Victor is not a fool who only focuses on music and has a dull nerve, he feels Wolff's hostility very clearly, his heart is angry mixed with funny, and it is not that he robbed him of the opportunity to hold a concert in the Psalm Hall, but when the board of directors selected and compared musicians, it happened that he and him entered the final discussion.
"Of course, Wolf, I have written a new piano concerto and am very satisfied, do you want to listen to it in advance?" Victor laughed back with a smile, his piano concerto had been registered with the Musicians Association, and he was not worried that Wolf would plagiarize it after listening to it.
Wolf didn't expect Victor to sweep away the stagnation and decadescence of several weeks, full of confidence, his face immediately turned blue, he hummed twice, and said stiffly: "Victor, I should still be a little curious, I hope that in three months, in the Hall of Psalms, you will not disappoint me." Victor was so confident that Wolff was afraid that after listening to his piano concerto, not only would he not be able to think of harsh words to hit him, but he would not be able to eat well and sleep well in the past three months.
Victor spread his hands and said with a smile: "It's a pity, I originally wanted you to give me some advice."
Wolfe didn't want to continue on this topic, so he turned his eyes and saw Lucian next to Victor, saw his old, cheap linen clothes, and raised his chin in contempt and said, "Victor, when did you know the lowly, uneducated poor?"
Although starting from Wolfe's great-grandfather, their family has not received a title for several generations, but no matter what, Wolfe's distant relatives still have a viscount and several lords, which does not prevent him from considering himself a member of the aristocracy, looking down on Victor, musicians from commoners, and always maintaining a cold and noble attitude, naturally not to mention a poor man like Lucian, coupled with hatred and hatred for Victor, seeing Lucian beside him, Wolf was like seeing a disgusting mouse running to his own dining table.
No matter where it is, as long as there is a difference between wealth and wealth, and status, some people will artificially rely on them to distinguish between "noble and low", modern society is better, this strange fusion of the Renaissance and the dark Middle Ages is completely naked, and proud, if you want to change this discrimination, you can only rely on your own strength.
Victor, who was born as a commoner, also had an indescribable disgust for Wolfe's attitude, frowned, and said very seriously: "Pay attention to your words, Wolf, this is Lucian, a student who has only recently studied music with me, well, a young man with great musical talent."
Although Victor himself does not discriminate against the poor, the atmosphere, atmosphere and education of the whole world still have a deep influence on him, so when introducing Lucian, in order to prevent him from being discriminated against, coupled with his own disgust towards Wolf, Victor couldn't help but blow the bull, even until now, he himself didn't know if Lucian would be born with a lack of joy.
"Hahaha, he, hahahaha, he has a talent for music? A lowly poor man who has never been educated and educated in music has a musical talent? Victor, I think your mind is going crazy to prepare for the concert." Wolf seemed to have heard something very funny, laughed so hard that he lost his demeanor, leaned forward and backward, and the grievances he had just held back completely disappeared, laughing loudly at Victor and Lucian.
Victor did not expect his good intentions to brag, but caused such a big reaction from Wolfe, while lamenting that he could not understand Wolfe, he could only continue to hold on: "Aalto is the city of psalms, the capital of music, everyone here is favored by the Lord and influenced by music, even the poor, there are many excellent bards, and some people's musical talents are the gift of the Lord, they are born with it, and the acquired edification and education are only to wipe away the dust that obscures the light of the gem, Let it bloom in its original brilliance, don't you?"
Wolfe smiled and shook his head, pointing at Lucian: "There is indeed such a musical genius, but since it is a gift from the Lord, the charismatic power of the bloodline should be easily stimulated, so Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha is, His Excellency Count Verdi is, and you, a 'student', what is your name, yes, Lucian, definitely not, if he can become a great musician, I will publicly apologize to you and him in the "Music Review", and I will never hold a concert again."
Anyway, when the time comes, as long as it is not recognized as excellent, even if Victor uses this sentence to find himself, he can fool around and deny it.
According to the information Lucian knew these days, Princess Natasha is the only bloodline of Grand Duke Vaorit, the Countess of Violet, and this title is a title that must be inherited first before each Grand Duke succeeds to the throne, because the Violet family is the Violet family. Her musical talent is very good, she is good at violin, flute, harpsichord, if it weren't for her status, I'm afraid she would have become an excellent musician, of course, as a knight, Natasha is also an outstanding fifth-level knight, only twenty-five years old, not far from the rank of the sky knight.
