I came here for the smooth work of conscription, as well as for the adjustment of defense.

The knights led by Cybertron quickly completed the organization here, and of course, the first night was a real thing that scared everyone's minds. Why...... Many, because Cybertron's first night in the city wasn't over yet.

Considering Cybertron's status as the husband of the queen (although not in name), he brought his daughter (Dinisha) with him. So sending a woman over to please is basically an act of lighting up the toilet to find death. The mayor is not in vain, and after so many years, there is still a bit of intelligence.

The mayor was forgiven by kissing Cybertron's boots (not kissing, actually, it didn't change), and Lancelot, on his part, couldn't pull it off, and was always in an awkward position with his new lord. Of course, Cybertron is not in a hurry, and there has always been no superiority who is troubled by the relationship between superiors and subordinates.

So now the question is: how should Lancelot bother about his relationship with his new master? Just ask yourself, who is usually not very cheap, and Bacheng is also because he has met a too wicked Cunzài, so he will sigh from the bottom of his heart, right? Who knew that the other party's ears were so pointed. If you think about the countless examples of discord between monarchs and ministers in the end because of small gaps throughout the ages, there are quite a lot of such examples in the other world.

Therefore, Lancelot is also quite entangled in how to ease the relationship with his superiors.

Here's a good opportunity.

All the nobles and people who are a little famous near and far in the port of Dover came to see if they could "get into the fairy spirit", or at least whether they could see the honor. When everyone knows that the legendary hero is only 1.6 meters tall, they don't know whether they are surprised, sorry or disappointed, or because they are interested in the attribute of "curse", which surprises everyone, and the reputation of "guilty hero" is even more strange.

This is how Cybertron was invited to the final part of the welcome ceremony at the Port of Dover Cathedral: the concert.

No matter how hard the subordinates try to become famous, even an ordinary painter thinks "I want to paint this stage crystal clear and make adults love it", and any actor who plays tricks thinks "I want to play this servant A passerby A well, maybe I can soar to the sky". The organizer is even more straightforward and hopes that Tongguò will be cute this time, but ......

When it comes to Cybertron, which is out of step with everyone in this era, it becomes a different way of saying it:.

Cybertron doesn't like concerts, never did, and would never have gone to them if it weren't for the fact that he would be able to get along with Alice Phil and the like. He couldn't understand why there was such a craze for concerts in this era, and why people in this era were so excited about a work of art. Even the half-civilized Denisha who is a "barbarian" is excited about the word "concert".

He yawned and said to the mayor's invitation, "Ah, got it, let's go." ”

The mayor's official residence is not only graceful and luxurious, but at least magnificent. The renovated residence is full of enamel style, showing the style of the Sun King era. All the little nobles in gorgeous costumes stood around and laughed cautiously, although it was not their turn to say even a word, but everyone's smiles were almost numb and still laughing. Now Cybertron doesn't seem to care much about anything, which makes the mayor of Dover very anxious.

and immediately gave the close ministers around him a look.

The so-called close ministers are the staff members who spend their own money. Generally, they are either dilapidated aristocrats, or people with real talents and hard work. This time it is the latter who will speak

"My lord, this welcome concert has been carefully arranged by the mayor, inviting the best conductors and musicians in the city, and the repertoire is the most popular in the country recently. I've always wanted to find music that matches the personality of adults, but it's really hard because the credit of adults is too great. ”

One step closer, it was a lean and capable man who looked to be in his thirties.

"Oh?" he had already stood up, intending to sleep through the next two or three hours of concert, or four or five hours at most. Cybertron found a guy next to him: "You...... Who is it?"

"My lord, this is my personal composer, and I am in charge of this kind of thing. The mayor immediately stepped forward to explain to his subordinates, and the private composer bowed his head deeply and made a respectful appearance: "His name is Sarieri, and when you first entered the humble house, you heard the piano play by his handiwork, he is very talented, and I heard that you are going to write a welcome piece for you overnight."

"Sallyeri, Sallyeri...... Don't you look like a local?" asked Cybertron, puzzled, but for the welcome music as he just walked through the door...... I don't feel it. No matter how much the subordinates do the icing on the cake, it doesn't matter to him anymore. No matter how hard you try, you won't get any reward.

"Yes, my lord, you are a man of Italy, who was invited by the former Lord Mayor of Dover to play music and discover talent for the city. Sarieri's head bowed slightly.

