On the streets of Corser City, Lucien, Simon, Joanna, and Betty slowly walked towards the city gate. A high-flying eagle flew by in the sky, with a package tied to its back and a
A large basket for fresh meat.
"Mr. Evans, are you really leaving Coser City today?" Betty looked at Lucien with regret. If she was still a little doubtful when Lucien admitted his identity, then as the registration was completed,
"Moonlight", the musicians in Coser City tried to play the next two movements, and she completely believed that the handsome, elegant, powerful and gentle Mr. Evans in front of her was her favorite musician, the one she often dreamed about.
The prince of music.
Because the various complex piano techniques, the beautiful melodies that are light and short or stormy, as well as the fiery emotions and the high and firm will, all demonstrate Mr. Evans' unique style, which is undoubtedly another masterpiece.
A very outstanding piano sonata that can impress anyone.
Lucien had already seen the signs of the magic circle in Koser City during his previous wandering. Due to Hunter's unexpected death, the invitation was postponed for three days and the location remained unchanged, so he smiled slightly and said: "I still have important things to rush on.
, we can’t stay in Corser City, and we can’t hold a concert. Betty, you should train well as a knight. If you can become a real knight, maybe we can meet in Alto. If that’s the case, I will tell you privately when the time comes.
Play a song."
"Really?" Betty said in surprise. This was a small agreement between the musician she admired and herself, so she was full of motivation and nodded fiercely, "I will definitely train hard!"
As Betty clenched her fists in reverie, Joanna and Simon whispered together: "Thank you, Mr. Evans, for inspiring Betty."
"It's just a small gift." Lucien turned around and said, "This journey with you is something worth remembering. Okay, I'm leaving Koser City."
Seeing Lucien's back disappearing into the afternoon sun, Simon and the others did not wonder why he dared to go alone, nor did they wonder why he still insisted on setting off even though it was almost evening. According to him, the reason why he hired adventurers
The team was formed because he was lazy and liked to be quiet and needed help with chores. But now that he had an emergency due to the encounter at Baron Habero's castle, he was in a hurry and naturally relied on his strong strength to cross the mountains.
"Looking back now, these eleven days are really like a dream." Betty murmured to herself, clenching her fists and full of motivation.
Simon and Joanna nodded in agreement, then pinched their golden talons and began to think about which noble they should find to guide formal knight training.
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In the hall of the Koser City Musicians Association.
Casper stood in front of the counter, looking at the place where Lucien wrote the letter: "Chris, why don't we replace this place with steel products, and then erect a statue of Mr. Evans, um, the one where he wrote the music score."
Look like that. Then spread the word that the talented musician Mr. Lucien Evans composed the famous piano sonata "Moonlight" here. There should be many noble lords as guests, right?"
After Lucien turned down concerts and invitations to stay as a guest, he had other ideas.
"Yeah..." Chris still had a dreamy smile, looking ahead blankly, not hearing what Casper was saying.
Casper didn't mind either. He touched his chin, frowned and thought, and had a nonsensical discussion with Chris.
At this time, a member of the Musicians Association returned from outside: "Director Casper, I have arranged for Mr. Wise to stay in the villa. Do you have any other instructions?"
"Nothing, don't disturb me. Chris, what do you think about adding an oil painting of Mr. Evans in the hall?" Casper waved his hand completely nonchalantly.
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On the night of the third Monday in July, a silver moon hung high in the sky, casting a bright and cool light.
Lucien, bathed in the moonlight, traveled quickly across the mountains and forests, and could already see the beautiful mirror-like lake outside the Castle of Caronldia.
For more than ten days, Lucien has been walking alone and strangely, so that no one can grasp his whereabouts. Fortunately, the Principality of Djibouti is mountainous, and it is common to take the wrong road and get lost in the mountains.
Therefore, Lucien could now rush to the Castle of Carnaldia without any worries and no need to worry about his identity as a musician being exposed.
Of course, the professor and musician Lucien Evans appeared in the Principality of Djibouti at about the same time, which will always cause subtle associations among those who know it. However, to deal with it directly as one person still requires an extremely bold imagination, because there are reasons that can be explained
a lot of.
The castle is still the same as Lucien saw last time, with many minion-like spiers standing up, and its pitch-black appearance is always so heart-stopping.
On the grass outside the gate, there were already many mysterious people wearing black hooded robes waiting there. Lucien glanced over and felt that there were at least three to four hundred people.
Some of these mysterious people are very special. They wear magic robes of various colors, without covering their faces with hoods, and show their appearance openly. They are both male and female. Their common characteristics are that they are sinister and dull in appearance, and they are different from others.
