After pressing the last key, Lucien raised his hands and listened to the reverberation of the strings in the piano room. He felt a sense of accomplishment.
It was not because he wanted to copy the Symphony of Fate, but because in the past three weeks, besides the time to study magic, he had devoted all his energy to piano practice. In the morning, he played in the music library in the virtual world. Just like Pieroux, he was completely immersed in the world of music. In the afternoon, he hurriedly finished his lunch and went directly to Mr. Victor's house and the association's piano room without taking a break. He practiced until the evening. Only when Mr. Victor came to guide him would he play simple music.
Without effort, there would be gains. Lucien could now at least play the Symphony of Fate without being called a noise. Although he still could not complete many technical parts, as long as someone who had a deep understanding of music heard it, they would definitely discover the value of this piece of music.
[I believe Mr. Victor is no exception.] Lucien put away his pride in his piano playing ability and stood up. Because Lucien knew very well that this was a serious improvement. He could only play this piece of music with a lot of practice, repeated practice, and his superhuman memory. He still could not play the more difficult pieces of music. Every piece of music required a long time of hard work, which was far inferior to those who had a solid foundation before starting to practice difficult pieces of music.
Turning around, Lucien saw that Phyllis's plump lips were pressed against the flute, but she did not play it. Her ruby-like eyes were full of doubts, and there was even a residual of surprise on her bright face.
"The strings you played just now …" When Phyllis stopped practicing and was about to leave, she happened to hear Lucien's smooth last string. Although his playing skills were still not mature and the rhythm was still a bit slow, it sounded like a good feeling, which made her unable to believe it.
Lucien used rubbish strings to interrupt the strings of the Symphony of Fate, so that people could only hear one part at a time, and whenever a pleasant feeling was about to arise, it was frequently disturbed by the rubbish strings. Therefore, Phyllis, Lot, and the others in the same piano room only felt that Lucien's playing skills were improving, and did not think that the music he wrote was very good. Until just now, when Lucien played to the end, he became proficient and smoothly played the last string in one breath, which made Phyllis have a strong sense of comparison.
There were still three days left, and there was only a week left before the concert. Lucien was prepared to find an opportunity tomorrow or the day after to ask Mr. Victor to "taste" his music, so he did not panic at Phyllis's doubts. Instead, he felt that it was just right to let them have this feeling. Even if Phyllis did not notice it today, he would find an opportunity tomorrow to let them have a similar surprise.
"Phyllis, what do you think?" Lucien showed a "sincere" and polite smile.
Phyllis put down the flute and opened her mouth, "Well … You … Your playing skills have improved a lot."
She still did not think that it was Lucien who composed the strings himself, but attributed it to the improvement of Lucien's piano playing skills. And the music should be a piano piece that she had never heard before. After all, she was mainly learning the flute.
Lucien just wanted her to have an impression. Seeing that she did not ask, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Phyllis. The night is coming, and it seems that there may be a storm tonight, so I have to go back now. "
In the Month of Harvest (September), the weather was still hot. Also, the Dark Mountain Range blocked the monsoon, so in the past few months, there had been a rainstorm every few days. Today, it was not even six o 'clock yet, but it was already as dark as seven or eight o' clock. The weather was humid and hot, and it seemed that a heavy rain would fall at any time.
"See you tomorrow, Lucien." Phyllis said in a normal tone, and then she watched Lucien walking out of the piano room. She was still confused, even though she had already made the conclusion.
At this time, Lot and Herodotus had left for a while, so she could not find anyone to talk to.
When Lucien walked downstairs, he saw that Ace was ordering the servants to clean the hall. Lucien walked to him and asked, "Mr. Ace, where is Mr. Victor? I have something to talk to him about. " Since Phyllis had already noticed it, Lucien decided to bring forward the time. It was better to do it sooner than later.
Ace was always serious and polite, "Mr. Victor went to the graveyard, and he might not come back until very late. Mr. Lucien, is it urgent?"
"Tomorrow is fine." Lucien did not know how long he would have to wait, so he decided to postpone it to tomorrow. He still needed to go back to his lab, which was the real path for him in the future.
During this period of time, Lucien had gained a basic understanding of the journal Arcana. At the same time, he used the documents, materials and books in the library to improve his basic knowledge. It was the stage where he was making rapid progress in the analysis, construction and application of magic. For example, Lucien had modified the structure and construction process of the sound wave spell, Homan's Cough. After many experiments, Lucien had created two new apprentice-level unofficial spells, which he was not sure if the headquarter of the Congress of Magic had ever had.
