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The sweet fragrance of flowers, the slightly fishy smell of the earth, and the slightly cold wind of the night quickly disappeared from Lucien's body. What was left in the surroundings was only the bright starry sky and the beautiful silver moon that did not cover up the starlight.
The connection between the reflection in his soul and the Host Star of Destiny appeared again, and it was absorbing the power of the Host Star of Destiny greedily.
Under the compression of the power of the starlight, Lucien's soul seemed to have changed. Then, it started to become more and more solid.
After a long time, when Lucien opened his eyes again, his pupils were as deep and dreamy as countless stars.
When he closed his eyes and opened them again, Lucien felt that he had never felt so energetic before. His soul had obviously been improved, as if some tiny things had been condensed in his soul, like the dust of wraiths.
"What's the composition of the soul? Is it a special element or a unique wave field? What's the effect of meditation? " Lucien was very interested in the changes of the soul, but he could only guess because of the lack of knowledge and materials. "But only when the soul has such changes can I build magic models in it."
After finally becoming a senior-rank apprentice, Lucien turned all his attention to becoming a real sorcerer. In this world, only when a sorcerer reached this rank could he be considered to be more powerful than ordinary people. Just like a Knight who had awakened his Blessing, he could also gain a status and identity that corresponded to his power. It was not like the existence of musicians, but more like the preference of the clerics and nobles. If they abandoned music one day, the status of musicians would be greatly reduced.
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Before leaving Aalto, Natasha had told the officials in the city hall, and Lucien was a famous musician, so it only took Lucien half a day to get all the necessary documents. Normally, it would take him seven days to get all the necessary documents for the trip.
Although many adventurers could travel around without such documents, it would be more dangerous if they met someone who wanted to cause trouble at the border fortresses and cities that were strictly inspected. They might be regarded as heretics by the church or spies by the intelligence department.
After that, Lucien continued to stay in Aalto. On the one hand, he planned the route and accompanied Chorre and the others. On the other hand, he waited for April 10th to approach.
On the morning of the 9th of April, after bidding farewell to Chorre, John, Elena and the rest, Lucien got on the long-distance carriage hired by the Association and headed towards the northwest of Aalto. He used the excuse that he would first go to the Tiran Province in the north of the Duchy, and then turn towards Syracuse in the east.
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The magnificent city of Aalto gradually disappeared behind him. Lucien retracted his head into the window and picked up his identity document, as if he had nothing to do.
At the end of these documents, there was a divine imprint to ensure that they would not be forged by people outside the church. Therefore, they were very strong proof that he could pass through the border openly when he went to the east of the continent.
While flipping through the documents, Lucien suddenly found that there were several newspapers in the carriage, so he curiously picked them up and took a closer look. It turned out that they were the Music Criticism and Symphony News that were published after the music festival.
"Did Elena know that I didn't read them, so she bought them and put them in the carriage for me to pass the time?" Lucien thought for a while and knew who put the newspapers. During this period of time, Lucien had not been to the Association except for the documents, so naturally, he did not read these newspapers.
The first page of the Music Criticism was divided into two halves. On the left side, there was a black and white painting of Christoph's curtain call, and on the right side, there was a colorful oil painting of Lucien playing the piano.
Then there were two lines of words that were very thick and symmetrical:
"The end of an era, the beginning of a new one."
And on the second page, there was the full text:
"Mr. Christoph's curtain call is over, forever. This is the end of an era."
"In the past seventy years, the development of symphony began to be perfected and the structure became more rigorous. It was the era when symphony quickly became brilliant and dominated the elegant stage. And Mr. Christoph is the epitome of this whole era, a real master of music. Let us thank and salute the master and the era with the most solemn ceremony. "
"I don't want to count the honors that Mr. Christoph has received, so this article will become very long. I just want to emphasize that the symphony 'The War of Dawn' at the end of the concert was an unprecedented attempt by the master, breaking through the limitations of the past and achieving great success. It also showed us the trend of theme music in the future. And when Mr. Christoph composed this music, he was already seventy years old, which reminded me of a sentence: the heart of music will never stop beating. "
"Thank God for the gift. The miraculous divine item will preserve these classics for us, and we will be able to enjoy them in the music library."
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"This is also the beginning of an era. Although Mr. Lucien Evans's conducting and performance are still very immature, and there are still many problems, he has shown us the possibility of a new development of music. His symphony, sonata, conducting, piano playing, and so on are all full of the taste of revolution."
"Such a revolution may not be accepted and liked by many gentlemen, but I think it is very appropriate to start a new era in this way."
