Throne of Magical Arcana

——It’s the last few days, ask for a monthly pass.

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Lucien's low laughter did not attract the attention of others, because they had already begun to discuss this new piano sonata signed "Moonlight" by the famous musician Mr. Lucien Evans, discussing the quiet, melodious and unconventional In the first movement, the sound is loud and boisterous, drowning out all other abnormalities.

"Mr. Wise, it seems that you like the first movement of "Moonlight", why don't we go to the piano room and try to practice?" Kaspar saw that it was rude to keep Wise in the hall, so he invited him upstairs.

Wise nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Mr. Casper, you are really good at understanding other people's minds. Now I want to practice this beautiful and soothing "Moonlight"."

With Wise's consent, the so-called "musicians" and musicians from the Kosher City Musicians Association immediately surrounded him and walked towards the stairs.

Betty smiled apologetically at Lucien: "Mr. Evans, I want to go up and listen to Mr. Wise playing "Moonlight", so I won't stay with you. Otherwise, don't write a letter, go up and listen together. This is a rare opportunity!"

"Yes, Mr. Evans, let's go and listen together." Joanna and Simon held hands with the same interest.

Lucien shook his head and said, "For me, writing letters is more important."

Joanna and Betty sighed at the same time, "This is really a pity." They began to think that Mr. Evans, as a knight of a certain princess, should have seen many outstanding musicians, so he seemed so calm when facing Mr. Wise .

Seeing the Simon family quickly follow Wise and the others to the stairs, Mars also said to Lucien apologetically: "Mr. Evans, hehe, I mean the famous musician Mr. Lucien Evans' "Moonlight" is very suitable for me. so I plan to go up and listen to Mr. Wise's performance while reading the score. He surpasses all the musicians and musicians in Kessel City in the art of piano playing. Mr. Evans, please write a good letter and give it to Keli Si is fine, and I will arrange the rest."

"Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Mars." Lucien watched Mars leave without paying attention. Since there were no other tables or chairs in the hall, he stood directly beside the counter, spread out the letter paper, and began to write with the ink here.

Chrissy looked at the stairs in disappointment, and sighed helplessly: "Why do I still stay here? Hey, I missed Mr. Wise's private playing." Then she fidgeted and walked back and forth behind the counter go.

Lucien turned a blind eye to her performance, and seriously wrote down what he had seen and heard during the past two months of travel on the letter paper, mainly focusing on the scenery along the way, the customs of various countries, the monsters and robbers he met, and so on. It took him seven or eight pages to finish writing. Stop writing.

After sealing so many pages of letter paper, Lucien took a pen and wrote the address of John's family on the front of the envelope, then put it aside, and continued to write the next letter.

Wait, as long as Lucien signs and stamps on the front of the envelope, the Aalto Musicians Association will naturally help him deliver it to John's house. This is the way musicians are treated. And if it is not signed or stamped, the only place for such inexplicable letters whose recipients are not members of the association is the trash can.

The second letter was sent to Natasha. Lucien added the knowledge of folk music in different places during his travels on the basis of the first letter, so he wrote more than 20 pages. Kelly, who was doing nothing to read, Si couldn't help frowning: "This gentleman is really good at nonsense, he can write so many pages."

At the end of writing, Lucien thought about it, and added with a smile: "Your Highness Princess, your birthday is coming soon, but I am in another country, so I can only wish you a blessing in advance."

After packing the letter, Lucien only wrote "Attended by Natasha Vauri" on the front, because there is no need for an address to send it to her. The Othello Council of the Association is very happy to take this opportunity to visit Lata summer palace.

Continuing to spread out the letter paper, Lucien began to write the third letter, which was not for other friends - they could see the first letter from John, but was going to send it to Chairman Christopher.

Seeing that Lucien didn't intend to stop writing, Chris couldn't close her mouth, and her expression was very helpless: "How many letters does this gentleman want to write? Do you plan to write one to all your friends? I don't know Al. Will the Musicians Association refuse to accept..."

After several letters were written, Lucien was still writing hard. Chris, who was very bored and slightly curious, couldn't help but walked to the side, relying on her ability to spell and recognize some words, she stretched her neck to peek at Lucien. The address of the two written letters.

"For John, No. 154, Violet District... I don't know you." Chrissy first read the letter that obviously had several times more words, and then looked at the other letter, "Received by Natasha Violet, Natasha Violet... Natasha Violet?"

"Could it be that Natasha Violet?!"

Natasha's name often appears in "Music Review" and "Symphony Guide", so it is familiar to people in other countries' associations of musicians. Si immediately thought of the princess.

"What does this gentleman have to do with Princess Violet and the Countess Violet?" Chris' deep surprise and strong curiosity drove her to speculate on Lucien's identity, "Wait, Mr. Mars called him just now. For Mr. Evans?! Mr. Lucien Evans?!!"

There are a lot of people with the surname Evans. Chris herself has met more than a dozen of them in Kosher City, and the name Lucien is even more uncommon. There is only one Mr. Evans that the Earl can contact!

Chrissy's pink mouth opened into a circle and couldn't close, and there were countless voices shouting in her heart: "Is he that Mr. Lucien Evans?! That my favorite musician?!"

Moving her footsteps little by little, Chris slowly moved towards Lucien who kept writing with a quill pen, intending to peek at the contents of his letter paper to make sure.

