Chapter 118 ends and begins
——On Monday, as usual, I asked for recommendation votes~
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The elegant sweet floral fragrance, the slightly fishy earthy smell, and the cool breeze of the slightly cold night quickly disappeared from Lucian's side as if they were being pulled away, leaving only the bright and twinkling starry sky and the beautiful silver moon that did not cover the starlight.
The reflection in the soul and the connection between the main star of destiny emerged brightly again, hungry and thirsty to absorb the power of the main star of destiny and merge into itself, blooming with a faint light.
Under the fusion and compression of the starlight power, Lucian's soul seemed to have changed, and then began to slowly condense into "substance".
I don't know how long it took, but when Lucian opened his eyes, his pupils were as deep and dreamy as countless stars.
Closing and opening again, his eyes returned to normal, Lucian felt more energetic than ever, and his soul had a significant improvement, as if some tiny things had condensed, like the dust of resentful spirits.
"What exactly is the composition of the soul? Is it a special element or a uniquely composed wave field? What is the enhancement of meditation?" Lucian is very interested in the change of the soul, but limited by his own lack of knowledge and materials, he can only guess out of thin air, "But only when the soul has undergone such a mutation can a spell model be built in it."
After finally becoming a high-level magic apprentice, Lucian turned all his attention and goals to formal magicians, in this world, only by reaching this level can he be regarded as transcending the level of power of ordinary people, and have good strength, just like a knight who stimulates the power of the bloodline, and at the same time can obtain a status and identity corresponding to his strength. This is not like the existence of musicians, but more because of the preferences of clergy and aristocrats, if one day they abandon music, the status of musicians will be greatly reduced.
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Because Natasha had ordered the officials at the city hall before leaving Aalto, and because of Lucian's status as a famous musician, it only took Lucian half a day to apply for documents such as "identity documents" and "certification documents", which normally takes seven days.
Although many adventurers can travel without such documents, it is more dangerous to be inspected in strictly inspected border fortresses, cities, or when encountering people who want to cause trouble, and may be regarded as a heretic by the church and spies by the intelligence services.
After that, Lucian continued to stay in Alto, planning the route and accompanying Joel and the others, while waiting for the approach of April 10th.
On the morning of April 9, after bidding farewell to Joel, John, Elena, and others, Lucian got into a long-distance carriage hired by the Association and drove northwest of Alto, under the pretext of first going to the province of Tiran in the north of the principality, and then turning to the Syracuse Kingdom in the east.
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The magnificent city of Aalto gradually disappeared behind him, Lucian retracted his head into the car window, and picked up his identity documents and looked at them idly.
At the end of these documents, there is a divine seal to ensure that it will not be forged by people outside the church, so it is a very powerful proof, so there is no need to worry about not being able to pass through the border openly when going to the eastern part of the mainland.
Looking through it, Lucian suddenly found that there were still several newspapers in the carriage, so he picked it up curiously and took a closer look, it turned out to be "Music Review" and "Symphony Herald" published after the music festival.
"Did Elena think that I didn't read it, so she bought it and put it in the carriage to pass the time?" Lucian recalled a little and determined the person who put the newspaper, during this period of time, except for the paperwork required for proof, Lucian basically had never been to the association, and naturally he had never read these newspapers.
The first edition of Music Review was divided into two halves, with a black and white painting on the left depicting Christopher's curtain call, and a colorful oil painting on the right depicting Lucian playing the piano.
Then two lines of words are written very thick, large and symmetrically:
"The end of an era, the beginning of an era."
In the second edition, it is the full text:
"Mr. Christopher has come to an end, forever, this is the end of an era."
"The past seventy years have been a time when symphony development began to be perfected and the structure became rigorous, and it was an era when symphonies quickly flourished and dominated the elegant stage. And Mr. Christopher is the epitome of this whole era, a true music master, let us thank and pay tribute to the master and this era with the most solemn etiquette."
"I don't want to count the honors Mr. Christopher's achievements, then this article will be very long, I just want to emphasize that the symphony "Dawn War" at the end of the concert is an unprecedented attempt by the master, breaking through the limitations of the past, achieving great success, and showing us the trend of theme music in the future. And when Mr. Christopher composed this piece, he was already seventy years old, which reminded me of a sentence, the heart of music will never stop beating."
"Thanks to the Lord's gift to us, miraculous magic items will preserve these classics for us, and we will be able to enjoy them in the music library."
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"This is also the beginning of an era, although Mr. Lucian Evans' conducting and performance are still very immature and there are still many problems, but he has shown us the possibility of new development of music, whether it is his symphonies, sonatas, conducting, piano playing, etc., it is full of change."
