Chapter 62 cleared the suspicion
"What happened last night made such a big wave? The church actually uses this kind of carpet investigation? No, I should have been in contact with witches before, so I was on the suspect list, but it wasn't the highest priority, otherwise how could someone not find it until the afternoon." Lucian didn't panic, thought calmly, and calmly said excuses: "I didn't sleep until late last night to complete the last part of the music, and it seemed that I was overdrawn, so I was very tired in the morning and thought I was sick, but by noon I had completely recovered, I should have just been overconsumed."
How could Lucian have the church check on his physical condition?
Correa continued to ask: "Can anyone prove what the disease is? If not, please come back to church with me for a check-up."
"As I said earlier, it's just the fatigue caused by composing music, not illness." Lucian still replied calmly.
At this moment, Victor took a step forward and said, "Mr. Guard, I can attest that my student Lucian was composing the score last night and caused his morning fatigue because he wrote an outstanding, great work. Whenever I can complete a satisfying work, I often feel a kind of exhaustion from the heart."
Correa glanced at Victor: "Are you?"
"He is Mr. Victor, a musician, and Lucian's teacher." Elena introduced with some fright, and at the same time looked at Lucian very strangely, "He? Compose music?"
"And it got such a high evaluation from Mr. Victor! Did Mr. Victor say this to deal with the church guards?"
Correa took out a quill and wrote something on a black booklet: "Mr. Victor, you are Lucian's teacher, so your testimony will not be fully accepted, are there any other witnesses? If not, please Lucian, please go back to church with me once, not to be interrogated by the court, but to check your physical condition."
Lucian looked very calm on the outside, but he was thinking about how to shirk it in his mind, so the scene became quiet.
"I can prove that he really completed an excellent work, and it is an excellent piece of music that fights against evil and struggles with difficulties, and I think he must have burned his soul and all his passion when composing the music."
"I am Baron Othello, director of the Musicians Association."
On the one hand, although he hates that kind of music, he is sure of Lucian's musical talent and possible effort, what he just said will not be false, if he doesn't even have the fatigue after completing the work, Othello will doubt Lucian, on the other hand, Othello doesn't want to disrupt the Victor concert he has begun to look forward to, and he also has to maintain the dignity of the Musicians' Association.
Correa nodded slightly and recorded a line of words on the booklet again: "Lord Baron, with your testimony, I think I can leave."
According to the information given by the court, Lucian was still an ordinary person when he was interrogated three months ago, but the mysterious "professor" was a powerful, at least three-ring magician, he would never have grown to this point in just three months, even if he sold his soul to the devil, he couldn't do it!
The judge and the bishop judged it this way, so in the first round of review in the morning, Lucian was not included in the list, and in the afternoon, Correa saw that Lucian had a very small suspicion, and then had the idea of taking him back and making him suffer a little, which was to cut off the knight's hope for Gary.
Now that there is a baron to prove it, Correa will not force it, offending the nobles will be very troublesome for someone like him who has not yet become a member of the Temple and other knights.
Seeing Correa turn and leave, Lucian finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, as long as his body was examined, he would immediately be found to be injured rather than sick and tired, fortunately, he had the proof of Baron Othello and Mr. Victor, this symphony of fate, his biggest gain was this aspect.
"You guys go prepare the music and practice, my requirements are very demanding." Othello nodded, turned back to the office, and was casually closed the door.
Elena opened her beautiful green and crystal clear eyes, and looked at Lucian as if she were looking at a stranger: "I heard it right, Director Othello actually said that Lucian wrote an excellent work?!"
Because Victor was there, she didn't dare to ask Lucian directly, but her curiosity was like a live rabbit, jumping around in her heart, making her reluctant to leave the place and return to the lobby on the first floor.
Because of Correa's arrival, the entire third floor was alarmed, and Wolf saw Victor at the door of the Othello Council from a distance and walked over in confusion: "What happened just now? Why are you here, Victor?"
"I don't know, it's okay anyway." Victor shook his head, "I'm here to ask Director Othello to change the repertoire."
After that, he would practice here every day, and even if he didn't let others listen, the band members would not keep it a secret, so Victor said it directly.
Wolfe's face suddenly became ugly: "Have you connected your melody and inspiration to write a new music?" It is impossible for a musician like him to believe that Victor will suddenly have inspiration, and then there will be a new piece of music in a few hours, this kind of thing must be prepared for at least a month or two, so I think it is Victor who suddenly has inspiration and connects the previous accumulation and preparation, "Did Director Othello agree? Didn't he already tell Her Highness the repertoire?"
