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Salde was like an old man in his twilight years, his eyes were dim and cloudy, and his reaction to things seemed to be very slow, but he still had a kind and kind smile, turning a blind eye to the abnormalities of Grand Duke Valrit and Natasha: "A few months ago, because of the Lord's revelation and accurate information, the night watchman of the Inquisition tracked down a dispatcher of the Magic Council hidden in Alto. And try to contact the inheritors of ancient magic here."
"Maybe they just want to bring the inheritors of Alto's ancient magic to the Magic Council, they have been doing this kind of thing for more than two hundred years, and every time a magician is added, according to the current structure of the Magic Council, it can increase a lot of power, unless that magician doesn't want to grow anymore." As a devout believer, Grand Duke Vaulite does not seem to have the same fear and disgust towards magicians as ordinary people, perhaps because he has seen a lot and has a complete understanding.
While Sarde, Grand Duke Vaulit, and Natasha, the three most authoritative people in the principality sitting in the first row of the box, discussed this matter, the counts and countesses behind them listened carefully, their expressions were also slightly strange, as if they remembered some rumor, but none of them interjected.
"Judging from the people he came into contact with in Aalto, there was indeed another plan, but unfortunately the Night's Watch failed to capture him alive and let him destroy himself." Salde did not answer, but glanced at the tall paladin guarding the side wearing full armor and unable to see his face, and it was up to him to explain for Grand Duke Vaurit and Princess Natasha.
"We suspect that the mysterious magician 'Professor' should have come for the same plot, and also shouldered the responsibility of investigating the death of the magician before it, so we can judge that he came to Aalto after the witch was burned."
Only a knight of the church can be called a paladin.
Although Natasha's expression was a little strange before, she was relaxed as she leaned leisurely on the back of the chair, and at this time she looked at the seats of ordinary nobles and musicians below with a smile: "Your mastery of the Alto magic circle seems to be very good."
Although Natasha's devotion to the God of Truth was praised by Cardinal Salder, and her teacher was the head of the Church's Knights of the Holy Sword, she looked so lazy even in front of the cardinal and the archduke when praying and facing the God of Truth.
"Although he deliberately concealed his knowledge of magic, the current magic system is different from the ancient magic system, which made his cover-up a little unsuccessful, but it can be seen that this professor does not trust Alto's magicians, I think he probably suspects that the previous magician was rounded up because he came into contact with Alto's magical circle."
The tall paladin said the judgment within the church, "And our two hidden people in the Aalto magic circle, because of that matter, were also suspected by others, it was difficult to follow the 'professor', and until there was the exact news of the 'professor', the night watchman did not dare to approach their secret meeting, so as not to fall into the trap, I am afraid that they would not be able to arrange a roundup."
In the city of Aalto, where the church is powerful, the inheritors of ancient magic have always been secretly incorporated by the church after hundreds of years, and there have always been people who have been caught by the church and changed their camp, but the church has not attacked Alto's magicians and magic apprentices again and again, completely emptying the exposed part, because their strength is no longer enough to make a big storm in Alto, but retains the integrity of this magic circle, and may catch big fish.
Archduke Valire touched his emaciated chin: "The professor's affairs are not in a hurry, the most important thing at the moment is the movement of the 'Silver and White Horns' and what their plans are in Alto."
"As you wish, Your Majesty." The paladin himself made this decision, because the Magic Council only came with a not powerful magician, and there would be no big conspiracy for the time being.
Natasha played with her purple hair down to her waist and asked casually: "Haven't found Longsang yet? Aaron?"
"Maybe he was protected by someone, and if he found him, he should have found the root of the incident." After the paladin finished speaking, he stopped talking, the band below was ready, and the concert was about to begin.
At this time, at the door of the box, a young man with purple hair, half a head taller than Natasha, walked in, his appearance was partially similar to Natasha's, but he was tougher and calmer, wearing a simple knight's uniform with only the crest of the Violet family.
He smiled and nodded to Count Hayne, Count Lafferty, etc., and finally walked to the first row and respectfully saluted Archduke Sarde and Vaorit.
"Dear cousin, you are late." Natasha smiled and shook her hand, this was the highest commander of the City Guard, Count Verdi, the nephew of Grand Duke Valit.
After Verdi finished the knightly salute, he sat down next to Natasha, and there was only the middle-aged woman between the two: "Before I came here, I was dealing with some news about the Silver and White Horn that I got from the City Guard, but unfortunately I didn't gain much."