"This kind of change may not be accepted and liked by many gentlemen, but I think it is very appropriate to start a new era in this way."
"A new symphonic connotation, a new sonata structure, a new conducting style, a new playing fingering, a new concert format, I can already imagine a future with brilliant and colorful colors, this will be an era of change."
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"Thank you Mr. Lucian Evans, thank you to this uninhibited musical genius who was the beginning of this era, and I wish him the epitome of this era, a legend and master of music."
"Mr. Christopher has called the curtain call, Mr. Lucian Evans has begun, and the music never ends."
This article is unsigned and represents a common article of the Aalto Musicians Association.
The first and second editions of the Symphony Herald are similar to those of Music Review, both of which are reviews and evaluations of the two-day concert, on the one hand, Christopher's praise, and on the other hand, praise Lucian, such as:
"It was a concert full of new ideas, and Mr. Lucien Evans showed us a completely different sonata form, conducting style, and playing performance, and let us know for the first time that solo piano can have such a charm. I don't think anyone will mind if I call the piano the king of musical instruments, right?"
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"We want to thank ourselves for living in this time, a time when geniuses will not wait until death to be discovered and accepted, thank the Lord, thank Mr. Lucian Evans."
Lucian read the beginning and flipped through the following articles at will, except for the unanimous praise for Christopher, most of them were affirmations of the connotation and structural form of the "Pathos" sonata, affirmations of the innovative attempts at conducting style, and affirmation of the fingering and performance charm of piano playing.
In these few articles, Lucian saw Wolfe's name, and it seemed that he could only be a critic and still remembered himself.
Closing the newspaper, Lucian looked at the headline of the music review in a daze:
"The end of an era, the beginning of an era."
"Musician Lucian's life is over, can magician Lucian's life really begin?"
Outside the car window, country houses quickly moved backwards and disappeared, and the area around the road gradually became deserted, and the trees became denser and denser.
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At six o'clock in the evening of April 9, the coach arrived in the town of "Masawa".
The town entrance is a fork in the road, to the north is the province of Tiran, one of the direct territories of the Violet family, and two hours west is the small town of "Bonn" on the shore of Lake Elsinore.
"Mr. Evans, it's getting dark, and if you continue forward, you'll be vulnerable to robbers, wolves, goblins, etc. We might as well stay in Massawa for one night and leave for the north tomorrow morning." The captain of the mercenary squad, Joyce, motioned for the carriage to stop, and walked to the door of the carriage and respectfully asked Lucian.
Throughout the continent, monsters can no longer be seen near cities, large towns and villages, but there are occasional bandits, but due to the vast and sparsely populated land, many mountains, and dense forests, there are remote roads everywhere, and pedestrians will encounter monsters with strong fertility but poor strength from time to time, as well as human robbers.
This is why the adventurer and mercenary industry is still thriving in a world where the church is terrifying and the aristocracy is powerful.
The mercenary squad invited by Lucian Commissioned by the Association consisted of a total of six people, including two captains with the strength of high-level knights and four team members with the strength of ordinary or apprentice knights. They need to be paid three hundred silver nars every month, and the cost of room and board is not included.
This is an unaffordable expense for ordinary people, and they can only pay a certain amount of money to follow the caravan or a rich person like Lucian, but after Lucian finished the concert, he had a large amount of money in his account, with a total of one hundred and five gold thalers, even if he didn't perform at all on the way to Sturk.
"I respect the advice of the professionals and will stay in Massawa Town tonight according to your arrangements, Captain Joyce. Please find a hotel, I need a very quiet room." Lucian opened the carriage door and looked at the tall, strong, silent and steady Joyce.
This was Lucian's plan, because now it is easy to meet magicians, magic apprentices and other adventurers directly to Bonn, so it is better to live in Massava and wait until dark before sneaking over.
Joyce is a thirty-two-year-old warrior, good at two-handed greatswords, and is still trying to save money to stimulate the power of the bloodline, with a simple face with gratitude for Lucian's respect and non-discrimination: "Okay, Mr. Evans, I'll arrange it right away."
Experienced Joyce quickly booked a high-end hotel in Massawa Town, Lucian's room was on the far left of the second floor, against a small uninhabited lake, very quiet.
There are many strangers in the town of Massawa, who are said to be tourists returning from a music festival.
Under Joyce's arrangement, Lucian entered the room directly through the side door without meeting those travelers.
After having dinner in the room and ordering everyone not to disturb him, Lucian quietly waited for the arrival of night.
(End of this chapter)