Throne of Magical Arcana

——The first few chapters of the second part have miscalculated the data. Lucian actually left Aalto for more than two months, which has been corrected.== My math teacher cried.

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As a building in the late "Dawn War", Barber Habello's castle also inherited the distinctive features of this style. The wide and solemn hall and the narrow and high-level windows together created a dark and mysterious atmosphere.

"Master Baron is waiting for the distinguished guests in the small restaurant on the second floor." Karin extended her right hand and smiled at the stairs on the edge of the hall. "The hall on the first floor is mainly used by prom and country court."

Lucien has been a princess consultant for half a year. She is not unfamiliar with various occasions and etiquettes. She smiles her jaws and slowly walks to the stairs behind Karin ’s well-maintained back.Wise often seemed to experience similar feasts, and seemed calm and indifferent. Betty looked at the hall enough for a party of hundreds of people, secretly sticking her tongue out, even her calm sister and brother-in-law couldn't help looking around.

Ascending the stairs, it was a long corridor, and the candlesticks on both sides were already lit, illuminating the dark environment of the evening, and at the same time letting the portraits of Baron Habello hanging on both walls reflect the dim candlelight.

"That was the first generation of Lord Barber Haberro who was banned in the late Dawn War. The blood of their family is very strong, and it is said that they have the ability to petrify themselves and others." Simon whispered to Lucien, Haber Baron Luo ’s heroic deeds are widely circulated in the Principality of Djibouti.

Lucien froze for a moment, looking at the oil paintings on both sides: "Is it a contact attack or a long-range attack?"

Short and professional questions, Simon became more convinced that Lucien was a noble junior who had undergone good and regular knight training: "Mr. Evans, Baron Habero was active, I was not born yet. What's in the story of the bard Both have descriptions. "

Nodding lightly, without asking again, Lucian continued to follow behind behind Kaelin who seemed to have heard nothing.

The Baron Habello on the oil portrait is drawn to life, walking through them, giving the illusion of being watched, which makes people feel fearful.

Not far away, Karin pushed open the door on the left.

Two iron-red wooden doors slowly separated towards the two sides, revealing a magnificently decorated, luxurious and gorgeous restaurant.

Deep in the restaurant is a long dining table with white and delicate porcelain tableware, knives, forks, and candles. Several neatly dressed servants stand by the wall.In addition to the dining table, there is a small indoor band, they play melodious music, making the atmosphere of the entire banquet elegant.

The soldiers were guarded on both sides of the gate. They just took away the conspicuous weapons such as the long sword carried by Lucien and others, and did not pay any attention to the potentially hidden daggers.

A dark-haired old man walked around surrounded by several waiters. He wore a brown robe popular during the dawn war. His face was ruddy and he walked calmly. There were only a few wrinkles on the statue-like simplicity. Seventies.

"Welcome my guests, your arrival makes me a dying old guy full of vitality." Baron Habeiro welcomes with a loud voice, his gray eyes are not a bit cloudy, and there is only a green color on his right middle finger. The jade seal ring is simple and elegant.

"Thank you for your invitation, Lord Baron." Under Lucien's leadership, everyone responded in unison.

The Baron Habeiro looked at Lucien intently: "You should be Mr. Evans? Good, young and handsome, with extraordinary strength, and powerful strength in his arms and legs."

As he said, he carefully looked at Lucien's arms, chest, thighs, and face. Lucien saw hair in his heart: "Will this old guy love men?"

When Lucien was seen disgustingly and was about to stop, Barbello finally turned his head and greeted the others, starting with Wise, then Simon and Joanna.

When he finally greeted Betty, Habero began to look up and down again, like a purebred pervert, and Betty's eyes widened, about to explode.

Habero seemed to be aware of his gaffe, he laughed and said: "Please forgive my rudeness, because my body and spirit have been aging for a long time, whenever I see Mr. Evans, Miss Betty, such a dynamic and promising When I was a young man, I couldn't help but remember myself as an adventurer. At that time I also had such powerful and flexible hands and feet, such healthy and youthful skin. Let us have a drink for the young ! "

With a reasonable explanation, Betty put away her anger, and Lucien dispelled Barbaro ’s suspicion that he likes men, but there was still a little sense of inexplicability, which caused a slight depression.

Under the guidance of Mrs. Karin and the waiter, Lucien and others sat on the sides of the dining table.

"Master Baron, why haven't you seen Mr. Cook, your housekeeper?" Lucien asked with some doubt after laying the napkin.

When a normal noble entertains guests, it is the steward, not the steward, who is responsible for the details.Although it is not surprising that the housekeeper's wife helped arrange when there were female guests, it is rude to have the housekeeper not appearing all the time.As a competent and ceremonial guest, you must ask the host at this time.Of course, the reason why Lucien asked this was mainly because of the faint depression in his heart, and wanted to find out what was wrong.

Barber Habeiro ’s face shook darkly under the candlelight in front of him: “Oh, Cook just went out to work and will not be able to return tomorrow morning. If Mr. Evans is willing to let me treat you for one more day, you should see it he."

After he finished, he pointed to an old-fashioned old man who came over after playing the piano: "This is my music consultant, Mr. Mars, a famous musician in Korser City."

Although the musician Mars looks less than sixty years old, the wrinkles on his face and white hair on his head are obviously more than those of the seventy-year-old Baron Habello.