While explaining, he picked up the music list: "Lucian? Evans, who is this composer? When did he write this symphony called 'Destiny'?" Count Verdi, who is famous in music, is still relatively familiar with the musicians' guild.
At what he said, Archduke Valrit and Bishop Salde both picked up the music list and looked at it carefully.
"Is it a symphony with the theme of 'fate'? He seems to be a composer who dares to experiment." Bishop Salde said kindly, he didn't mind the musical trend of Aalto, strength is the confidence of the church.
Grand Duke Vaurit put down the music list: "But why haven't I heard of this musician? And what is his relationship with Victor?" As a music lover, Archduke Valiit is very familiar with Artaud's famous musicians who are qualified to give concerts in the Hall of Psalms.
Natasha laughed: "Yesterday, Baron Othello temporarily asked me to change the track, and he also kept the music and composer a secret, hehe, but this Lucian? Evans, I know, is a student of Victor, a guy who has only started his musical career for three months. What kind of music can he write? In addition to courage, what other guys who look as weak as a woman can write? I'm really looking forward to it." As a fifth-level knight, she is very good in terms of hearing and memory.
"Three months? Although I started learning music at the age of eight and was able to write music at the age of nine, I have to say, it's really surprising and unbelievable." Verdi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he was the kind of strong man who had to do everything and couldn't tolerate others surpassing him.
Salde was still so calm: "There are always some people who are geniuses who have been favored by the Lord."
Hearing this, Natasha couldn't help but think of all kinds of rumors about Bishop Sald.
From the beginning of his studies at the Aalto Monastery, Sald behaved mediocrely, far inferior to those talented geniuses, but in the end, it was he who became a minister of the Holy Spirit, although it took a full 150 years.
He often warned those who came after him: "Devotion to the Lord has nothing to do with talent and gift."
Therefore, when facing the so-called genius, Salde is always so indifferent and calm.
Grand Duke Valire looked back at the nobles who were very surprised after hearing Natasha's words, and said with a smile: "Only when you hear the music can you be sure that it is true. Musical talent cannot be given by the devil, but lies are a symbol of the devil."
After he finished speaking, Victor took a baton and walked to the stage, first solemnly saluting in the direction of the box where Grand Duke Vaorit and the others were, then saluting the nobles and musicians in other directions one by one, and finally turned around, his head lowered slightly, staring at the baton in his hand.
The music began to play, and Archduke Vaorit closed his eyes and listened, then smiled and said, "This is Victor's highest level of work in the past, fully demonstrating the beauty of music."
In the beautiful music, the sounds of all the nobles communicating slowly stopped.
And backstage, Lucian and Lot, Phyllis and others looked at each other and smiled, it seemed that Mr. Victor's mental state was very good.
After so many things, except for Herodotus, there are still some barriers, Lot, Phyllis, and Lucian have all become normal classmates, and the change in attitude stems from respect for truly talented people.
After nearly 40 minutes of infection with the first symphony, the atmosphere in the entire Psalm Hall gradually became eager, but during the intermission, Archduke Valrit expressed his concern about Count Hain and others, because Victor's first piece was recognized as his highest level of work.
But Victor's second symphony dispelled the doubts of Archduke Vaorit, the music is more lively and beautiful, like the wind passing through the mountains and forests, like a pastoral full of mature flavor, and a little personal feelings are incorporated into the symphony that simply expresses the beauty of music without being obvious.
However, its perfect combination with music sublimates the entire symphony, full of joy, freedom, and fresh melodies.
When the second symphony ended, Archduke Vaorit couldn't help but applaud and express his satisfaction during the break: "Victor is really a wonderful musician who is always improving."
"Of course, I haven't heard such a relaxed and beautiful piece of music in a long time." Count Verdi also praised, but more in agreement with the Grand Duke of Valrith. Like most nobles, at his age, he actually didn't like this kind of pastoral music very much.
Another authority, Princess Natasha, gently patted the beat and said: "I think Victor has not done enough, he has too few emotions to support a theme, and this symphony still has room for sublimation."
In order to commemorate his deceased wife, Victor has been experimenting with new music styles for several years, and this work is the biggest gain, but unfortunately Natasha, a lover of theme music, has heard huge flaws.
(End of this chapter)