Throne of Magical Arcana

——A lot late again. . But it was updated, and the third update was sent, without breaking my promise!

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Greenton looked back and saw the black crowd, feeling extremely frustrated and angry. Why were those prominent figures and noble priests able to get invited without buying tickets?

He turned around and looked up at the majestic and gorgeous chant hall. For the first time, he felt that under its luxurious and splendid appearance was the coldness of indifference and discrimination. Although it was chant, it was only sung for a few nobles and clergy. Open to the majority of devout believers.

Shaking his head bitterly, Greenton whispered in his heart: "Under the throne of the Lord, the pious lambs are all equal, but some are more equal."

Just when Greenton and most of the disappointed citizens and merchants were about to leave the chant hall, waiting patiently for the repertoire to be broadcast, a black dragon-scale horse came running from the other side of the road, and its speed gradually slowed down.

Then the knight on horseback cried out:

"Dear subjects of the Principality of Violet, Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha, the Countess of Violet, feels that music does not distinguish between class, high or low, or rich and poor, so she provides resources to the church from the income of her own territory. When Mr. Lucien Evans' "Returning Concert" is held, the magical circles in the municipal square and chant hall will be opened, so that everyone who loves music can hear beautiful music in the music capital!"

The noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and then roared with cheers.

"The great princess!"

"True God bless Your Highness!"

"Long live Your Royal Highness! Long live Violet! Long live Violet!"

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Greenton, who was mixed in the crowd, couldn't help but raised his arms and shouted a few times, finally he didn't waste his efforts to rush to Alto day and night.

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June 1st, a joyous "holiday", at least for the people of Aalto.

At the backstage of the chant hall, Lucien, who had already greeted Grand Duke Violet, Princess Natasha, Master Christopher, President Othello, and Teacher Victor, was making final preparations.

Surrounding him were Franz, student Grace, eunuch Fabrini, and several familiar musicians—Lucien chose the orchestra he had worked with, but the principal was no longer Rhine.

At some distance there were other musicians and choir boys, castrati.

"Mr. Evans, I think I can imagine the splendor of the last symphony in D minor. I can't wait to get on stage and praise God! It's the best and most trembling piece I've ever heard, I I’m afraid I won’t be able to hold back my tears in such a sacred and solemn music atmosphere.” Fabrini sang praises, he was wearing a formal black tuxedo, a red bow tie, and his lips were as red as fire.

In the last few joint rehearsals, Fabrini has already fully felt the charm of this symphony in D minor named "Ode to Joy" by Lucien Evans, so he is full of emotions as long as he finds an opportunity A few words of praise.

Grace, who was not able to attend the rehearsal, looked at Lucien curiously: "Teacher, is this symphony really as beautiful as Mr. Fabrini said? Could it be better than "Fate"?"

"Although people have different judgments on different music under different moods, I think it must be an excellent work." Lucien smiled gently as if praising others.

Franz continued with a sigh of relief: "Actually, I have been worried that Mr. Evans' previous Symphony in E minor will be criticized by musicians and critics. Although I personally like this work very much, especially the second The melody at the beginning of the movement, but its structure is too free, completely beyond the current form, it is difficult to get unanimous approval, but with the symphony "Ode to Joy" as the finale, everything is fine."

He also highly praised "Ode to Joy".

"Music expresses inner emotions, and structure is only an auxiliary. When it restricts our inspiration and creation, we must bravely abandon it and use a new structural form." Lucien said from classical music to romantic music change.

In fact, compared to many works in the later period of Romanticism, Dvořák’s Ninth Symphony in E minor "From the New World" (currently renamed "From the New Country" by Lucien) is considered to be a piece with less free structure and closer to classical music. This is a folk style symphony, after all, Dvořák himself was deeply influenced by the classical school.

Hearing Lucien's words, Franz nodded thoughtfully, as if he was reflecting on various problems related to structure in his past creations.

Cellist Thomas echoed and said: ""Renewal Country" is a very, very beautiful symphony. Even if it is criticized by musicians, it will be appreciated by everyone who knows how to listen to music. Time will make it bloom. It is not inferior to the brilliance of other outstanding symphonies. And all this comes from Mr. Evans, your style of not sticking to the structure and bravely changing, coupled with the last "Ode to Joy" that touched my heart, I would like to thank Evans first You pay my respects, sir."

He is sincere and sincere, and believes that this concert will be an unprecedented success, and every work will be recorded in history, so that he who participated in the performance will get more praise and money. After several concerts in the chant hall, they have already been hailed as the best orchestra outside the court band. Although the price is expensive, nobles and big businessmen still flock to it.

Lucien smiled: "Thank you for your compliments and compliments, but nothing can be judged until the end of the concert. Well, the time is up, we should set off."

Then, Lucien added emotionally: "For the next four hours, let us forget everything and live for music!"

"As you wish!" All the musicians and choir members said loudly.

Lucien straightened his bow tie, picked up his baton and got up, but before he could stand up straight, his whole body suddenly collapsed weakly, and at the same time he coughed violently.

