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Chapter 6 Baron Habello

——The data was calculated incorrectly in the first few chapters of the second part. It was actually only more than two months since Lucien left Alto. It has been corrected.==My math teacher cried.

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As a building from the late "Dawn War", the interior of Baron Habero's castle also inherited the distinctive features of this style. The broad and solemn hall, the narrow and high windows, together create a dark and mysterious atmosphere. .

"The Baron is waiting for all distinguished guests in the small restaurant on the second floor." Kailin stretched out her right hand and pointed to the stairs at the edge of the hall with a smile. "The hall on the first floor is mainly used for dances and country courts."

Lucien has been a princess consultant for half a year and is no stranger to various occasions and etiquette. With a smile on his face, he slowly walked up the stairs behind Kailin's well-maintained back. Wise seemed to often experience similar experiences. The banquet seemed very calm and indifferent, while Betty looked around the hall, which could accommodate hundreds of people for the dance, secretly sticking out her tongue. Even her calm sister and brother-in-law couldn't help but look around.

Going up the stairs, there is a long corridor. The candlesticks on both sides have been lit, illuminating the dark environment in the evening. At the same time, the portraits of Baron Habero hung on the two walls reflect the dim candlelight.

"That is the first generation of Baron Habero, who participated in the later Dawn War and was granted the title. Their family's bloodline is very powerful, and it is said that they have the ability to petrify themselves and others." Simon introduced to Lucien in a low voice, Habeiro. Baron Luo's heroic deeds are widely spread in the Principality of Djibouti.

Lucien was slightly stunned and looked at the oil paintings on both sides: "Is it a contact attack or a long-range attack?"

With a brief and professional question, Simon became more and more convinced that Lucien was a noble young master who had received good and formal knight training: "Mr. Evans, when Baron Habero was active, I was not born yet. What's in the bard's story? It’s all described.”

Nodding slightly and without asking any more questions, Lucien continued to follow Kailin who seemed to have heard nothing.

The Barons of Haberlo in the oil paintings are so lifelike that walking through them gives people the illusion of being watched, making people feel a sense of fear.

After walking not far, Kailin opened the door on the left.

Two iron-red wooden doors slowly opened to both sides, revealing a luxuriously decorated restaurant.

In the back of the restaurant is a long dining table, which has been set with white and delicate porcelain tableware, cutlery and candles. Several neatly dressed servants are standing close to the wall. In the space other than the dining table, there is a small indoor band. They played melodious and beautiful music, making the atmosphere of the entire banquet elegant.

There were soldiers guarding both sides of the gate. They only took away the long swords and other conspicuous weapons carried by Lucien and others, but did not pay any attention to the daggers that might be hidden.

A black-haired old man walked over surrounded by several waiters. He was wearing a brown robe that was popular during the Dawn War. He had a ruddy complexion and walked calmly and vigorously. There were only a few wrinkles on his statue-like simple face, which could not be seen at all. Over seventy years old.

"Welcome my guests, your arrival has re-energized this dying old guy." Baron Habero welcomed with a loud voice, his gray-white eyes were not cloudy at all, and only the middle finger of his right hand had a green ring on his body. Jade seal ring, simple and elegant.

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

Baron Habero looked at Lucien intently: "You must be Mr. Evans, right? Yes, you are young and handsome, with extraordinary strength, and your arms and legs contain powerful power."

As he spoke, he carefully looked at Lucien's arms, chest, thighs and face, which made Lucien feel scared: "Isn't this old guy a man-loving guy?"

Just when Lucien was about to feel sick and was about to stop him, Baron Habero finally turned his head and called out to the others, starting with Wise, followed by Simon and Joanna.

When he finally greeted Betty, Habero began to look up and down again, like a purebred pervert, his eyes widened when he saw Betty, and he was about to explode.

Habero seemed to be aware of his faux pas and said with a smile: "Please forgive me for my faux pas, because my body and spirit have been aging for a long time. Whenever I see Mr. Evans, Miss Betty, who is so energetic and promising,

When I was young, I could not help but recall myself as an adventurer. At that time, I also had such strong and flexible hands and feet, and such healthy and vibrant skin. Let’s drink to our youth.

!”

With a reasonable explanation, Betty put away her anger, and Lucien also dispelled the suspicion that Baron Habero liked men, but there was still an inexplicable feeling, which caused a slight depression.

Under the guidance of Mrs. Kellyn and the waiter, Lucien and others took their seats on both sides of the dining table.

"Lord Baron, why don't you see your butler, Mr. Cook?" Lucien asked with a little doubt after laying out the napkin.

Normally when a noble entertains guests, the butler should be responsible for the details, not the housekeeper's wife. Although it is not surprising for the housekeeper's wife to help make arrangements when there are female guests, it is very rude if the butler never shows up. As a competent person who understands etiquette

Guests must ask the host at this time. Of course, the reason why Lucien asked this was mainly because of the slight depression in his heart, and he wanted to find out what was wrong.

Baron Habero's face swayed with dark colors under the candlelight in front of him: "Haha, Cook just went out for business and won't be back until tomorrow morning. If Mr. Evans is willing to let me entertain you for one more day, you should be able to see it

he."

