Lucien pondered the language: "I have no knowledge of astrology, and can only infer it by comparing poems and documents describing similar events, and of course, it could also be a prophetic poem, in which case every word would be an abstract reference and impossible to guess." ”

In fact, Lucian's current best knowledge is astrology, and there is indeed a constellation named after "Tanos" in the ecliptic position where the sun runs, and it is to commemorate the "Sun King".

"It is certainly not a prophetic poem, but nothing more than a folk poem that circulates near Aalto. Deroni replied in the affirmative.

Lucien slowly organized the language: "Due to the Magic Empire's own civil wars, divisions, and the westward expansion of the Church with LinkedIn heroes, wars like meteorite falls, earth shaking, mountain collapses, and city destruction have occurred many times in the past few hundred years, and at least hundreds of similar descriptions can be found in books such as "Dark Age Folk Poetry", "Syracuse Wars", "Holy City", "Confessions", "Chronicles of the Holy Continent" and other books. ”

"The confrontation between two powerhouses in the legendary realm can have a similar effect, although it is difficult to see it in the last two or three hundred years, but in the 'Dawn War', in the war against heresy, this kind of rank battle is not uncommon. Natasha nodded in agreement with Lucian.

"That's why I've always been curious about which battle it describes. Drooney's slightly gloomy face showed a hint of disappointment.

Lucien laughed, "But descriptions like 'the bright red water flooded to the lips' are rare, and in Her Royal Highness's study, there is only a remote historical document called the Marian Manuscript, which records the changes in the terrain northwest of Aalto. ”

"One hundred and fifteen years before the Sacred Calendar, I don't know whether the path was an accident or a disaster, the day near Aalto fell into darkness, and a huge meteorite fell from the early days, completely destroying the remnants of the mountain peaks in the northwest and the magical city of 'Elsino', after which the earth cracked, and a strange red, not magma liquid poured out of the ground, submerging the vicinity. Because the blood-like liquid disappeared so quickly, there are very few documents and poems documenting it. ”

Droni's expression was a little serious: "Lucian, you mean, this poem describes the scene of the birth of the lake 'Elsino' northwest of Aalto, so how to explain the sun's entry into the palace of Tanos?"

"It is said that when the 'Sun King' Tanos reached the peak of the legendary realm, there was a full darkness without a sun in the capital of the Magic Empire, which is a very apt description of the darkness of the sky at that time. Natasha added a reason for Lucian, "and the language of the poem is similar to that of the era." ”

Droni nodded lightly: "It seems that this poem should have been written by the survivors of 'Elsinoe' at that time, Her Royal Highness the Princess, Lucian, can you see anything else from the poem?"

Lucien and Natasha shook their heads at the same time, and the rest was a normal description.

"Oh. De Roni looked disappointed, but he immediately smiled, "I am very happy to know the age and background of the creation of this poem, and to satisfy my long-standing curiosity, Your Royal Highness Princess Xie Lu, Xie Lu Xie Lucien." Hehe, you're a 'real' historian, and I've consulted Mr. Baker before, but he doesn't know what to do. ”

Lucien modestly replied, "I just happened to see the manuscript, and I can't be entirely sure." ”

Sylvia stood up with a gentle smile: "No matter what, Xie Lu thank you for satisfying my father's curiosity." Well, let's not continue on this topic, because dinner is ready, let's enjoy delicious food. ”

"Lucian, taste it, one of the chefs of the Sylvia family is from Tria, and the Syracuse dishes are very distinctive, and they are rare and delicious. Compared to Tria's cuisine, Aalto's food is too monotonous and boring, always potato goulash, always fried steak, always sausages, fat goose and roast chicken......" Natasha expressed her strong dissatisfaction with Aalto's food, and it seems that she is also a guy who likes food.

Lucien was gluttonous by her: "Then I will definitely taste it." ”

Lucien has always been a "foodie", but there were no conditions to meet it before.

And even now, the chef of the Garden Villa is just average, and the dishes are repeated to the point where Lucien is almost numb.

Natasha complained: "Actually, Aalto's food is not bad, if it's in Holm, it's in Rentat, the food is grilled fish, steak, fries and salad, it's the worst dish on the continent, I went there once when I was a kid, and I never wanted to go again." ”

Holm Rentat, the country across the Storm Channel, which is not well documented in historical documents, Lucien thought silently.

Dinner at Sylvia's house was a good affair, with delicate porcelain cutlery on white napkins, three wine glasses for white water, red wine and rice, the first course for pan-seared foie gras, the second for trian fish soup, the main course for roast lamb shank and tripe stewed in white wine, followed by vegetable salad and Syracuse pudding cake.

