Chapter 168 Completed (Seeking Recommendation Votes)
The two church attendants came in and looked at each other, asking with little suspicion: "Sir, when did you arrive at this restaurant? Have you ever left halfway?"
Although the front of the wax museum was deserted due to the explosion just now, there were still sharp boats coming and going on the canal, and someone saw a young man in a black top hat and a monocle who was performing fireballs, but due to the distance, he couldn't see his appearance clearly.
At the mention of a black top hat and a monocle, Oliev immediately recalled the young man, so he asked the attendants to come out and search everywhere, but Lucian had a top hat and glasses to cover it, and the scene was very chaotic at that time.
Now, Lucian in front of the two attendants in front of them was not satisfied at all except for his black hair and black eyes, so they only asked routinely.
"Nine forty." Lucian replied calmly, "I made an appointment with this lady here to discuss matters, and I didn't leave the restaurant halfway." The deliberate emphasis is on the restaurant, thereby misleading Grace.
Grace then replied, "Well, this gentleman and I have been discussing the art of piano playing here, and he has never left the restaurant." Under the interests, she completely defended Lucian, and she was sure that Lucian only went to the bathroom and never left the restaurant.
"Your testimony can be trusted." The knight attendant smiled gentlemanly and said, "Miss Grace, you have always been my favorite pianist."
After a brief search, the two knight attendants left with great jealousy, and the noble young master must have used the excuse of discussing music to pursue Miss Grace again.
Seeing the private room door closed, Lucian smiled and said, "Continue to discuss piano performance?"
In fact, even if it is just a formal magician, it is not difficult to kill Clean Brown's magic amulet after consuming it, but the biggest problem and the key to assassination is how to avoid being surrounded by the surrounding night watchmen and knights to kill or track and capture.
And letting Brown run out of the protective circle "himself" is the best choice!
If there is no improved version of "Enchanting Humans" with small magic fluctuations and easy to be covered up by others, without the support and attraction of most of the night watchmen from the forces of the Sturk Magic Council, and without Grace, a lady of considerable status, to "testify" for herself, Lucian would not have tried to assassinate Brown at all, no matter how good he was and how strong his psychological quality was after more than a year of encounters, there was no hope, because the magicians here were not stupid, and they could definitely think of ways that could be thought of conventionally!
"Of course." Grace happily replied that Mr. Evans' solo guidance was the key to her rapid fame, and she never thought it would be realized now.
Lucian unhurriedly guided Grace until near noon, and while waiting for lunch, he slowly said: "Grace, have you thought about what to do in the future?"
Grace fell silent for a moment, in order to seek Mr. Evans' forgiveness before, she had found a lot of difficulties in life as an excuse, although they were indeed true, such as parents going bankrupt and sued to court, but in the dead of night, she found that vanity and greed were the main reasons, she opened her mouth and said with difficulty: "Mr. Evans, I will do what you want me to do."
"You did me a favor by allowing my friend and Mr. Graneuf to resolve the past, and I am very grateful for that." Lucian said sincerely, "If you want to start a real music career, then take your family to Aalto, only there you can learn the latest genres of music creation, and you can come into contact with talented young people one after another, they will be the best motivation for you to move forward, and I will also recognize your identity as a student and write a letter to introduce you to Mr. Christopher and them."
"Mr. Evans?" Grace's shock was beyond words.
Lucian waved his hand: "At least I did instruct you to play the piano, didn't I? And if you just want to pretend to be my student and enjoy a good life in Sturk, then I will take an attitude of neither denying nor admitting, neither exposing you in the newspaper nor providing you with any proof or introduction."
"Two paths, choose for yourself."
Grace looked at the white tablecloth and was deeply silent, if she went to Aalto, it meant that she would begin a difficult struggle, because in the capital of music, even with the aura of Mr. Evans, it was only an embellishment. There are countless talented young musicians there, without their own creative and playing strength, the status of the great musician Lucian Evans as a student is a great pressure, such as Mr. Christopher's son.
To enjoy the benefits of this aura, you can only study hard, practice hard, and hone your creative abilities. It is expected that it will be a fulfilling but hard life, and with a little slackness, you will be crushed by the pressure.
And staying in Sturk will undoubtedly be luxurious, gorgeous, beautiful, and pleasant, and when you get older, you can find a rich businessman to marry, and the only thing missing is the real development on the road of music.
Lucian didn't urge anyway, no matter what choice she made, it had no effect on her, and she didn't have any pitiful feelings for her, just following the principle of equal exchange, after all, it was actually a very risky thing for her to help herself pass the note, and on the other side was the contact of the Magic Council, Granuev.
Of course, if Grace chooses the first path, Lucian will appreciate her a little, and not everyone can give up easy enjoyment and start real efforts.
Dong dong dong, the knock on the door from the waiter delivering lunch woke up Grace.
She came back to her senses, her eyes wandered, and she waited for the waiter to leave before she said firmly: "Mr. Evans, I'm going to Alto, in fact, I'm going to stay in Alto after the music festival."
