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Chapter 724

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In Kasvik, the capital of the Union of Cities in the Northland Coastal Corridor.

In the most famous "Rose Square" in the city, the ice roses that were still blossoming in the cold were dazzling like burning flames.

But tonight, the night seemed to be gone, and nobody appreciated their beauty. In the square, on the streets, and in the houses nearby, wherever the enormous black "curtain" at the center could be seen, people were crowded. They raised their heads and looked at the changes of the "curtain" with almost the same shock, listening to the sorrowful and peaceful melody of "Moonlight Sonata" that seemed to be echoing in their hearts.

It was not until "Nightingale" Louise opened her mouth that they were back to themselves from the shock and exclaimed in amazement. There were living people inside the "curtain"? Or was it a spell that was even more amazing than the magic radio? An amazing spell that allowed people to not only hear but also see them?

Miss Nightingale's words resolved their confusion and shock, but they were even more excited. They had never seen such a thing before, nor had their predecessors. Was it the "magic civilization" that "Arcana Voice" had been promoting? It was a manifestation of the "magic civilization".

In the crowd, a man wearing a leather hat looked at "Nightingale" Louise in fear and shook his head in disbelief. Had the Congress of Magic made further progress in broadcasting? Could it allow anyone to see "Valkyrie" in the Kingdom Center Theater in Renstadt from anywhere?

Other people might not know what it meant, but as an elite night watcher, he knew it better than anybody else!

Ever since the magic radio was invented by Lucien Evans and "Arcana Voice" was broadcasted, he had experienced the changes in the notions of the people in the prosperous cities in the north coastline and their attitude toward the Church. He did not care about it at first, but the changes in people's minds were probably happening in silence. By the time he sensed that the atmosphere around was not right, all the details were already alarming and intimidating.

Together with the Church's failure in the Battle of Renstadt, he quickly turned from a hunter who hunted his prey into a prey who fled and hid in panic.

Right now, not only could the magic radio transmit sound, but it could also display images. What terrible changes would it bring about?

Although he had witnessed everything just now and knew that it would take many years for such a model to be popularized like the magic radio, the Congress of Magic was working on it step by step, and the Church showed no reaction at all.

"No, I have to report it to the Executor immediately!" He pressed his leather hat and lowered his head, retreating from the crowd that was getting more and more crowded. It took him a long time before he finally squeezed out.

After he left the square, the surroundings immediately fell quiet. The night watcher quickly found a corner where nobody was around and took out a divine item that looked like a brooch, trying to report what happened just now.

In his anxiety, he directly contacted the headquarters of the Inquisition of Heresy in the Holy City. However, there was nothing but noise on the brooch.

"* sshole! The Congress of Magic's' Arcana Voice 'can be heard and transmitted anywhere, but I can't even reach out to the Holy City. How can I resist the sorcerers? "He immediately grew frustrated and anxious.

He knew that Kasvik was now under the control of the Congress of Magic, and there were no cathedrals where material transmission circles and sound transmission circles were deployed. Therefore, the night watchers lurking on the other side of the Storm Strait and the north coastline could no longer communicate as easily as before. What he did just now was just his subconscious habit. However, the sorcerers of the Congress of Magic could still communicate with Allyn through the artificial planet in the territory under the Church's control!

That gap was the real reason why he was frustrated and anxious!

The artificial planet that seemed to have been created only to challenge the authority of the true gods was now emanating unimaginable brilliance. It was definitely one of the most influential alchemical items!

He took out a cigarette that was a specialty of the Brianne Kingdom and put it to his lips, shivering. Then, while holding it in his mouth, he rubbed his right hand and raised a cluster of fire.

After the cigarette was lit, he took a deep breath and calmed himself down. Then, he activated the brooch again and reached out to his boss, the Executor, who was also lurking in Kasvik.

The night watcher gritted his teeth and thought that he had to propose to the Church that they develop their own artificial planet!

However, he also understood that such a product of the cutting-edge arcana studies could barely be replicated by the Grand Cardinals of the Church. They would not feel any pressure to launch a satellite. Therefore, he decided to capture an artificial planet of the Congress of Magic if he had the chance!

Because of the Congress' control over the territory under its control, the intelligence about the satellite broadcast was delivered to the Holy City one section after another. Perhaps even Benedict III wouldn't receive it before the performance of "Valkyrie" was over.

… …

The splendid gold was the main color of the Royal Grand Theater in Renstadt. The magic crystal lamps were either hanging from the ceiling or embedded on the wall, spraying pure and bright light that complemented the gold.

Lucien and Natasha sat in the box, waiting for the performance of "Valkyrie".

"I've been looking forward to this opera for years. My wish is finally fulfilled tonight." Oliver walked in politely. Taking off his white gloves, he shook hands with Lucien with a smile.

No matter how many disagreements they had in the microscopic domain, he would never be angry with Lucien, especially in the field of plays and operas that he loved.

"I hope you'll like it." Lucien replied with a smile and invited Oliver to sit down.