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

Although the musician Mars looks less than sixty years old, he has significantly more wrinkles on his face and gray hair on his head than Baron Habero, who is in his seventies.

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

After nearly a year of spread, the piano has almost become popular among wealthy families on the mainland. Even nobles such as Baron Habero in the mountains have begun to follow this trend.

In the midst of a series of complaints, Betty suddenly interrupted: "Actually, Mr. Mars, you didn't use the pedals well."

She didn't like people criticizing Mr. Lucien Evans's musical instrument.

Mars frowned: "Madam, music is not a professional thing and it's best not to speak carelessly. I think it's not that I didn't use the pedal." He had a good demeanor and did not criticize directly, just a little arrogant.

"This is not what I said, it was what Mr. Wise told me secretly just now. He is a gentleman with very high musical literacy!" Betty betrayed Wise without hesitation.

Mars turned to Wise, seeking an explanation.

Wise smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "Actually, I don't know much about music. I'm just learning piano recently..." As he spoke, he started talking about professional theories, listening to other people besides Mars and Lucien.

People are extremely dizzy.

Lucien held the water and listened with interest. These arguments had appeared in many Aalto newspapers, but they were finally completely shattered by his successful piano solo at the concert.

"Hey, the serious and formal era of symphony is over. It was a glorious and splendid era. I will never forget the crazy applause and countless crowds when the symphony was officially confirmed at the Aalto Music Festival. I will never forget it now.

There will no longer be such exciting scenes. Mr. Christopher, Mr. Leandro, Ms. Rania, Mr. Ionescu... so many great musicians have jointly supported an era that cannot be surpassed. It is a pity that

This era has come to an end just as it is inevitable that each of us will die." During the debate, Baron Habero expressed his views with emotion. He had also been to Alto.

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 music has the most vitality! Even Mr. Christopher accepted the theme music, and Ivan

Mr. Si can't be worse than those great musicians! The past era is over when it ends, there is no regret at all!" She completely forgot that there was a baron opposite.

So before dinner, everyone except Lucien joined in the argument, which gradually became heated.

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

"Mr. Evans, what do you think?"

Lucien thought for a moment and carefully weighed his tone: "Haha, Lord Baron, the reason why you feel that the past era cannot be transcended is because you participated in that era and experienced that glory personally. Denying that era is actually equivalent to denying you.

Decades of hobbies, participation and investment. What you like and miss is actually your young life. The same is true for you, Mr. Wise, Betty."

"Change and development are the main themes of any era. Whether it is good or bad, I am afraid it will be most appropriate to leave it to a few hundred years to evaluate."

The argument of being impartial and putting aside the argument temporarily settled the argument. Baron Habero couldn't help but sigh: "Mr. Evans, what you said makes sense. People always like to reminisce when they get old."

Mars was still a little worried: "I don't care about the quality of the music, but Mr. Wise, can you play the piano once and let me know why I am not good at using pedals."

"Haha, actually Mr. Mars, if you learn the latest piano music according to the sheet music, you will understand how to use the piano. I actually don't know much about music." Wise declined modestly.

Baron Habero chuckled and said, "I invited you, Mr. Wise, just to hear your performance. Why don't you take this opportunity to show it off?"

"Yes, Mr. Wise, please play a piece of music." Betty was also very interested.

Seeing everyone's requests, Wise smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Then I'll give it a try."

He walked to the piano and sat down directly. After calming down for ten seconds, he started playing.

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

It has to be said that Wise does have good abilities in music. He can play difficult music like "Pathetique" with ease, handling depression, briskness and explosion very well, which makes Betty, Mars and others listen to it.

You have to focus and be attentive.

"Without the integration of emotion, a pathos performance really seems pale." Lucien commented professionally, turning his head just in time to see the indescribably complicated expression on Baron Habero's face.

The muscles on his face were slightly distorted, and a gray-white light flashed under his skin, as if he was suppressing some painful emotions, which made Lucien's bad premonition stand out again.

Seemingly feeling Lucien's gaze, Baron Habero forced a smile and said: "Mr. Wise played very well. By the way, Mr. Evans, do you know Mr. Wise's full name?"

Lucien suppressed his doubts and vigilance: "Burt Wise."

"Burt Wise? That talented musician who went to Koser City to hold a concert?" Mars couldn't help being surprised when he heard Lucien's answer, "No wonder he plays so well... I still

I thought he was just an ordinary young man who likes music..."

Betty's eyes became bright, and she never expected that she had met a musician she liked: "Mr. Wise is great! But he is so humble and low-key, always saying that he doesn't know much about music."

"Well, it turns out he is really a musician." Lucien was indeed a little surprised.

The sad melody stopped, and Wise came back amid warm applause.

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

Lucien picked up the water glass in a funny manner and raised it to him: "Me too."

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The next topic shifted to Wise, and Lucien, who had a bad feeling in his heart, saw that dinner was about to start, so he called the waiter and asked him to lead him to the bathroom. (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, novel updates

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