Lucian considered the language: "I have no knowledge of astrology at all, and can only infer from comparing poems and documents describing similar events, and of course, it may also be a prophetic poem, if so, every word is just an abstract reference and cannot be guessed."
In fact, Lucian is currently best at the knowledge of astrology, and there is indeed a constellation named "Thanos" on the ecliptic position where the sun moves, and it is to commemorate the "Sun King".
"It is certainly not a prophetic poem, but a folk poem circulating near Aalto." Deroni replied in the affirmative.
Lucian slowly organized the language: "Due to the civil wars and divisions of the magical empire itself, and the church leading heroes westward, wars such as meteorites falling, earth shaking, mountain collapses, and city destruction have occurred many times in the past few hundred years.
"The confrontation between two strong people in the legendary realm can cause similar effects, although it is difficult to see in the last two or three hundred years, but in the 'Dawn War', in the war to subdue heretics, this level of battle is not uncommon." Natasha nodded in agreement with Lucian.
"That's why I've always been curious about what kind of battle it describes." Delony's slightly gloomy face showed a little disappointment.
Lucian laughed: "But descriptions like 'the bright red water submerges the lips' are rare, and in Her Royal Highness's study, there is only a remote historical document called "Marius's Manuscript", which records the changes in the terrain of the northwest of Aalto."
"In 115 BC, I don't know if it was man-made or a natural disaster, the daylight near Alto fell into darkness, and a huge meteorite fell from the sky, completely destroying the remnants of the mountain peaks in the northwest and the magical city of 'Elsinore', and then the earth cracked, and a strange red, non-magmatic liquid gushed out from the ground, flooding the vicinity. Because the bloody liquid disappears quickly, documents and poems that record this event are very rare."
Deroni's expression was a little serious: "Lucian, you mean, this poem describes the birth of Lake 'Elsinore' northwest of Alto, how to explain the sun entering Thanos' palace?"
"It is said that when the 'Sun King' Thanos reached the peak of the legendary realm, the capital of the magical empire experienced darkness without the sun for three whole days, which is very appropriate to describe the darkness of the sky at that time." Natasha added reasons for Lucian, "And the style of the language of this poem is similar to that era."
Deroni nodded slightly: "It seems that this poem should have been composed by the survivors of 'Elsinore' at that time, Her Royal Highness the Princess, Lucian, can you see anything else from the poem?"
Lucian and Natasha shook their heads at the same time, and the rest was a normal description.
"Oh." Delony looked disappointed, but he immediately smiled, "I am very happy to know the age and background of this poem, which satisfies my curiosity, thank you Your Highness the Princess, thank you Lucian. Hehe, you are a 'real' historian, I asked Mr. Baker before, but he didn't know."
Lucian replied humbly: "I just happened to see this manuscript, and I can't be completely sure."
Sylvia stood up with a gentle smile: "Anyway, thank you for satisfying my father's curiosity. Okay, let's not continue this topic, because dinner is ready, let's enjoy delicious food."
"Lucian, taste well, one of Sylvia's chefs is from Tria, and the Syracuse cuisine they make is very distinctive and delicious. Compared to Tria's food, Alto's food is too monotonous and boring, always potato stew, always fried steak, always sausages, fat goose and roast chicken......" Natasha expressed her strong dissatisfaction with Alto's food, it seems that she is also a guy who likes food.
Lucian was greedy by her: "Then I will definitely taste it."
Lucian has always been a "foodie", but he had no conditions to meet it before.
And even now, the chef of the garden villa is only average, and the daily dishes are repeated to the point where Lucian is almost numb.
Natasha said excitedly, and complained even more: "In fact, Aalto's food is not bad, if it is in Holm, in Lentat, the daily food is grilled fish, steak, fries and salad, which is the worst dish on the continent.
Holm? Rentat? It is the country across the Storm Strait that is not recorded much in historical documents? Lucian pondered silently.
The dinner at Sylvia's house was really good, with delicate porcelain tableware on white napkins, three glass glasses for white water, red wine and lace wine, the first course was pan-fried foie gras, the second course was tria fish soup, the main course was roasted lamb shank and tripe stewed in white wine, followed by vegetable salad and Syracuse pudding cake.
This made Lucian have a big appetite, and after becoming a knight, his appetite has also increased greatly, so he ate three full servings of the main course alone.
Fortunately, Sylvia knew Lucian's condition from Natasha, and the food prepared for him, like Natasha and Camille, was much more than normal people.
