La la la, la la la, la la la la la …
The lively serenade in G major filled the spacious living room, creating a warm and happy atmosphere. Annick, Layria, Sprint, and the other apprentices who were learning arcana from Lucien were dancing like nobles in their imagination, while they secretly peeked at Mr. Evans, who was playing the piano.
His upper body, which was wearing a black tuxedo, was swaying along with his fingers. His face was handsome and focused, and there was a smile on his face, as if he was an oil painting with the ultimate beauty of piano playing.
When the melody ended, Lucien stood up from the piano stool and smiled gently and delightedly, "Ladies and gentlemen, Happy New Year."
Heidi and the other apprentices said at the same time, "Happy New Year, Mr. Evans!"
Some of their voices were clear, some were low and charming, some were full of magnetism, and some were hoarse because of the onset of puberty. Lucien had a lot of mixed feelings. These kids had grown one year older without him noticing, and their bodies and spirits had obviously changed.
"Today is the first day of the year 818. I hope you can make further progress on the path of magic in the new year." Lucien walked back to the dining table and picked up the drink, Sky Blue, and raised it to the apprentices.
Katrina and the other apprentices also picked up their glasses and said happily, "We wish you, Mr. Evans, to become a middle-rank sorcerer in the new year."
When the new year came, all of Lucien's friends, including K, Lazar, Rock, Jerome, and Cindy, went back to their homes to celebrate with their families. Therefore, Lucien invited the apprentices from the other side of the Storm Strait to his own house, so that they would not be alone in the Douglas Magic School.
In the past year, Annick, Layria, Heidi, Sprint, and Katrina all benefited from Lucien's tutoring and successfully entered the senior-rank class, and Chelly also caught up with the curriculum and became an official magic apprentice.
After the pleasant dinner, the apprentices said good night to each other and returned to their own rooms. They were all a bit tired because of the excitement just now.
Chelly, who was walking at the end of the stairs, suddenly turned around and looked at Lucien. She smiled shyly, "Mr. Evans, there's something that I've always wanted to say. When I think of him, I think of For Sylvia and Jacques, who is fighting for the future, and my heart is filled with warmth and strength. Thank you, Mr. Evans. Thank you for your piano. "
"What an enviable love," said Lucien said jokingly.
Seeing the maids coming in to clean the dining table, and table, Lucien room, Lucien room. Lucien, sitting on his chair, he opened a letter on his desk.
It was sent from Aalto half a year ago, but it just arrived today. Most of the words in the letter were written in the agreed code:
"… My blood burning disease has been completely eliminated. The bloodline instability caused by my explosive advancement has also been overcome. I miss the blue sky and white clouds outside. I miss my knight's longsword. I miss the majestic battles, the blood-boiling sounds of metal clashing, and the music that stirred up all kinds of emotions in my heart."
"… You should've arrived in Allyn. I wonder if the City in the Sky is still the same as in my memory, with all kinds of weird sceneries that are different from other cities …"
"Lucien, is the food in Holm as monotonous as I said?" I've always thought that it's the worst food on the continent. When I think that you will be accompanied by grilled fish and chips for a long time in the future, please allow me to observe five minutes of silence for you, and then I'll chuckle maliciously … "
"… When I was little, I used to lean on my mother and listen to her talking about all kinds of interesting stories about arcana and magic. It was a magnificent and mysterious world. I hope that you can forget the depression and pain in the past in this world that belongs to you, and you can learn arcana and magic happily. With your talent, I think that you will become a middle-rank sorcerer in a couple of years. I have full confidence in my good friend … "
"… By the way, Lucien, how is my uncle Patrick? He always vaguely mentions this in his letters, and I have a bad feeling about it … "
"Your friend John has activated his blood power and become a Knight, but his blood power is' Elimination ', which is a bit surprising. Fortunately, he is not a Saint Knight of the Church, and he will not join the night watchers, or it would be another trick of fate. No, even if it is fate's arrangement, I believe that you will not give in. Like me, you will beat the abominable fate to the ground and step on it ten thousand times. I never complained about Sylvia, because from the beginning to the end, we made mistakes, and we have to take responsibility for our own mistakes. That's the most simple truth. "
"I'm sorry that you feel a bit of my bad mood, but I'll try my best to overcome it. I'm strong. Now, let's talk about the happy things. Your uncle Chorre still likes to be a street performer on the street. According to aunt Camille, he enjoys the happiness that music brings to him. Your aunt Alisa lost her job in the textile guild, because they dare not hire a Knight's mother to do laundry. Now, she's mainly in charge of John and your manor. "
"Little Elwyn is now learning how to read and write, and at the same time, he is training as a Knight with Lord Venn. Elena quit her job in the Musicians' associations and concentrated on her violin studies. She wants to become an excellent musician. Mr. Victor and little Phyllis have finished their trip and returned to Aalto. They are very impressed with your unconventional and beautiful Moonlight Sonata. Little Phyllis has started to prepare for her own concert. When I heard that she was fighting for her dreams, I always felt peaceful and happy. Maybe the meaning of life is always in friends … "
"Mr. Rhein hasn't appeared after the Aalto Music Festival. I don't know what happened in Aalto at that time …"
"The path of magic requires concentration, but don't forget that life is not only about magic, but also about music, and also about food, and also about fighting, and also about friends and love. Haha, through our daily interactions, I found that Lucien has a persistence in love, and in your heart, you fantasize about the most sincere and beautiful feelings. Tsk, what a pure and good boy, a real old-fashioned gentleman. I hope that you will meet the girl in your heart soon, and then courageously pursue her. Go, go, go, go, and destroy all the obstacles in your way, 'defeat' her, 'conquer' her, don't be shy! If you don't know how to pursue a girl, you can write to me and ask. "
"Finally, happy birthday, my good friend."