She moved cautiously, moved one step and stopped for three seconds, stretched her neck, squinted her eyes, and observed whether Lucien noticed it, as if she was a thief, her cautious, curious, and expectant appearance was very cute.

With Lucien's mental strength and intuition, how could he not be able to detect Chris's sneaky tricks? He felt a little funny, but thought that he would have to sign and stamp, so he didn't stop her.

"Hehe, Mr. Wise, you have played the first movement of "Moonlight" proficiently just a few times. You are really a musical genius." Caspar's loud praise came from the stairs.

Betty's sweet voice echoed: "Mr. Wise's playing is not proficient, but wonderful. The delicate and soft melody completely touched our hearts." She didn't know much about music, so she just repeated a few words of praise.

Wise smiled and said: "Mr. Lucien Evans's music is so good and moving that I can fully realize my potential. In fact, I have just started on the road of music and piano."

"You are already an excellent musician, hehe, Mr. Evans only wrote the first movement, Mr. Wise, why don't you try to compose the next two movements? See if there is any difference between the one written by Mr. Evans himself. What's the difference." Casper is a run-down nobleman with limited musical talent, so he can only rely on his connections to become a council member in an ordinary city like Cosel City, and he is extremely flattering to Wise, who has already made a name for himself in the capital. If he can get to know one or two great nobles through him, then there is hope for him to restore his title.

Wise said gently with a smile: "Each piece of music has its own creative thinking. If I write it forcefully, it will be difficult to get along with the first movement. Mr. Casper, don't mention this matter again."

"Hehe, Mr. Wise, you are too modest." Caspar said with others, and then he took Wise to the hall, pointing outside, "I have prepared a villa for you, Mr. Wise, Let you prepare for the concert with peace of mind."

"Your arrangements are always so in line with my wishes, thank you, Mr. Casper." Wise did not refuse, and a group of people walked towards the gate.

At this time, Chris, who was completely uninterested in Wise and the others, finally moved to the side of Lucien, secretly looking at the content written to him.

The complicated stave instantly dazzled Chris's eyes, and she couldn't help saying sharply: "Lucien, Mr. Lucien Evans!" Her voice stuttered with excitement and surprise.

He is related to Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha, and his surname is Evans, and he can also write music scores. Chris is absolutely sure that the handsome gentleman in front of her is the famous musician Lucien Evans!

In the quiet hall, Chris's uncontrollable voice directly penetrated the space and entered the ears of Wise and others.

They suddenly froze, Lucien Evans is not uncommon, but when Lucien Evans is mentioned in the Musicians Association, there is no doubt that people will think of the famous musician, the one who is famous among the nobles of every country. Mr. Favored!

Mars turned back suspiciously: "Chris, what are you talking about?"

Chris looked like she was about to jump up, and pointed her mouth at Lucien: "He, he is Mr. Lucien Evans, Lucien Evans of Alto!"

She seemed to be afraid of disturbing Lucien, and tried to lower her voice, but in the exceptionally quiet atmosphere, she could hear it clearly.

"You said Mr. Evans is that Mr. Evans?!" Betty asked in disbelief with a blank expression.

She spoke out everyone's guesses, and Casper, Wise and the others all focused their gazes on the counter, on Chris and Lucien who seemed to be obsessed with writing.

Is it really Mr. Lucian Evans?

Amid the completely different expressions on everyone's face, Chrissy nodded emphatically, her mouth pouted forward: "Mr. Evans is composing music."

Swipe, Betty ran over first, and looked at the envelope under Lucien's calm eyes. Although she couldn't understand those complicated staves, she always felt very powerful. She clutched her chest and asked excitedly and incoherently: "Mr. Evans, are you really Mr. Evans?"

"Didn't I tell you a long time ago that I am the quasi-knight of Her Majesty the Princess?" Lucien replied with a smile, and then wrote the last few verses of music.

Hearing Lucien's affirmative answer, Betty and Chris seemed to be about to faint, while Joanna and Simon seemed to be still in a dream. They really couldn't connect the powerful Mr. Evans with the great musician.

Wise's face turned green and pale. Although he was only habitually modest and low-key, he always felt a little ashamed to think of performing like that in front of such a famous musician one after another.

Caspar left Wise, and hurriedly ran to Lucien: "Mr. Evans, what do you need? Please just ask!" He is usually the object of heated discussions and pursuits of those big nobles.

"Wait, please register my sheet music." Lucien had made a plan before speaking, lest someone open his letter halfway.

"Of course there is no problem!" Casper flattered him.

Mars also came over and said with a warm smile: "It was really ignorant and fearless to talk about music in front of you, Mr. Evans. Hehe, are you writing the second and third movements of Moonlight?" He saw the first page Familiar melody on letter paper.

"Just make a record of what has been written." Lucien finished writing the music and wrote at the end: "Mr. Christopher, please arrange for the July issue of "Music Review", please be sure to be July 3rd." Published on the tenth."

Seeing that Lucien finished writing, Caspar hurriedly said: "I'll send someone to register right away. By the way, Mr. Evans, can I invite you to hold a concert in Cosel City?"

"I still have something to do, and I'm leaving soon." Lucien prepared to leave Kesel City in the clear, and return secretly to participate in the feast of death.