Throne of Magical Arcana

In October, Aalto seems to be dotted with fruit on the cake, but it is sweet but slightly cold. The vast area nearby is dyed with a golden color, which intersects with the fallen leaves of the Lava tree in the city. With the poetic picture and the melodious music that can be heard faintly, everything seems so peaceful and beautiful, and it is worthy of the title of "Music Capital".

"Only the Melzer Black Forest will always be dominated by black ..." Natasha looked at the Black Forest on the other side of the quietly flowing river and said with emotion that her long purple hair was blown back by the autumn wind .

This Black Forest has left many memories of her hardships, pains and gains. Whether it is the strict knighthood training in the girlhood or the encounters that occurred in them, it is an experience that she cannot forget in her life.

"Black fir, a kind of unique tree near the black mountains, is suspected of being contaminated by the atmosphere of a certain degree of space ..." Lucien's tone of a scholar.

Natasha could n’t help being amused by his stern answer: “Why is it black all the year round? It does n’t make any sense to me. What makes sense is that I was once chased and killed by kobolds. Eating trees and fruits so much that the pain in the whole body is unbearable, the paralysis of poisoning can't move through the ground, and the abdominal injury can only be escaped by someone on his back ... "

She understood that Lucien's answer was to deliberately distract her attention, let her return from "musician" to "knight", and thus enjoy the "Alto Day Trip" a little bit more happily.

"You have been chased by kobolds? I think with your fighting talents, even if you don't stimulate blood power, it is no problem to crush kobolds." Lucien asked with interest, in his mind, Na Tasha was a "valkyrie" since childhood.

Natasha's mouth twitched: "I can handle it easily with ten or less kobolds. The problem is that there were hundreds of kobolds at that time, and one was capable of casting spells!"

"What the hell did you do to get the kobolds of several tribes to hunt you down together?" Lucien said funnyly.

Natasha gave a "huh" sound and raised her right arm: "I can't remember!"

"You don't always say that you have a good memory ..."

"Everyone will make mistakes, in short, they can't remember!"

The two slowly walked on the banks of the Belen River, where the river was clear, enjoying the familiar river wind, and Yan Yan recalled the past with a smile.

Suddenly, Natasha stopped and pointed to the lonely river bank full of garbage in front, and looked at Lucien with a smirk: "Is this the place where you harvest the first pot of gold in your life?"

"Yeah, thanks to Her Royal Highness for throwing a nightingale veil, which made me successfully take the first step away from the poor." Looking at the garbage pile, Lucian was still quite touched.

There, a few ragged poor people were enduring the stench and rummaging for valuable things. On the river embankment next to it stood a strong man with a big waist and round arms, supervising them with his arms around him, even in the golden moon. Only wore a thin brown coat.

Natasha exhaled slightly: "It's still controlled by a gang here after all."

"After Aaron's gang, Aalto appeared to have a new gang." Lucian was not surprised, but only with emotion. With the actual situation of Aalto, it was only a matter of time before a new gang was born.

The gangster noticed that a man and a woman on the road by the river were looking at themselves and the poor people rummaging underneath. They wanted to warn them not to do much business, but they found that they were dressed like nobles, so they were not reckless Turned his head, pretending to appreciate the river, quietly watching the other party's actions.

Lucian and Natasha did nothing, continued to bathe in the river wind, and walked towards the city gate of the market area, which made the gangsters breathe a long sigh of relief.

At this time, it was Lenta ’s tea time. For Aalto ’s goalkeeper, it happened to be the most weary and least active moment, so they glanced at Lucien and Natasha, who had slightly changed their appearance, see All of them were well-dressed, and they waved them into the city gate.

The familiar and noisy market area, the lingua franca of Aalto's accent, a completely different but equally familiar clothing style from Luntat, gave Lucien and Natasha the most intuitive shock at the first time.

"The market area has not changed at all, as if we have never left ..." Natasha often goes from this gate to the manor outside the city, and often wears a veil to come here to find strange and interesting things, so the market area Not new.

Lucien nodded and took a deep breath. The familiar smell mixed with barbecue, spices, dyes, tobacco, alcohol and various smells made him seem to have returned to the original, difficult in the market area. Discuss the beginning of life.

"I used to move the goods here. At that time, my body was not strong enough, and a package of goods would make me crooked ..." Lucian pointed to some shops on the street.

Natasha smiled and listened, and followed him through the market area, pointing at a shop from time to time:

"This grocery store has a history of fifty years. When I first came, my grandfather was entertaining guests, and now he looks like his grandson ..."

"... The boss recognized me when I bought the ancient lyre, and almost fainted ..."

Lucien also remembered the market area: "... It was on this street that John and I beat down the Aaron gangsters ..."

That was the beginning of my initial recognition and true integration into this world.

A pedestrian watched the two men and women who were like aristocratic couples walking leisurely in the market area, pointing at them from time to time. It was inevitable that it was strange, but how could Lucian and Natasha care about their eyes.

Walking, the two crossed the market area and entered the administrative area. The pedestrians began to decrease, and the streets gradually became quiet. Only one street musician and bard was playing different music, creating a musical The ocean gives people a sense of sublimation while walking.

Natasha listened carefully, and after a while laughed: "G major string serenade ..." Moonlight "... The second movement of" Since the New Kingdom "..." Sadness "... dedicated to," dedicated to the West "Elvia" ... I didn't think you left Aalto for so long, your music is still being played regularly. The more tracks played by street artists and bards represent its popularity, the classic music really does not matter When is it classic ... "

"There is also your march ..." The Lava trees on either side fluttered with golden leaves. Lucian listened carefully and distinguished the different tunes.

