Throne of Magical Arcana

——Congratulations to Gu Yichuan for becoming the thirteenth alliance leader ~ Thank you very much.

It's the end of the month, and there will be more updates in the next two days. Even if there are other things that are delayed, I will make up for it on the weekend, er!

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Aalto Musicians Association, inside Victor's office.

Victor, who had calmed down from the excitement of the return of the proud student after a long absence, chatted with Lucien about the customs and folk music of various parts of the mainland, and the atmosphere was harmonious and joyful.

"Very good, very good! Lucien, you have learned a lot from this trip." After the exchange, Victor was not stingy with his praise and joy, because it was obvious that Lucien had good insights into folk music and so on. and absorption.

Because Victor himself has also toured and held concerts in various countries on the mainland, Lucien described his itinerary as arriving at the Storm Strait from the central and south of the mainland, and then he suddenly had a certain idea about the folk music in this area, so he went the same way. Return, and settle down to study for a long time. Lucien did not lie that he came back from the southern part of the mainland or the northern part of the Holy Hiertz Empire, the Kingdom of Syracuse, etc., which would be easy for Victor to see his flaws.

Lucien didn't show any restraint in front of his teacher. He nodded and smiled and said, "Actually, the folk music in many places is very good, with its own unique style, which is worth absorbing into our music creation."

"This is part of what we call music accumulation. If you don't go out often, look, listen, and always stay in Alto, it is easy to become rigid in thinking and repeat the music. Of course, the precipitation and burst of emotion is music. Accumulate the most important part.” Victor expounded his own ideas, he did not hide anything from Lucien, and taught him selflessly, “Also, Lucien, you have made up for all the problems in your music foundation, which shows that you have been in the past three years. hard work and persistence."

Three years ago, no matter how good Lucien's memory was and how strong his physical coordination was, it would be difficult to perfectly master the basics of music in less than a year, and he could only act like a talented musician. In normal communication, Lucien has no problem talking with ordinary musicians and musicians, but when encountering musicians of the level of Christopher and Victor, it is inevitable that there will be omissions. Fortunately, they were generous elders, and they knew that Lucien had not been learning music for a long time, so they didn't blame him, and pointed out and corrected him casually.

During the journey, in Allinge's life, in addition to the study and research of arcane and magic, Lucien spent at most half a day a week instructing apprentices, and spent the rest of the time using music to entertain and relax himself.

This kind of situation is not uncommon among magicians. Although concentration is the first condition for success, sometimes the learning and research of magic needs to endure boring, and sometimes it is easy to immerse yourself in it, and you will not be able to return to the "real world". Reconciling hobbies, mental breakdown and being different from ordinary people are possible, so most arcanists have different ways to relax, for example, "Hand of Annihilation" is an excellent oil painter, an outstanding playboy .

Just when Lucien was about to answer, there was a polite knock on the door, light and rhythmic, without rush.

As a student, Lucien stood up, walked to the door, and opened the door.

"President Christopher?" Lucien was surprised to see that it was a "living music legend" who appeared by the door.

Obviously much older, and the wrinkles began to deepen, Christopher still shaved his beard cleanly like when he was young. He smiled kindly: "Lucien, welcome back."

"Mr. President, why are you here?" Lucien still used the familiar address, even though the real president is now Othello.

Christopher laughed and said: "I was waiting for you, a young man, to visit me, an old man, but I didn't see you coming after waiting for a long time, so I had to find it myself. I am very curious about your experiences and new experiences. music."

Compared with three years ago, Christopher seems to be more lively and humorous, with a feeling of getting older and younger.

"I plan to visit you after talking with Mr. Victor..." Lucien said a little awkwardly.

Christopher smiled humorously: "Just kidding, I'm actually here to invite you and Victor to listen to a small concert of a young man. He is from the southern part of the Gusta Empire. A good guy who gave up music, went through a lot of things and finally came to Alto. During the music festival, I heard his performance on the street by chance. I thought it was a bit interesting, so I invited him to hold a small concert in the concert hall of the association. Let us You can appreciate his work in its entirety.”

"Street?" Victor saw that it was Christopher and walked to the door, asking a question.

If there is a talent that can be appreciated by Mr. Christopher in street performances, then this young musician will definitely not be overshadowed by many street performers and bards. His reputation should have already spread to his ears. But why have I never heard of it?

Christopher nodded seriously: "He has no money, so he can't rent a venue to play a symphony, so he can only sing songs with piano accompaniment. His songs are very popular at music festivals, but most of the gentlemen in the association are interested in non-opera, There is a subconscious rejection of songs that are not chant, and they are considered vulgar, simple, and unworthy of attention. By the way, his name is Franz."

"I believe in your judgment, Mr. President, is the small concert about to start?" Victor asked with a smile.

Christopher pointed upwards: "Yes, let's go, ladies and gentlemen are waiting for us."

