Throne of Magical Arcana

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Kuluixian slowly followed Natasha to the lounge sofa and walked to the Silver Horn. After suffering such a serious loss, they did not give up, it seems that their plot is really great.

But since they were found by the church and the intelligence service, there should be some peace again. "

"Of course, the church has deployed the vigil team to hunt in the past. Even the bishops and priests have sent some of them to the border towns, and they must put out the flames of the cult. Several consecutive failures could not hit the 'horn of silver and white.' 'Cults, they are really crazy and irrational. "Natasha sighed slightly, with a slight regret on her face, as if she could not participate in the battle herself.

Lucian didn't answer, and the epitaph said: "The fanatics of the God of Truth are similar." Natasha walked to the sofa and turned around: "And the music festival is about to begin, and the number of people who flow to Aalto is unprecedented. There are many dark creatures in the world, evil magicians, assassins, etc., but the city guards, the intelligence department, and the night watchman are very difficult to maintain due to the lack of manpower, so I specifically reminded them Lucian, you have to be careful in the last few days, huh, I'm still waiting for your concert. "

"Her princess, don't worry, I have been practicing chalk with peace of mind recently, preparing for the concert, how can I go out late at night." Lucian smiled in response to Natasha's concern. "And I am wary of swords, silver horns unless It is difficult to ambush me if you use the strong level of the big knight, but how can a small person like me be worth the risk of using the big knight and priest in Aalto? "

Because Natasha caught a cult priest last time, Lucian finally figured out the division of power within the "Silver Horn". The priest corresponds to the priest, the priest corresponds to the bishop, the high priest corresponds to the cardinal, and the elect of God. For Rev. Holy Spirit.

"Yes, Lucian, you are the finale of the festival. Many aristocrats and clergy are watching you. The madmen in the Silver Horn will only trouble you unless they are really crazy. In addition, you do n’t need to worry, your uncle. I've sent someone there to watch it secretly. "Natasha's disguised seriousness faded, her smile was bright," In fact, I heard that you came to the association after coming out of Silvia's lounge, so I made an excuse to come over Look at you, I'm curious about your concert preparations. "She didn't worry that Lucien would suddenly become the finale of the festival. It would be very tense and full of pressure, because she felt that she would definitely not be nervous when changing to herself. Sean, as a "qualified knight" who has been calm and abnormal after going through the test of cults and the crisis of life and death, certainly will not!

Lucian looked funny at Natasha's curious look. It was really easy to get along with her. It was not a special situation. She couldn't feel the pressure from Her Royal Highness Princess, the Countess, and the fifth-level knight. "I'm ready, now What I need is practice chalk with the band. After all, this is my first time conducting. "

"You have a good sense of music. After becoming a knight, the coordination and chalk movements are enough to be competent conductors. Anyway, most conductors simply beat and coordinate." Natasha replied not to care, pretty purple His eyes stared at Lucien, seemingly eager to know the repertoire of Lucien's concert.

In the past when theme music was scarce, conductors didn't need to grasp the connotation of the music to make the music more contagious.

Lucien thought that the time of his concert had been determined, and the association would inevitably hand in the repertoire to avoid problems in the concert, so he did not hide Natasha: "Symphony of Destiny, String Nocturne in G minor, D major The piano song adapted by Canon, the piano song adapted from the pomelo-tuned violin sonata, and a piano-tuned sonata of the key musical nature. The name is "Sadness."

"The arrangement of such music is strange," Natasha said puzzledly. "It's rare to see so many piano music arranged in concerts. There are too few symphonies, no concertos, and the whole concert is not grand enough." Just as Lucien was about to explain a sentence, Natasha laughed herself: "But I have great confidence in Lucien, so arrange it. Oh, I am looking forward to your piano sonata, now the sonata Your own genre is not mature enough, let alone the theme, I hope Lucian you can explore a way. "

After satisfying her curiosity, Natasha and Lucian casually talked about the recent Alto's anecdotes, talking about the messy and interesting rough concerts before the festival.

Speaking of these, Lucian suddenly thought of the cultists and frowned slightly: "It was a coincidence that the Silver Horn was discovered. It happened to be a music festival, and it was exactly when the church and the principality were most nervous ..."

"Although the Silver Horn's whereabouts were discovered by accident, we also considered the possibility that they deliberately leaked, thereby weakening Aalto's defensive strength. Therefore, if they dare to do anything at Aalto at the festival, they will definitely He was hit harder, "Natasha replied squintingly.

Balusian didn't say much, and he wasn't the only wise man himself. The church staff and the knights were not fools.

After Natasha and Camille left, Lucien was about to go to the concert hall on the fifth floor to practice chalk, and met the Othello director who came in person.

He recently received other nobles and musicians of the Chalk family in succession. He did not stimulate his bloodline, so he looked very tired. However, he still maintained the serious and old-fashioned aristocratic temperament, holding a black hand stick and taking a steady step. Stepped in front of Lucien, and said without expression: "Lucien, are you ready for the concert?"

Othello's student, McCanz, received a lot of strange visions and criticisms within the association because of his failure to control Lucien's success, so he found an excuse to return to his homeland to avoid the limelight.

"I'm trying to give it to Director Othello." Lucian returned to the desk, picked up the quill, and brushed the track to Othello.