Nineteen men in black robes formed a loose small circle, chatting among themselves. Others around them stayed far away, keeping a clear distance, as if they were very afraid of them.
"They should be official magicians. They used the magic of 'Concealment' to change their appearance." Lucien, who is also a formal magician, quickly judged the reason. "But if you encounter someone whose mental power or will is stronger than your own,
For two-level experts, the 'Concealment Technique' will be directly seen through. In addition, the dozen or so men in black robes who should also be official magicians did not use it. It seems that several of them are probably mid-level magicians, and they are not worried about high-level experts.
The following people can see through their disguise." Lucien himself also did not dare to use concealment techniques.
After it was clear that the twenty-three were official magicians, Lucien thought with slight surprise: "Only in the entire Wilfrid Territory are there so many magicians? Maybe there are still people who haven't come yet?"
The original Wilfrid Territory included two principalities in the central and southern part of the continent, one of which was a county. Its area was much larger than that of the Violet Principality. The total number of knights was estimated to be three to four hundred, but there were only about twenty magicians.
.
Without concealing his figure, Lucien emerged from the dark shadows and walked towards the gate of Carenldia Castle, attracting many men in black robes to look back.
Perhaps it was because there were no obvious marks on their bodies that they could not judge whether they were familiar with him or not. They slowly turned back and talked with their companions, ignoring this strange guy. Anyway, many of the people who arrived today were unknown to them.
The twenty or so magicians glanced at Lucien and started discussing in low voices.
Lucien slowly walked up to the four magic apprentices, looked around calmly, and listened to their conversation.
In a conversation filled with words such as "corpse", "eyeballs", "resentment", and "undead", a magic apprentice who was obviously too fat and stretched his black robe tightly noticed the quiet dinner party next to him.
, with the idea of possibly exchanging materials, he greeted: "Hello, we are magic apprentices from the southern mountains of the Principality of Djibouti. Which country are you from? What should I call you?"
"I'm from Kazan County, you can call me 'Professor'." Lucien replied with the intention of obtaining some information.
Kazan County is the country opposite Longya Town.
"Haha, it turns out I'm a guest from Kazan. You can call me 'Fat Man'." The obese magic apprentice and his companions had obviously not heard of the nickname "Professor", "They are 'Groubber', 'Bread' and
'wine'."
Lucien glanced at the "fat man", a little suspicious that his obesity was disguised: "It's my first time to attend such a banquet. I didn't expect so many magicians and magic apprentices to gather. I don't know how many more have not come.
?”
The short and sturdy "Bread" whispered: "I just heard the magician who brought us here say that these are probably the vast majority of magicians and magic apprentices in the three nearby countries. They can only study alone or in a small circle.
, I haven’t been exposed to the big environment, and the small parts that no one is familiar with are not here.”
"Master Magician..." Lucien was startled. He did not expect that there would be so few remaining magic apprentices in the original Wilfrid Territory. In the territory of Viscount Stanley of Coser City alone, there were only a few people with the ability to serve as knights.
Probably closer to a thousand.
"That's the magicians over there." "Fat Man" quietly pointed at the more than 20 magicians and said in a tone of awe and yearning.
The word "apprentice" even in today's Alto means low status, and losing the freedom of many years of life in exchange for learning opportunities. The two words "magic apprentice" inherited from the dark ages hundreds of years ago further indicate that they are related to formal magicians.
There is an abyss-like gap, regardless of strength or status. Even in the eyes of some crazy ancient magicians, apprentices are often synonymous with materials and experimental products.
And here alone, the ratio of apprentices to magicians is close to twenty to one.
"That's the one who brought us here..."
The fat man's voice suddenly trembled, because he saw the twenty or so magicians quickly leaving without warning, surrounding himself and others, and his whole body trembled with fear.
The leader, an old man with gray hair and a face as thin as a mummy, pointed at Lucien with a long magic wand that seemed to be made of white bones: "My friend, who are you? You'd better confess.
Because we have never seen you."
Lucien didn't expect to be surrounded by local magicians as soon as he arrived. It was completely beyond his expectation: "How do they identify them?"
Soon, Lucien understood that this should be due to the organization of the Death Feast.
After receiving the request from the visitors from the Continental Magic Council, Viscount Carenildia probably summoned the magicians he felt he could trust to draw up a list to ensure that no one from the church sneaked in. The list drawn up by the magicians must be from their familiar circle.
Because he is not known to the magician, he is undoubtedly a huge suspect. (To be continued. Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)