Today, the happiest thing was that I made it onto the weekly rankings. Although I'm last, in my heart, the top 15 weekly rankings on the homepage are almost the same as the top 15 monthly rankings. Only the Great God can make it onto the rankings. Today, I'm really, really happy to be able to make it onto the rankings. I'm very grateful to everyone, so please continue to vote for me ~ Yes, there's also the number one on the new rankings and the number one on Sanjiang. Although it's because the Dancing Great God's book has been full for a month and she hasn't been working hard, but to be able to make it onto the rankings, I'm still happy and satisfied.
Pierre answered with a smile, "I'm learning the harpsichord from Mr. Victor. Mr. Victor thinks the harpsichord is a brand new and revolutionary instrument, so he named it piano. I'll register it in the association soon." Pierre nodded, "I'm learning from Mr. Victor's harpsichord. Mr. Victor thinks the harpsichord is a new and revolutionary instrument, so he named it piano. I'll register it soon."
After getting in touch with the circle of magic apprentices, Lucien could get a lot of things from them with his "knowledge". However, the origin of Lucien's knowledge was very problematic. With his current identity, Lucien could not talk about it in depth. If he always used his knowledge to exchange for things, it would either be as dangerous as running on the edge of a cliff, or he would soon use up all the knowledge that he could talk about. Also, even if he used his knowledge to exchange for money, in order to change it into daily clothes, food, houses, carriages, and so on, he would need to cover it with a job with a decent income on the surface.
Therefore, Lucien had always been very hardworking when it came to learning music. If he had enough time, such as finding the headquarters of the Continental Magic Congress a few years later, becoming a musician would be much more useful than becoming a bard. After all, few people would suspect that a talented musician who could compose beautiful and intoxicating movements could be a dark, evil, and ugly sorcerer.
"Harpsichord? Piano? " Pieroux's expression became lively and excited. He suddenly stood up, walked to the bookshelves, and walked around as if he was looking for something. Finally, he knocked on his head and pulled out a book from one of the shelves. He showed it to Lucien. "Whether it's the harpsichord or the piano, you'll need this book. I'm learning the harpsichord from this book. In four months, I'll be taking the examination of the association and becoming a qualified musician!"
As a guild, the Musicians' Association, like other guilds, controlled and monopolized a lot of internal affairs, such as the recognition of musicians. As for musicians, they were subjective and idealistic, they depended on the nobles' opinions.
"The Art of the Harpsichord." Lucien took the book and read it. He thanked Pieroux politely. Since he had stayed up late last night, he was tired and could not analyze the magic in his mind. He might as well read the book to kill time.
Pieroux had no intention of letting go of Lucien. He talked endlessly about the harpsichord playing, music scores, and music theory to Lucien. After knowing that Lucien was learning the piano, he felt that he had found a "companion" and could not wait to share all his thoughts about music. It was a bit crazy.
Lucien had been studying music for a long time and had some foundation. He reluctantly agreed with the discussion, but his eyelids were drooping and he was full of sleepiness. He tried several times to stop Pieroux from talking, but he was ignored.
Fortunately, at this moment, a woman wearing a black veil hat and an elegant white dress came in from outside the library. Her waist was not tied tightly by a belt, but she was naturally slender. When she walked, she was full of charm and elegance, like a beautiful picture floating slowly from afar.
At the same time, she seemed to be wearing white stockings under her dress, which made her legs look straight and slender in the haze.
"Stockings exist in this world? Is it a by-product of alchemy? " Lucien had developed a conditional emission. As long as he found something similar to Earth, he could not help but observe and speculate. However, in the eyes of this woman and Pieroux, Lucien's gaze was a bit impolite.
"Cough, cough, cough." Pieroux woke up from his crazy music state and coughed twice. He elbowed Lucien to remind him not to be rude. At the same time, he greeted with a smile, "Miss Silvia, how can I help you?"
Lucien withdrew his gaze and nodded. "So she's Silvia."
Silvia was often looked at like this and was used to it. She did not get angry because of it. After she took off her black veil hat, she said to Pieroux calmly, "Hello, Pieroux. I'm here to borrow a few books. They are …"
She was just as beautiful as Piero had described. She had long, silky black hair and a pair of eyes as deep as the night sky. Coupled with her slightly narrowed eyes and small, straight nose, she gave off a gentle and refined aura.
Pieroux did not expect Silvia to remember his name. He was so excited that his face turned red. He quickly walked to the bookshelf to find the books that Silvia needed.
As Silvia was standing in front of the wooden cabinet, Lucien smelled a faint and familiar fragrance. "Could it be that the Black Nightingale fabric that I picked up back then was hers?"
