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Chapter 60

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Lucien's original plan was to use the piano version of the Symphony of Fate to inspire Victor's inspiration, or even ask him to directly complete the melody and complete the details. In this way, only a few people, such as Victor, Lot, and Rhein, would be surprised, and he would become a freak in their eyes. After all, in the History of Continental Music, Lucien had never seen someone like Victor who could write such a piece of music in less than two months.

However, at this moment, Lucien had no choice but to agree without hesitation, "Sure, Mr. Victor."

As Victor said before, geniuses did not need a reason. Besides, in this case, people would only suspect that Lucien had plagiarized the work, but they would never think that Lucien was a sorcerer, or that Lucien was a demon or a demon, because these were two completely opposite things.

In the many religious classics in the music library, music was described as a precious gift from the God of Truth, and it was a weapon that could motivate people to move forward in difficult times. Lucien had only heard that sorcerers and demons "gave" people great strength, beautiful voices, and skillful playing skills, but he had never heard of music talent that could be directly composed for people. Lucien's piece of music was also filled with the positive energy of fighting against difficulties and darkness.

Also, Lucien had vaguely noticed that there was a layer of estrangement between the Church and the nobles from his reading of travel notes and religious classics, as well as from his interactions with Lot, Phyllis, and Herodotus. Although Lot and the other nobles were still devout and full of reverence for the God of Truth, they would often inadvertently say something like "the Church's business belongs to the God, and the nobles' business belongs to the king". If this was the case in Aalto, which had a strong theocracy, then what about other countries?

Therefore, Lucien believed that the Church would not use divine power to check a person of high status without any evidence, especially when the Musicians' associations were closely related to the nobles and the Church.

The only thing he had to worry about was that when he was invited to perform or attend banquets in the future, he would inevitably be checked in order to prevent assassins from coming.

However, if the person was already a musician with a high status, status, and reputation, the inspection would definitely be superficial and easy to deal with. Of course, if the person was very powerful, the inspection would be very simple or even nonexistent.

Rhein picked up a quill and a stack of paper from the desk, walked to the piano, and handed them to Lucien.

Putting the white paper on the music stand, Lucien picked up the quill and was about to start writing when he suddenly sneezed a few times. His weak body felt a chill and he couldn't help but shiver. The rainwater on his hair splashed onto the white paper as he sneezed, and a little water halo appeared.

It was not until then that Victor noticed Lucien's situation. He was soaked from head to toe, "Lucien, you didn't use an umbrella?" Phyllis blushed slightly, because Lucien's linen jacket was tightly clinging to his body, showing off his slim but fit body that he had been working out for the past few months.

"Yes, but it was raining heavily outside, and I had to run here." Lucien didn't say that he ran here directly in the rain.

Victor was both gratified and touched, "Lucien, I have several sets of clothes in the lounge. You're about the same height as me. Go and change. It looks like you're about to fall sick."

"Go, Lucien. Leave the writing of the music to me. I'll see if I can restore it completely." Rhein also urged Lucien and took the quill from his hand.

During this movement, Lucien's fingers touched Rhein's fingers for a short while. He was slightly surprised to find that Rhein's body temperature was even colder than his, who was completely soaked. It seemed that there was something special about Rhein's body?

… …

In another room in the lounge, Lucien dried his hair and body and put on Victor's white shirt, black coat, black slim pants, and leather shoes. He immediately felt dry and refreshed.

Then, Lucien looked at himself in the mirror and tidied up his clothes. He was surprised to find that although he was of average height, his black hair and black eyes made him look quite handsome. However, he didn't give off the feeling that he was weak. Instead, he looked calm and handsome.

Lucien opened the door and walked out. Rhein was still immersed in the music and did not respond to him at all. Victor turned around and looked at Lucien from head to toe. He nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad. What a beautiful young man."

Seeing Lucien like this, Phyllis, Lot, and Herodotus no longer had any doubts about him.

It was not the privilege of the people on Earth to judge people by their appearance.

"Lucien, come and check if the music Mr. Rhein wrote is correct." Victor called Lucien over.

When Lucien passed by Lot, Lot said in a low voice, "Lucien, I hope we can talk about music more often in the future."

"No problem," Lucien replied politely.

Hearing their conversation, Phyllis bit her lips and said in a low voice, "Lucien, I'm sorry for my prejudice. I hope we can get along well and talk about music more often in the future."

Although Lucien's unwillingness to give up today and his moving music had deeply touched Felicia's heart, she still did not like him. The blush on her face was more out of shyness and hesitation.

Herodotus stood on the other side with a complicated expression. He lowered his head and looked at his feet without saying a word.

