Wise first smiled and replied to Betty: "When I was at Baron Gabelo's castle, thanks to your protection, Mr. Mars and I were completely safe and sound, without missing a finger. Even if you didn't ask, Betty, I would invite you to my concert." Then he looked at Lucian with a slight confusion, "Mr. Evans, what did you do at the concert? Is there anything I need help with? Hehe, also, are you willing to accept my invitation?"
Since Lucian has always emphasized that he has no title, everyone continues to call him sir, not lord or master.
"Yes, Mr. Evans, if you have something to do at the concert, I can barely help." Mars looked grateful for the rest of his life.
If it weren't for the fact that he was just an ordinary music consultant to Baron Habelo, often traveling back and forth between Grey Mist Town and Corsher City, and also attending high-society social salons and banquets in Cosher City from time to time, if he had turned into a corpse puppet and would be easily discovered, I am afraid that he would have been covered in pus and rotten.
Betty, Simon, and Joanna were delighted with Wise's invitation, but they looked at Lucian with equal curiosity, why did Mr. Evans go to the Musicians' Guild? Could it be that he is also a music lover? But along the way, he only listened to Wise's musical exchanges with himself and others, and rarely interjected. Maybe he has friends in the Cosse City Musicians Association.
Lucian shook his head: "Thank you, Mr. Wise, for your kindness, I may not be able to attend your concert in time. As for my matter, it is just a small matter, and I want to send a letter to my friend with the help of the resources of the Koser City Musicians Association. Mr. Mars, you know, besides the church, the most frequent communication between countries is the musicians' association, and the Music Review and the Symphony Herald can be found in every city on the mainland." The only difference is how much lag is delayed.
Although there are messengers in this world, there is no postal system in all directions, especially between different countries, ordinary people can only rely on passing caravans and travelers to send letters to distant places. Of course, ordinary people don't have many relatives and friends in the distance.
Old Mr. Mars nodded lightly and smiled: "Mr. Evans, you are a knight, if you really want to ask, the association cannot refuse, but you will not let the 'Hasmir' eagle deliver the letter for you, and will charge you a high fee. Hehe, although I am a little older, I still have some status in the Koser City Musicians Association, I will help you deal with it, Mr. Evans, and ensure that your letter reaches your friends in the shortest possible time."
"'Hasmir' eagle?" In addition to ordinary common animals, Lucian knew all about magical creatures, and he had never heard of eagles of this breed.
Wise smiled kindly: "This is a specialty of the Principality of Djibouti, a huge and extremely fast eagle. Moreover, after taming, it also has the ability of carrier pigeons to discern directions and routes, and it only takes ten days to travel between Koser City and Aalto. Hehe, so in the Musicians Association of the Principality of Djibouti, you can see the latest issues of "Music Review" and "Symphony Herald" after the fifth to seventh of every month."
"Today is July 2nd, and it seems that we will have to wait a few days to see the latest issue of these two newspapers." Lucian replied with regret, because he might have seen the current situation of Natasha, Victor and others from the articles in these two newspapers, "It just so happens that my friend is in Alto, please Mr. Mars help me deal with it, so that they can receive my letter in a few days."
The wrinkles on Mars' old-fashioned face unfolded: "I feel much better that I can help you, Mr. Evans. In fact, even without me, with the extent that Mr. Wise is valued by the association, he can help you do it."
"Mr. Mars, you have won the award, I am just a newcomer who has just embarked on the road of music." Wise replied humbly.
Mars nodded slightly, turned around, and led the way to the Cosher City Musicians Association.
Lucian handed Simon the last day's employment fee to Simon and the others: "Thank you very much for your help along the way, and I hope you can start regular knight training as soon as possible. There may be a chance to meet again in the future."
"Thank you, Mr. Evans. But I think it's not the last moment of farewell yet, because I plan to follow you to the Musicians' Association, just in time to get in with the identity of Mr. Wise and Mr. Mars. Hehe, I've always wanted to visit the Musicians Association!" Betty said first, and then winked playfully at her sister and brother-in-law.
"On my behalf, I would like to welcome Miss Betty to the Kosher City Musicians Association." Wise chuckled and said, "Mr. Simon, Ms. Joanna, are you together?"
Joanna glared at Betty, and said helplessly and curiously: "Then let's go and take a look."
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Although Cosse City is a large city in the south-central part of the mainland, it is less than one-fifth of Aalto, and it didn't take long for Lucian and others to see the quaint iron-gray four-story building in the style of the Musicians Association.
The guards here were stricter than those of the Aalto Musicians Association, standing in front of the iron railing, not allowing strangers to enter at all, until they saw Mars, a famous musician, and were sent by him to report to the director in charge of the daily affairs of the association, because the invited Mr. Wise had arrived.
All kinds of beautiful crystal ornaments, huge oil paintings by different musicians, soft and silent dark red carpets, soft and bright wide spaces together make up the hall of the Koser City Musicians Association.
Just as Betty, Joanna and the others were looking around curiously, a middle-aged man in black formal clothes with a friendly smile greeted him with many people.
