Chapter 306 has another purpose
The pitch-black starry sky, surrounded by countless bright stars, Lucian stood on the main star of destiny, quietly looking at the depth that seemed to contain endless mysteries, and his ear-length black hair flew with the inexplicable wind rolling in, staining the usual quiet and calm with a bit of wanton publicity.
Suddenly, the starry sky in front of Lucian turned scarlet, and a bright silver moon rose rapidly from it, piercing through all the darkness.
Immediately afterwards, Yinyue transformed into Rhein in a red shirt and black coat, and his huge bat wings re-enveloped the starry sky.
"Your dream is exactly the same as last time, how much do you like the starry sky? Is this why you chose astrological magic?" Rhine smiled and casually joked, "Of course, I know that you are actually deliberately hypnotizing and controlling your soul and brain before going to bed, so that I don't see any secrets exposed in the dream. Magicians are really boring, but musicians are fun. It's a pity, it's a pity......"
In his dream, Lucian maintained a calm and strong attitude: "Mr. Rhine, did you find anything in the clown's dream?"
Rhine laughed and said: "Of course, your request was successfully fulfilled, and sure enough, a big man came before the clown died and won over the remaining few night watchmen."
Before planning this operation, Lucian had already summoned Rhein's projection through the sigil, so that he could prepare to project it into the dying clown dream tonight to see everything he saw before he died. This is the real reason why Lucian repeatedly told Natasha to let the Joker run away.
"There are indeed big people coming...... Is it Sald himself, or Cardinal Armerton?" Lucian asked calmly, not complacent because his inference was correct. Of course, the main thing is that this is Lucian's own half-light sleep and half-hypnotic dream, he thinks that as calm he is, he can be as calm as he is, and he is the de facto master of the dream.
Rhine's smile slowly disappeared, and he said in a calm tone: "How did you guess it might be Armorton?"
There was a faint doubt in his calmness.
"Because in this matter, without the cooperation of Cardinal Salde and my 'telepathy', it would have been difficult for Natasha to force the Church and the court to such a point of embarrassment and weakness, and it would be difficult to push the clown to the brink of execution. Without his connivance, my scheme would never have been able to go so smoothly. In this smooth process, I found that Cardinal Vera Armotton remained silent all the time, only conveying Salder's meaning, and really did not look like a real giant tribunal. Based on this, I judge that she also has a problem." Lucian revealed another purpose behind his plan to fake his death - to test Sald's situation.
Many times, conspiracies don't necessarily need to be complicated and sophisticated, what you need is to be able to grasp the thoughts and desires of your opponents!
After the clown rashly started to test himself, he changed his mind and weaved a "secret net" with the help of fake death, and then read what he wanted to see from the church's step-by-step response.
Even if Natasha only knows part of Lucian's purpose, how could the Joker guess it? So under the active induction on one side and the cooperation and pressure on the other, he inevitably stepped into the trap.
Rhine's handsome face showed a faint smile: "He can't wait to divide the church and develop his own power by taking advantage of every opportunity that others cannot see, just as the saints of the past have done. With the Necromancer, apparently he knows more than I do, no wonder I'm trapped and he doesn't. However, maybe he had another encounter in it."
"Lucian, this is a good thing for your Magic Council, if Sald is allowed to develop smoothly, maybe the Southern Church will split again in tens or hundreds of years. You can take this opportunity to confirm this matter in advance, which will be of great benefit to your future choices and development."
"I don't think it's going to be divisive. Salde was neither a fool nor a madman, and he certainly understood that if there was another split, the Southern Church would no longer be able to maintain the current oppressive situation, and the place of control would be greatly reduced. And whatever Sarde's purpose, controlling wealth and a sharp decrease in the number of believers is definitely not good for him. His choice should be to lie down like a parasite on the great tree of the church and absorb its essence, and gradually grow stronger until one day, such as when he becomes pope, the epidermis will replace it unchanged."
Lucian paused and continued: "So I deduce that when Ammorton subdued those night watchmen, he should have used the excuse that the church was weak and depraved, deviated from the Holy Scriptures, and needed to return to the right path, rather than pointing directly at the pope as the incarnation of the Lord of Hell and stealing the glory of the Lord as the saints when they split the church. Their path should be softer and more inclined to 'reform', although it has not changed in substance."
Rhine tsked: "As the magic level grows, Lucian, you are becoming smarter, more mature, and more and more aware of the overall situation. Hey, but I still think the young boy before is more interesting."
Then, he recounted everything he saw in the clown's dream, and finally confirmed that the clown was dead.
Lucian breathed a sigh of relief at this time, because it was a certain risk to let the clown die, and if Sald took action himself, there was a good chance that he would be saved, and when he became more and more famous in the Magic Council and boarded the purification sequence in his original identity, it was difficult to guarantee that the crazy clown would not do anything to his relatives and friends.