This made Lucien have a great appetite, and after becoming a knight, his appetite also increased greatly, so he ate three servings of the main course alone.

Fortunately, Sylvia learned about Lucian's condition from Natasha, and the food she prepared for him was the same as Natasha and Camille, which was much more than normal.

Regarding this incident, Delloni did not express surprise.

............ the cold wind of the "Ice Moon" howled, and Lucian, Natasha and Camille walked the streets of the Gusu District like a stroll.

Sylvia was going to give them a while, but Natasha persuaded her to go back, such a bad luck is really not suitable for her to go out with a weak body.

"If it's in the Northern Fortress, it should have snowed heavily. Natasha stretched out her white slender hand, felt the cold wind, and said to Lucian with a slightly sentimental expression.

Lucien looked up at Silvermoon: "I haven't seen snow yet, and Aalto rarely sees snowflakes. ”

This is the elaboration of a "historian".

Natasha maintained that sentimental mood, and her voice was soft: "Lucian, how is your sonata? Can it be completed by April 3rd? If so, I would recommend you to give a concert in Chant Hall at the Aalto Festival." ”

Held every three years on April 3rd and 5th, the Aalto Festival is attended by musicians from all over the world, including the Moon Elves and the Golden Dwarf, who have converted to the god of truth.

At this time, to be able to hold a concert in the Chant Hall can only be a very famous and authoritative musician.

"It should be able to be done. Lucien thought about it for a moment, and replied earnestly that if a concert was to be held at such a festival, it would definitely satisfy Mr. Rhine's request.

Natasha smiled, melting the rare sentimentality in her: "I believe in you, I would advise President Christopher." Oh, in order to give you peace of mind to compose, and to ensure that the music is performed for the first time in the Chant Hall, the serenade will not be played again at the New Year's ball, and the freshness will always bring great shock. ”

"When the time comes, I'll play 'Dedicated to Sylvia' to keep your piano playing a certain mystery. "In the past few months, Lucien has only played once at Phyllis's banquet.

"I will not disappoint your expectations, Your Highness Princess. Lucien looked ahead with a slightly confused gaze, is he leaving after the festival?

After confirming this matter, Natasha suddenly sighed: "After I played "Dedicated to Sylvia" last night, I couldn't think of romantic language, just praised Sylvia's beauty. Lucian, try to think about what a beautiful picture it is to have a gentleman stand up from the piano, walk up to the beautiful lady, and slowly hold her right hand in the beautiful melody that seems to be wafting in the first day. If at this time, there are one or two more affectionate and romantic words, which will definitely move her and make her remember it forever. ”

"I have no experience. Lucien replied with a blank face, why did the topic go in this direction again.

Natasha didn't relent, but continued to ask: "Lucian, can you help me think about it, which words are the most romantic and touching at this time?"

Lucien turned his head to look at her seriously: "At this time, there is only one sentence for the most romantic words. ”

"What is it?" Natasha was curious.

"Marry me. Lucien looked at Natasha with a smile.

Natasha: "...... It's a problem, but I'll try to fix it. Lucien, you're also trying to find someone to work towards, hey, do you need me to explain it to you?"

In the relaxed interaction, the distance between Sylvia's house and Lucien's villa was quickly completed.

............ The first Sunday of the first month (January).

The third edition of the Music Review published a commentary-type message:

A Piano Piece Worth a Manor

"On the occasion of the hustle and bustle of the New Year's Ball, I was fortunate to hear a pure and beautiful piano piece, its melody is simple, but it is beautiful and pleasant, without too many skills, but it flows through every heart like a clear spring, and under the background of the gorgeous music before and after, its simple and beautiful feeling makes it ...... remembered."

"This is a new piece by Aalto's musical talent, Lucien Evans, entitled "To Sylvia", but in my opinion, it is more like "To Natasha", dedicated to our esteemed princess, so it was loved by Her Royal Highness the princess, and she gave Evans a manor in the suburbs!"

"This is perhaps the most valuable piano piece in the history of music, and many musicians have never owned a estate in their lifetime. ”

"Of course, I am not jealous of Mr. Lucien Evans' 'Adventures', because this piece brings back fond memories of the past because of his talent. ”

As the reward of a manor was so shocking that the Music Review and most of the other relevant newspapers published it, Lucien was once again bathed in a variety of eyes.

However, what made Lucien helpless was that I don't know when Lu Dao began, and more and more people within the association called themselves "historians".

And they really asked Lucian about the history, poetry and other questions they encountered in the creation, and got a satisfactory answer from the mouth of the "friendly and gentle" talented musician Lucian, so "historian" became Lucian's lingering nickname, and even circulated in Aalto.

(To be continued)