Phyllis' father, Mr. Urban, is the clerk of the city hall. He invited us to the top floor of the city hall to enjoy the concert in the chant hall."

With status, there are connections, and with connections, many things become easier.

At the back door of the city hall, Phyllis, who was wearing a crimson dress, was already waiting there.

The seats in the chant hall are limited, and there are many distinguished guests from other countries, so even nobles like Urban and Phyllis were not invited, and inside the Musicians Association, there are only famous and authoritative musicians Only those who are eligible to enter, such as Victor who successfully entered the ranks through the last concert.

As the music advisor of the future Grand Duchess, Lucien was also invited, but he excused himself to accompany his uncle's family and did not go to the chant hall. After all, tonight's concert is the theme of mass and hymns. I don't know how many priests, The bishop and cardinal were going to attend, and Lucien, who had a ghost in his heart, of course avoided it if he could.

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At eight o'clock in the evening, a faint halo lights up in the center of the municipal square, sacred and vast.

The Alto citizens and outsiders who witnessed this scene buried their heads deeply, praying and praising quietly, this is the majesty of the Lord, this is the power of the Lord!

Lucien did not act independently, and bowed his head in prayer like them, full of curiosity and awe at the majestic power contained in the halo:

"The power of magic comes from nature, so where does the power of divine art come from? If there is a god, why did the church split? I don't know when I will be able to have such a powerful strength..."

The halo became brighter and brighter, gradually solidified and transparent, like a huge crystal wall, and no matter from which angle you looked at the crystal wall, you could directly see the stage of the chant hall through it.

The choir of the golden cathedral was already standing neatly there.

"Ah, pious ones..."

The clear, beautiful, powerful and high-pitched singing sounded along with the music. It was so wonderful and incomparable, just like the chant from an angel.

The choir is full of eunuch singers. Due to being castrated before puberty, physiological changes have occurred, and the clear and high-pitched singing voice is better than that of women. They are the best hymn singers.

From the perspective of pure appreciation, Lucien listened quietly to the hymns and masses, etc., and had to admit that many of the melodies in them were ethereal, quiet, and soul-penetrating, which he could not perform.

Of course, the church more or less used the power of the magic circle to make religious music more sacred and beautiful. After all, this is an excellent occasion to strengthen faith.

"Every time I listen to the hymns of the Alto Music Festival, I feel a trembling feeling. This is the voice of the Lord..." After the concert, the municipal square was still immersed in a sacred atmosphere, and it seemed very quiet. Phyllis Turning his head and sighing to Lucien, he also expressed deep worry and anxiety: "With such a concert as the beginning of the first day, there must be many people comparing your performance on the last day of Lucien. Even if Your concerts are already above the standard, as long as you don’t have such a high level, you will definitely be severely criticized.”

"Didn't fate already get the highest evaluation? With it, I don't think it will be much worse than this concert." Lucien smiled and looked at Phyllis, telling her not to worry.

Phyllis pursed her plump lips: "Lucien, you know I don't mean fate, but your solo piano pieces. Hey, I really don't know how you can be so calm, I feel very stressed, almost Can't breathe anymore."

"Miss Phyllis, the things that Lucien has experienced are more difficult and dangerous than you imagined. This is the calmness that life has brought to him." The guard soldier next to him interrupted and replied, it was John.

Although he was transferred to maintain law and order, he was under the care of Sir Wayne. He would be in charge of the top floor of the City Hall starting at 8 o'clock every night, so as not to miss the concert.

Phyllis nodded: "Well, I was too nervous. Lucien, don't be affected by my emotions, keep calm like this, even if there is a slight flaw, it won't affect your status, and your "Pathetique" score is excellent."

"Phyllis, don't you think the more you say this, the easier it is to make others nervous?" Lucien laughed.

Phyllis couldn't help but glared at Lucien.

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April 4th, eight o'clock in the evening.

Under Victor's strong request, Lucien sat in the chant hall.

"This may be President Christopher's last concert, it's best not to miss it." Victor next to him smiled wryly and said to Lucien, "If it wasn't for Phyllis and Lott, they are not qualified, I'm sure Let them come to the chant hall to appreciate it, Lucien, you really don't know how to cherish it."

Knowing Victor's kindness, Lucien could only reply jokingly: "Mr. Victor, don't you worry that after listening to President Christopher's flawless concert, I will experience huge and unbearable pressure, so that tomorrow the concert Will it fail?"

"You can say such a thing, I don't think I need to worry about your mentality in the face of pressure." After nearly nine months of getting along, Victor has a better understanding of Lucien's character. A sense of humor, "And your "Pathetique" piano piece has made great progress in the form and style of the previous sonatas, tending to perfect maturity. As far as I am concerned, this will be a transformational change in the history of the development of a sonata. music."

Worried about Lucien, Victor and Phyllis each asked for a copy to watch after knowing that he had confirmed the track and registered the score.

"However, many of the skills you used in the two pieces of music do not conform to the notation standards of previous piano pieces, and it is very difficult to play. I tried to play it again and found that it takes at least several months of practice to be barely fluent, so I'm worried that everyone won't accept it, and I'm worried that you'll make mistakes in your playing..." Victor was still very worried and nervous, and Lucien was his most proud disciple.

Just as Lucien was about to answer, a young man in his twenties walked up the aisle. He had black hair and brown eyes. He looked ordinary but had a good temperament.

"Mr. Victor, good evening." The man stopped in front of Lucien and Victor, and said hello, "This is my classmate Lucien Evans?"

Victor stood up with a smile and introduced: "This is my former student Marcus. After his tour, he began to serve as the palace music consultant of the Kingdom of Shaq. He just returned to Alto due to the music festival a few days ago."