In the first few chapters of the second book, Lucien had miscalculated the data. In fact, Lucien had only left Aalto for a little more than two months. = = My math teacher cried.
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As a building from the later period of the War of Dawn, the interior of Baron Habearo's castle also inherited the distinctive features of this style. The spacious and solemn hall and the narrow and high windows together created a gloomy and mysterious atmosphere.
"The baron is waiting for you in the small dining hall on the second floor." Kaelyn reached out her right hand and pointed at the stairs at the edge of the hall. "The hall on the first floor is mainly used for balls and courts."
Lucien had been the princess's consultant for half a year, so he was familiar with all kinds of occasions and etiquette. He nodded with a smile and followed Kaelyn to the stairs. Wise seemed to have experienced similar banquets often. He looked very calm and indifferent. Betty looked around the hall that could accommodate hundreds of people and secretly stuck out her tongue. Even her calm sister and brother-in-law could not help but look around.
Upstairs, they came to a long corridor. The candlesticks on both sides of the corridor were lit, and the paintings of Baron Habearo on both sides of the wall reflected the dim candlelight.
"That's the first Baron Habearo. He was knighted after joining the War of Dawn. His family's bloodline is very powerful, and it's said that they have the ability to petrify themselves and others. " Simon whispered to Lucien. Baron Habearo's heroic deeds were very popular in the Duchy of Djibouti.
Lucien was a bit surprised. He looked at the paintings on both sides of the corridor and asked, "Is it a direct attack or a long-range attack?"
Simon was more convinced that Lucien was a noble young master who had received good Knight training, "Mr. Evans, when Baron Habearo was active, I wasn't even born yet. The bards' stories have everything they want to hear. "
Lucien nodded slightly and did not ask any more questions. He continued to follow Kaelyn, who seemed to have heard nothing.
The barons on the oil paintings were very lifelike. Walking among them gave people the illusion that they were being watched, and it made people feel a sense of dread.
After a short while, Kaelyn pushed open the door on the left.
The two iron-red wooden doors slowly parted, revealing a luxurious and luxurious dining room.
Deep in the dining room, there was a long dining table. White and delicate porcelain tableware, knives, forks, and candles were already placed on the table. Several neatly dressed servants were standing close to the wall. In addition to the dining table, there was a small indoor band playing melodious music, making the atmosphere of the entire banquet elegant.
There were soldiers standing guard on both sides of the gate. They only took away the swords and other conspicuous weapons that Lucien and the others were carrying. They did not pay any attention to the daggers and other weapons that might have been hidden.
A black-haired old man walked over, surrounded by several attendants. He was wearing a brown robe that was popular during the Dawn War. His face was ruddy, and he walked calmly and powerfully. There were only a few wrinkles on his statue-like face. It was impossible to tell that he was over 70 years old.
"Welcome, my guests. Your arrival has revitalized this dying old man." Baron Habearo's voice was loud and clear. His grey eyes were not cloudy at all. He was wearing a green jade ring on his right middle finger, which made him look simple and elegant.
"Thank you for your invitation, my lord." Led by Lucien, everyone bowed back.
Baron Habearo looked at Lucien attentively, "You must be Mr. Evans, right? Not bad, young and handsome. You have great strength in your arms and legs. "
As he was talking, he looked at Lucien's arms, chest, thighs and face carefully. Lucien was a bit nervous. "Is this old guy into men?" Lucien thought to himself.
When Lucien was about to say something to stop Baron Habearo, Baron Habearo finally turned around and started to greet the others, starting from Wise, Simon, and Joanna.
When Baron Habearo called Betty, he started to look at her from head to toe like a pervert. Betty's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.
Baron Habearo also realized that he was being rude, so he smiled and said, "Please forgive my rudeness. My body and my mind have been aging for a long time. Every time I see young people like Mr. Evans and Miss Betty, I can't help but remember my old life as an adventurer. Back then, I also had such strong and flexible arms and legs, and I also had such healthy skin. Let's have a toast to the youth! "
Hearing Baron Habearo's reasonable explanation, Betty calmed down a bit, and Lucien also dispelled his suspicion that Baron Habearo was into men. However, he still felt a bit depressed.
Under the guidance of Lady Kareen and the waiter, Lucien and the others sat down on both sides of the table.
"Baron Habearo, where is your steward, Mr. Cook?" Lucien asked in confusion.
Normally, when a noble entertained a guest, it was the steward who was responsible for the details, not the steward's wife. Although it was normal for the steward's wife to help arrange the table when there were female guests, it was still very rude that the steward did not show up. As a proper guest, Lucien had to ask the host about the steward's steward. Of course, the reason why Lucien asked this question was that he wanted to find out if there was anything wrong with the steward's steward.
Baron Habearo's face was a bit gloomy in the candlelight, "Mr. Cook is out for some business, and he won't be back until tomorrow morning. If Mr. Evans is willing to let me treat you for one more day, you should be able to see him. "
After that, he pointed at an old-fashioned old man who had just finished playing the piano, "This is my music consultant, Mr. Mars, a famous musician in Korsor."
Although Mars looked younger than sixty years old, the wrinkles on his face and the white hair on his head were obviously more than that of the baron, who was over seventy years old.