"Oh......" This time Cybertron was interested, and took a step forward to stare at the man who was half a head taller than himself: "I...... It's been more than an hour since I came here, I've eaten and drank, and the people around me who flattered me have also said good things about me. ”

As he spoke, Cybertron looked around with a playful smile on his face, and everywhere the young man's eyes went, all the nobles could only laugh in amusement. Soon they stopped laughing, for Cybertron turned to Salieri and asked, "You are the first person who dared to be the last mayor in front of me, and you have the courage to do so, should you say that you are a real musician?"

In an instant, everyone's faces fell, especially the mayor's face was the most ugly, Sarieri's face was panicked, but he could only pretend to be calm. Looking at this pseudo-lady who was half a head shorter than himself but extremely oppressive, Sarieri sent out an illusion for the first time: the other party did not hold a knife as terrible as holding a knife.

"My lord, I ...... I don't think it's okay to say it. Sarieri's IQ began to explode in an instant, and his lips trembled, but he still spoke: "I was indeed invited by the former mayor. ”

"You see, there are only fifty or so nobles who have come to welcome me this time, and I am not too few, and I even think it is very quiet, and it looks good. Cybertron patted the other man on the shoulder, and didn't say anything nasty: "I know it's not you who have neglected me, and you don't dare." It's that there are only so many nobles in this neighborhood, either because they have no money to run away or because they have just recently returned with an amnesty. I know why the little nobles, it's normal to run away without money, and it's the big nobles of Dover who run by boat. The former mayor of Port Dover abandoned more than 10,000 citizens and ran away, let me ask you, you and the mayor of Dover are said to have a good relationship? Why don't you run?"

"I ...... I think...... I'm sorry, sir. "First of all, he bowed his head and confessed that Sarieri's willingness not to run away was many, one of them was unable to run, the second was that he missed the opportunity, and the third was that if he wanted to run, there was a small boat waiting for him at any time. But now is not the time to talk about this, and of course there are some righteous words under fear. He suddenly remembered what he said more than 20 years ago when he was enlightened by the teacher Yi Duli: "Music is the teaching of the Holy Light, and I am willing to dedicate my whole life to the Holy Light, as long as he is willing to pity me and let me sing his praises to music." I play music here to make the Light pity more people, I love it."

"Oh...... I don't really understand because I think it's a trick. Cybertron smiled and felt that the atmosphere was a little too tense, and said to the people around him: "I didn't expect it, Sarieri, right? I've seen a real artist for so many years?

Stinky Lao Jiu has always been a cow 13, and Song Yu's disciple was infamous for 10,000 years, just because Song Yu wrote an article, and suddenly Cybertron felt that he could rely on this to make a name for himself.

The blood pressure of the surrounding minor nobles rose and fell in Cybertron's words, and the mayor's face was randomly selected between red, white, purple, and black.

"Your Excellency, you're joking. ”

"Your Excellency, you are the one who really understands art. ”

"Your Excellency, you are so funny. ”

"Your Excellency, you are such a great, art appreciator. ”

The surrounding sycophants were like a tide in an instant, and the nobles applauded for this pair of "confidants", with the mayor taking the lead, and Sarieri bowed his head deeply to make his height competition Botin shorter.

This is very satisfying for Cybertron.

"Speaking of which...... I didn't expect you, you all have musicians?" Cybertron looked back and asked puzzledly, "I used to have one, but now I'm touring in continental Europe, and I haven't come back to see me for more than half a year...... Well, so I don't have anything to do lately. Are you free to help me?"

"I ...... My pleasure. Sarieri's face was full of joy, showing enough flattery: "If the mayor allows it." ”

"Of course, of course, it's also my pleasure. The mayor agreed immediately and was not going to say anything.

"I know that you have many great works, and I have heard that as a descendant of a great ancient nation, your musical cultivation must also be ......" Sarieri hurriedly patted the sycophants: "As a former Itali, I have also heard of an ancient race: the Bourkeso. Legend has it that their civilization is indeed brilliant and ......"

"Okay, okay, I know my race, you don't have to wear any high hats. By this time, the Bourkeso people have been said to be both civil and military, and they must not become a country of gentlemen in the south? We are just a fighting race, not to mention anything else. Cybertron smiled and waved his hand.

It's hard to figure out that the psychology of the superior is in this category.

He's not a real artist, and since the Sally in front of him is a real artist, he must hide!

It's a pity that the Salieri in front of him thought that he had met an artistic bosom friend and a noble man in his career.

Meat eaters despise.