Othello took a closer look and frowned heavily: "There are too many solo piano songs, not a real, grand concert. I know that geniuses always have a lot of novel ideas and attempts, but Lucian Are you really sure 9

If it is a concert in the hall of chants usually, what kind of music would Lucian be welcomed by Her Royal Highness Princess, Othello will not care at all, but this is the Alto music festival once every three years. Lu's musical prestige, Lucian's concert is the final finale, he can not help but not nervous and concerned.

Kushiro nodded and said, "I have confidence, and Her Royal Highness agreed."

"Well, I hope you don't have any pressure." Othello still expressed his strong discomfort. In his heart, Natasha directly designated Lucian to hold the finale concert on the last day, and Christopher did not stop, It's ridiculous!

On such occasions, a well-known and authoritative musician with rich concert experience is required, instead of arranging the first concert of a genius to try, this is not just an adventure to the Alto Music Festival, It would also put Lucien on the back with heavy pressure.

Otello has seen a lot of music geniuses that have fallen under pressure, so he was so worried. "Although the Alto Music Festival is only three days, the guests who arrive will definitely not leave immediately after the end, and they can give way. Sean's concert after the festival will not only spread his fame, but also reduce his pressure. "

As a director of the association, Othello thought so responsibly, but as a nobleman who had not inspired the blood power for several generations, he was totally afraid to repudiate the decision against the princess and could only let Lucian over and over again. It was confirmed that 0 was finally sent to Othello. Lucian left the room and went to the concert hall. All the musicians and musicians he met greeted him with strange expressions that were difficult to hide.

Like Othello, they originally thought that Lucien's concert was after the festival, but they did not expect it to be the finale of the canon, so they were not familiar with Lucien's jealousy, and those familiar with Lucien were very worried. He can't bear this pressure.

As soon as she walked up the fourth floor, Lucian's keen intuition as a knight moved quickly to the side, and then a lady came hurriedly. If you don't walk Sean to give way in advance, the two will definitely collide together.

"Ms. Silvia, are you in a hurry?" Lucian now saw clearly that in front of her was a long yellow skirt and fresh and elegant Silvia. Her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she gasped slightly.

Silvia was startled first, then she felt her chest and said, "It's nothing, just walking in a hurry. Lucian, I heard that you're the last day of the concert, don't be nervous." She smiled and soothed gently Lucian.

She exchanged a few words with a chalk, and saw Silvia walking downstairs, Lu Zaien shook her head funnyly: "Ms. Silvia is usually gentle and quiet, but she is so hurried today."

On the fifth floor, Lucien's scheduled band, that is, the band in which Rhein belongs, has been waiting for a while.

"Mr. Rin, everyone, let's get started." Lucien took up his baton.

Rin Rin laughed humorously, "Your solo work really makes us curious."

Balussian smiled and didn't answer. The baton moved and the band started playing.

After practicing chalk, Lucien felt good. When he was ready to continue, the concert hall door was opened, and Director Othello led in with two young men.

One of Lucien knew that Earl of Verdi, who had met twice in Lata Hermitage, had short purple hair, handsome and calm, and was full of knighthood between walking. The other Lucien was completely unfamiliar. He was a young boy. He was wearing a complex and exquisite red coat, with a beautiful white face, black hair and light gray eyes.

"This prince Michel of the Kingdom of Syracuse, because of curiosity about our association, asked the Count Verdi to take him over to visit." Othello introduced every manner of manner.

Waiting for Lucien to salute them, Michelle said a little shyly: "Will I disturb your practice chalk? I just look at it casually, you don't care about 0"

After speaking, his light gray pupils reflected the figure of Lucien, and said happily, "Mr. Lucien Evans, I am very glad to see you. After the knight practicing chalk every day, my favorite relaxation is to play your" Dedicated to Silvia. "

伸出 He extended his hands enthusiastically and rudely to hold Lucian, and was very satisfied with the visit of the musicians association.

Michelle's hands were long and slender, but Lucian felt the power of the inner, and it seemed that he had inspired the blood before he was an adult: "His prince, I am honored to receive your like." ~ www.readwn.com ~ Michelle didn't bother Lucian and they continued to practice chalk, as Verdi left the concert hall.

In the evening, after Victor, Felice, and Elena, to express their congratulations and concerns, Lucian finally recovered her purity and returned to the garden villa in Jisu District by carriage.

"Mr. Droni?" Admiring Lucien on the green sprouting and long street, unexpectedly saw Silvia's father, Droni, walking and talking to a stranger.

陌生 This strange man is in his forties, with a tall nose, brown hair, dark blue eyes, no beard, wearing a black formal suit and a white wide cuff shirt. He has a unique and restrained deep temperament.

Encountering Lucian's gaze, Droni nodded and pointed at the man around him and introduced: "This is Rogerio, the pearl from the sea, my relative and business partner."

"Hello, Mr. Rogerio." Lucian greeted politely.

Rogerio stared at Lucian with a dim glance and smiled slightly, "Hello, Mr. Evans, you can often hear your reputation even in 'Sturck'."

After listening to Piola at noon, they talked about Sturck and laughed with Rogerio for a while, and Lucien said goodbye to them and returned home.

A few days later, Lucien was completely immersed in the preparations for the concert. Unconsciously, time entered April, the grand ceremony of the Great Chalk Music, and the Alto Music Festival officially opened. (To be continued [this text is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 红尘 乱 韶]. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the "starter" to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)