Lucien and Victor accompanied Christopher on both sides. As they walked, he suddenly laughed and said, "Lucien, I heard from Franz that he admires you very much. Your music gave him strength. Otherwise he would not be able to stick to the road of music."

"Huh?" Lucien made a questioning voice in confusion.

"Frantz's father was an ordinary citizen who worked in a low-level business. Originally, his family had no money to let him touch music, but when he was young, he had an outstanding voice and was selected into the church choir. He learned the basics of vocal music and simple composition theory. Later, he was unwilling to become a eunuch singer and left the choir. At that time, he fell in love with music deeply, and began to crazily absorb music from libraries, musicians associations, etc. All musical knowledge, draw wealth from local folk songs and poems."

Christopher briefly introduced Franz, "It's a pity that his creations were not loved by the nobles and the public at that time, and his father passed away, so he became poor and had to do other jobs to make ends meet. He I worked as a dock worker, took care of a warehouse, worked as a bartender and a bard, but at the same time continued to study and create music and poetry, and as a result, before I was 22 years old, my physical and mental condition became very poor.”

"Just when he couldn't support himself and wanted to give up music, the "Symphony of Destiny" spread to the southern port of the Gusta Empire, allowing him to regain his strength and persevere. Gradually, his songs became famous and his income became rich, but he resolutely gave up all of them, embarked on a journey, and came to Alto to pursue his dream of music."

Victor smiled: "What a tough young man. Every time I hear this kind of story about persistence and not giving up, my heart becomes very warm."

"I'm very happy to be able to encourage him and give him strength." Lucien said sincerely, which can offset some of his guilt.

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Accompanied by Christopher's butler, the three quickly walked to the concert hall on the fifth floor.

In the hall, many musicians, musicians and music students who got the news came here curiously, preparing to hear why this little-known stranger was able to get Mr. Christopher to invite him to hold a small concert in the association.

They filled most of the seats in the concert hall, but the first row was empty, because according to the default rules, they were reserved for the most famous and authoritative top musicians.

"Mr. President."

"Mr. Victor."

"Mr. Evans."

When Christopher, Victor, and Lucien filed in, they stood up to say hello, and then watched them sit in the first row.

For this, no one raised any doubts, and they all took it for granted.

Not long after Lucien and the others arrived, the small concert began. Franz was wearing a black evening gown and appeared on stage with a little excitement, bowing to the audience frequently.

He was about twenty-four or five years old, with a thin face and unremarkable appearance. His black hair was curled into "small balls", which was a bit messy, but his expression was unusually solemn, as if he was worshiping in a church.

When he saw that besides the familiar Master Christopher and Mr. Victor, the musicians sitting in the first row also had a strange handsome young man, Franz was slightly taken aback. Anyone who is so young is qualified to compete with Master, Mr. Sitting with top musicians?

Soon, he came back to his senses, his hands became trembling, and his expression was very excited. After trying to breathe a few times, he calmed down and sat down beside the piano. At the same time, a castrati who played and sang with him also stood in the center of the stage.

The piano melody sounded like gurgling water in the concert hall, and the poetic lyrics were sung from the castrati.

The songs are small and diverse in form, rigorous in structure, and change with different sections. On the basis of retaining simple and deep feelings, they break away from folk songs and bard songs, and perfectly blend with piano music.

The clear and beautiful songs make the audience nod slowly along with the melody. Such songs seem to have a certain degree of artistry.

One after another, hot, unrestrained, lyrical, narrative, sad, or lonely songs made the whole hall quiet. No musician ever thought that folk songs and bard songs could be played in Franz Such elegant light bloomed from his hands.

When the performance of the songs in the first half of the concert ended, Franz stood in front of the stage again a little nervously, ready to receive comments from the musicians.

This is characteristic of small audition concerts, where one's talent is presented in front of many professionals for evaluation.

Christopher smiled and said, "Evans just came back from abroad, so he's half a guest, so let him talk about it first."

It really was Mr. Evans. Franz clenched his hands tightly, waiting for Lucien to speak more and more nervously.

Lucien said a few words modestly. Seeing that Christopher persisted, he pondered for a moment and smiled, "This kind of music and songs introduce us to a whole new world, making us forget the form of ordinary songs in the past."

This is an extremely high evaluation, and it comes from the affirmation of the object of admiration. Franz couldn't help but waved his right hand. There was a crazy emotion in his heart, and the corners of his eyes became slightly moist.

Lucien continued: "You have fully explored the art form of songs and opened up a new path for us. I have some ideas about transforming long poems into songs. I hope to have a good communication with you after the concert."

After hearing Franz's song, Lucien had a new idea.

"No problem, thank you, Mr. Evans. You may not know that when I was sad and hopeless and stopped the music road as if I wanted to end my life, when I stood at the door of the music hall and said my final farewell, when my world When it was dark and there was no light, what kind of shock did your "Symphony of Destiny" give me..." Franz was a little choked up but said very fast.