After accepting Phyllis's apology, Lucien walked to the piano and started to talk about music with Rhein and Victor.



At three o 'clock in the afternoon, Phyllis saw Baron Othello's carriage driving into the association through the window.

Victor gestured to Lucien to tidy up the sheet of music and said happily, "Actually, the part of the melody that you didn't write down was mostly shown by your emotional performance just now. That's why I could finish most of it so quickly. It seems that music really needs emotional resonance, and piety and gratitude are two of them. Therefore, music with religious themes is always more touching than music that only shows the beauty of music. "

"Well, although there is still a part of the music that is not perfect, it's just some details. You can register it with the association first. As for Director Othello, I think he won't be able to resist such a great piece of music, and I believe that Her Royal Highness won't mind changing the song. "

Lucien's performance just now was filled with anger and unwillingness. He had released all the emotions that he had been suppressing in his heart. He had integrated the longing for his family, the pain of losing everything in the past, the resistance against all kinds of setbacks and difficulties, and the thoughts of not wanting to give up and not giving up. If it were not for the fact that he had not practiced the part of the melody that was deliberately imperfect, Lucien would have played it to his heart's content in one breath. Even so, many melodies were produced naturally under his hands. They were not delicate and perfect, but they were enough to give Victor inspiration.

Under Victor's lead, Lucien followed him to a room on the third floor. An old man with glasses and white hair was sitting inside. He looked at Victor and Lucien with his light gray eyes and said calmly, "Victor, have you finished your symphony?"

"Joseph, it's not me. It's my student, Lucien. He wrote an excellent piece of music, and I brought him to register it." After Victor answered, he introduced Lucien, "This is Mr. Joseph, a senior music critic. He has listened to most music, including elven music, and is also a trainee priest. He will preliminarily determine whether your music is plagiarized or not, and then use the power of the Lord to leave a time mark on it. After this time, similar melodies will be considered plagiarized."

Joseph looked at Lucien strangely and asked doubtfully, "How long has he been learning music from you? He's very talented to be able to write a piece of music so quickly. "Then he took the music score, pushed up his glasses, and looked at it seriously.

"This, three months." Victor wiped his non-existent cold sweat and rounded up the time when Lucien started learning to read.

"Ah!" Joseph raised his head from the music score, "Three months?" Then he hurriedly buried his head in the music score. He was both amused and angry. Victor, are you trying to make fun of me?

Victor did not answer. He just waited for Joseph to finish reading the music score with a smile on his face.

The smile on Joseph's face slowly disappeared, and he gradually became serious. Then he clapped and hummed the melody silently.

His expression soon became wonderful, as if he was immersed in the world of music. Even his hands could not help but clench, loosen, wave, and twitch, as if he was a conductor with a fierce style.

After more than ten minutes, Joseph let out a long sigh of relief and said to Victor, "It's really a great piece of music. It reminds me of the time when I helped the Knight regiment fight against the dark creatures and evil creatures in the Dark Mountain Range. At that time of extreme danger, if we didn't think of the Lord's teaching and give up ourselves in the desperate situation, you wouldn't know me, Victor. This is a great piece of music that will never compromise and never give up in the face of evil. "

"Wait, you said it was composed by your student?" Joseph suddenly remembered the conversation just now and stood up abruptly. His glasses slipped from his nose and fell on the table, making a loud sound, "He only studied music for three months?!"

Joseph's face was a bit distorted due to shock.

"As you can see." Victor told Joseph about Lucien's life experience according to his own understanding, and finally, Joseph reluctantly accepted it. Joseph picked up his glasses and waved them, "Well, geniuses always appear to break our common sense, confidence, uh, and glasses. At least I don't think it's plagiarism. Except that the melody is not the same as this one, it's in line with your determination and fighting spirit, Lucien."

"However, in order not to be doubted by others, you need to come up with a piece of music that is not inferior to this one every one or two years, and you also need to show your talent in daily life." With his own experience, Joseph, who loved this piece of music very much, believed that there was no better piece of music than this one.

"In one or two years, I won't be here anymore. It seems that I don't need to copy much …" Lucien watched Joseph copy the score with his divine power and mark it with the time stamp.

After finishing, Joseph asked casually, "Do you have a name for the piece? Nowadays, it's popular to name one's own piece of music. "

"Let's call it Fate."

… …

After the registration, Victor led Lucien to Mr. Othello's office, leaving Joseph, who was still reading the music score, there was no need for Mr. Othello.

"Maybe Director Othello's expression will not be much better than Joseph's."

When they knocked on the door, Victor suddenly laughed, with a sense of relaxation and humor that he had not shown in the past few months.

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