Natasha hummed a melody proudly, and then sighed slightly: "But compared to before, the frequency of your repertoire has been greatly reduced. Most of the songs I just heard are the latest outstanding music."

Both are concerned about the development of Aalto's music and are no strangers to the outstanding ones.

"This is a good thing, things are constantly evolving and changing, always sticking to the past, not making any improvements at all, it can only show that Aalto's music is dead, fortunately, we haven't heard that." Lucien Do not mind authentic.

Natasha didn't answer for the time being, but pulled Lucien to stop outside a restaurant, listening to the street musician at the door playing the "Sorrow" with a piano, which is recognized as a very difficult work, but he played Very comfortable, so many Aalto people who understand music stop to listen.

His early depression, depression, pain and tragedy created a very good atmosphere, so when the last movement pops up bursting, high-pitched notes with dazzling movements, it can especially bring up the emotions of the surrounding audience.

After the piano performance, there was a warm applause all around.

The young piano player seemed a little unpredictable to his popularity, sitting behind the piano in a daze for a long time without responding.

He is a music lover who came to Aalto to pursue his dream in a small city. He thinks that the foundation of the music is solid and has excellent talents. He can certainly achieve extraordinary achievements. It made him painful, hovering, depressed and depressed, and the stretch in life made him have to accept the request of the restaurant owner. Who knows, today's concert will be so welcome?

"Very good, not a pale performance, with emotional resonance." Natasha applauded gently, and then took out a coin, ready to throw it to the street artist like other listeners.

However, her actions were stopped by Lucien, and she laughed and said: "Are you going to give him the 'Queen's Gold Coin'?"

Due to the expulsion of the Southern Church, the Kingdom of Holm is also re-molding coins. Unlike the common currency, the Queen ’s gold coin is equivalent to Quintal, but the Queen ’s head is engraved on it.

Natasha gave a laugh: "Hah, didn't notice, did you have Quintal?"

Lucien shook her head, took the Queen's gold coin, gently rubbed it with her thumb, and then the Queen's gold coin became a quintal.

The young player recovered, thanking the kindness of the audience around him. Suddenly, he saw a shiny gold coin fall in front of him.

"Kintal?" He was stunned, right?

A gentle voice rang in his ears: "It plays very well and integrates his feelings and insight into the music, bringing this music to a distinct personal style. This is very rare, but you There are still some problems with my playing and understanding of music ... "

"Question?" The player hasn't recovered, and then heard Lucien's words of explanation and analysis, each one of which is in his heart, because most of this has been awkward for a long time. It was because I felt very satisfied, but only after I heard it did I find the wrong experience.

After a while, he was truly awake and found that the gentleman guiding himself and his wife had gone a long way, leaving only two backs walking side by side.

He wanted to catch up and thank him, but the restaurant owner was still staring at himself, and could only say loudly, "Thank you!"

Really a noble gentleman, no, it must be a musician!

Lucien didn't look back, raised his hand, beckoning that he had received it.

"You really like being a teacher." Natasha smiled and looked at Lucien beside her.

Lucien smiled: "It's not like being a teacher, but a kind of gratitude. If I didn't meet Mr. Victor and didn't get his exceptional teaching, I would definitely not have any later achievements. When I am human, I will give some guidance. Maybe their life is not as good as this impetus. Ha ha, I am giving back to the society. "

"Repay the society ..." Natasha thought of the joke of "revenge society", his expression seemed to be a smile.

Just walking like this, the two quickly came to the Aalto Musicians Association and saw the unique "beating flame" building, which is famous for its light but complicated asymmetric beauty.

"It's still like this, it hasn't changed ..." Lucien and Natasha both sighed similarly, but Natasha quickly shook her head and looked around: "I don't know if this is good It ’s bad. The places I passed before showed that during the years I left Aalto, there was almost no change. It seemed to be frozen in time, and Luntat, maybe this morning is the same, the afternoon is completely There is another 'face'. "

Lentat, which is in a period of great development, and Lentat, which has carried out many infrastructure constructions, has undergone earth-shaking changes throughout the city, as Lucien predicted.

"Regardless of the lives of ordinary people, this kind of Aalto may be more suitable for the current music style ..." Lucien said without any pejorative.

"Also, Luntat's current appearance always feels inconsistent with the current symphony style. It should be another music that suits it ..." Natasha nodded seriously.

"Different cultures and different eras will definitely breed different music ..." Lucien said sincerely, sullenly in her heart, maybe one day Luntat will develop rock music ...

Natasha was about to speak, her expression suddenly sinking: "Uh, Mr. Victor ..."

It was Lucien's music teacher Victor who came out of the Aalto Musicians Association. He was surrounded by many musicians and performers, boarded the carriage, and drove towards the hall of Saint Chant.

Lucien looked at this scene quietly, without moving her footsteps.

"Don't see him?" Natasha stared at Lucien with her silver-purple eyes.

Lucien shook his head, his voice slightly erratic and said: "No need anymore ..."

This will upset his life, and finally make the church not pay attention to him.

Natasha laughed aloud and deliberately diverted the topic: "Then let's go to Shengyong Hall to listen to a concert? I don't know who it will be?"

"Okay." Lucien had no opinion. The anti-magic circle had no effect on the legend.