After Brian dealt with Wendy and Matt's affairs, he took Blake out of Daryl Academy, and then he suddenly thought of a question.

That's what happens to Blake alone after Wendy and Matt go to school?

Although the three of them are neither too old nor too young, they used to support each other, and now only Blake is left with a thirteen-year-old child, and it is not safe for him to live alone.

Want to take it home? It doesn't feel good to bring it to the performance troupe....... it's not good.

Unable to think of a suitable arrangement for a while, Brian took Blake to think while walking down the street.

There weren't many people he really knew and trusted, and he could count them on one hand, his brother and Miss Bertha, everyone in the acting troupe, and the dead Borg......

Wait a minute......

Brian suddenly had a flash of inspiration and thought of someone who was neither too familiar nor too stranger, that was Sherlock and Miss Alan Bell of the Starry Sky Tavern.

It seems like a no-smoke idea.

Although Sherlock and Miss Alan Bell have some ulterior motives, after these observations, they should not take the initiative to harm themselves and other ordinary people.

"Well, you can try."

Muttering in a low voice, Brian did what he thought, and immediately took Blake to change the direction of his walking, all the way to the Starry Sky Tavern on Carno Street.

Coincidentally, the Starry Sky Tavern was not far from Daryl Academy, and it didn't take long for the two of them to arrive.

Pushing open the door of the tavern, the hall of the tavern was still relatively deserted, and there were not many customers, but each guest was still dressed decently like that, not like ordinary people.

Brian led Black to the front desk of the tavern, and immediately saw Sherlock Evans, who was sitting on the high chair at the front desk in a black trench coat, and Miss Alain Bell, who was slightly chubby and wearing a black maid costume standing at the front desk.

"Good morning, both." Brian raised his hand to say hello and sat down on another high chair at the front desk, while also letting Blake sit again.

I don't know why he seems to be more natural and friendly to these two gentlemen and ladies who have only known each other for a long time.

Maybe it is because he knows that the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, even if he resists, it will have no effect.

"Good morning."

Miss Alan Bell replied aloud.

Sherlock, on the other hand, had no such habit and asked directly:

"Do you have anything to ask today?"

Brian shook his head and sideways out of the way so that the two of them could see Blake clearly.

"I want to foster him here, is that okay?"

"Huh?"

When Sherlock and Miss Alan Bell heard this, they looked at each other, never expecting Brian to make such a request.

After a moment of thought, Sherlock nodded.

"Yes, the reward is taken from the value of the magic lamp."

"No problem."

Brian agreed without much thought.

He already owes Sherlock too much, and with his current ability, he can't repay it, and it's only a matter of time before he sends out the magic lamp.

At this time, Brian turned his head to look at Blake, and he thought that Blake should be consulted on this matter, so he asked aloud:

"When Wendy and Mark were in school, would you just stay here?"

Blake's heart trembled when he heard that Brian was going to send him out, and now he heard that Brian was seeking his own wishes, and his mood calmed down.

Blake thought about it carefully, and after being silent for a long time, he tried to speak:

"Can I follow you?"

Brian replied with an apologetic smile:

"I'm sorry, I have other things to do and I can't take good care of you."

Brian then added:

"These two brothers and sisters will take care of you, and I will definitely come to see you when I have time."

"Okay......." Blake knew that there was no way to force this, so he had to reluctantly agree.

………

After arranging the affairs of the three children, Brian took a carriage to the Catherine Performing Troupe. At this time, the door of the performance troupe was open, and the lady with a lazy expression was at the front desk, looking at the book in her hand alone.

"Good morning, Lady Catherine."

Bryan said hello, and Lady Catherine looked up at him and nodded, which was a response.

Brian continued to ask:

"Did Alrod go to the Music Society today?"

Ms. Catherine bowed her head slightly:

"Alrod went out at six o'clock in the morning."

"It's really hard." Brian sighed, and after a while, he naturally sat down on a chair in the corner of the hall, and continued to ask:

"Is that Jefferson and Christine related?"

Ms. Catherine would have thought for a moment, and then replied:

"Yesterday I was done asking all the questions, and Jefferson knew that it didn't seem to be more than Ogden, but he had some status in the gang."

Finally, Lady Catherine said:

"There shouldn't be anything going on lately, if you want to go to Arnold, go there, I'll watch the performance troupe."

"I just happened to have similar thoughts." Brian got up and nodded, taking advantage of the rest to have nothing to do, he also wanted to go to Arnold to see the situation.

Brian walked out of the street and looked around the street, where there was a lot of people, many of them heading to work.

After looking around, he summoned a carriage and said the destination: "To the Music Society." ”

Brian didn't actually know the exact location of the Music Society, so he could only do so in the hope that the coachmaster would take him there.

"Yes sir."

Not surprisingly, the coachman knew the topography of Puze very well and knew where the music association was located.

Getting into the carriage, the carriage quickly moved and headed in one direction......

After a dozen minutes of jolting, the carriage slowly stopped at Verna Street.

The coachman reminded outside:

"Sir, your destination has arrived."

Brian got out of the car, paid his pay, and watched as the carriage gradually drove away from the street before he began to massively pick up the surrounding environment.

The first thing he saw was the magnificent and solemn decoration of the music association, and other large and small shops related to music.

"It's so lively here."

Brian sighed heartily, straightened his clothes, and walked outside the gate of the Music Association.

Two staff members in security uniforms immediately stopped him outside the door, and one of them thought they were asking:

"Sir, I see that you are here for the first time, do you have the relevant documents?"