"A brand-new symphony, a brand-new sonata structure, a brand-new conducting style, a brand-new fingering technique, and a brand-new concert format. I can already imagine a bright and colorful future. This will be a revolutionary era."
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"Thank you Mr. Lucien Evans, thank you to this unrestrained musical genius. He is the beginning of this era, and I also wish him to become the epitome of this era, a music legend and master."
"Mr. Christoph's curtain call is over, Mr. Lucien Evans's curtain call is over, and music never stops."
This article was not signed, which meant that it was a joint article of the Aalto Musicians' associations.
The content of the first and second pages of Symphony Herald was similar to that of Music Criticism, which was a summary and evaluation of the concert of the two days. On the one hand, it was full of praise for Christoph, and on the other hand, it was full of praise for Lucien. For example:
"This is a concert full of new ideas. Mr. Lucien Evans showed us a completely different sonata form, conducting style, and playing performance. For the first time, we know the charm of a piano solo. I don't think anyone will mind if I call the piano the king of musical instruments, right? "
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"We should thank ourselves for living in this era, where geniuses are not discovered and accepted until they die. Thank God, thank Mr. Lucien Evans."
Lucien read the beginning and then casually flipped through the rest of the article. Except for the praise for Christoph, most of the articles were about the connotation and structure of the sonata of Pathetique, the innovation of the conducting style, and the charm of the piano playing and performance. Only a small part of the article commented that Lucien's conducting was like a lunatic, and Lucien's playing was like smashing the piano without any elegance.
In these few articles, Lucien saw Wolf's name. It seemed that Wolf, who could only be a critic, still remembered him.
Closing the newspaper, Lucien stared at the title of the music criticism in a daze.
"The end of an era, the beginning of a new one."
"Lucien the musician's life is over, but can Lucien the sorcerer's life really start?"
Outside the window, the cottages in the countryside quickly disappeared, and the road gradually became deserted, and the trees became thicker and thicker.
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At six o 'clock in the evening on April 9th, the coach arrived at the town of Massawa.
There was a fork in the road leading north to the province of Tiran, one of the territories under the direct control of the Violet family. Two hours to the west was the small town of Bonn on the shore of Lake Elsinore.
"Mr. Evans, it's getting dark. If we continue to move forward, we will be easily attacked by bandits, wolves, and goblins. Why don't we stay in Massawa for the night and leave for the north tomorrow morning? " The leader of the mercenary team, Joyce, asked Lucien to stop the coach, and then he walked to the door of the coach and asked respectfully.
In the whole continent, monsters could no longer be seen near cities, big towns, and villages. There were only occasional bandits. However, due to the sparse population, mountains, and dense forests, there were remote roads everywhere. From time to time, pedestrians would be attacked by powerful but weak monsters and human bandits. Unless one had the strength of an official Knight, if one wanted to travel or do business far away, he or she would have to hire adventurers or mercenaries from the Association of Adventurers to protect himself or herself.
This was the reason why the adventurers and mercenaries were still thriving in the world where the church was horrifying and the nobles were powerful. Of course, the rich companies could afford to have their own guards.
The mercenary team that Lucien asked the Association to hire had a total of six people. Two of them were the leader and two of them were senior Knight squires, and four of them were ordinary or trainee Knight squires. They had to be paid three hundred silver Nars per month, and the cost of food and lodging was extra.
This was a huge expense for ordinary people. They could only pay a certain amount of money to follow a caravan or a rich person like Lucien. However, after the concert, Lucien had earned a lot of money. He had 105 Quintal in total, which was more than enough even if he did not perform at all on the way to Sturk.
"I respect the professional's advice, and I'll stay in Massawa tonight as per your arrangement, leader Joyce. Please find me a hotel. I need a very quiet room, "Lucien opened the door of the coach and said to Joyce, who was tall and strong and silent.
This was Lucien's original plan. If he went directly to Bonn now, it would be easy to run into sorcerers, apprentices and other adventurers. It was better to stay in Massawa and wait until it was dark before sneaking over.
Joyce was a thirty-two-year-old warrior who was good at two-handed greatswords. He was still working hard to earn enough money to awaken his Blessing. He was grateful to Lucien for not discriminating against him, "Okay, Mr. Evans. I'll arrange it right away."
The experienced Joyce quickly booked a high-class hotel in Massawa. Lucien's room was on the far left of the second floor, next to an empty lake. It was very quiet.
There were many strangers in Massawa, who were said to be tourists returning from the music festival.
Under Joyce's arrangement, Lucien directly entered the room from the side door and did not meet the tourists.
After having dinner in the room and telling everyone not to disturb him, Lucien waited quietly for the night to come. (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to come to qidian.com to vote. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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