Hearing Lucian's words, Lilith didn't feel wrong, and said happily and a little shyly, "We plan to listen to your concert Mr. Evans, and leave after Aalto's music festival, anyway, the time is still ......" She suddenly realized that she was revealing something she shouldn't have revealed, so she hurriedly shut up.

And Sara on the side also felt that something was wrong, and looked at Lucian with a little solemnity: "Mr. Evans, everyone who came to Aalto during this time came to attend the music festival, and we are the same, why are you still in Aalto?"

He asked it subconsciously, and when he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to bite off his tongue, if Lucien really saw any clues from the literature, wouldn't asking him ask like this would be tantamount to confessing himself?!

"Hehe, I saw that your brothers and sisters were coming to the 'Bruns' manor to ask me to read the manuscript despite the closing of the city gates, and I thought you were in a hurry. Lucien's thoughts raced, and he found a good reason to explain. I was really careless just now, and I subconsciously asked the doubts in my heart, but if I didn't know that the Lu Dao Literature was about to open a ruin, why would I be surprised that the Sara brothers and sisters didn't leave?!

"Sometimes it's easy to say the wrong thing if you know too much!" Lucien said to himself.

Lilith apparently believed this explanation, and her brother and sister were indeed very anxious at the time, so they happily replied half-truthfully, "Because we like you very much, Mr. Evans, we are anxious to see you." Oh, Mr. Evans, the melody you played just now is so beautiful, like a dreamy natural beauty......"

After a casual conversation on the side of the street, Sara always felt a little uncomfortable facing Lucien who was reading the manuscript, and was always afraid that she would accidentally leak out and let him know the secret, so she forcibly took her sister who was unwilling to leave.

Watching the backs of their brother and sister disappear into the crowd, Lucien nodded slightly: "The time of entering that magical relic is very consistent with my inference. ”

"But did you meet them by chance today, or did they show up on purpose?"

In Aalto, under the control of the Church, Lucien must not be careless, and is suspicious of anything that involves magic.

............

Lucien, who has restrained his greed. Soon forgot about the magical relics, and continued to wander around with Aven, sometimes enjoying a symphony in this concert hall, sometimes listening to opera in that theater, and sometimes joining some musical games, and living a very comfortable and comfortable life.

Evening came. Joel and Alyssa returned satisfied. After Lucien's work as a "nanny", after dinner, the group walked together to the town square.

The normally empty and deserted Municipal Square is now crowded with people, even the nearby streets are congested, as if all living creatures in the whole of Aalto have gathered here.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the church will form a huge transparent "crystal wall" in the municipal square with a magic array, and through this floating crystal wall, citizens will be able to see and hear the stage of the chant hall.

"That's a lot of people!" Exclaimed Evan in a childlike exaggeration.

The front is simply a sea of human bodies, although they are dressed in various clothes. But in Aiwen's opinion, it is completely a piece of black oppression.

Joel smiled helplessly and shook his head: "We'll just wait here, anyway, that 'God Crystal' can be seen in the entire administrative district." ”

"No, of course, the concert in the Hall of Psalms should be as close and clear as possible!" Alyssa refused to stop her decision, and wanted to crush her weight to open a path.

Lucien stopped her with a smile, "Aunt Elisa, I'll take you to a good place where you can enjoy the concert in the Chant Hall to the fullest. ”

"Oh. Where is it?" asked Evan curiously.

Lucien pretended not to answer, and led Joel and his family to the back of the street, and then walked around the other side of the town square.

Soon, a five-storey building in the classical heavy style came into view.

"City Hall?" Joel smiled meaningfully as if he understood something, he had always been concerned about Lucien's marriage.

Lucien smiled and shook his head, "Phyllis's father, Mr. Huerban, is the clerk of the town hall. He invited us to the top floor of the town hall to enjoy the Chant Hall concert. ”

With status, there are connections, and with connections, many things become simpler.

Town Hall Back Door. Phyllis, dressed in a long crimson dress, was already waiting there.

The limited number of seats in the Chant Hall and the large number of distinguished guests from other countries prevented even nobles such as Urbin and Phyllis from being invited, while within the Musicians' Guild only well-known and authoritative musicians, such as Victor, who had managed to enter the ranks with his last concert.

Lucien, as the musical advisor to the future Grand Duchess, was also invited, but he did not go to the chant hall under the pretext of accompanying his uncle's family, after all, tonight's concert is the theme of Mass and hymns, and I don't know how many priests, bishops and cardinals will be present in Lucian, who has a ghost in his heart, of course he can avoid it.

............

At eight o'clock in the evening, a faint halo of light lit up in the municipal square, sacred and vast.

