"Walking through the bright red autumn leaves and fire, the warm breeze in the sunset blows through the skin~ The white birds flying through the dark sky, do you know where my heart wants to live~"

Ian picked up the lute and improvised to the rhythm of the bard in his memory—a cheerful tavern tune that warmed the study.

If you count the lyrics, this is a country ballad with a little yellow component, and the whole Nanling is very popular, but if you don't count the lyrics, it's just an ordinary song.

As for the yellow ingredients...... To be honest, there's nothing to look forward to, it's essentially no different from a folk song like 'Pinch your big X'. After all, it's a rural ballad like Southridge, and don't expect the lyrics to be too stylish—even the lyrics above are the result of Ian's efforts to glorify them as much as possible.

Actually, the version in the tavern is 'Autumn maple leaves are so hot, and the warm breeze blows on your cheeks~ The white birds in the sky are swaying, just like my heart when I see you~'.

And the maple leaf and the white bird here have their own references.

The Viscount should like it.

Anyway, Ian couldn't sing that tune.

But I have to say that when I was in the tavern, it was very much like local life.

Isengard listened to Ian's performance, and he wanted to praise Ian's skillful technique, but then he gradually raised his brow in confusion, revealing a puzzled look.

"It's a good performance......" the blonde boy muttered to himself, a little confused, "but it feels a little ...... Well...... Not quite what I heard in Port Harrison before? Ian, your playing is a bit less like a ballad, a little too one-eyed......"

"Got it."

Raising his hand and stopping playing, Ian looked at Isengard, who gently put the instrument back in place: "The core of art is different. Because of the mood, because of the state, because of the emotions and small impulses in the brain. ”

"Even if it's the same action, it's different in the subtleties. The demeanor of the man, the action, the choice of pace, the passionate attitude, the contagious force, the troubadour's steps closer to the audience...... These are hard to imitate. ”

"If you want to imitate these things, there are so many things to consider."

"But if it's human nature, you don't need to think too much, you just need to be yourself - so some people can just stir up the atmosphere, and I just restore the process of his playing."

Saying this, Ian smiled and looked out the window of the study: "Every song sung by different people is different—the world in everyone's eyes is completely different, and everyone, even the same person, listens to the same song at different times, and the feelings that arise in their hearts are also different." ”

"So I love music and I like the difference."

Isengard listened in silence. He felt as if he had seen a more real Ian...... In an aspect that has never been understood.

"Originally, I was a little worried, afraid that my mother would see through your secret."

Isengard said softly, and then nodded reassuringly: "Now it seems that this is too much to worry about." You can hide such a completely different side of yourself so well, I'm afraid no one can see through your true colors. ”

"Not really, mainly when we are on an adventure together, we don't have much opportunity to talk about music."

The young man shook his head slightly: "Does Mrs. Ellen want to see me?" ”

Although Ian had known about it for a long time, he pretended not to know: "Morning or evening?" Or is it noon? ”

"Noon. Let's have lunch together. ”

Isengard tidied up his clothes, he packed up his papers, nodded and said, "I'll leave in a while...... Miss Birch, they can go if they want......"

"It's best not to involve them."

Ian replied decisively, narrowing his eyes: "So anxious...... Mrs. Ellen must have something to tell me. Maybe it has something to do with your second uncle, Mikael...... Maybe it has something to do with you, too. ”

"Yi Sen, recently in the imperial capital, there is something about the Alchemy Association...... Is something going on? ”

Isengard was stunned, and then searched for information from his memory: "Yes." A few days ago, after my teacher and I returned to the imperial capital, we found the master who engraved the inscription array for my bracelet...... After he was stripped of his mastership, he was replaced by an old alchemist who was already capable, but did not have the title. ”

"This is a disgraceful thing - an alchemy master actually does some work for money and kills, which will undoubtedly damage the reputation of the Alchemy Association, so the Alchemy Association held a free alchemist qualification certificate, and there are additional rewards for the top few in the assessment......"

"You also know that in the past, the alchemist qualification certificate had to bring your own materials and potions, but this time the association paid for it, and there were rewards at the top of the rankings, when would there be such a generous thing?"

"I remember it was seven days, the whole process was free, and it seemed to have a limited number of people, but seven days was enough for everyone who was qualified to participate."

"So, this time, a lot of people came over on purpose. In their opinion, the first should be predetermined, but if you can't get a reward, it's a big deal to treat it as a free practice. Free stuff, no need to use it in vain. ”

Isengard quipped, he didn't plan to participate, after all, he had already assessed the title of elite alchemist, and he was still quite far away from the master, and there was no shortage of materials at home: "This is what I said before, I want you to perform, if you can get the top three, I will arrange a laboratory for you and no one will say anything." ”

"Moreover, taking advantage of this fame, you can also make a name for yourself in the Alchemy Association, and you will have a structure in the future, so it will be convenient to do anything."

"Looks like I'm just in time." Ian nodded slightly, he had probably guessed what Mrs. Ellen was going to say to him—nothing more than to put himself in this test, show his strength, and then let himself join the Platinum Iridium Workshop as Eisengard's deputy.

What Ethan could think of, how could Mrs. Ellen not think of it? It's just that the other party silently conformed to current events, set up the stage, and waited for their group to go up.

Ian didn't think there was anything wrong with it - he just needed a shelf, and everyone else helped him set up the stage, which was not built for him, but it saved a lot of effort.

After he shows his alchemy strength, no one will care about exchanging the materials of the Extreme Domain with the merits of the Patrol Knight.

Everything went very smoothly and all the planning went according to the pace.

However, it was not what Ian imagined.

In addition to this stage, Mrs. Ellen had a rather unexpected surprise in store for him.