After the interview, Lowi and the rest of them walked out of the meeting room with weird expressions. The knowledge in the field of atoms and the tricks to control magic circles that they prepared were all useless. Mr. Evans' questions were too weird to imagine. Life planning? Did they need to answer those questions? Wasn't it just the ranking of arcana and magic from level one to level two, level two to level three, and so on?
However, such a simple answer was obviously not enough to satisfy Mr. Evans. Therefore, every interviewee added more or less their own understanding, such as Alfalia's plan for her knowledge system and areas of expertise, and Blake's arrangement for her return from the Solar Islands to Allyn. Many people also included the Atom Institution in their life plans.
Thinking of the introduction of his advantages and disadvantages, and the content of finding a like-minded partner in his life planning, Lowi's face couldn't have been redder. He did not dare look at his companions around him, fearing that he would see mockery in their eyes. In his heart, it was an interview that was full of shame.
In fact, the others were not much different from him. Just now, many of the interviewees had impulsively revealed their tragic past when they introduced themselves. At first, they thought that they could gain sympathy and pity, but when the interview was over, all that was left was a burning sensation on their faces. They wished they could take off their clothes and cover their heads.
With a brilliant smile, Rock said, "Wait here for ten minutes. Lucien will make a choice very soon."
Such a unique way of interview made him rather happy, especially when the interviewees expressed themselves awkwardly.
Hearing Rock's words, the shyness of Lowi and the rest of them was immediately gone, replaced by nervousness and expectation. After Rock entered the meeting room and the door was closed, their hearts were beating faster and faster, and their voices were louder and louder.
Dum, dum, dum, dum. Lowi felt that he had to say something, or he might pass out because of nervousness. He opened his mouth and asked, "Erica, who do you think Mr. Evans will choose?"
Lowi was greatly shocked the moment he said it. He never thought that his voice could be so hoarse and dry, as if somebody else were talking.
Erica's nose twitched slightly, and she said in a very low voice, "At this point, it's pointless to say anything. I've already displayed all my abilities."
Although Blake was quite nervous, he managed to become an official sorcerer in the harsh environment of the archipelago after all. He maintained his calmness and said to Alfalia with a stiff smile, "I think you're very promising. Your performance is great."
Alfalia smiled. "Don't say things like that. I can't help but look forward to it. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment."
She spoke very calmly, but her hands were already clenched tightly at some point.
In the stifling atmosphere, the door opened with a creak. They raised their heads at the same time and looked at Mr. Evans with anticipation and nervousness.
Lucien smiled. "You are all excellent and full of potential. It's a pity that the Atom Institution only needs ten assistants for now. I have to make a difficult choice and try to choose those who are more suitable for my needs. The first candidate, Mr. Balzari."
Lowi's teacher in school, the middle-aged man, waved his fists in excitement, but as a second-circle sorcerer, he managed to keep his composure.
"The second candidate, Alfalia." Lucien's gentle voice came into Alfalia's ears.
She raised her head and looked at Lucien in confusion, only to discover that Lucien nodded at her with a smile.
It was not until this moment that she realized that she had been chosen by the Atom Institution. Her blue eyes suddenly became misty.
Such success was not bribed with money or materials, nor was it exchanged with her body or feelings. It was all earned with her own magic and arcana abilities!
It was a hard-earned affirmation for Alfalia, who had to leave Allyn for certain reasons. She raised her hands and covered her face, not letting other people see her weakness.
Hearing Mr. Evans announcing the candidates one by one and hearing the exclamations around, Lowi became more and more nervous and held his breath subconsciously. Mr. Blake was selected, Erica was selected, and the two apprentices he knew before were selected, too. But why was he not selected?
"The tenth candidate, Lowi."
Lowi felt that countless stars were popping up in front of his eyes. His legs almost gave way. The intense joy and excitement spurted out like a volcano eruption, making his head bloated and his eyes wet.
"Don't pass out. If your body is too weak, I'll consider a refund." Lucien made a cold joke that nobody else could understand.
But it was as beautiful as the song of elves in Lowi's ears. He hurried to say, "No, no, Mr. Evans, I'm perfectly fine!"
Everything in his eyes seemed to be lovely and brilliant all of a sudden.
After asking Jerome to arrange for ten assistants, Lucien went to the Affair Committee, hoping to see the progress of Thompson's interrogation.
"They've confessed. Two of them are spies of the South Church, one is related to the North Church, and the other was lured by an intelligence agent of the Holy Helvetic Empire. They were all promised that they would be paid handsomely as long as they could sneak into the Atom Institution. Every piece of intelligence about the institution or you would be paid accordingly." Tom handed the files to Lucien and asked in confusion, "Why does the Holy Helvetic Empire care about you? Isn't it always the Church that deals with sorcerers?"