"Natasha, June 30th, 817."
Lucien finished reading the letter with a smile. There were no fancy words in the letter, but the slow narration made Lucien feel calm and warm, as if they were old friends who had not seen each other for many years, and there was no unfamiliarity between them.
"This guy, if he wrote to you and asked, in a year, the girl would have been chased away …" After reading the letter, Lucien felt calm and peaceful, and his mental state was very good. He stood up, left the study, and went to his meditation room.
Closing the door, Lucien sat on a special chair and took out a tube of green potion from his magic pouch. The potion was so green that it looked like a delicious drink.
It was the Flying potion, made from the leaves of the blessed elvish tree and other materials. Although Lucien did not spend any money on the main materials, he still spent more than seventy arcana points on the supplementary materials. In addition, in the past four months, Lucien only had sixty-one arcana points left. He had to admit that being a sorcerer was indeed a money-burning profession.
In his peaceful mind, Lucien poured the Flying potion into his mouth unhurriedly. The potion tasted sweet and clear, much better than the other weird potions.
Lucien's soul immediately became very light, and he easily entered the meditation room. The room was crystal clear, like a lake without any impurities.
The potion slowly dissolved, and Lucien's spiritual power flowed into his soul peacefully. Inside the potion, there was a complicated magic model, which was the Flying spell of the school of Astrology.
The twisted lines and the complicated curved surfaces together constituted the illusionary crystal. If the sorcerer did not have a good foundation in mathematics, or if the sorcerer was simply an ancient sorcerer, the next step would be to draw the real magic model on the illusionary lines of the crystal, which required a lot of spiritual power and little arcana knowledge.
However, Lucien did not have such a weakness. Instead, with the help of his Host Star of Destiny and the elements around him, he vibrated his spiritual power and soul and drew a curve that belonged to the Flying spell on his own.
The data and properties of the curve had been analyzed and calculated by Lucien long ago. At this moment, his consciousness was steadily controlling his spiritual power and constructing the magic model in an orderly way.
Once he could analyze a third-circle spell and become a middle-rank sorcerer with his own arcana knowledge, it meant that Lucien's foundation in mathematics was solid, and he could choose his own arcana research direction in the future.
Complicated mathematical symbols, formulas, and schematic diagrams kept appearing in front of Lucien's eyes. They were mysterious and difficult, as if they could attract all of his spiritual power. However, Lucien did not pay attention to the illusions brought by the advancement. Instead, he focused on the last line of the Flying spell.
When the last line was drawn, the whole magic model burst out bright and dim light, crazily absorbing the spiritual power and wrapping Lucien's soul in it.
Lucien's spiritual power was already enough, so he calmly excluded the spiritual power brought by the Flying potion and let the light of advancement transform his soul.
In the itchiness that came from the depth of his soul, the light gradually faded away. Lucien's soul became more and more transparent, and all the small crystal-like magic models were worshipping the model of Flying, which was much bigger than them.
This was the sign that he had successfully become a third-circle sorcerer!
However, Lucien did not stop there. With the help of the Flying potion, he continued to construct magic models in his soul. First, it was Elemental Order, and then Lucien's Big Fireball.
The latter was an offensive elemental spell based on the principle of nitroglycerin!
Even when Lucien was only a third-circle sorcerer, the power of the spell was comparable to the fourth-circle spell, Serial Explosion, which was modified by Timothy. However, the spell was very unstable after it was constructed, and it would often explode before it could fly to a certain distance. Lucien had to exchange for some Supreme Magic Skills to complement it.
After a long time, the window of the meditation room suddenly opened. Lucien suddenly jumped out of the window and flew to the sky above Allyn.
Under the starry sky that looked like black velvet embedded with diamonds, Lucien was enjoying the cold wind in the high sky. Looking at the quiet Allyn down below, Lucien suddenly had a feeling of leisure and carefreeness.
This was the feeling of flying! (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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