The boy was drinking the Sky Blue that had been refrigerated. He spurted it out rudely after hearing Lucien's reply. Viscount Trenna and the other few nobles, on the other hand, became solemn. They looked at Lucien suspiciously and communicated with each other with their eyes.
Kalie smiled subconsciously. She was going to say, "What a coincidence. You're Lucien Evans too", but something flashed in her head and made her unable to say anything.
Although she had never seen Mr. Lucien Evans or his portrait in person, the nobles who were close to the Congress of Magic had already spread the appearance of the grand arcanist to all the nobles. Black hair, black eyes, medium height, handsome, graceful, and gentle.
Because there were thousands of young men who fit the description, Kalie was not surprised at all when she saw Lucien. However, after he introduced himself, the description seemed to match the real person. They had the same black hair, the same black eyes, and the same handsome face!
Clenching her hands, Kalie asked for confirmation in a shivering voice, "Are you Mr. Elemental Order?"
Lucien's advancement into a legend was still confidential, and the name of his class was not known yet. Therefore, after thinking for a moment, Kalie asked with the nickname of "Elemental Order", just like how Douglas, the Chosen of Magic, was nicknamed "Emperor of Arcana".
"I don't think anybody will pretend to be me." Lucien replied with a smile.
"Really?" Having no time to wipe his mouth, Hawk looked at Lucien with glittering eyes, reminding Lucien of Alferris, the little crystal.
Lucien nodded with a smile, but he did not do anything to prove it. He would not hide his identity just because someone praised him in front of his face, nor would he show any keepsakes or magic to prove his identity just because someone was doubting him. He was open and honest. It would not affect him at all if he did not want to believe it.
Kalie was still confused, but her father, Viscount Trenna, said with a smile, "Your Excellency, you are the truth of elements and the staff that controls time and space. Praise the great changes you have brought to our lives. Before, we were like the barbarians to the west of the Schachran Empire. Now, we finally understand what civilization is."
Is it really Mr. Elemental Order? Kalie asked her father with her eyes. She remembered that her father had never seen Mr. Evans before either, or he would've recognized him just now.
Trenna nodded at his daughter. Compared to Hawk and Kalie, the experienced nobles could connect more things. Not only the description of the man's appearance, but also Mr. Elemental Order's background. He was from Aalto, one of the most brilliant stars in the history of music, the queen's lover's lover, the Wellesley family's from Aalto. the other hand, the Wellesley family, was from Aalto the Queen....... and the Wellesley family was from Aalto. Aalto Her's..
After connecting all the details, they naturally confirmed Lucien's identity. Also, he had already seen the two dream rings on Lucien's right hand, which were the legendary 'Holm Crown'.
"I'm only pushing the process forward. In fact, with the development of arcana, such social changes are inevitable." Lucien added in his heart, especially when the Congress had to resist the Church and needed the support of the nobles and the common people.
Hawk grew excited after receiving the lord's confirmation. He scratched his head hard, but he did not know how to express his feelings. In the end, under Kalie's hint, he finally rushed to the mahogany table in the living room and picked up the pen and paper on the bottom. He looked at Lucien earnestly and asked, "Your Excellency, can you give me an autograph? I want to look at it and encourage myself to study magic! "
In the recent decades, as the outstanding operas deeply influenced the people of the Kingdom of Holm, the people of the Kingdom of Holm pursued more and more excellent singers and characters. At some point, people began to send flowers and ask for autographs.
Lucien was amused by the scene. He took the pen and paper and wrote down a sentence.
While writing, Lucien thought to himself that there were indeed limitations of the times. If he had simplified the image-recording magic circle and created a magic camera, or even integrated the camera function into mobile communication devices, then Hawk would not have simply asked for an autograph. Instead, he would have asked, "Your Excellency, can I take a picture with you?"
Hawk did not expect that the person he admired would really be willing to give him an autograph. His face flushed in excitement, he took the paper from Lucien and looked at what he wrote anxiously. Kalie also looked up curiously and excitedly.
On the paper, there were two lines of fancy words:
"I hope that Hawk will study hard and make progress every day."
"— — Lucien Evans"
Huh? Hawk and Kalie were both stunned for a moment, feeling that the grammar and the sentence were rather weird. However, they were soon covered by their delight and appreciated the paper carefully as if it were the most precious treasure in the world. Then, they folded it carefully and put it in their pockets.
Viscount Trenna was excited too, but he still smiled casually on the surface. "Hawk has been wanting to study magic since a few years ago. However, the radicals were still around at that time, and the small nobles like us did not dare cross the line. Everything is fine now. We can finally send him to Allyn to study openly. Mr. Evans, which magic school should he choose?"
More importantly, if he became a sorcerer at that time, he would not have the right of inheritance.
"Really?" Hawk was even more excited. He looked at his uncle first and then at his father, Baron Stevens Hawk. After receiving the affirmative reply, he was so overjoyed that he seemed to be suffering from agitation.
Lucien said simply, "It depends on what fields of magic Hawk's dreams are."
"Elements! Alchemy! "Said Hawk resolutely.
"Then, both the Douglas Magic School and the Alborg Magic School are fine." Lucien used to be a teacher in a magic school and knew a thing or two about that.
Kalie summoned her courage and asked, "Mr. Evans, is … Is it too late for me to learn magic right now? I'm already an adult … Which school should I go to if I want to learn medical magic? "
"As long as you have perseverance and basic talents, it's never too late to learn magic. Medical magic belongs to the school of necromancy. Also, you need to understand the structure of the human body and deal with corpses. You have to think carefully. The Allyn Magic School is better at that. " Lucien said frankly. Then, he asked curiously, "I heard that you were talking about alchemical items earlier. You seem to know and like them very well. I wonder, what other types of products do you want? Feel free to ask. Don't be scared. I'm only looking for more inspiration. "
"I want to fly. Alchemical items that even ordinary people can fly!" Hawk envied the sorcerers and the heavenly Knight who could fly very much. He also yearned for airships.
