Sure enough, there was no Athena Salmon at the ball.
Levis and Lvera blended into the crowd, enthusiastically chatting with the men and women of the aristocratic society. Meopal still had a smile on his face, trying his best to maintain the dignity of the Master of Longtaro Castle.
He was very good at this kind of work.
Liszt was still the same, neither taking the initiative nor refusing. When someone came to be polite with him, he would accompany them in chatting. Although he had never thought of coming to Red Crab Island to work hard, if he could broaden his contacts, why should he refuse?
The pianist played a beautiful melody.
One by one, men and women danced gracefully on the dance floor.
Laughter constantly rang out from every corner, obviously coming from people having a pleasant conversation. Meopal turned around, taking care of all the aristocratic men and women. Then, holding a glass of wine, he sat down next to Liszt's seat.
"More tiring than fighting a charge." He took a deep breath.
"Fortunately, I am just Baron and do not have to say a word to each of the hundreds of men and women."
"They are all followers of the Longtaro Castle. They came from afar hoping to say a word to me. How could I bear to let them down."
It was unclear whether his words were self-deprecating or complacent.
He suddenly asked: "Are you not going to dance?"
"Those who invite me are not my interest."
"Then take the initiative to invite them. This is the initiative that a gentleman aristocrat should have."
"I have not decided who to invite for the time being."
"Your way of thinking is really strange. If it were me, as long as they are beautiful, I would invite them all, not just one dance. If I met a suitable one, I would find a corner to have a heart-to-heart talk, and it would not be a wasted trip. If I could get along, maybe I could even take her home and be the hostess. "
Liszt was still reserved: "Too fast is not good."
Meopal shook his head. He could not understand his cousin: "Since you do not want to dance, can you play the piano?"
"Probably … a little." Liszt himself did not know how to play any musical instrument, but his predecessor, as an aristocratic member, had learned the piano.
He could barely remember a few songs.
Nobles loved music, and the piano was the most popular instrument, especially at a ball. Without the accompaniment of a piano, how could a charming atmosphere be created? Many down-and-out nobles relied on playing the piano to maintain their upper-class lifestyle, and some even became the guests of noble ladies.
"Get ready, we'll each play a song later."
Meopal beckoned a manservant: "Go inform the pianist to quickly come down after this song. I and Liszt will go up and play the piano."
"Yes, young master."
"Have you decided what song to play? I'm going to play 'Euryale by the Waterside'. This is my favorite piano piece. It has a beautiful melody and a touching story. Do you like it?"
"I don't want to play the piano, and I've never heard of this song."
"Oh my god, you haven't heard of it? This is the work of the great pianist, Czerny Windmill. He composed this piece based on his own experiences! Euryale, the legendary Gorgon. When Master Czerny was traveling in the Blast Furnace Kingdom, he met Euryale's eyes. At that moment, he turned into stone! "
"Turned into stone? Then, is he dead?"
"You really don't have any artistic atmosphere! This is a figure of speech. Czerny didn't really turn into stone, but he saw Euryale's beauty. It was her beauty that turned him into stone, and not her eyes that really turned him into stone. What he saw might not have been Euryale. It's just a figure of speech. "
When Meopal talked about the piano piece, he beamed with joy: "Euryale is a legendary creature that doesn't exist. Legend has it that she had three sisters, all of whom were snake-haired, beautiful but deadly succubi. When Master Czerny saw a woman by the waterside, he felt that her beauty was like a poison that turned him into stone. Do you understand? "
"More or less, I understand." Liszt casually replied.
"Then get ready, you'll also go up and play a song. Only art can make people forget their worries, believe me." He left Liszt with a very artistic view of his back and prepared to go up on stage to play.
Seemingly frightened by Liszt's ignorance, Meopal deliberately used qi to amplify his volume.
As he played, he deliberately used his impetus to amplify his volume. He first told them the background story of Euryale by the Waterside before he began to play.
It had to be said that his piano playing skills were superb. The melody was at times soothing and at times impassioned. It really made people intoxicated with the scene of "I saw Euryale", "I turned into stone", "her beauty took my breath away".
The song ended.
The aristocrats, who were immersed in the music, applauded one after another.
Meopal gracefully got up and slightly bowed to express his thanks: "Next, my cousin, Liszt Tulip, will play a piano piece for everyone."
… …
Liszt really wanted to take a hammer and smash Meopal's head to pieces.
He didn't want to play any piano pieces. Indeed, almost all aristocrats would learn to play instruments like the piano in order to increase their noble temperament. The previous Liszt had played the piano a lot, but the current Liszt was a musical idiot, and what he liked the most were pop songs!
He had never touched any musical instrument since his transmigration.
The piano fingering from his predecessor's memory was already rusty. Letting him go up and play was a disgraceful scene. He didn't know whether this was Meopal's revenge or not. It was very likely that he had already exposed his schadenfreude during the chat in front of the window. After all, at that time, he really wanted to laugh.
But.
At this moment, he didn't feel embarrassed or anything.
His current state of mind was detached from worldly affairs. He didn't intend to gain any love at this ball. Therefore, if he went up and lost face, then so be it.
After adjusting his state of mind, Liszt walked up the stage with a smile on his face.
Sitting in front of the piano, he used his hand to run across the keys, producing very orderly high and low notes. He lowered his head and glanced at the keys. Comparing them with the memories of his predecessor, he found the corresponding keys for the phonetic symbols Duo, Lai, Mi, Fa, Suo, La, Xi, and so on. Then, the melody of a song appeared in his mind, and he quickly figured out how to play it.
Like Meopal, he was also preparing a prelude monologue.
Circulating qi, he increased the volume of his voice: "This is a very ancient legend … A very, very long time ago, in the forest kingdom of a distant continent, there was a pair of brother and sister. They each had their own special abilities. The elder brother's eyes could see very far away places, while the younger sister's ears could hear very far away sounds. They grew up together, experiencing happiness and sorrow together. "
Liszt's voice was very magnetic.
When he read out his monologue, there wasn't any abrupt feeling. On the contrary, it made it very easy for people to sink into his story.
"In their leisure time, they would always run to the mountains. The elder brother surveyed the distant country and told the younger sister about all kinds of strange things. The younger sister listened to the messages transmitted by the wind and sang the sounds of nature to the elder brother … They fell in the river of love. They cast aside all restraints and enjoyed their love."
"But the secular world would never allow this love. No matter how hard they tried, they were still defeated by the shackles of morality. In order to prove their undying love, the elder brother blinded his eyes and the younger sister plugged her ears. They couldn't obtain the blessings of the masses, so what was the use of this ability? "
"A very, very long time later, a foreign musician heard this poignant and moving love story and was greatly moved. All sorts of feelings welled up in his heart, and he composed a song that moved the heart. When I heard this song by chance, I couldn't help but feel sorrow. How could the bitter experience of the brother and sister not make one sigh with regret! "
"Unfortunately, I didn't memorize the entire song, nor did I memorize the entire song. I could only share the melody and song that I remembered with everyone."
Thunk!
Thunk thunk!
Liszt's hands stroked the piano and heavily pressed down on the keys, beginning to play the song.
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