Count Verdi is also a member of the Violet family, the nephew of the Grand Duke, who has written several excellent pieces, and is currently not in his own territory, but as the highest commander of the city guard in Aalto, and has just become a fifth-level knight.
After saying that, Wolf didn't look at Victor, and walked towards the staircase with a smile.
Victor shook his head in disgust and said to Lucian: "Don't worry about this narrow-minded, bitter, vulgar guy, just do your own studies with peace of mind, you go take care of other things in the afternoon, and officially come to Elena tomorrow morning and ask her to take you to the library.
Watching Victor leave, Lucian turned his head and handed the contract to Elena: "I'm going to trouble you tomorrow, Elena."
Elena smiled, and there was a shallow vortex on the left: "This is my job, Lucian. By the way, don't pay attention to Mr. Wolfe, most people in the association don't like him, except for those directors, well, directors with titles."
"Hehe, Mr. Wolfe, who always looks at us with his chin proudly, will he look at the chins of several directors humbly and respectfully?" Lucian humorously made a sarcastic remark based on the meaning of Elena's words, which made Elena giggle.
After joking with Elena, Lucian was busy going back to explore the sewer entrance, so he took his leave.
"Lucian!" After walking a few steps, Lucian suddenly heard Elena's shout, and turned around to look at her in confusion.
Elena clenched her right hand into a small fist and waved it: "Lucian, I believe in you, even if you can't become a musician, you must become an excellent musician, see what Mr. Wolf's expression is like when the time comes!"
Before joining the Musicians Guild, Elena's life was between the poor and the common people, so she sympathized with Wolf's tone just now and was very dissatisfied.
Lucian waved his fist like her and said perfunctorily: "Definitely!"
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At around nine o'clock in the evening, except for a few drunkards, there was no one in sight in the Adjang district, and there were occasional low barks of wild dogs in the silence of the night.
At dinner, after telling Uncle Joel and Aunt Alyssa the good news that he had found a very good job with Mr. Victor's help, Lucian returned to his cabin under the pretext of studying, meditating and analyzing the magic he was preparing to learn later.
Quietly flashed out of the hut, gently closed the wooden door, Lucian walked lightly to a remote sewer entrance that had been explored in the afternoon, and when he analyzed the four magic circles, he could use magic materials to arrange and use some weakened and auxiliary versions of formal magic, such as "micro-effect fossil mud", which is to open a secret passage in his house to lead to the sewer, and to build a magic laboratory in the sewer Useful magic, then there is no need to go in and out to arouse suspicion.
After patiently observing that no one was around, Lucian cautiously entered the sewer entrance.
This time, the stench and the slippery and dirty environment around Lucian still made Lucian uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but it could not stop his enthusiasm for learning magic, wandering through the sewers, looking for remote corners, and marking rough sewer maps in the soul library.
And during the process, Lucian also took down a lot of the moss that glowed faintly on the wall and put it in his left pants pocket, because this moss is called "fluorescent moss", which is a casting material for the apprentice-level informal magic "Forbidden Light".
While searching, Lucian felt strange that he still hadn't encountered the beggars living in the sitter that Correa said, and the surroundings were quiet, except for Lucian's own slight footsteps, which felt very depressing.
Soon, Lucian found a very suitable venue for magic experiments, this is a three-way road, more than ten steps ahead is sealed by a boulder, the left leads deeper, as long as the position is good, it is easy to find out if there is anyone approaching on the left and behind.
Squeezing out a ball of sulfur powder from the pocket on the right side of the linen crop top, Lucian sighed a little, if you can't become a formal magician, it is very troublesome just to carry the spellcasting materials with you, you only have four, and you can put them in four pockets respectively.
Recalling the structure of the spell that was analyzed, as well as the process of magic construction that he understood, Lucian stretched out his right hand, pinched his fingers, and a fine sulfur powder slowly slipped from his hand, making a strange, awkward sound from his mouth, and the expression on his face was serious and gloomy under the fluorescent light.
(End of this chapter)