"I was born in Bonn, the Rhine Federation, and my country has died under the iron heel of the dead, except for me, who was studying music in Vienna, the capital of the Holy Norman Empire, and was recommended by my mentor Haydn!" the young man spoke in a very clear manner: "You can call me the harpsichordist Peiethoven, my hearing is a little degraded, and I am sorry that I can't hear your conversation clearly." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info but this gentleman's performance is very good, and it makes me happy, and only music can make me happy. ”

"Haydn, the premier musical master of the Holy Norman Empire?how is it possible?" Haydn was undoubtedly the most famous musical master of his time, especially in the field of symphonies and quartets, even if Sivi, who once composed "Forest of Dreams" and "Moonlight", did not have a good place in the music industry as he did.

Haydn was undoubtedly a very important believer in the Lord of Music, Sophie, who was second only to the Saints' elect after not leaving Vienna for a long time due to his age and being absent from the inauguration of the Musical Church.

"You are also a harpsichordist, as a disciple of Master Haydn, you must have a very high attainment, and please be able to surprise us!" said Pearlman, who is known as a close friend of Butterfly, with a smile on his face, who did not like this degraded young man at all, because his image was simply a discredit for the profession of harpsichord.

You must know that the guests who appeared in the wing hall on the first floor of the New Rose Castle at this time are all musicians or bards who have made brilliant achievements in the field of music, and their appreciation ability is far beyond that of ordinary people.

Many people thought that this sloppy young man would retreat and find an excuse to shirk it, but he wiped the greasy on his hands with a hand towel and walked all the way through the crowd with a confident smile to the edge of this rose harpsichord.

Pearlman gave way to him, and instead of staying away, he stood near the harpsichord, hoping to find out the omissions in the young man's performance, and then to criticize him harshly.

Many people exchanged heads and talked about it, and the aura of "Haydn's disciple" on Peiethoven still had some effect, after all, this time only three people in the entire Orrent continent had been evaluated as "music legends", which was beyond ordinary music masters.

Peiethoven confidently sat in front of the harpsichord, his hands on the keys, to everyone's surprise, these hands were unusually clean and tidy, even the nails were neatly built, each finger was white and slender, but the joints were thick and powerful, at first glance it was the most suitable hand for playing the piano.

After a few moments of adjustment and familiarization, Peiethoven began to play.

In an instant, the heavy board that entered everyone's ears was followed by a rather long period of extremely slow board full of pathos, which is a magnificent sonata, with a strong Haydn style, but with a completely own innovation and understanding.

Peiethoven had completely closed his eyes, he was completely immersed in his emotions, and began to play with full attention, his expression with a kind of pathos, with a kind of pain, this emotion was completely integrated into the playing, making the whole movement more full of emotions and making everyone impressed.

At this moment, although Peiethoven still looked like a degraded young man, no one dared to underestimate him, and this beautiful melody full of drama had never been shown in front of the world, and it was clear that this Peiethoven was probably not only a harpsichord but also a composer.

The whole first movement has a tragic atmosphere of the ancient Alexandrian era, the eloquent notes carry the spirit of giants and the depth of epic, not the lingering tenderness of children's love, but the sorrow and indignation of fate and the unyielding fighting spirit in a desperate situation, which makes all the listeners enthusiastic, and they are completely immersed in this movement, one by one, for fear of missing even a note.

Even Pearlman, a close friend of the butterfly, had no idea of finding fault at all, his fingers pressed gently in the air, as if he were playing the invisible harpsichord, and his head shook together, completely intoxicated by the music.

The first movement lasted about ten minutes, and when Peiethoven finally opened his eyes, his hands stopped, but everyone was silent, because they heard unfinished in the music, and it was clear that there would be a follow-up movement.

Pei Duofen brewed feelings, and finally, a smile began to bloom at the corner of his mouth, at this moment, he was not very handsome, but he seemed to carry the brilliance and holiness of life, so that countless people wanted to be close to it.

The ballad-like adagio gradually begins to play, and the second movement is warm and reverent, and Peiethoven fully interprets his love of life into this movement, which makes everyone feel relaxed, full of love and warmth, and the smile slowly climbs into the faces of every listener. Peiethoven's playing is like the golden sunlight shining on the keys, clear and shining.

After another short adjustment, Peiethoven's whole body began to tremble slightly, and he completely put his full emotions into the performance, like a general commanding thousands of troops, and the heavy rain legato was filled with a youthful brightness and irrepressible vitality, and all the listeners had completely entered his movement, and their emotions followed his playing.

This is a level that only the most advanced harpsichordists can achieve, and Pearlman can attract butterflies, known as a close friend of butterflies, but he is completely a notch lower than Peiethoven's playing.

In the final third movement, it seems that all people have broken away from the shell and shackles of the body, and entered the spiritual realm and paradise, instilling the ideals and will of the indomitable hero into the souls of all people, leading them to feel all this, to experience all this, at this moment, Peiethoven completely dominates everyone's emotions, and in the impetuous world, leads everyone to feel the spiritual inner that transcends the mortal.

At the end of the song, the whole Rose Castle fell silent, until a long time, there was thunderous applause, including Pearlman, all the guests applauded enthusiastically, not even realizing that their palms were red and swollen, because the music played by the young harpsichordist Peiethoven just now was definitely a legendary movement comparable to "Moonlight" and "Dream Forest"!

Peiethoven stood up and bowed to everyone to thank him, at this moment he seemed to have an aura on his body, the original depression became a maverick, and the original uninhibited became free and easy.