Well, an airplane, or a dragonfly like Doraemon? Lucien looked at other people with a smile.
After hearing that she was going to deal with corpses, Kalie did not turn pale because she was prepared for it. Instead, she looked at her mother worriedly and intentionally deepened the conversation about alchemical items. "I hope that the magic phonograph can be popularized. I hope that there can be similar magic items so that we can enjoy operas at home."
Turner, on the other hand, smiled. "What I hope most is that the alchemical potions that can prolong one's life are popularized. However …"
He believed that it was hard to simplify it.
"Magic steam trains are not popular yet. Ninety percent of the cities are not connected yet. Also, there are no similar alchemical items in the cities to towns and villages. The nobles can use carriages, but the ordinary people's burden is relatively heavy." Hearing that Mr. Evans was more concerned about the ordinary people, Baron Stevens intentionally raised the suggestion in that regard.
While they were talking, hasty footsteps came over. Alisa appeared at the door and said with her eyes still red, "Little Evans, Little John is back!"
When she called, the staff on duty said that John had already returned. So, after informing Chorre, she went to wait at the door in a hurry. Thankfully, John returned home in only a few minutes.
John appeared behind Alisa. He looked rather tall in his silver armor. After seeing Lucien, he stepped forward quickly with an excited smile on his face. Then, he raised his right hand and clenched it into a fist, as if he were going to punch Lucien's shoulder like he used to in the past. But halfway through the movement, he became rather sluggish and stiff. It seemed that the change of identity, the relationship between a sorcerer and a Knight, and the years of unfamiliarity made him somewhat restrained.
Lucien greeted him with a smile. He raised his right hand and punched John's right shoulder.
"Long time no see."
John smiled from the bottom of his heart. He extended his right fist and punched Lucien's shoulder too.
"It's good that you're back."
He didn't say much. A simple sentence was enough to melt away all the estrangement from the past few years.
… …
The ball had officially begun. Alisa went out to greet the guests, while Lucien, Chorre and John continued to catch up with each other in the small living room.
"Little Evans, was it your recommendation that asked me to join the Musicians' Association?" Chorre's face was red. His blond hair had turned gray.
Seeing that his father was very happy, John smiled and said, "Dad, the ball has just begun, and you've already drunk a bottle of golden rum. That's not right."
"I'm … I'm happy. Little Evans is finally back!" Chorre's tongue became thicker.
Lucien chuckled, "Uncle Chorre, I think you're taking the opportunity to drink. Aunt Alisa must have limited your alcohol tolerance."
"Little Evans, you haven't answered my question." Chorre tried to change the topic.
Lucien shook his head, "It's Natasha who thinks that Uncle Chorre is good enough to teach the musicians in Renstadt."
"Her Majesty has a good eye." Chorre was quite proud of his improvement in music.
"Where's Elwyn?" Lucien suddenly thought of Elwyn.
Chorre smiled, "Elwyn didn't want to attend the ball. He went to the manor outside the city with some noble friends. Well, he still can't awaken his Blood Power. Recently, he's been very interested in alchemical items. I wonder if he can still learn magic."
"I'll send Elwyn to Douglas Magic School to try. I'll talk to them." Lucien paused and added, "I don't have much time to be a teacher right now. The way I teach students tends to be simple and crude. Without a solid foundation, it's impossible for them to adapt."
"I know. That's why I just want to send Elwyn to the magic school." John said understandingly.
Chorre glanced at John, "Before you care about Elwyn, you should care about yourself first. You're one year older than little Evans. Go to the ball now. I'll keep little Evans company."
John, who had always been calm, couldn't help but blush at this moment. Frozen in his seat, he didn't know how to react.
Seeing that, Lucien deliberately tried to ease the awkwardness. He took out a key and handed it to Chorre, "Uncle Chorre, this is one of my villas in Allyn. You can go there for a vacation when you're free. You can also go there when you're in danger … This is the address of my magic tower …"
Chorre nodded and didn't ask anything.
Urged by Alisa outside, John finally stood up and said, "Lucien, let's talk after the ball."
"Go now. I'm about to get married. You don't even have many female friends." Lucien pointed outside with his chin with a smile.
Chorre was dazed for a moment. Then he smiled and said, "Then I'll bless you and Her Majesty first."
John also remarked with mixed feelings, "The childhood seems to be just yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, we've grown up and have our own families. Time is indeed full of feelings and gives everyone a different future …"
Yes. The memories in Aalto were sometimes very clear, as if they had just happened, and sometimes very blurry, as if they had already happened in a previous life. Time was like water. It left a mark but diluted the flavor.
… …
In the new year of 825, the wind was chilly.
Holding many journals such as' Arcana 'and' Magic ', Annick walked into the villa, deep in thought. "More and more repairs have been made to the energy level, orbit and quantization of electrons in the new alchemy, but it seems to be deviating from the normal direction. It's even contrary to the original idea."
"Isn't it time to look for another direction? Have we forgotten something? "Sprint, who was in the hall, also frowned.
Recently, the grand arcanists and senior-rank arcanists, including the suspicious grand arcanists and senior-rank arcanists, had been repairing the model of the new alchemy. However, as more problems were discovered, they all had a feeling that the new alchemy seemed to have reached a dead end. Some of the previous things had to be abandoned in order to find the right direction.
Annick closed the gate and looked at Lucien's magic tower. "Our teacher seems to have noticed the problem, too. He hasn't published a single paper in the past two months."
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