The Strongest Deduction of the Comprehensive Comics

The performance of the orchestra led by him even had to be a year in advance to grab an audience ticket from the mouths of those fanatics.

Although in Touma Yoko's view, the other party is just a free-spirited kid who doesn't have to pay a price, but in terms of musical quality, the other party does represent the top level of Europe.

"It's really a pleasure to see you here, Franz." Dodging the other's bear hug calmly, Touma Yoko looked at Franz in front of him with a smile.

Facing Yoko Touma who escaped from the bear hug, Franz's expression didn't change at all, he just sighed. "...Trust me, you won't be happy anytime soon."

"Huh?" Touma Yoko frowned in confusion, but still keenly noticed the abnormality. "Is it related to the gathering of these world-class musicians to protest?"

"Miss Touma, your intuition has always been sharp."

Franz shrugged, spread his hands, and said helplessly.

"Although I was also a member of the sit-in protest just now, just 1 minute ago, I had already bought a ticket to Dongdu."

Yoko Touma looked at Franz in a daze.

Seeing Yoko Touma's doubts, Franz sighed helplessly. "Although there may be staff from the music festival explaining to you later, I'll just say it directly..."

"This year, no, it's the last three years. The Vienna Music Festival will be held in an island country in the far east. The small one can't be held in a small place. Yes, it's the blind spot of classical music!"

"Huh?!" Rarely, Touma Yoko showed a cute expression full of astonishment.

"You also think this is absurd, right? Inheriting the long-standing musical spirit of Vienna, the music festival that has been held in Vienna for two centuries should go to the other side of the world and be held in that popular place of modern music..."

Like a irascible lion, Franz stomped his feet in annoyance, and shouted angrily in a high-pitched voice.

Touma Yoko was silent for a while, and then said with a strange face. "...But Franz, you just said that you bought a ticket to Dongdu."

"That's exactly what I want to explain now..."

Before he finished speaking, the exclamation behind him made Franz turn his head, and then he sighed as if he had lost his energy.

"Forget it, Mr. Theodor is here, so I don't need to talk too much."

"Mr. Teodor?" Touma Yoko's face straightened. Although this name is common in Europe, in the world of classical music, only one person would be called that.

Theodor, the master of classical music in the Eagle Country, is almost like a big dipper in traditional music festivals.

For his brilliant achievements in his life, even the Queen of the Eagle Kingdom personally awarded him the title of "Jazz". He was invited several times to be the prince's music tutor, but he declined.

In Europe, Teordo is even described as a great master who is only four or six times compared with Beethoven even if he is alive.

Facing this old antique, Touma Yoko had to tidy up his appearance, and greeted him with the highest respect.

Then, she saw a...stretcher.

"Let me down, let me down, I want to see Princess Bai..."

Looking at the stretcher, the right leg was surrounded by gauze, it was obviously a discounted white-haired old man, Touma Yoko's face froze immediately.

At this time, Franz covered his face with his hands and reminded him in a low voice.

"Let me say a word, now the whole of London probably knows that Mr. Teordo's legs were discounted by Her Royal Highness the White Princess."

The corner of Touma Yoko's mouth twitched involuntarily. The original good impression of the legendary highest socialite in Europe completely collapsed.

In other words, entanglement, who said that Princess White Alice is the apex of European noble ladies? How does this feel like a mafia godfather in Sicily?

Compared to Touma Yoko's astonishment, the musicians who were protesting on the side suddenly sat on wax.

At the moment they saw Teorduo, whether they were sitting in protest or proclaiming their ambition by death, they all fell silent completely, and looked at the struggling old man on the stretcher with blue faces.

And at this moment, a professional woman passed through the crowd, passed through the guards, bowed her head, and whispered something in the ear of the old man on the stretcher.

As the scene suddenly became quiet, Yoko Touma could vaguely hear the words "Mianxia" and "Campione" from the woman's mouth.

Then she saw that Teordo's cloudy eyes seemed to show a look of fear, and then he seemed to have lost his energy, and limply slumped on the stretcher.

"Buy me a plane ticket to the Eastern Capital." The old man said dejectedly. Compared with the previous full of energy, his current voice seemed weak, like someone who was about to die.

Although there are no famous quotes, when this old man with the highest seniority and strength utters these words, the entire traditional music world is equivalent to making a compromise... or, in other words, surrendering.

"Although I expected it, I didn't expect it to end like this. Should I say that it is worthy of being the White Princess and the Council of Wise Men? It is really cruel enough to directly use Mr. Teoldo as a 'model'." Langz shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Then he turned his head, looked at Yoko Touma with a strange expression in front of him and said.

"As you can see, MISS Touma, you may have made this trip in vain. I suggest you buy an air ticket now, otherwise the air ticket to the island country will be hard to find later."

"Compared to this, I'm more interested in the Council of Wise Men you mentioned, and the so-called Crown Prince!" Touma Yoko narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile.

"As much as I am happy, if there is no mistake in the intelligence issued by the council, the matter may start with a woman named 'Touma Kazusa'."

Franz frowned, looking at Yoko Touma with some doubts. "Speaking of which, Miss Touma, I remember your daughter's name is also this?"

"If I heard correctly, that is indeed my daughter's name." The corners of Touma Yoko's mouth twitched, she felt as if she had been 'calculated' by someone.

Chapter 345 Your Daughter Has Been Seen by the Demon King 【Extra】

The sound of treading footsteps resounded in the airport hall with an inexplicable sense of rhythm.

Yoko Touma distanced herself from Franz, walking side by side on the road to the ticket counter, exchanging information in a low voice.

"Miss Touma, I don't know if you've heard of the council of wise men?" Franz straightened his neckline, glanced around, and lowered his voice.

"I've heard a little bit about it. It was established in London, Eagle Country in the early eighteenth century. It is a parliamentary organization that actively absorbs elites from all walks of life. But isn't there an association of fellow enthusiasts?"

Compared with the island country where she was born but lived for no more than 2 years, Yoko Touma, who has been in the major music seasons in Europe all the year round, has a clearer understanding of various organizations in Europe.

Headquartered in Granwich, the transnational organization "Sage Council" with the name of "wisdom", as a world-class pianist, Yoko Touma has more or less met the admission requirements of the Council of Sages...

...the standard line called 'Elite'.

However, it is a pity that her identity as an oriental made her stuck at this threshold for three to five years, unable to cross the most critical step for a long time.

After all, although Western society is equal on the surface, racial discrimination is still an unavoidable and harsh reality.

"It seems that this council is a little different from what I imagined?" Looking at Franz's eyes, which seemed to be looking at a frog in a well, Yoko Touma said calmly.

She is not stupid, seeing Franz's expression, she can naturally guess the truth.

"The general nature is correct, but the scope of elites from all walks of life is somewhat beyond ordinary people's imagination."

Franz quickly restrained his expression, but explained to Yoko Touma carefully and patiently.

If, as he had guessed, the courtesan in front of him was Touma Kazusa's biological mother, then the person in front of him really wasn't something he could indulge in.

Although the proverb of the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's gate is not described in this way in the West, it has also been summed up from similar experiences.