Comparatively speaking, Lucien's progress in soul and spiritual power was far behind the integration of his own knowledge and magic, as well as the speed of his understanding of magic. He was still a little bit away from being able to cast ten apprentice-level spells in a row and become an official apprentice. This was completely different from the situation of ordinary apprentices. At this stage, one's spiritual power was growing rapidly. As long as one's talent was not too bad, one could become a senior-rank apprentice within one or two years. Therefore, it was normal that the mastery of knowledge was lagging behind the growth of spiritual power.
… …
The evening was getting darker and darker. When Lucien walked into Auntie Alisa's house, he casually glanced at the corner of the house next door. Immediately, he saw a new mark in the place where the original mark had been erased.
Lucien walked into Auntie Alisa's house without changing his expression, as if he was looking at the house by accident. [Information about evil creatures …]
The meaning of Smile's picture was, "Dear Mr. Professor, Philosopher has information about evil creatures. Let's meet at the same place at ten o 'clock tonight. Owl. "
After missing several secret gatherings in a row, they finally decided to tempt me with information about evil creatures? While eating the stewed beef with potatoes, Lucien thought about it. [Could it be a trap? If it is, is it the owner of that crow or someone else?
After thinking for a long time, Lucien decided to secretly observe the situation. After making sure that there was no ambush, he would meet with Smile and Philosopher.
As long as he could get the blood of evil creatures, he would be able to summon the wraiths and collect the dust of the wraiths. After that, Lucien would be able to make money and try to buy the Moonlight Rose.
But before that, I need to prepare something.
… …
At night, in Lucien's magic lab.
On the surface of the stone table, there was a black container the size of a cup. The bottom of the black container was being burned by a blue flame. Inside the black container, there was a red liquid that looked like lava.
Lucien's face was solemn. Holding a twenty-centimeter-long pottery rod in his left hand, he carefully stirred the red liquid. His right hand was holding a glass tube. He slowly tilted the tube and let the black liquid inside drop by drop into the container, mixing it with the red liquid.
Every drop of the black liquid would stir up a cloud of white mist, and the red liquid would suddenly condense and solidify, as if it was about to explode. Fortunately, Lucien's left hand and his precise control of the alchemy circle with his spiritual power had prevented any accidents from happening.
After the black liquid was poured out, Lucien put his right hand on the alchemy circle and changed its operation. Thin red lines appeared and wrapped around the black container. At the same time, Lucien chanted an obscure spell, and a white ray of cold light shot out from his left index finger and fell into the black container.
When the extreme heat met the frost, there was a drastic change. White mist rose and even seemed like it was going to explode. However, after being wrapped by the red lines, it gradually stabilized.
The thick white mist dissipated, and a small amount of red sticky liquid appeared in the black container. It seemed that there was a flame burning in the liquid.
Lucien was relieved. He poured the red sticky liquid into a glass tube and sealed it. This was the "Blazing Fire Glue" that the witch was going to make.
After collecting all the materials for the experiment, Lucien began his alchemy experiment. According to the witch's description, the "Blazing Fire Glue" was quite powerful. Also, according to Lucien's experience of being burned after several failed experiments, as well as the experiment with a small amount of "Blazing Fire Glue", it could be seen that it was similar to a napalm bomb, but the explosion was not powerful enough.
Originally, Lucien wanted to make some nitroglycerin and add it, but considering the danger and the fact that he did not have a good protection spell, he temporarily gave up the idea.
Lucien opened the box in the magic lab. Inside the box were seven tubes of liquid. They were the alchemy achievements that Lucien had made recently. Two tubes of "Blazing Fire Glue", three tubes of "Brown Owl", which could accelerate the recovery of spiritual power. The brown liquid in the tubes was constantly bubbling, and the other two tubes of "Storm", which could heal injuries and exhaust physical strength.
Lucien took out the seven tubes of magic potions and put them together with the "Blazing Fire Glue" in a secret pocket near the belt of his black robe. There were a lot of broken blankets in the pocket to prevent the glass tubes engraved with magic runes from colliding with each other when he was doing strenuous exercise.
After doing all this, Lucien opened his own magic notes on the table and looked at the two pages on which he wrote down the structure and construction process of the two new apprentice-level spells that he created.
Based on the knowledge of vibration and frequency, Lucien modified the sound wave spell, "Homan's Cough", after hundreds of experiments and attempts. The requirement of spiritual power for this spell was equal to that of an Astrology spell, and its function was very special. Although it was not very useful in a real battle, it could be amazingly effective in special situations.
After quietly reading the two spells for a while, Lucien took out a quill and wrote a row of fancy words on the top of each page. These were the names for the spells:
"Bat's Scream";
"Professor's Hand of Resonance";
After writing these words, Lucien walked out of the magic lab and went back to his room. Lying on the bed, he recovered his spiritual power. When it was 9: 40, he pulled down his hood and walked out of the room.
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