"When you return to the city, help me mail these two letters."
Gulaimo handed the two letters he had written to Butler Prong.
Butler Prong would bring the young master back to Dawn City later, so he could mail the letters to the post office on the way.
Butler Prong nodded respectfully. When he received the letters, he curiously glanced at the addresses.
When he saw that one of them was from Birmingham's Eden Academy, and the other was from Eden Arts, Butler Prong subconsciously muttered, "Master, are you going to publish a new score?"
The reason why he asked this was because Gulaimo had always published new scores when he sent letters to these two places at the same time.
On the other hand, Gulaimo wasn't angry when he heard Butler Prong's question. If it were any other servant, it would definitely be overstepping their boundaries. However, Butler Prong and Gulaimo had been together for decades, so they were like family. Gulaimo naturally didn't mind his question.
"It's not a new score. It's a statement."
Butler Prong was stunned. "A statement?"
Gulaimo nodded. He didn't hide anything and simply explained the contents of the statement.
After listening to Gulaimo's explanation, Butler Prong felt his head buzzing.
Just because he lost to a man named Luigi in a dream, his master gave up the title of "Green Star"?!
Didn't this sound a little too magical?
"It's just a dream …" Butler Prong muttered softly. Even though he didn't say anything, his expression said it all.
As a close friend of many years, Gulaimo naturally understood Butler Prong's thoughts. He smiled and said, "I know you must think this is unbelievable, but don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
He naturally knew that Luigi was just a person in his dream.
To others, he was an illusory existence, but Gulaimo was very clear that Luigi definitely existed.
As for why he was so confident in his heart?
Because music couldn't deceive people.
If the three pieces of music played in other people's dreams, they might think that they were just background music in the dream.
However, Gulaimo was an expert in the harp field for decades. He knew very well that these three pieces of music couldn't have been imagined out of thin air.
No matter how bizarre the dream was, it still had something to rely on.
Even if Gulaimo dreamt of a new piece of music, it was still based on the knowledge in his mind. Under the collision of inspiration, it would evolve into a new chapter in his dream.
In other words, even if Gulaimo dreamt of a new piece of music, it was based on his own knowledge and foundation.
As for the three pieces that Luigi had played, their style, melody, and basic logic were all different from what Gulimo knew.
Not to mention the Great Tasman Empire, Gulaimo had never heard of such a style of music even on the stage of other countries.
In other words, the music that Luigi had performed was knowledge that had never existed in Gulimo's mind.
It was impossible for a "dream" to evolve such strange knowledge that was systematic and logical on its own.
Therefore, there was no doubt that Luigi existed.
However, Gulaimo didn't know what method Luigi had used to enter his dream and challenge him to a Star Climbing Challenge in his dream.
But that was not important.
Gulaimo was a person who was very devoted to art. He only cared about the results and didn't care about the process. He also didn't care that the location of the challenge was a dream.
Since Luigi had defeated him, the title naturally had to change hands.
After hearing Gulaimo's explanation, Butler Prong somewhat understood what Gulaimo meant. However, he still couldn't help but say, "But victory in a dream sounds ridiculous …"
"Ridiculous?" Gulaimo shook his head. "No, this isn't ridiculous at all."
"Do you still remember the third, sixth, and eighth place of the previous International Stage?" Gulaimo suddenly changed the topic and asked Butler Prong.
The International Stage from the previous International Stage? Butler Prong naturally had an impression of them.
Back then, the old master had brought him along to participate in the International Stage. As the old master's assistant, he would help the old master analyze every contestant that went up on the International Stage.
He had also collected information on many contestants.
Not to mention the top ten, he could even count the top one hundred contestants like his own treasures.
