Arcane Age

The titles of the Kingdom of France are not easily divided. Each earl title is very noble. Almost all of them are local dignitaries or central dignitaries. They have a long history and inheritance.

The Lysalus family, on the other hand, has an inherited title of marquis.

What's even more special is that the emblem of the Lysalus family is exactly the emblem on the three white luxury carriages in his fleet!

This young lady turned out to be a member of the Lysalus family. No wonder she was treated so grandly by these musicians from Lyon.

Johnny obviously also noticed this dazzling young lady for the first time. His eyes started to sparkle, obviously he was shocked by the grace of this lady.

Johnny didn't react until a long time after everyone walked up to the second floor of the bar. He excitedly said to Xi Wei: "Writer, have you noticed! That girl just now! Her skin is as smooth as milk, and her figure is as smooth as milk." Perfect to the extreme! She is the most beautiful and perfect woman I have ever seen in my life!"

The Lysalus family is a family that inherits blood magicians. Although this lady has not awakened the family bloodline, she still has amazing beauty and charm.

In fact, in the upper class society of Oulent continent, it is difficult to find an ugly person.

Because whether they are blood knights or blood warlocks, these families that have been passed down for hundreds or even thousands of years have chosen the best spouses to produce offspring from generation to generation. Some families do not even intermarry with outsiders and digest them internally to maintain the purity of the blood. Therefore, it has been passed down to this day. It has become the norm for men to be handsome and handsome, and for women to be beautiful.

Johnny has repeatedly triumphed in love with his extraordinary handsomeness, but in front of this Miss Lysalus, this appearance means nothing at all.

But facing Johnny who was excited and completely captured by the charm of Miss Lysalus, Xi Wei did not try to persuade him. He would not wake up unless he really fell over.

After the arrival of Lincoln, the president of the Lyon Music Association, the music event held at the Blue Charm Bar began. Musicians active in the city of Lyon took to the stage to perform one after another. Their level was above the standard, especially in the beautiful Lyon. In front of Miss Salus, several young musicians performed exceptionally, pushing the atmosphere of the entire party to a climax.

It's just that most people play more elegant music such as harpsichord and violin, because in the eyes of the senior executives who have the right to speak within the music association, those kinds of wind instruments and songs sung directly with singing voices are considered vulgar. The music is not elegant.

The nobles should enjoy the elegant music played by the harpsichord and violin, and leave those wind instruments and singing to the lower class!

However, in this peaceful atmosphere, a bold young man suddenly rushed into the center of the stage. He was holding an old brass instrument in his hand and wearing clothes that looked very decent but were actually very cheap. , his face was red with excitement: "My name is Johnny, I am a singer, and I want to dedicate a song to this beautiful lady!"

The whole place was in an uproar, and a dignified middle-aged man shouted: "Who let this rude low-class person in!"

Soon a waiter in red ran in: "He paid five silver soles for the ticket!"

A trace of disdain flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes: "Now that I have paid the money, having the honor to listen to the wonderful performances of the musicians is already the most rewarding thing in my life. I actually want to play songs for Miss Lysalus. It is really wishful thinking." !Kick him out!"

Two strong waiters picked up Johnny and were about to throw him out.

"Beautiful and kind-hearted Miss Lysalus, you are so beautiful, like the bright moon in the sky. You have captured my whole heart, and my eyes can't help but turn for you. I hope you can give me a chance!" Johnny, who was being held up, looked at the woman in white with a sincere face and recited in an aria-like tone.

Miss Lucalus smiled brightly, like flowers blooming, and the whole room was filled with spring: "Give him a chance to play. If it sounds good, allow him to stay."

Miss Lysalus finally spoke, and the two waiters could only put the embarrassed Johnny down.

"In that case, I'll give you a chance!" The middle-aged man looked at Johnny with a somewhat unkind expression.

However, Johnny, who had been approved by his goddess, had already forgotten the threat of the middle-aged man. He straightened his clothes, put his brass instrument to his lips, closed his eyes gently, and began performed in front of the goddess.

Johnny was so focused at this moment that he was almost pushing his skills to the limit.

The song he played was also a country tune from southern France. It was a song about a young man expressing his love to a shepherdess. It was very popular, and almost everyone sitting here had heard it.

The tune was melodious and melodious, almost reaching the limit of what Johnny could do. Even in Xi Wei's opinion, it was a very good performance, not inferior to everyone's previous performances. Even Miss Lysalus showed admiration.

However, at this moment, Johnny's playing sound suddenly became extremely sharp, almost tearing people's eardrums, like a huge stone smashing into the originally unstable water, causing huge waves!

Johnny didn't understand what was going on. He was so proficient in this piece of music, how could he make such a stupid mistake?

But even though he was sweating profusely and his face was red, he couldn't restore his voice to normal. It was still so terrifying and ugly!

"That's enough!" President Lincoln finally spoke: "Young man, you are so outrageous! This is a blasphemy against music!"

Johnny stopped playing in a daze, his eyes lost focus and he was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"Throw him out!" the middle-aged man shouted loudly, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

Is this the bard?

It was obviously this middle-aged man who was causing trouble and ruining Johnny's performance. He changed the sound that Johnny played.

A hint of disappointment flashed in Miss Lysalus's eyes, and she shook her head slightly, but said nothing.

This time, Johnny didn't struggle anymore and allowed the two red-clothed waiters to hold his arms, and his whole body was lifted off the ground.

His performance was completely messed up. Instead of winning the goddess's favor, he became a laughing stock.

At this moment, a clear and elegant voice suddenly echoed in the hall: "Wait a minute, he is my friend!"

Everyone's attention shifted to the corner. This was a handsome, overly dazzling, bookish young man.

The clothes he wore looked simple, but no one could tell the specific material. For a moment, they couldn't tell the true identity of this young man, and the whole place fell silent.