"Hello, Mr. Wise, a heartfelt welcome and thank you for coming to our concert in Cosse City. I am the director here, Caspar, who are the 'musicians' and musicians who are currently in the association." Casper held Wise's hands very passionately, a genius musician famous in the capital of the principality, and there was no figure in the city of Cosse who could really be called a musician.
Wise smiled indifferently and said, "Mr. Casper, you made me feel the enthusiasm and sincerity of Koser City......"
The ordinary 'musicians' and musicians behind also gathered around, welcoming Wise equally enthusiastically and excitedly, and even exchanged music directly in the hall, discussing the repertoire prepared by Wise, and squeezing Lucian, Mars, Betty, and others to the periphery.
"It's so magnificent!" Seeing the Corser City Musicians Association's grand welcome to Wise, Betty not only didn't mind being squeezed outside, but exclaimed with her eyes shining, "And the melody they discussed sounded really touching!"
Joanna said to her husband Simon with a slightly confused gaze: "When you inspire your bloodline power to become a knight, we will return to our hometown once, and we will definitely be welcomed with the same grandeur."
The feeling of being respected and liked is liked by everyone, and Simon is no exception, and he nodded heavily: "I will definitely start regular knight training as soon as possible according to Mr. Evans' advice."
Lucian next to him looked at such a lively scene and smiled at Mars: "Mr. Mars, I'll go to the counter to write a letter and visit you to help me deal with it."
"I'll follow you over and tell Miss Chrissy." Mars pointed to the seventeen or eighteen-year-old black-haired girl, who was struggling to look at Wise who was surrounded by her feet, stretched her neck.
"Chrissy." After the two walked to the counter, they saw that the girl did not turn around to say hello, and Mars called out.
Chrissy didn't look back, and waved her white palm: "If there's anything, I'll talk about it later."
Mars shook his head amusedly, coughed heavily, and then his voice increased slightly: "Chrissy."
"Huh? Mr. Mars! Hello, is there anything I need to do?" Chrissy was startled, quickly stood up straight, and asked uneasily.
Mars escaped death, in a good mood, more open-minded, did not pursue the little girl's rudeness, and pointed to Lucian: "Give Mr. Evans paper, pen and envelope. When he finishes writing, arrange for the Eagle Messenger to send it to the Aalto Musicians Association as soon as possible."
"It eats a lot of meat, and it costs a lot of money to fly once." Chrissy took out the paper and pen and handed them to Lucian, while questioning in a low voice.
Mars' serious face twitched: "I'll coordinate."
Chrissy stuck out her tongue quietly, said nothing more, and took out a stack of newspapers: "Mr. Mars, this is the latest issue of "Music Review" and "Symphony Herald", do you need to buy it?"
"The latest issue?" Lucian, who was unfolding the envelope, raised his head and asked with the same confusion as Mars.
Chrissy nodded lightly: "Well, this issue was published in advance, and I just arrived in Kosher City yesterday."
"Published in advance? Can you give me one?" Lucian took out a Golden Tale.
On the other side, Wise also heard the conversation between the three of them, and came over with the crowd that welcomed him, "Beautiful lady, can you give me one? I will also pay for Mr. Evans and Mr. Mars." Although Betty and Joanna's family did not know the words, they heard the pronunciation of the two most famous music newspapers, "Music Review" and "Symphony Herald", and came over curiously.
"Okay, Mr. Wise." Chrissy blushed and handed the newspaper to Wise first, then Mars, and finally to Lucian.
Wise opened the newspaper and smiled in surprise: "Mr. Lucian Evans has composed another piano sonata?!"
"Yes. I saw it yesterday, and it was a dreamy and beautiful first movement." Director Casper echoed with an exaggerated expression of intoxication, while Betty became extremely excited.
Wise nodded slightly, humming the melody softly, sad and sweet, soft and melodious.
Lucian on the side heard their conversation and was really inexplicable, when did he compose a new piano sonata?
But as the familiar melody sounded, Lucian immediately guessed who did it.
Lucian opened the newspaper in his hand and saw the familiar score and signed commentary directly on the second page of "Music Review".
"This is a piano sonata composed by the famous musician Mr. Lucian Evans during his travels, although it is only the first movement, but it still allows us to feel the wonderful and excellent melody, the tranquil musical atmosphere and the innovation of the piano sonata genre format, breaking the familiar fast-slow-fast arrangement......"
"Whenever I hear this first movement, I always think of the sparkling lake under the moonlight, so beautiful and dreamy."
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"Natasha Owit"
"It's really her, but why would she suddenly think of helping me publish the first movement of "Moonlight"?" Lucian frowned and thought, very confused.
"It's such a beautiful and beautiful melody." Just listening to Wise's humming, Betty couldn't help but praise, "There is a new piece by Mr. Evans, no wonder it was published in advance."
"Publish the ...... in advance" Lucian thought of something, and hurriedly flipped to the first page, only to see that the date on it was written in red words one size larger than usual: June 26, 816.
Lucian laughed, is this guy saying happy coming-of-age ceremony in this way?
(End of this chapter)