Other than him, few legendary sorcerers were willing to attend the opening ceremony of the Renstadt Music Festival. Douglas was busy with his own preparations and was not particularly interested in operas, so he did not show up. Brook was also absent for the same reason. Vicente, on the other hand, was not interested in operas because of his cold relationship with Lucien. It was even less likely that Hellen, who had devoted all her time to arcana and magic studies, would be here.

The other legendary sorcerers were either away, guarding their branches in different countries, or busy with their studies. None of them showed up here.

"Operas are not very interesting either." Sitting next to Lucien, Fernando, the Lord of Storm, stared at the stage attentively, still wearing his red magic robe.

Seeing that "Valkyrie" was about to begin, Lucien asked Natasha in the telepathic bond, "Is Granny Hathaway not coming?"

"She probably doesn't like so many people. I remember that she's quite interested in music and operas." Natasha speculated.

Lucien nodded and did not say anything else. Down below, Prime Minister Russell of the Kingdom of Holm had already begun his speech and announced the opening of the music festival.

… …

"Mr. Prime Minister! This is the first time that I've seen Mr. Prime Minister. So, this is what he looks like! "Banus exclaimed in delight and surprise.

Ali pulled him and shushed him. "Be polite, or you'll be scolded by the police. It's fine after Her Majesty's coronation. If it were before, disrespect to nobles would've been punished with whipping. "

"Got it, got it. In fact, look at them. They're about the same as me. If the police are going to scold them, they'll probably lose their voices." Banus seemed very excited.

After Russell announced the opening of the Renstadt Music Festival, the intense final preparations began behind the curtain.

Shortly before the opera began, the sorcerers who were responsible for the broadcast adjusted the angle of the image magic circles so that the audience could see the whole picture of the Kingdom Grand Theater.

"It's so splendid. I'll die with no regrets if I can listen to the opera of the highest level in such a theater!" Banus and the rest of them all complimented.

Then, their attention was soon shifted from the buildings to the nobles on the screen. Louise's sweet introduction echoed in their ears. "This is Mr. James, Duke of Paphos, and this is his wife, Ms. Stephanie …"

Oh! Exclamations echoed in the square like tides.

"So, this is what the great nobles are like. Their ladies are also very beautiful …" Ali complimented in a low voice, with obvious fanaticism on his face. She said that she would attend the opening ceremony …

His description was very different from the reality, but it was undeniable that, because of generations of living bloodlines, the proportion of the good-looking nobles was much higher than that of the ordinary people.

When Ali searched the noble ladies, the picture changed again and aimed at the box.

"Queen Natasha and 'Atom Controller' Evans are here …" Louise's introduction came to an abrupt halt, because she saw the same picture as Banus and the rest of them. Inside the box, there were silver swords that were cutting the surroundings, the vast but colorful universe, the thunderstorms, and the doomsday scenes where stars were collapsing and being obliterated …

"What … What's this?" Ali and the rest of them couldn't stop stuttering today.

After a brief pause, Louise's voice echoed unhurriedly again. "The air of the legendary experts can affect the world around them. So, unless they intentionally conceal it, this is the only thing that the image magic circles can record. Such a situation won't appear when seen with the naked eye …"

"It's amazing. As expected of a legendary expert!"

"Such a view is truly amazing …"

The situation left a deep impression on Banus and the other audience members.

The brief time before the curtain was soon over, and a prelude began. Gloominess was hidden in the melody, and the excitement was covered by the melodious surface. Everybody was emotionally prepared to touch the plot of the opera.

"Replacing the prelude with the prelude is a popular way of composing operas recently. It can be used before every act of the opera and directly connected to the following music …" Ali shared the knowledge that he learned from his pen pal.

In the Royal Grand Theater, nobody talked anymore. They began to enjoy the opera in silence.

When the prelude was about to end, the curtain slowly rose, and a female monologue was sung in a recitative style (similar to a recitation). A tall girl with no strong features stepped onto the stage.

"Is she the Valkyrie?"

The audience felt that this was a little inconsistent with the theme, and the story unfolded differently from what they had imagined. In the light and long melody, Princess Amantha, the king, the queen, the maids, and the court teachers showed a happy and beautiful life.

However, the good life did not last long. The king's nephew conspired with the prime minister and the captain of the guards and murdered the king and the queen in a scheme. Thanks to the help of the maids, the princess was able to escape to the forest.

The gloom and excitement that had been covered by the beautiful melody burst out when the scheme began. The audience's feelings fluctuated quickly. They were both nervous about the princess and hated the villains.

After the first act, when the interlude came, Oliver looked at Lucien in great surprise, "Is this an opera? No, I admit that it's a great opera, but what about the structure of the pieces? Why do I feel that it's more like a symphony? "

Before that, Renstadt's operas were in the form of pieces. An opera was composed of a series of well-structured pieces (including solo, trio, chorus, and so on). To put it simply, the music and the singing were the center, and the plot served them.

But right now, Lucien's opera was more like a play. The music cooperated with the plot, and there were no obvious pieces anymore. Every act became a whole, like a symphony that ran through the whole story.

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