Lucien rubbed his eyebrow. He sabotaged Rudolph II's plan in the alternate dimension, and it was obviously related to the Silver Moon. How could the man not care about him? Of course, it was inappropriate to tell Thompson such things. It was a top secret of the Highest Council.
Skimming through the files casually, Lucien's eyes suddenly froze. The images of the night watchers who bribed him were so familiar.
"Minsk … Juliana …" Lucien read the two names in a low voice.
When Rhein was projected into Clown's dream, Lucien already knew that something was wrong with Amelton, and he also knew who the few night watchers who were with Clown were and what they looked like.
It shouldn't have been a problem, because Lucien had already met Lend, the Knight of Heaven, and it was perfectly normal that they were transferred here with Amelton. However, according to Issac, the two night watchers had been meeting with him in turns since three years ago, hoping that he could join them. It meant that Sardes had been making arrangements for this for at least three years before he became the Grand Cardinal of the parish of Holm.
"No wonder he kept the matter between me and Natasha a secret. But is he so confident that he can be transferred here with such a far-reaching plan?" Lucien was slightly puzzled. Then, he said to Thompson, "Find an opportunity to track the two night watchers. Don't kill them in a hurry. Keep them under surveillance."
"In the meantime, ask the sorcerers of the Battle Sorcerers to protect the family of John, the deputy captain of Natasha's Small Knight Legion. Don't let them know, and don't clash with the intelligence personnel that Natasha arranged."
The two night watchers hated him so much that Lucien was worried that they would lose control at any moment.
"Alright." Thompson was more and more polite to Lucien. Not only did his position change brought by 'new alchemy', but his improvement in magic power also suggested that he was the next legendary sorcerer.
… …
On July 30, Queen Natasha, who had been assassinated by the conservatives, naturally visited the royal magic tower of Holm. She announced that she would have dinner with the seniors of the royal family here to celebrate her birthday and would not return to the Nekso Palace until the next day.
Considering that Duke James and Duke Russell must've been furious after being assassinated too, the conservative nobles did not object to it.
As the night grew dark, Natasha, who was celebrating her birthday with the royal family in the banquet hall of the royal magic tower of Holm, left with the excuse that she needed to see Hathaway.
Holding her skirt, she quickly walked to Lucien's office like a charging Knight.
She knocked on the door, but the door was opened on its own. At the same time, the pleasant sound of a piano echoed from inside. The pleasant music was like ripples spreading out, refreshing and beautiful. The room was soon enshrouded in a dreamy and romantic atmosphere.
Natasha quietly closed the door and looked at Lucien who was dancing next to the piano. He was wearing the black suit that he often wore in Aalto, with a bow tie of the same color. His face was gentle and devoted, and his eyes were so deep that they could attract one's soul.
Lucien, on the other hand, was suddenly amazed. Natasha was not wearing her usual dark dress or the Knight suit and armor today. Instead, she was wearing a white dress with simple laces, matched with gloves and stockings of the same color. Her long hair was tied up, and a light-colored wide-brimmed hat, as if a bride had suddenly broken in. Her previous valiance and glamor were now replaced by purity and freshness.
The layout of the room was not much different from the last time. The only exception was that there were flutes, oboes, cellos, brass, violins and other instruments around the piano. It was as if there had been a small symphony orchestra there, but now they had all disappeared, leaving behind various neatly arranged utensils.
Looking at Lucien and listening to such a delicate and beautiful music, Natasha's previous impatience disappeared. She slowly approached Lucien with a faint smile and stood by the round dining table.
She knew that this was the piano piece "Poem for Natasha" that Lucien had prepared last time. However, because they had confirmed their feelings for each other during their last meeting, they had completely forgotten about it. Later, when they talked, Lucien had conveniently pushed it to her birthday.
The music notes were like flowing water filling the room, gently floating and comforting the soul. The romantic mood turned into a melody that reverberated in her ears.
When Lucien finished playing, Natasha applauded and was about to pull up her Knight.
However, she saw Lucien shake his head with a smile, indicating that there was still one more piece.
"This is today's birthday present."
Lucien smiled as he picked up the flute, put it to his mouth, and played a melody that was different from the past. It was like the sound of a bird chirping.
As soon as the flute ended, the oboes flew over by themselves, and Lucien played a beautiful "scenery" that was like spring.
Natasha looked at Lucien in puzzlement. This was a style of music that she had never heard before. Was it his new creation?
At some point in time, a violin had appeared in Lucien's hand. Staring at Natasha, he played a soulful and poetic melody.
The light and gentle sound of the violin entered Natasha's ears, and something seemed to hit her heart. This melody was so beautiful and romantic, but it also seemed to contain a touch of sadness, making people feel the same way.
This was different from any kind of music that Natasha had learned in the past, but it was so infectious and beautiful that it shook her heart. It was like Lucien was telling her the feelings in his heart.
The best music had no barriers of style. Natasha looked at the black-haired, black-eyed Lucien, who was elegantly playing the violin, and was intoxicated by the melody.
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