After greeting each other, Mars complained, "Baron Habearo, the piano you bought is not as good as the harpsichord. The sound quality is not good enough … "
After nearly a year, piano had become popular among almost all rich families on the continent. Even Baron Habearo, who lived in the mountains, was no exception.
Betty suddenly interrupted, "Actually, Mr. Mars, it's because you didn't use the pedal well."
Betty did not like it when other people criticized Mr. Lucien Evans's musical instrument.
Mars frowned. "Madam, it's best if you're not a professional when it comes to music. I think it's not because I didn't use the pedal." He had a good demeanor and didn't criticize her directly, only showing a little arrogance.
"I didn't say that. Mr. Wise just told me that secretly." He's a gentleman with a high level of musical literacy! "Betty betrayed Wise without hesitation.
Mars turned his gaze to Wise, seeking an explanation.
Wise smiled bitterly and opened his hands. "Actually, I don't know much about music. I've only been learning how to play the piano recently …" As he spoke, he began to talk about professional theories, which made everyone except Mars and Lucien feel very dizzy.
Lucien held a glass of water and listened to them with great interest. These arguments had appeared in many newspapers in Aalto before, but they were completely crushed by his own piano solo.
"Ah, the serious and formal era of symphony has come to an end. That was a glorious era. I would never forget the crazy applause and the countless crowds when the symphony was officially recognized in the Aalto Music Festival. Now, there would never be such a thrilling scene again. Mr. Christoph, Mr. Leandro, Ms. Rania, Mr. Jonescu … So many great musicians worked together to support an unsurpassable era. Unfortunately, the era has come to an end, just like the inevitable death of all of us. "Baron Habearo expressed his own opinion. He had been to Aalto before.
Betty immediately responded, "I don't think it's an unsurpassable era. New music, new genres, and countless possibilities. Now is the time when music is most alive! Even Mr. Christoph has accepted the theme music. Mr. Evans is no worse than those great musicians! The past era has come to an end, and it's not a pity at all! "Betty completely forgot that she was talking to a baron.
So before dinner, except for Lucien, everyone joined in the debate, and it gradually became more and more intense.
In the end, they all turned to Lucien and asked in unison, "What are you talking about?"
"Mr. Evans, what do you think?"
Lucien thought for a while and said carefully, "Haha, the reason why you think the past era is unsurpassable is that you participated in that era and experienced the glory of that era. Denying that era is actually denying your love, participation, and investment for decades. What you like and miss is actually your life when you were young. Mr. Wise, Betty, the same goes for you. "
"Change and development are the main themes of any era. Whether it's good or bad, I'm afraid we have to wait for hundreds of years to judge."
"You're right, Mr. Evans." Habearo sighed. "You're right, Mr. Evans. You're an old man, and you're always fond of reminiscing."
Mars was still a bit hesitant, "Let's not talk about whether the music is good or bad, Mr. Wise, can you play the piano once? Let me know why I'm not good at using the pedal."
"Haha, Mr. Mars, you can learn the latest piano music by following the music score, and then you'll know how to use the piano. Actually, I don't know much about music, "Wise declined modestly.
Baron Habearo grinned, "I invited you here because I want to hear your performance. Why don't you take this opportunity to show us?"
"Yes, Mr. Wise, please play a piece of music." Betty was also very interested.
Wise shook his head with a wry smile, "I'll give it a try."
He walked to the piano and sat down. After about ten seconds of calmness, he began to play.
"Pathetique?" Hearing the familiar melody, Lucien looked at it with a smile.
It had to be said that Wise was indeed quite good at music. He played a difficult piece like Pathetique with ease. Depression, lightness, and explosion were all handled very well. Betty, Mars, and the rest listened attentively and attentively.
"Without emotions, Pathetique's performance is indeed not good." Lucien commented professionally. When he turned around, he saw the complicated expression on Baron Habearo's face.
The muscles on the baron's face were slightly twisted, and there was a gray light flashing under his skin, as if the baron was trying to suppress some kind of pain. Lucien had a bad feeling about this.
Baron Habearo sensed Lucien's gaze, so he forced a smile on his face, "Mr. Wise, you're very good at playing. By the way, Mr. Evans, do you know Mr. Wise's full name? "
Lucien suppressed his doubts and wariness. "Burt Wise."
"Bert Wise? The genius musician who held a concert in Korsor? " Mars was surprised by Lucien's answer, "No wonder he's so good at playing … I thought he was just an ordinary young man who liked music …"
Betty's eyes lit up. She did not expect that she would meet a musician she liked, "Mr. Wise is so great! But he's too humble. He always says that he doesn't know much about music. "
"Oh, so he's really a musician." Lucien was a bit surprised.
The sad melody stopped, and Wise walked back to the table in the warm applause.
When he walked around the table, he looked at Lucien with a bitter smile and shrugged, "To be honest, I really don't know much about music."
"Me too." Lucien picked up the glass and raised it at him, "Me too."
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Then, the topic of the dinner was about to start. Lucien had a bad feeling about this, so he asked the waiter to lead him to the bathroom. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to qidian.com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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