"Mr. Evans, what's the matter with you?"

"Teacher? Teacher?!"

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Nervous and worried voices sounded chaotically in the background. Lucien took a few breaths, waved his hands and said, "I'm fine, I just feel a little uncomfortable for a while, and I'll recover soon. The band members go out and get ready first."

"Mr. Evans, are you really alright?" The cellist Thomas, a rough bearded man, did not take the band members away casually at this time, but carefully confirmed again.

Lucien took out a bottle of pink potion from his bosom, raised his head and drank it, his face gradually turned from pale to rosy: "Thomas, look, I have potion. This little ailment won't bother me, the concert No problem at all."

Seeing that Lucien's face recovered and he spoke smoothly without feeling weak, Thomas felt relieved and called the band members to go outside to prepare.

When Thomas left, Fabbrini asked softly with some doubts and concerns: "Mr. Evans, it seems that you are not drinking a pure healing potion. It is impossible for a real healing potion to heal so quickly, especially for diseases." He said He is the leader of the church choir, and he has a lot more knowledge in this area than anyone else.

Lucien seemed to have regained all his strength, and he tidied up the messy clothes he had fallen down just now, then looked at Fabrini firmly and gently and said with a smile: "There is something else that allows me to survive for four hours. Don't worry, I will take a good rest after the concert and take care of my body."

After finishing speaking, Lucien picked up the baton and walked out of the stage calmly and gracefully, leaving only Franz, Grace, and Fabrini and other choir members who were not tall but extremely tall back.

Fabbrini didn't speak for a long time, but Lucien Evans' gentle, beautiful and firm smile seemed to keep appearing in front of his eyes.

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In the municipal square, when Lucien walked to the center stage of the chant hall, there was a little applause at first, and then it became more and more enthusiastic.

Regardless of whether Lucien heard it or not, everyone was expressing their joy and cheers—half of them welcomed the appearance of the talented musician, and half of them were grateful for Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha's kindness and generosity.

In the history of Aalto, there has never been such a roaring applause before the concert begins!

Standing on the edge of the square, Greenton looked at the crystal wall, feeling genuinely happy and satisfied: "Finally, I can hear Mr. Evans' performance with my own ears, see his conducting with my own eyes, and experience his works once! "

The repertoire has come out, beginning with the familiar "Symphony of Destiny" to announce the return, followed by solo "Moonlight", "Pathetique" and some improvised virtuosic piano passages, and then the "Renewal Country" Symphony , and finally the symphony "Ode to Joy" in D minor.

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang! The sonorous, powerful, short and passionate familiar melody appeared in everyone's heart again as if knocking on the soul. Everyone was quiet, accepted the baptism of the music feast, and forgot everything else.

When the "Symphony of Destiny" ended, Christopher smiled and said to Victor: "After three years of tempering, Evans' command is even better. He is no longer as crazy and uncontrollable as before. Commanding from the inner thoughts, excited when it should be excited, slow when it should be slow, retracted when it should be closed, and released when it should be released. This is full of his unique passionate command style, and truly shows the horror, madness and excitement when difficulties and darkness strike. An uncompromising tenacity to them without compromising the overall feel of the music.”

In his opinion, Lucien's command style is no longer immature, but has matured completely and is capable enough to match "Destiny".

"He is a person who never forgets to work hard. Hehe, among all the performances of "Destiny", the spirit of never giving up and never yielding is the most obvious and most impactful in the two times he directed. "Victor did not hesitate to praise the students.

After a break of more than ten minutes, the band temporarily left, leaving only a black piano and Lucien in a tuxedo of the same color on the entire stage.

The light of the divine magic circle converged and concentrated on him, making him seem to have a faint halo.

Sitting in front of the piano, Lucien closed his eyes. This is a farewell performance, a real farewell. It is impossible for me to stop the progress of arcane and magic. Sooner or later, the church will really pay attention to it and put it into the purification sequence. Therefore, for the safety of my relatives and friends, I can only make a choice.

I don’t know what choices Uncle Joel, Aunt Alisa, John, and Ivan will make. I don’t know if I can see Teacher Victor, Elena and others in the future. Alto...

Maybe, after becoming a high-level magician, I can only take a look at them from a distance?

An indescribable and uncontrollable sadness emerged in Lucien's heart. He pressed his hands down naturally, and the peaceful and beautiful melody flowed slowly, as if bringing everyone to the lake, to the cool breeze at night. The beautiful silver-white moonlight shines on the water surface, sparkling waves, they are so beautiful, so dreamy.

The tranquil and quiet atmosphere enveloped everyone, making them intoxicated and immersed, feeling a touch of sweetness, and under the cover of sweetness, the melancholy was so sad, so obvious, and it touched people's hearts very much.

Feeling calm and depressed, Phyllis suddenly felt that Elena who was sitting next to her rubbed her eyes and whispered to herself, "I don't know why, but I suddenly want to cry..."