Throne of Magical Arcana

——Thank you in advance. After everyone ’s instructions, after I disassembled the laptop and cleaned it and applied silicone grease last night, it seemed to be rescued.

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The streets of the Municipal Square and the nearby administrative districts are moving with people, and the black pressure is like a tide that flows at night. Some of them are applauded with tears, and some call out the name of Lucien Evans with excitement. , Especially the people who surrounded the crystal wall that disappeared gradually after the music stopped, shouted again and again with tears all over their faces:

"Lucian Evans!"

No music has ever touched their hearts like this, with everything they can experience in their lives, with unbearable suffering, hardship, glorious victory, real joy, as well as music and piety that they like from their hearts Praise, so when Fabrini sings the beginning of the song of joy, they will only tremble from the soul to the body.

This kind of feeling didn't calm down long after the symphony ended, so even if they couldn't see the hall of chanting or the master who brought this incomparable music from the true god to the world, they still vented and expressed Worship, respect and affection.

Behind the crazy scenes, in the hall of chants that they ca n’t see, a small number of nobles, priests, and bishops who still maintain reason are difficult to react and watch Lucien Evans wearing a black tuxedo as if falling. The angel slowly fell to the ground with an elegant but tragic feeling. This scene was remembered in their pupils and in their memory.

Then, as if a silver-purple lightning flashed through the space, Natasha in a purple evening dress suddenly appeared on the stage, hugged him before Lucien actually fell to the ground, and then kicked the foot and flew back to the VIP. The box, leaving only those crazy nobles around the stage dumbfounded.

Her reaction was faster than anyone else, and when everyone pondered it, she added a lot of ambiguous conjectures.

"Bishop Goser, please treat Lucien!" Natasha maintained the calmness that everyone was accustomed to, but her tone and eyes still revealed a bit of anxiety, and her white and slender right hand was with Lucien's right hand. Fingers clasped tightly and would not let go.

Cardinal Gossé solemnly painted a cross on his chest: "Only the most devout believers of the Lord can create such a sacred and magnificent symphony, so you can rest assured that your true god will not let Mr. Evans die, and I He will try his best to treat him. "

Victor anxiously wanted to confirm Lucien's condition, but Natasha was like a mother who guarded the child, a knight who guarded the lord, and held Lucien in his arms in a way that excluded others. Will not let go.This left Victor to turn around uncomfortably and watch Lucy's sacred light illuminate the holy symbol of truth held by Gosai.

Through clenched hands, Natasha quietly infused her Heavenly Knight level power into Lucien's body, suppressing and covering up his soul anomaly.

Since Lucien had not yet reached the dying edge, he only used conventional divine inspections, and did not directly explode all the power to observe from the inside to the outside.

After a few tens of seconds, while everyone was watching with anxious eyes, Gosse smiled: "Mr. Evans only fainted when he was sick and too excited. It was not a serious matter. Of course, if he did not accept Heal for a week or two, and even if you have the power of a knight, you will really die. But now, I think everything is fine, the Lord will bless him. "

Healing magic is not a panacea, at least in the view of the church, it is healed by stimulating people's own vitality.If this person loses vitality due to long-term illness, when there is not much left, he has to declare that he is on the verge of real death, about to be called by the Lord, no matter how strong healing magic can not be cured, except in myths and legends "Resurrection" performed by the God of Truth!

What Gossé did not say was that Lucian Evans seemed to be a second-level knight, but he was relieved when he thought of his "relationship" with Natasha.

"But why is Lucien sick? As a young knight, he can't be sick unless he is in a severe plague or in poor physical condition." After hearing it less seriously, Natasha asked calmly.

In fact, she was very clear that this was the four-ring magic "epidemic" that Lucien had cast on her body a few weeks ago.

Lucien hasn't treated it after using "disease surgery" on herself, but only relies on the self-healing ability of the second-level knight to resist it, allowing it to gradually develop from magical diseases to endless natural diseases through many days. , So as not to be seen clues.

Gossé remained silent for a few seconds before answering: "Perhaps it was because Mr. Evans' internal organs were not treated in time."

"I understand. Please ask Bishop Gossie to treat Lucien quickly." Natasha was "clear" about the current situation. She was not entangled with the cause of her illness. The most important thing at present is to treat Lucien.

Cardinal Gossie stretched out his hands and released a pure light full of sacred meaning. After it shined on Lucien, he could clearly see a mass of little bugs rising from Lucien's body. Formed black smoke.

The third-level magic "removes disease" is not a powerful, high-level but very symptomatic treatment magic!