Regarding this matter, Deroni did not express surprise.
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The cold wind of the "Ice Moon" howled through, and Lucian, Natasha, and Camille walked through the streets of Gisu District.
Sylvia was going to send them a piece, but Natasha persuaded her to go back, such weather was indeed not suitable for her to go out because she was weak.
"If it is in the northern fortress, it should have snowed heavily." Natasha stretched out her white and slender hand, feeling the cold wind, and said to Lucian with a slightly sentimental expression.
Lucian looked up at Yinyue: "I haven't seen heavy snow yet, Alto rarely sees snowflakes."
This is the elaboration of a "historian".
Natasha maintained that sentimental mood, her voice soft: "Lucian, how was your sonata composed? Can it be completed by April 3? If you can, I plan to recommend you to hold a concert in the Psalm Hall during the Aalto Festival."
The Aalto Music Festival is held every three years from April 3rd to 5th, and many musicians from all over the world come, including the Moon Elves and Golden Dwarves who have converted to the God of Truth.
During this time period, if a concert can be held in the Psalm Hall, it can only be a very famous and authoritative musician.
"It should be able to be done." Lucian thought about it for a moment and replied seriously, if a concert was successfully held at such a music festival, it would definitely be able to meet Mr. Rhine's request.
Natasha smiled, melting the rare sentimentality in her: "I believe in you, I will advise President Christopher. Hehe, in order to make you feel at ease to create, and to ensure that the music is performed for the first time in the Psalm Hall, the serenade will no longer need to be played at the New Year's ball, and the freshness can always bring great shock to people."
"At that time, I will also play "Dedicated to Sylvia" to keep your piano playing mysterious to a certain extent." After all, Lucian had only played once at Phyllis' banquet in the past few months.
"I will not live up to Your Highness's expectations, Your Highness." Lucian looked ahead with a slightly confused gaze, after the music festival, was he going to leave?
After confirming this matter, Natasha suddenly sighed: "After I played "Dedicated to Sylvia" last night, I didn't think of romantic language, I just praised Sylvia's beauty. Lucian, try to think about what a beautiful picture it is when a gentleman stands up from the piano, walks up to the beautiful lady, and slowly takes her right hand after a beautiful piano piece. If at this time, one or two more affectionate and romantic words will definitely impress her and make her remember it forever."
"I have no experience." Lucian replied expressionlessly, why did the topic come in this direction again?
Natasha did not restrain herself, but continued to ask: "Lucian, can you help me think about which words you said at this time are the most romantic and touching?"
Lucian turned his head and looked at her seriously: "At times like this, there is only one sentence in the most romantic words."
"What is it?" Natasha was very curious.
"Marry me." Lucian looked at Natasha with a smile.
Natasha: "...... It's a problem, but I'll work on it. Lucian, you also have to try to find someone to work hard for, hey, do you need me to explain it to you?"
In the relaxed interaction and communication, the distance between Sylvia's house and Lucian's villa was quickly completed.
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The first Sunday of the first month (January).
The third edition of "Music Review" published a commentary message:
"A Piano Sketch Worth a Manor"
"On the noisy and lively occasion of the New Year's ball, I was fortunate to hear a pure and beautiful piano sketch, its melody is simple, but beautiful and pleasant, without too many skills, but it flows through everyone's heart like a clear spring, under the background of gorgeous music before and after, its simple and beautiful feeling makes people remember......"
"This is a new work written by our Aalto musical genius Lucian Evans, titled "Dedicated to Sylvia", but in my opinion, it is more like "Dedicated to Natasha", dedicated to our esteemed princess, so it was extremely loved by Her Royal Highness the princess, and even gave Evans a manor in the suburbs!"
"This may be the most valuable piano sketch in the history of music, and many musicians have never owned a manor in their lives."
"Of course, I am not jealous of Mr. Lucian Evans' 'Adventure', because this piece brings back good memories of the past and his talent is impressive."
Because the reward of a manor was so amazing that it was reported in Music Review and most other related newspapers, Lucian once again enjoyed the bath of all kinds of eyes.
However, what made Lucian helpless was that I don't know when it started, and more and more people in the association jokingly called themselves "historians".
And they really asked Lucian about the history, poetry and other questions encountered in the creation, and got a satisfactory answer from the "friendly and gentle" genius musician Lucian, so "historian" became Lucian's lingering nickname, and even circulated in Aalto.
(End of this chapter)