"Quinn's Tauren Conjecture? In a town called Quinn in the Grand Duchy of Brass, the decaying corpse of a tauren was found. Is there really such a creature as a tauren? "
Liszt casually flipped through a few of the magic books brought by Elkson and happily paid for them.
In order to encourage Elkson to choose useful books for him, he adopted the practice of buying ordinary worthless books by the box and valuable books by the book.
Among this batch of books, there were a few that were really good.
So, he paid a total of seven gold coins. He would spend a dozen or twenty gold coins just to read books every month. Now that he has money, he doesn't care about this expense. It's like subscribing to a few newspapers on earth.
He doesn't read most of the magic books.
Because it's really … of no value.
Just like now, he doesn't want to read most of the Knight novels. His taste has been spoiled by a strange story. Moreover, "Dragons Raging in the Wild" has stopped updating indefinitely, and even the interest in searching for information has disappeared. There are more and more books on the bookshelves, but fewer and fewer books are being read.
On the contrary, the siren A Qi was reading with relish.
Those boring and boring magic experiment notes, in her eyes, were as tempting as gold and silver jewelry. The innocent little siren was about to become a bookworm.
In order to avoid such a thing.
He played the piano and often took her out to sea and discussed magic with her so that she wouldn't be bored.
"Big Brother, A Qi has learned a new spell. Look!" She stretched out her hand, and a water ball immediately condensed. She aimed at the window and shot it out, exploding in midair. "This is a water bullet. The principle is similar to Water Arrow, but it is much more powerful and consumes less magic power."
"Oh!"
Liszt had long been shocked by her magic talent, so he nodded plainly and said, "Continue to work hard and strive to be a great magician."
"Well, A Qi will work hard!"
Every time he talked to A Qi, it was like a psychological counseling, and all negative emotions could be cured. Let him forget the mess of desire, interest, passion, and resolution that took place in the castle with a name.
He brewed a cup of Biluochun.
It was tea brewed from the leaves of the Green Tea Tree. Because the leaves were a little curly, it was named Biluochun. "A Qi, come and have a taste of my tea art. This is a new drink. In this world, apart from me, I'm afraid you're the only one who can drink it."
"Thank you, big brother."
A Qi picked up the transparent crystal teacup and took a sip. Suddenly, her expression changed. "Brother, it's so bitter. A Qi doesn't like it!"
"Sweetness comes after bitterness. Taste it again, and you'll notice that the fragrance of the tea lingers in your mouth."
However, A Qi drank another two mouthfuls and still complained of bitterness, "It doesn't taste good. Brother, A Qi doesn't want tea, A Qi likes fruit juice."
"Alright." Liszt regretted that his first attempt to share tea ended in failure. He didn't mind A Qi's saliva and drank the remaining half of the tea.
With three tea trees, he couldn't even afford to drink a cup of tea a day, so he could only save and save.
A Qi floated on the surface of the shell again, reading the book carefully. Even the chaos of the world could not disturb her.
He put down the teacup.
Liszt walked to the piano.
His heart suddenly fluctuated, as if a swan rose and danced on the lake of his heart. Then, another swan flew over and danced with it. Then, two more swans flew over and danced together.
He recalled the feeling in his mind, and his hands unconsciously tapped on the keyboard, moving rhythmically.
One note after another bloomed and rose from the upright piano, like bright red roses blooming, forming four dancing swans.
A Qi closed the book in her hand and looked at Liszt in surprise.
Liszt was unconsciously immersed in the piano performance. Four swans danced around him. They were composed of rhythmic notes. Suddenly, a swan screamed miserably, broke its wings, and fell on the piano. Blood dyed the keys red, as if Liszt was playing with blood.
Then, the other swan screamed and broke its wings. Blood dyed the entire piano red.
The last two swans flew away in horror, one to the left and the other to the right. Leaving the bright red piano and the owner of the piano, Liszt, still plucking the keys, letting the notes dance with blood.
The swans died, flew, and everything turned into nothingness.
The room was still the worm room.
Ella was dozing, A Qi listened with her head tilted. Only Liszt sat in front of the upright piano, playing the black and white keys gracefully, his fingers like ten elves jumping.
Until the end of the last note.
Liszt quickly grabbed the paper and pen on the piano, dipped them in ink, and used the most abstract and scribbled marks to record all the melodies in his mind.
Just three pages.
In a moment, it was full. Comparing the melody that was still lingering in his ears and correcting a few wrong notes, he finally recorded the new piece.
With a pen in the blank space, he wrote "Saint-Saens - Swan-Piano Solo" as the title.
In nineteenth-century Paris, France, there was a musician, Saint-Saens, who was not very famous later, who created the symphony "Carnival of the Animals" for fun. Because many of the tunes were malicious changes of other people's tunes without permission, it was never published.
Only one of the "Swan" was performed in public, but it became a masterpiece of Saint-Saens and a classic. Describing the graceful and noble posture of the swan swimming in the water, her lonely but very holy figure.
Liszt didn't know why.
Inspiration suddenly broke out, and without relying on the smoke task, he recalled the melody.
After thinking about it, he crossed out the "Saint-Saens" snake text and wrote a new title "Liszt - Swan-Piano Solo" and solemnly included it in his piano score.
Before that, he already had two piano pieces, "Liszt - With You" and "Liszt - To Alice - Re-edited".
"To Alice" had the background story written by someone else, so it could not be directly used as a composition. It could only be included in the name of revision and compilation.
"If I'm not careful, I'll become a piano master."
… …
The day after his return.
The Flowers also returned and brought good news. The main body of the lighthouse had been completed and the crystal lamps could be started. The crystal lamps were specially made, using a magic array to guide the magic in the crystal and release it in the form of light.
Unfortunately, the light of the crystal lamps was not very bright.
It was difficult to guarantee that it could illuminate two or three kilometers away.
When they arrived at Black Horse Port, Jomaya Rammed Earth, who was whipped so hard that he could not walk, could already limp to the ground with a cane.
"Sir Lord, rubber is amazing. Using rubber water to mix the sand and stones, the speed of building the lighthouse is far beyond expectations, and the degree of solidity after solidification is similar to glutinous rice juice. Coupled with the gray bricks you guided the firing, it greatly saved the time of selecting materials for the lighthouse, so we built it in five days! "
He pointed to the ten-meter-high lighthouse at the head of the rocky beach with a hint of pride. He used to live in the shadow of his teacher Mbappe, but now he could finally build it independently.
The lighthouse was not big, not tall, and not thick.
The lower half was mainly made of rocks, while the upper half was mainly made of bricks. The lines between the stones and bricks were not neat, but the structure was complete.
"Teacher Markus, I will leave this crystal lamp to you. When the Flower needs to return at night, you send someone to light it on the lighthouse. If there is no need for navigation, take it down."
"Understood, Sir!"
The lighthouse was now completed.
Liszt quickly began to check the smoke task.
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