"What kind of music is this? Will we be lucky enough to know?" said Pearlman, looking excited, like a fan.

"Harpsichord Sonata 'Pathétique'!" said Pei Duofen with a nod and politeness.

"He's an ordinary man, not a professional!" A man and a woman stood side by side on the spiral staircase from the second floor to the first floor, apparently listening to Peiethoven as well.

"It's incredible, he should only be about twenty years old, right? He can compose such epic music, and his musical talent is comparable to that of Sivi!" The woman is the owner of the New Rose Castle, Sophie, the master of music, and at this moment she has a look of excitement on her face, and the appearance of any great musician is a happy thing for her.

"Sophie, I think the upgrade of the professional system of musicians and bards we just discussed should start with this Mr. Peiethoven!" The secret conversation between Sivi and Sophie this time is also to help Sophie solve a very important but still unresolved problem.

That is the design and planning of the professional system of the music church.

It is very difficult to know how to transform music into practical combat power, and the bard and the musician belong to the grassroots and the temple respectively, and they are not related to each other and are a little hostile, and these problems have caused great problems for Sufi's unified resources.

"In my opinion, music is not without any power, in the world of Orrente, music is directly related to emotions and souls, and all powers, including magicians and warlocks, are also related to souls. "Bards are supposed to be a buff support class, maybe they don't have the same ability to fight directly as a mage, a warrior, or a knight, but they can provide enough buffs to their teammates or perform some debuffs on their enemies, whether it's Requiem, Lullaby, or Bullfight" There are very obvious effects, and of course, there needs to be a steady stream of stronger movements, which will be the Church of Music and the most important force that Sufi can bring to musicians and bards. ”

"From the perspective of the arcanist, music is a kind of sound wave, and sound waves naturally have enough lethality, such as what we often call 'magic sound irrigation', as long as we continue to develop and research in this area, future music cultists will also have real damage magic skills, and as for Sophie, the first note in the world of Orrent, these are not too difficult!"

By now, Sivi's understanding of demigods, gods, beliefs, and churches has surpassed that of most mortals, and even more experienced than many demigods, and his words to Sophie have undoubtedly opened up Suf's understanding and thinking, so that the Church of Music is not just a place for musicians to communicate and learn, but a place that can truly bring great power to musicians and bards!

As long as there is a powerful musical magic, then the belief in Sophie, the master of music, will be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and she will be able to gradually climb and seek a true priesthood.

And the musician Peiethoven, who has shown a very strong talent for composition and can bring emotional resonance, is undoubtedly the best person to practice and explore the art of music, just like Charlotte, the practitioner of the Way of Light.

"Thank you very much, Sivi. Sophie's big beautiful eyes looked straight at Sivi: "You have given me too much help, but I can't repay......"

"We're good friends, aren't we?" Syvi smiled, "Friends always have to watch over each other! Speaking of which, I'm going to surprise you, but maybe it's going to take a while, and it's a coincidence that she's here!"

Sophie's eyes suddenly fell to the gates of the new Rose Castle, and a young blonde woman walked in.

She was dressed in a long white dress, gorgeous and elegant, her hair was tied up by a golden headband, she wore white lace gloves on her hands, she wore a pair of milky white leather shoes, her complexion was as white as milk, her skin was smooth to the extreme, and her pale golden eyes wore a majesty overlooking all beings, but it was soon hidden.

This young woman who looked to be only in her early twenties attracted the attention of everyone in the hall for a while, she was so beautiful and her temperament was too outstanding, perhaps only the oldest and most noble top families of the Holy Norman Empire or the Kingdom of France could cultivate a famous lady of this level.

Sophie walked down the stairs briskly with a look of surprise and grabbed the blonde woman's hands: "I really didn't expect you to come, Yulicia!"

"Although it was Xiwei's invitation, this time I came specially for you!" Yulicia showed a warm smile like the sun, which instantly healed the hearts of many people: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Sophie!"

The arrival of Eulicia temporarily interrupted the contact between Sophie and Peiethoven, and soon the two goddesses arrived with Sivi in Sophie's own bedroom on the top floor of the New Rose Castle.

"I really didn't expect that Yulicia you actually have a complete human body, don't you ......" Thinking of the advice she gave last time, Sophie's eyes were between Sivi and Yulicia, with an ambiguous expression.

That's right, Euricia is no longer a simulated human form from the power of the Source of Light, she has a real human body, which is a holy body, a demigod body, and the foundation of the future god.

Euricia's face turned slightly red: "With the pious faith of the French, I am much stronger now than I was half a year ago." Sophie, I think it's time to dispel the demonic imprint that Wise Forraz left on you!"

Sophie was stunned, knowing that although she was already a demigod, she could not get rid of the demonic imprint left on her body by Forraz, the most mysterious and resourceful of the Seven Demon Lords, which was like a time bomb buried in her body, making it almost impossible for her to sleep peacefully.

"Thank you, Euricia, thank you, Sivi, I don't know what to say if I thank you......" Sophie still doesn't know what the surprise Sivi gave him is?

"This is the demonic imprint left by the Demon Lord himself, it is the most terrifying and evil curse, although I can also use violence to expel it before, but it may cause you some damage, and maybe even that is the real intention of Forraz, so Sivi advises me not to act rashly for the time being, and wait until I am sure that I will help you get out of trouble. Julicia smiled and said, "Sophie, let's get started right away!" (To be continued.) )