Although if the Joker survives and is discovered by other night watchmen or nobles, it is easy to expose the weirdness of the Vauriit Diocese, which makes Lucian deduce that Salde will not save the Joker, whether it is himself or looking for a spokesperson, he will deliberately be late for a while, but there is no absolute, and Sald's mind is not something he can completely guess, what if he thinks that the Joker is a talent and can be sent to other places to do secret things?
Therefore, after hearing that Rhein confirmed the Joker's death, Lucian finally felt relieved, and the next step was the funeral ceremony of the great musician that he did not have to attend himself.
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Waking up from the dream, the moonlight outside the window was still cold.
Lucian, who opened his eyes, thought of the grief reactions of his relatives and friends after the news of his death broke, and immediately felt quite guilty and painful - in order to ensure the sincerity of the funeral and his own safety, he had to wait until everything was over and he was about to leave Alto before he could reveal to Uncle Joel and the others the fact that he was still alive and the reason for making this choice.
This would make them suffer for several days, which made Lucian feel a little empathetic now, so the low mood completely offset the joy of the successful plan, and it was difficult to calm down after tossing and turning.
Since the War Gallery is Natasha's private palace and protected by Camille, Lucian got up and walked to the window without worrying about being discovered, quietly looking at the eternal silver moon in the distance, trying to calm down.
"You can't sleep either?" On such a quiet night, Natasha's voice also seemed soft.
Lucian turned his head slightly and saw her strolling in the moonlit garden. Pieces of violets and lilies were abnormally angry at the same time under the effect of the magic array, delicate and dreamy, and fragrant with flowers.
"Well, when I think of Uncle Joel, Mr. Victor, and their reactions after they know about my 'death', my mood is very chaotic and painful, and I want to tell them the truth tonight." Lucian said without concealment, with a desire to confide in his heart.
Natasha waved for Lucian to come out, and she patted the railing of the corridor next to the garden, sitting on it very princess-like.
Lucian didn't have a cleanliness fetish, so he didn't mind sitting on the railing next to Natasha and smelled a quiet and refreshing smell. She didn't like to apply all kinds of cosmetics to herself like most noble ladies, and the Sky Knight's body was already free of many impurities, and her body smelled clean and pure.
"Lucian, I understand your pain, just like when I pretended to be sad in front of my father to worry him. No, it's different, he's just worried, I'm in a bad mood, and by dawn, your Uncle Joel and their pain will be worse than worrying, and your mood will definitely be much, much worse than I was before." Natasha comfortingly patted Lucian on the shoulder, "However, we must not let emotions influence our judgment, as long as we make a decision, we must firmly implement it. This may be cold, but the result is the best."
"Weakness, sensibility, hesitation, etc. cannot save ourselves, nor the people we want to protect. As I said before, cruelty is also a kind of gentleness."
Lucian nodded lightly: "I understand, I have always understood, and I have done it firmly, but the pain and sentimentality in my heart will not be reduced by this, and I can only feel and endure their bites by myself."
"So, say it, it will feel a little better. It's better to do this, so that you don't embarrass and show fairness, and we exchange sad things with each other." Natasha said righteously.
"Okay, let me say first, this incident made me feel very despicable, taking the best feelings of human beings as part of my plan, ignoring the pain of my relatives and friends." Lucian whispered.
Natasha turned sideways and sat with Lucian's back to her: "Being able to have such self-blame shows that you are not despicable, and you are also for their good. And I knew the wishes of my father and other elders, but I turned a blind eye, wantonly hurt them, and did everything I wanted. Hey, he doesn't even have a good reason for them, he is really a selfish and cruel person."
"We cannot distort our path and will because of others, some can compromise and some are destined to give up." Lucian didn't turn his head to look at Natasha's expression, he comforted her in a still low mood, and then continued to talk.
The "sinister and cunning" and "cruel and ruthless" "professor" and the "sword of judgment" that are "firm and tough" and "decisive" You tell the various suppressed weaknesses and sorrows in your heart.
It wasn't until midnight that the voices of the two gradually subsided, and at the same time they fell into a quiet and peaceful state of mind.
There was silence around, and he might feel the body temperature coming from Natasha's back, so Lucian didn't look back and said, "Be careful of Salde."
"Okay." Natasha didn't ask, this was the result of what Lucian promised.
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Early in the morning, the Aalto Musicians Association.
Franz walked in with a copy of the Aalto Weekly, another report he had collected about the "Homecoming Concert".
Under the title "Unprecedented Music Event, Unparalleled Symphonic Peak", the first comment was: "This night was simply a riot, and their madness and respect for Lucian Evans exceeded imagination. Of course, 'they' also include me......"
Franz, who participated in the preparation of this concert, was very happy to see these praises, because these two symphonies pushed his reverence for Mr. Evans to the extreme, and every sentence of praise for Lucian could make him happy.
Franz, who was watching as he walked, suddenly noticed that the air seemed to have become oppressive and solidified, so he turned around in astonishment and saw Princess Natasha slowly walking into the hall, surrounded by a group of solemn soldiers, and the suppressed sadness emanating from her.
"What happened?" Franz thought slightly uneasy.
(End of this chapter)