Lucian laid out the napkin and cut the steak: "I will write to Mr. Christopher and my teacher, Mr. Victor." Lucian was not worried at all that Grace would run back to Sturk immediately after he introduced her to the two musicians, so that she wouldn't have to speak herself, and Aalto's various newspapers and reviews would give her the worst evaluation, which would basically cut off the path of music and lose her reputation.
The two were chatting about various anecdotes about the Aalto Musicians Association, when suddenly the knock on the door sounded again.
"What's the matter?" Grace looked relaxed after making a decision and asked in a pleasant tone.
"Grace, it's us." The voice of Green, the relatively silent violist in the band, sounded.
Grace asked strangely: "What are you looking for here?"
"We are going to practice in the concert hall in the afternoon, we are here to go with you." Piora followed suit.
After he finished speaking, Green's voice became low: "Grace, don't be willful, since you have embarked on this path of impersonation, you can only go on."
"Yes, Grace, don't run away, we have no way out." Sharon, Piora, and Lester all echoed.
Hearing their words, Grace reluctantly smiled at Lucian with a slightly pale expression, and then said in a low voice: "Since I met you the night before yesterday, I have been very frightened and uneasy, and I am not in the mood to practice at all. I didn't expect them to think that I wanted to quit and stop pretending. Hehe, friends for so many years, I didn't expect them to say such things for money and status."
Lucian didn't pay much attention to forking a piece of steak: "Since you have made a choice, take care of it yourself."
Grace nodded, walked to the door a little sad and a little relieved, opened the door halfway, and said to Green and Piora outside: "Don't worry, I will play the piano this time and will not be absent, but after this, I will go to Alto to study music."
"What did you say?" The taciturn Green's expression was a little distorted, "You are famous and have made enough money, so you have to draw a clear line with us and escape to Alto?"
Although their fame is not small, they are far from Grace, which makes them regret that they did not learn the piano well in the first place, giving Grace the best opportunity, watching Grace use the reputation created by herself and others to get sought after, get status, and get a lot of money, how can they not be jealous, how can they be psychologically balanced.
So, gradually, several young people full of ideals have changed a lot. In fact, if Grace continues, she will also completely become a vain creature that she couldn't imagine in the past.
Piora and Leslie remembered their past friendship and were about to say something but closed their mouths, while Sharon stared at her toes and said with some hesitation: "Grace, aren't you afraid that we will tell the Sturk Daily about this?"
Grace, who was still a little guilty and ashamed, suddenly laughed and felt completely relieved: "Sharon, it's okay, I don't care, no one will believe you."
"Hey, did you think you were real after faking for more than a month?" Green said sarcastically.
Grace pulled the door open completely: "Because I have witnesses, powerful witnesses."
"Mr. Evans?!" Fiora, Sharon and the others looked at Lucian inside with shocked and blank expressions.
When did he come to Desturk? When did he have such a good relationship with Grace?
Lucian put down his knife and fork, walked to them, and said to Grace first: "I will have someone give you the letter in the afternoon, and you can take it to Alto and give it to Mr. Christopher."
"Thank you, Mr. Evans. No, thank you, dear teacher." Grace said slightly excitedly.
Lucian and Piora passed by and said: "I hope you don't forget your original dream when you embarked on the road of music, and other people's reputation will never be as good as your own."
This sentence is not only what Lucian wants to say to them, but also a warning to himself, not to indulge in the professor's "powerful" identity and wit, forgetting that strength is the foundation.
When Lucian disappeared into the hallway, Fiora and Leslie suddenly covered their faces and lowered their heads, Sharon was touched and deeply unwilling, and Green was full of chagrin.
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The next day, the sun was shining brightly and the weather was hot.
Lucian and the "Ferryman", a thin and gloomy middle-aged man, stood side by side behind the sharp boat, walking through the buildings on both sides, and looked at him slightly strangely.
"Hey, my bloodline power comes from a strange creature with different abilities in disguise, which is why I was sent to Sturk." The Ferryman laughed at Lucian as a companion, "Thank you, Mr. Evans, for getting rid of that hateful traitor for us, shocking the restless fellows, and I am deeply impressed by your intelligence and calmness. By the way, you created that terrifying explosion? Is it refined from the materials I gave?"
The "Ferryman" did not regard the shaking of the stone bridge that Brown encountered as Lucian's doing, thinking that it was just an accident, after all, Lucian seemed to be on a sharp boat at the time, and he also thought that Lucian would start the real action after helping to lure away most of the night watch.
Only then did Lucian realize that the face of the "Ferryman" was probably not real, but he didn't dwell on this question: "Hehe, it's nothing, a unique ancient alchemy explosive formula."
"Unique? No wonder." The "Ferryman" did not ask about other people's secrets, and turned his gaze forward, "Since you have completed your mission, Mr. Evans, I will take you to a scholar's house later. You'd better not go out before getting on the ship and leaving Sturk."
Lucian said suspiciously: "Scholar?"
(End of this chapter)