"The third was' Four-handed 'Piernon. He was good at playing the piano. When he played the piano, his hands were unbelievably fast. He even created a mirage, as if there were four hands playing the piano together. Because of this, Piernon's nickname was' Four-handed '. "
"The sixth was' All Nations' Padroni. He was good at playing the violin. His style of playing was extremely surging, as if he was directly facing the War of All Nations. "
"The eighth was' Harlequin 'Valéry. He was good at playing the bassoon. The music is like weeping and complaining, full of a dramatic feeling. Just listening to it is like witnessing a mournful large-scale drama. "
Butler Prong summarized the information on these three contestants from his memories.
Gulaimo nodded. "That's right. Then, did you notice that these three contestants have something in common?"
"Something in common?" Butler Prong thought carefully. "These three contestants didn't seem to be recommended by their respective countries. Instead, they directly registered with the organizing committee … Also, before this, they didn't seem to have displayed their skills in the International Stage. "
In other words, the International Stage was their first appearance on the International Stage.
The fact that they were able to appear on such a large stage for the first time attracted the ire of many people.
At that time, many of the contestants suspected that the organizing committee was manipulating things behind the scenes.
However, in art, one's ability and skill could be seen with the naked eye. Later on, on the International Stage, these three contestants directly used their powerful abilities to shut the mouths of the people who doubted them.
Gulaimo lowered his eyebrows and said softly, "You're right, but have you ever thought … Even if they used their abilities to prove that they were qualified to appear on the International Stage, there are so many geniuses in the world, and the number of geniuses is uncountable. Why can't they appear on the International Stage? Why did the organizing committee give these three special qualifications to participate in the competition? "
"Also, why did they not have any reputation before when they had such powerful abilities?"
After all, it was very difficult to hide one's abilities.
"Think about it again. After they appeared on the International Stage, did they still have any reputation in the other countries? The answer is no. It's just like their participation in the competition. When they came, they were hidden. When they fought, they were amazing. When they left, they were still hidden. Isn't this strange? "
"Also, is Piero's speed really something that ordinary people can achieve? The style of 'All Nations' can't be performed without experiencing a large-scale battle. But has he appeared on any battlefield before? Was the performance of the Clown really just to make people imagine a tragic drama? Is there a possibility that the sad play exists in every performance? Maybe he's just an illusion? "
Gulaimo's continuous questions left Butler Prong a little confused.
However, after a while, Prong came back to his senses. He was not stupid and understood what Gulaimo meant. "Master, are you trying to say that they might be … wizards?"
Gulaimo nodded. "That's right. Although I don't have any proof, I can tell from many details that they are not simple."
Only wizards could make the organizing committee give them a chance to participate in the competition.
Only Magi were able to master such godly techniques.
Only Magi would remain nameless before and after this.
Prong said, "But as wizards, why would they participate in the competition of mortals?"
Gulaimo chuckled. "Can't wizards love art?"
Prong scratched his head, not knowing what to say.
Gulaimo said, "Also, don't forget who proposed the Stage of Dreams …"
The Stage of Dreams was not accessible to ordinary people. However, Prong knew some of the secrets because of his relationship with Gulaimo. He even knew that this concept was proposed by a great being whose name could not be mentioned.
Even Charlotte, the chief of the Imperial Music Troupe, did not dare to mention this great being's name.
Although no one dared to mention it, they still had some guesses about his identity. This great being was most likely a Magus.
Moreover, he might be a powerful wizard.
Otherwise, why would he propose the concept of the Stage of Heavens?
"Therefore, it's not rare for wizards to participate in the art world. Also, wizards who are willing to participate in the art world have some respect for art. "
Otherwise, Gulaimo wouldn't have been the finale of the previous Stage of Heavens.
"Art can only be solved with art."
Gulaimo went back to the original topic. "Similarly, if you look back now, is it really ridiculous for me to participate in the Star Climbing Challenge in my dream?"
Prong understood what Gulaimo meant.
"Master, are you saying that Luigi is also a … wizard?"
Gulaimo nodded. "That's right. Wizards can enter dreams. Isn't that normal?"