A series of questions completely exposed Wolff's eagerness and unwillingness.
"Director Othello has promised that as long as the band's performance meets the requirements, he will be responsible for informing Her Royal Highness about the repertoire change." Victor is not kind enough to tolerate Wolf, who is full of malice towards himself, and with a smile he tells Wolf that the last thing he wants to hear is the truth.
Wolfe shook his head, his voice slightly sharpened: "This is impossible, how could Director Othello agree to such a ridiculous request with the music you improvised?"
Victor said seriously: "Wolf, unfortunately, Director Othello has promised that you can go and protest to him, although I don't know what position and reason you will use. Well, and this new work is not mine, it's my student Lucian's, and you think you'll never be a musician. On the contrary, his miserable life in poverty gave him the inspiration and motivation to write, which allowed him to write such touching music."
Wolf laughed out loud and pointed at Lucian next to him: "He? Victor, you tell me that a poor man who has studied music for less than three months has written an excellent piece of music that can be played in the Hall of Psalm? Are you crazy, or do you think I'm a fool? Hahaha, if he can write it in such a short time, then I will fulfill my vow and only write music reviews and not create music from now on, if not, then Victor, you have to apologize to me for your lies."
"Wolf, before you lie, it's best to make sure that you can hear it when the concert comes, and Mr. Joseph will put the score in the library for you to read." This kind of music that has not yet been officially performed will not enter the library immediately after registration.
Seeing Victor's serious and serious expression, Wolf's laughter stopped abruptly, and then glanced at Lucian next to him: "I think you're really crazy, you will take a beginner's music to play in the Hall of Psalm, waiting to lose all your fame and status, Victor!"
Before turning to leave, he said to Lucian: "As long as you are recognized as an excellent musician, as long as your music is unanimously evaluated, I will fulfill my oath."
Watching Wolf's back disappear into the corner, Victor couldn't help but laugh: "Pride breeds prejudice, prejudice makes people stupid, and stupidity often makes people bitter, as long as Wolf is a little smarter, he will not say such things if he confirms with Director Othello and Joseph first, and we have no obligation to prevent him from being punished. Alright, Lucian, if you're tired, go back and rest for a day, and come to help me arrange the music and help the band practice before the concert tomorrow. I will discuss the library with Mr. Hank."
Lucian's injury was not yet healed, and he really needed to rest and recover, so he was not pretentious, went back to the lounge to get an umbrella, and walked to the hall on the first floor with Elena.
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Lucian was a little uncomfortable by Elena's curious, surprised, and puzzled gaze.
Elena looked at Lucian as if she had seen Lucian for the first time, and when she was about to reach the first floor, she said, "I don't think you are the Lucian I know, although when you pointed out my musical knowledge, I knew that you were making rapid progress in music, but being able to compose a piece of music, a work that was praised by Mr. Victor and Director Othello, was really something I couldn't imagine. Before I heard it just now, even if I dreamed, I had never dreamed of such a thing."
Lucian spread his hands: "I don't know what's going on, I was able to write so quickly after having inspiration, maybe it's because this inspiration comes from my inner emotions, from my experience in the past ten years."
Elena was still very ignorant of the cycle of music creation, and after listening to Lucian's words, she smiled and said: "Maybe you are a real musical genius, Lucian. Hey, I believed in you from the beginning, and don't forget me as a friend after becoming a great musician."
"Of course not." Lucian walked to the first floor, said goodbye to Elena, and walked out the door.
Elena stood in place, watching Lucian's back disappear, and after a long time walked to Casey's side, she said to herself: "What kind of person is he......"
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After returning to the Adjean district in neat formal attire, after being teased by Joel as "little Evans has become a gentleman", Lucian ate a piece of black bread casually, then fell on the bed and fell asleep completely relaxed, and did not wake up satisfied until nine o'clock at night.
Looking at the entrance to the basement, Lucian held back the idea of using the blood of evil creatures to summon the undead to obtain the dust of the wraith, ready to wait for the effects of this incident to calm down before proceeding, and then Lucian took out another tube of Storm Potion from a hidden place in the cabin and drank it to treat the remaining injuries.
Feeling the spiciness of every drop of liquid beating, Lucian's body's potential was overdrawn again, and his spirit became better, coupled with the gains from previous spellcasting and fighting, Lucian began to meditate, using star power to temper his mental power, intending to enter the stage of a formal magic apprenticeship.
At this stage, not only will there be an increase in apprentice-level magic that can be cast continuously, but it will also be that the recovery speed of spiritual power will be faster, and the resistance to spiritual magic will be a little stronger.
(End of this chapter)