After greeting each other, Mars couldn't help complaining: "Master Baron, this 'piano' you bought is not comparable to the harpsichord. The sound quality is not good enough ..."

Nearly a year after its spread, pianos have become popular among wealthy families on the mainland, and even nobles such as Baron Habello, who are near the mountains, are beginning to chase this trend.

In a series of complaints, Betty suddenly interjected: "In fact, Mr. Mars, you don't use the pedals well."

She didn't like the musical instruments that others criticized Mr. Lucien Evans for being good at.

Mars frowned: "Lady, it's not a matter of music for professionals. It's better not to speak indiscriminately. I don't think I didn't use pedals." He has a good demeanor, no direct criticism, just a little arrogance.

"This is not what I said. It was just Mr. Wise secretly told me. He is a very musically sir!" Betty betrayed Wise without hesitation.

Mars turned to Wise, seeking his explanation.

Wise smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "Actually, I don't understand music too much, I'm just learning piano recently ..." As he said, he talked about professional theories, and he heard other than Mars and Lucien People are particularly dizzy.

Lucian carried the white water and listened with interest. These arguments have appeared in many of Aalto's newspapers, but they were finally completely crushed by the successful piano solo in his concert.

"Hey, the time when the symphony is serious and formal is over, it is really a brilliant and splendid era. The crazy applause and countless crowds at the Aalto Festival when the symphony was officially determined, I will never forget, and now I will never again There wo n’t be such an exciting scene. Mr. Christopher, Mr. Leandro, Ms. Rania, Mr. Jonescu ... so many great musicians have together propped up an era that cannot be surpassed, unfortunately Such an era has ended just as each of us will inevitably die. "During the debate, Baron Habero expressed his opinion with emotion.He had also been to Aalto.

Betty immediately responded: "I don't think it is an era that cannot be surpassed. Brand new music, brand new genres, countless possibilities, now is the time when the music has the most vitality! Even Mr. Christopher accepted the theme music, Evan Mr. Si will not be worse than those great musicians! The past era is over and there is no regret! "She completely forgot that the opposite was a baron.

So before dinner, everyone except Lucien joined the debate and gradually became more intense.

At the end, everyone turned to stare at Lucien and asked in unison:

"Mr. Evans, what do you think?"

Lucien thought about it and considered the tone: "Oh, Lord Baron, the reason why you feel that the past era cannot be surpassed is because you participated in that era and experienced that glory for yourself. Denying that era is actually denying you. Decades of preferences, participation, and input. What you like and miss is your life when you were young. Mr. Wise, Betty, you are the same. "

"Reform and development are the main melody of any era. Whether it is good or bad, I am afraid it will be best to leave it to be evaluated hundreds of years later."

The argument of impartiality and shelving the debate temporarily quelled the debate, and Baron Habero couldn't help feeling: "Mr. Evans, you are very reasonable. People always like to remember when they are old."

Mars still has a little bit of relief: "The quality of the music is not mentioned, but can you play the piano once, Mr. Wise, let me know why I am not good at using the pedal."

"Oh, in fact, Mr. Mars, you can learn how to use the piano completely according to the latest piano music. You don't really understand music too much." Wise humbly quit.

Barber Habeiro chuckled and said: "I invite Mr. Wise to come, just to listen to your performance, why not take this opportunity to show it?"

"Yes, Mr. Wise, you play a piece of music." Betty was also excited.

Seeing everyone's request, Wise shrugged helplessly and shook her head: "Then I try."

He went to the piano and sat down directly. After a little calm for more than ten seconds, he started playing.

"" Sorrowful "?" A familiar melody sounded, and Lucien looked over with a smile.

I have to say that Wise does have a good ability in music. He plays such a difficult piece of music, such as "Sorrowful", and he handles the depression, briskness and outburst well, letting Betty, Mars and others Be focused and attentive.

"Without the integration of emotions, the sad performance does indeed appear pale." Lucian evaluated professionally, turning his head just to see Barbello's incomprehensible complex expression.

The muscles of his face were slightly twisted, and the gray light flashed beneath his skin, as if he was suppressing some painful emotions, and Lucien's bad hunch was once again highlighted.

Seemingly feeling Lucien's gaze, Barbaro Habaro barely smiled: "Mr. Wise played very well. By the way, Mr. Evans, do you know Mr. Wise's full name?"

Lucien suppressed doubt and vigilance: "Bert Wise."

"Bert Wise? The talented musician who gave a concert in Korser City?" Mars couldn't help being surprised when he heard Lucien's answer. Thought he was just an ordinary young man who likes music ... "

Betty's eyes became bright, and he didn't think he even met a favorite musician: "Mr. Wise is great! But he is too humble and low-key, always saying that he doesn't understand music very well."

"Uh, it turned out to be a musician." Lucien was a little surprised.

The melancholy melody ceased, and Wise walked back with warm applause.

He looked at Lucien with a bitter smile as he walked around the dining table, and spread his hands helplessly: "Actually, I really don't know much about music."

Lucian took the water glass funny and raised him: "Me too."

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The next topic shifted to Wise, and Lucien had a bad feeling in her heart. Seeing that the dinner was about to start, she called the waiter and asked him to lead him to the bathroom.(To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)