"I don't care if the challenge is in a dream or in reality. As long as Luigi defeated me with fair and square techniques, I'll accept this result."
"And Luigi also used his techniques to speak."
Therefore, Gulaimo immediately fulfilled his promise and cleared Luigi's name after waking up.
Although Prong still felt a little strange, he did not try to dissuade him. If Luigi was really an Extraordinaire and a legendary wizard, Gulaimo might offend him if he did not clear his name.
Offending a wizard was not a small matter.
Gulaimo walked to Prong's side and patted him on the shoulder. "Don't think too much. I don't care too much about the title of 'Green Star'."
In fact, Gulaimo had long hoped that someone would succeed in plucking the star from him.
This was because he was happy to see the emergence of new talents.
For many years, no one had plucked the star, which meant that the harp world was lacking in new talents.
Now that Luigi had taken the Star Laurel, it injected a burst of vitality into the dead harp world.
This was also what Gulaimo felt gratified about.
Of course, if he wanted the harp world to be revived, the prerequisite was that Luigi could appear and accept the challenge of the younger talents.
If Luigi did not appear, Gulaimo could only write another statement to say that the previous statement was his delusion. The title of 'Green Star' had to be changed.
After all, if Luigi did not appear, even if the younger talents wanted to challenge him, they would not be able to do so.
Therefore, Gulaimo was taking a gamble.
He was betting that after Luigi saw the statement, he would understand his painstaking efforts and accept the challenge as the successor of the 'Green Star'.
"He should stand up …" Gulaimo thought to himself. "After all, he was the one who proposed the challenge. He should know the rules of the challenge and the responsibility of bearing the title of 'Star'. "
Prong didn't know what Gulaimo was thinking. When he saw that Gulaimo was silent for a long time, he took the initiative to say, "Then I'll bring the young master back to Dawn City now. I'll also mail these two letters on the way."
"Okay." Gulaimo nodded. "Go."
Prong took the letters and left the study.
Just as he opened the door of the study, he saw Aunt Sim hurrying over from the corridor not far away.
When she saw Prong, she stopped in her tracks. "You're leaving now?"
Prong nodded. "Yes, I'm going to the city to settle some matters. I'll be back by next week at the latest … Don't miss me too much."
Aunt Sim rolled her eyes at Prong. "If you don't want your face, you can peel it off and I'll use it to make pig skin soup."
Aunt Sim did not stay for long. She snorted and walked past Prong to the study quickly.
Why is she in such a hurry? What happened?
Prong shook his head and did not think too much about it. After finding Young Master, he brought him out of the castle.
After he left the castle, he noticed that a large group of people had arrived outside the castle. There were tall horses and exquisite carriages, as well as elite guards … With one look, he could tell that they were all wealthy and respectable.
Who were these people?
Butler Prang found a maid who was waiting nearby and asked her about it.
It turned out that the owners of the carriages were foreign nobles who had come to visit Master Gulaimo. Aunt Sim was the first to receive them. After receiving the invitation, she went to report to Master Gulaimo.
Although Prong did not know who these people were, they should not be bad people since they were willing to hand over the invitation so solemnly.
But just in case, Prong did not leave immediately.
He planned to listen to their intentions and confirm that there was no mistake before leaving.
A few minutes later, Auntie Sim hurried over and said, "Master has agreed to your visit, but he hopes that your guards will remain at the second gate."
Soon, a reply came from the carriage. "Yes."
Aunt Sim arranged for the guards to rest at the second door while the carriages were led to the castle.
Butler Prang also took the opportunity to ask Aunt Sim about it.
In the end, he found out that the foreign nobles in the carriage only wanted to listen to Gulaimo's harp performance.
Prong heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this.
It was fine as long as they were not evil guests.
They came from afar just to listen to the harp performance. It seemed that they were also devout pursuers of art.
Prong did not think too much about it. He bid farewell to Aunt Sim and brought Young Master back to Dawn City.
(End of Chapter)
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