Natasha, who still suppresses and covers up the abnormality of Lucien's soul, sees the black tiny "bugs" slowly turning into white smoke in the pure light and disappearing completely, and a trace of relaxation and joy in the face of "oil".

Seeing the expression of her daughter and looking at their right hand with their fingers clasped tightly, Grand Duke Waorit ’s emotions are very complicated. Every father who loves her daughter witnessed her about to be abducted by a bastard. After the melancholy and anger, she finally returned to normal, there is no need to worry about her being attacked and the joy of blood cut off.

Seeing the Grand Duke's complex expression, Count Lafayette whispered in a low voice: "The prospective knight is also a knight, at least inspired the blood power, much better than casually finding an ordinary person."

Grand Duke Vaurit once told Earl Lafayette and others, whether they stimulated blood power, whether they were nobles, or whether they really pulled Natasha back to the right path, as long as the daughter could marry and have children on the surface normally , He agreed with one eye closed.

"Yeah ..." Grand Duke Vaurit sighed long.

After performing the "Remove Disease", Gossip used a four-ring divine "healing technique", and then everyone saw Lucien slowly opened her eyes, seeming to look around in confusion: "What's wrong?" ? "

Victor both cared and deplored the authenticity: "Lucien, you are so inattentive to your body. With such a serious illness, you still have to write music, insist on holding concerts, and conduct yourself! Is this necessary? With your present Status, is it not possible to postpone the concert until it is in good health? Will it be forgotten? "

A series of questions touched Lucien's emotions, and he responded with a little touch: "I was wrong, Mr. Victor. But you also know that with inspiration and creative passion, you can't stop. Uh, I I will rest and recuperate next. "

Gossie said slightly: "Mr. Evans, your illness and unhealthy injuries have been cured, but you have passed away and consumed too much vitality. Then a long period of rest will be needed to restore the weak body."

"Oh, Lucien, the scene just now almost scared my old man's heart from beating, but it was worthwhile to hear the symphony" Ode to Joy "at this price." Christophe saw Lucy Well, it ’s no problem. It ’s half teasing and half relaxing.

And Natasha exhaled gently, and then said seriously to Gossip: "Bishop Gossip, I will send Lucian back first, and then discuss with you about his injury."

"Natasha, remember to tell Franz, Fabryni and everyone else who saw me falling down that I'm okay. Don't let them worry about me." Lucien turned her head, to Natasha Said.

Natasha nodded gently: "Relax, I will tell the guards to announce that the most important thing for you is to rest and recover."

Seeing no one talking next to them, and seeing that Lucien, who had recovered, still leaned on Natasha's arms without resistance, the two were almost breathable, in the VIP boxes of Grand Duke Vaurit, Christopher, Victor, etc. The expressions of people all become slightly weird and ambiguous.

It wasn't until Natasha flew away with Lucien, that they recovered, and peeped at Grand Duke Valorit with strange congratulations, making the Grand Duke more melancholic.

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Mid-air, Natasha said proudly: "Lucien, after you 'death', my father should not force me to marry for a long time."

Then she said in a sad tone: "He will appreciate the pain of losing my two" lovers "in a row, and understand the shock I have suffered ..."

"Natasha, your acting is really good." Lucien praised heartily.

Natasha laughed and said: "That's awesome! I also like to watch opera!"

"However, when you first proposed to use" death "in exchange for the undisclosed heart of the church's discovery, did you just hold this thought and want to use me to get rid of the pressure exerted by the Duke?" Lucian hey.

Natashagan smiled and said: "Which is there? How is there! I just thought of it!"

"It's okay, we're good friends, Natasha, you admit it frankly, I won't be angry." Lucien raised her eyebrows as Natasha did.

Natasha looked left and right: "Well, hurry up and take you home, so I can put pressure on Bishop Gossip to facilitate your next plan."

Camille flew beside and looked at them expressionlessly.

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In the hall of chanting, I learned that Lucien Evans just fainted in excitement, and the nobles sighed in relief, and then slowly exited with a still excited mood.

They do n’t know it yet. The scene that Lucien just fell slowly in tribute and crazy passionate scenes, the scene like the black swan's wings falling, is their last to the big musician. impression.

After Christophe, Victor, Othello, and others walked out of the hall of chanting, they saw the black crowds on the nearby municipal square and the surrounding streets. When they heard their loud calls, they could not help but sigh: "I have never seen Such crazy scenes may be difficult to reproduce before I die. "

"Yes, but" Ode to Joy "is well deserved." Othello said seriously to the solemn and grand sacred music: "In my opinion, this is the most symphonic work so far, unparalleled!"

Even if Master Christopher was by his side, he would say so.