Witnesses to this scene

The citizens of Aalto, alike and the outsiders, buried their heads deeply, quietly prayed and praised, this is the majesty of the Lord, this is the strength of the Lord!

Lucien did not dúlì and prayed with his head bowed like them, full of curiosity and awe of the majestic power contained in the halo:

"The power of magic comes from nature, so where does the power of magic come from? If there really is a god, then why will the church be divided? I don't know when I can have such a powerful strength......

The halo grew brighter and brighter, gradually solidifying and transparent, like a huge crystal wall, and no matter which angle you looked at this crystal wall, you could directly see the stage of the chant hall through it.

It was already neatly filled with the choir of the Golden Cathedral.

"Ah, pious people......"

The clear and beautiful, powerful and high-pitched singing voice sounded with the music, it was so beautiful, so incomparable, like an aria from an angel.

The choir is full of eunuch singers, and because they were castrated before the green chūn period, their physiology has changed, and their singing voices are clearer and higher than those of female xìng, and they are the best hymn singers.

Lucien listened to the hymns, masses, etc. quietly from the perspective of pure appreciation, and had to admit it. Many of the melodies in it are ethereal and silent, penetrating to the soul that I can't play by myself.

Of course, the church has more or less relied on the power of the magic array to make religious music appear more sacred and beautiful, after all, it is an excellent occasion to strengthen the faith.

"Every time I listen to the hymns of the Aalto Festival, I have a trembling feeling that this is the voice from the Lord......" ended the concert. The town square is also steeped in a sacred atmosphere. Appearing very quiet, Phyllis turned to Lucien and sighed, but also showed deep worry and apprehension: "With such a concert as the beginning of the first day, there must be many people who compare Lucian's performance on the last day. Even if your concert is already above the standard, as long as it does not have such a height, it will definitely be fiercely criticized. ”

"Isn't Destiny already the highest praise? I don't think it's much worse than this concert. Lucien smiled at Phyllis and told her not to worry.

Phyllis pursed her plump lips, "Lucien, you know that I don't mean fate. It's those solo piano pieces of yours. Hey, I really don't know how you can be so calm, I feel so stressed, I can't breathe. ”

"Miss Phyllis, what Lucien has experienced is harder and more dangerous than you think, and it is the calmness that life has brought him. The guard soldier next to him interjected in reply. It was John.

Although he was sent to maintain law and order, he was under the supervision of Sir Vane, and from eight o'clock every evening he would be in charge of the top floor of the town hall without delaying the concerts.

Phyllis nodded, "Okay, it's me who is too nervous. Lucian, don't let my emotions sway. Keeping this kind of calm, even if it is slightly flawed, will not affect your status, and your score of "Pathétique" is very outstanding. ”

"Phyllis. Don't you think the more you say that, the easier it is to make people nervous?" Lucien laughed.

Phyllis couldn't help but glare at Lucian.

............

April 4, eight o'clock in the evening.

At Victor's insistence, Lucien sat down in the chant hall.

"This is probably the last concert of President Christopher, and it is best not to miss it. Victor next to him smiled bitterly and said to Lucian, "If it weren't for Phyllis and Lot, they are not qualified, I would definitely let them come to the chant hall to admire, Lucian, you really don't know how to cherish it." ”

Lucien knew that Victor was kind, so he had to answer in a joking voice: "Teacher Victor, aren't you worried that I will have a huge and unbearable pressure after listening to President Christopher's flawless concert, so that the concert will fail tomorrow?"

"If you can say something like that, I don't think I have to worry about your stress mentality. After nearly nine months of getting along, Victor has come to know Lucian's xìng character better, and he actually has a good sense of humor under the quiet and introverted surface, "And your piano piece of "Pathétique" has made great progress in the genre compared to the previous sonatas, and tends to be perfect and mature, as far as I am concerned, this will be a piece of music that has changed in the history of sonata development. ”

Worried about Lucien, Victor and Phyllis each asked for a copy to watch after he had decided on the repertoire and registered the score.

"However, many of the techniques you used in the two pieces did not conform to the previous piano composition norms, and it was very difficult to play, I tried to play it again, and found that it took at least several months of practice to barely flow well, so I was worried that everyone would not accept it, and I was worried that you would make mistakes......" Victor was still very worried and nervous, Lucien was his most proud disciple.

Lucien was just about to answer, when a young man in his twenties walked down the aisle, with black hair and brown eyes, ordinary appearance, but a good temperament.

"Good evening, Mr. Victor. The man stopped in front of Lucien and Victor and said, "This is my classmate Lucien Evans?"

Victor smiled and stood up and introduced: "This is my former student Marcus, who started working as a court music advisor to the Shaq Kingdom after touring, and just returned to Aalto for the music festival a few days ago. ”