As his soul strengthened, Lucien's memory became better and better. He quickly associated it with the first bucket of gold he found when he picked up junk. He then glanced at the black veil hat in Silvia's hand and speculated in his heart.
However, Lucien felt that something was wrong after he carefully analyzed it. "The fragrance is very similar, but there are still differences. It seems like it's a different lady who used the same perfume or powder."
Lucien was only a little curious about this matter. He had no intention of finding the lady. He could not possibly say to her, "Hello, I picked up the veil you threw away and sold it for money."
Due to his nervousness and excitement, as well as his desire to perform in front of Silvia, Pieroux was at a loss. He completely forgot which bookshelf the books were on. After a few minutes, he still couldn't find any books. His face was still red, but it was no longer due to his excitement. Instead, it was due to panic.
At this moment, because Pieroux had not returned with the books for a long time, Lucien couldn't help but look back. When he saw the red-faced Pieroux looking at him for help, Lucien laughed and shook his head. He walked to a bookshelf and casually pulled out a book that Silvia needed.
This was not only because Lucien had a good memory, but also because Lucien had already recorded the books and materials in this music library into his Library of the Soul. Moreover, the bookshelves formed and arranged by Lucien were completely based on the library in the real world. Therefore, as long as he thought about it in his mind, he could immediately find the bookshelf and its location.
When he saw the first book, Pieroux didn't pay much attention and was only filled with gratitude. However, when he saw that Lucien didn't stop or hesitate and walked to a few bookshelves consecutively to pull out the books that Silvia needed, he couldn't close his mouth. "When did he become so familiar with the library?!"
Carrying a stack of books to Silvia, Lucien asked politely, "Ms. Silvia, do you want to read them here, or do you want me to carry them to your lounge?"
It would be a lie if Lucien said that he did not have any feelings for a beautiful woman like Silvia. However, Lucien was very clear-headed and rational. He knew that his identity as a sorcerer and his plan to go to the headquarters of the Continental Magic Congress in the future would not allow him to pursue romance and love in Aalto. Therefore, he was not excited or nervous. In front of Silvia, he was very calm and composed, which was a strong contrast to Pieroux.
"Please register them and put them on the table. Someone will come and get them for me later." Silvia's voice was low and slightly hoarse, which had a unique sexiness to it.
She was a bit confused. The pervert who had been staring at her legs the moment he came in was acting like a "gentleman" who preferred men to women. However, this was not enough to make her curious about Lucien. While waiting for Lucien to register the books, she asked casually, "What's your name? Who's your student?"
To be able to do this job, Lucien must have some connections in the association. Silvia still had to show basic courtesy.
"Ms. Silvia, I'm Lucien Evans, Mr. Victor's student." Lucien answered briefly.
Silvia smiled like an elegant lily, "I heard that Mr. Victor has modified a brand-new musical instrument, the piano. I'm looking forward to his concert."
After a few casual words, Silvia did not say anything else. She maintained a quiet and elegant attitude.
After the registration, Silvia walked a few steps out of the library. She smiled and waved her hand. Lucien discovered that there were three people waiting outside the library. One of them was tall, even half a head taller than Lucien. She wore a black veil hat similar to Silvia's. Her slender legs were covered by a black veil skirt. She stood there quietly like a straight spear. As for the other two people, one was a beautiful young girl wearing a maid's uniform, and the other was a middle-aged woman wearing a black dress. Her beautiful and elegant appearance was overshadowed by her serious temperament.
After being glanced at by Lucien, the middle-aged woman coldly looked back. Being stared at by her deep blue eyes, Lucien couldn't help but tremble. He fell into a strange state of fear. His surroundings turned black and white. It was as if her eyes contained a surging sea, and a terrifying wave was about to crash down on him.
Lucien's mind was blank. He didn't know when the maid took the books away, and he didn't know when Silvia walked out. Only when the middle-aged woman's back was all that was left was Lucien's black and white world. Then, he saw the woman wearing a black veil hat, who was a head taller than Silvia. She seemed to have heard something that Silvia said. She turned around to look at Lucien. The teasing smile in her eyes actually passed through the veil and into Lucien's eyes. It was as if it had solidified.
"Who are these two people? What terrifying strength! " Cold sweat was dripping down Lucien's back. This was the strongest person he had ever met, especially that middle-aged woman. It seemed that all of his spells and spiritual power would be completely useless under her gaze, and they would completely dissipate.
Pieroux walked to Lucien's side and sighed. "Madam Silvia is the goddess in my heart. I don't know how to speak when I see her. I'm flustered and don't know where to look. Sigh, it seems that Lucien, you're even more wretched and thick-skinned than me. You actually don't care about Madam Silvia's opinion at all. You're just staring at her legs without moving your eyes.
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