Brian was silent for a moment, and then replied:

"A good friend of mine studied here, and his name was Arnold Heslett."

When the two security guards heard this familiar name, they immediately recalled the events of the previous two days, and the song "Thank You" that they had only heard on one side, and the incredible things that had happened in the past two days.

"What's your name, I'll ask for you." A security guard responded.

"My name is Brian Morris, and I'm sorry for you." Brian briefly introduced himself.

Knowing the name, the security guard immediately turned around and entered the music association......

It didn't take long for the security guard to walk out with a girl in a long dress, and the girl looked around the gate of the association, and finally locked her eyes on Brian.

"You're a friend of Arnold?"

Brian nodded, "It's me." ’”

"I'm Ietta May, and a friend of Arnold, come with me." The girl in the long skirt beckoned to Brian.

Brian let out a soft "um" and followed behind the girl.

It didn't take long for the two of them to walk through the halls of the Music Society and come to a separate room, presumably inside the practice room.

There was glass outside the room, and Brian leaned in and saw through the glass.

In the room, Arnold was wielding his baton arm at the baton. And in front of him, there were dozens of old men who were older and had more or less white hair on their heads.

Each of those men had a different style of instrument, flute, piccolo, cello, violin, and more instruments that Brian didn't recognize.

Each of them played this, but the room was well insulated and not a sound came out, so Brian and Miss Iyeta stood outside the room, and after a long time, the movement in the room gradually ceased.

Only then did Arnold turn his head and look in the direction of the glass, in fact, when Brian and Iyeta first arrived, his inspiration reacted, knowing that the other party had been waiting outside the door.

He raised his hand to say hello and stepped open the door to the practice room.

"Brian, why are you here?"

Brian smiled:

"It's nothing, come over and see how your progress is going?"

Arnold immediately understood what Brian meant, and the other party was asking him when he would be able to complete the "show".

Arnold estimated in his heart, and then said:

"It should take some time."

Brian was just about to say something, when an old man in a format coat suddenly appeared outside the door of the practice room, and this old man Brian also knew, officially Master Feige Barnard, whom he and Arnold met and knew at Myers's house.

Master Barnard came over and saw that Brian was a little surprised, and then said hello:

"Brian, you're here too."

Brian bowed slightly in response:

"Excuse me."

After a few brief conversations, Master Barnard walked into the practice room with a few people with an excited expression, and said to everyone:

"I've spoken to the Music Society, and they've agreed to a big concert on September 1st, which is for the whole kingdom and not for individuals, which means that the Symphony of Destiny won't necessarily be chosen, and it will have to go through a fierce competition."

The old men put down the instruments in their hands one after another, leaned over, and their faces all showed a faint look of worry, of course, they were not worried that the "Symphony of Destiny" would not be chosen, but other things.

Master Walter Nehmeyah stood up from the crowd and voiced the fears of the masters: "Today is August 15, and there are sixteen days left until September 1st. ”

Master Barnard shook his head very willingly:

"You are too unconfident Walter, our group of people is definitely capable of practicing the Symphony of Destiny to perfection before September 1st, and now we are just missing candidates for a few instruments."

Hearing Barnard say this, Master Walter looked around and saw that the others were also looking at each other, and their expressions changed from initial worry to excitement.

Barnard was right, wouldn't they be able to finish a piece in fifteen days? Although the tune is somewhat long.

Then Walter became aware of another problem:

"Sixteen days isn't a problem for us, but what about the others?"

"You don't have to worry about that, the music association has long planned to hold a concert, and many musicians have been invited in advance, and the date of September 1 has only been shortened at my request, and it will not affect anything."

Master Barnard then continued:

"I believe that in a few days, music masters from various cities and even countries will receive the news and come to Puze City."

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and there was a fanatical pursuit of music.......

"Concert, Ah......."

Arnold whispered a sigh in the crowd, then pulled out Brian and said:

"When the concert starts, there will be a lot of people, and I think it's the best time for you to further grasp the power of the magician. ”

Brian listened to it with a look of emotion and thought it was a good idea, but how to do it?

For a moment Brian could not think of a good use of the concert's attention, so he asked Arnold novelly:

"What do you think I should do?"

This question was not difficult for Arnold, he just thought for a moment and then opened his mouth and said:

"You can write a letter to the deacon before September 1, explain the situation, he promised to help you, he will definitely agree to this matter, in addition to this, you can also communicate with the "Church of the Goddess of Nature" to do a certain amount of publicity, that priest owes you once, I don't think he will refuse. ”

At the end, Arnold then thought about what Brian should perform:

"During this time, you should prepare a magic show that is exciting, grand enough, and shocking enough."

Brian pinched his eyebrows after hearing this, feeling a little troublesome.

He wasn't even ready for a show for Mr. Kyle right now, and he had to think about what he should do at the September 1st Festival.

"There should be a lot of people coming, so how can we shock them?"

Brian's words are both emotional and inquiry.

Arnold pondered for a moment, trying to find a sufficient, influential magic show from his memory, but for a while he had no impression for various reasons, so he had to be relieved:

"It's still a long time, let's take it slow when we go back, you can also go to the magicians' club and ask other magicians for advice."

"That's all there is to it." Brian nodded helplessly......

At this time, the masters finished discussing the matter, and Barnard reached out and patted Arnold on the shoulder:

"Now that everyone is almost here, let's go find the players of the few remaining instruments."