MTL - Throne of Magical Arcana-Chapter 28 Quiet sewer

Victor is not just a dumb fool who only focuses on music. He feels very clear about Wolf ’s hostility. His heart is filled with anger and funny, and he does n’t **** his chance to hold a concert in the Holy Congregation. When it comes to selecting and comparing musicians, it is precisely that he and he enter the final discussion. If you blame anyone, you may have to blame Wolfe for being better at writing reviews than creating music and forgetting his musical pursuit.

"Of course, Wolf, I have written a new piano concerto, and I am very satisfied. Would you like to hear it in advance?" Victor countered with a smile. His piano concerto has been registered with the Musicians Association. Worried that Wolf listened to plagiarism.

Wolff didn't expect Victor to sweep away the depression and decadence for several weeks, full of self-confidence, his face immediately became iron blue, he hummed twice, and said stiffly: "Victor, I still keep a little curious, hope three Months later, in the Chancellor Hall, don't let me down. "Victor was so confident that Wolff was afraid that after listening to his piano concerto, he not only could not think of bitter words to hit him, but would make himself the three It ’s not fragrant when eating on the moon, and you ca n’t sleep well.

Victor spread his hands and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I would have liked your opinion."

Wolf didn't want to continue on this topic. He turned his eyes, saw Lucien next to Victor, saw his old, cheap linen clothes, and raised his chin with contempt, saying, "Victor, when did you know lowness? Uneducated poor? "

Although the immediate family of Wolff has not been titled for several generations since Wolff ’s great-grandfather, anyway, Wolf ’s distant relatives still have a Viscount and several Lords, which does not prevent him from using the nobility. A member of himself who looked down on Victor and other civilian-born musicians and always maintained a cool and noble attitude, let alone a poor man like Lucien, plus hate and hatred of Victor, and saw Lucien beside him. Wolf seemed to see a disgusting mouse running to his own dining table.

Lucian's almost abusive tone to Wolfe, except for a little anger, is all deeply funny, no matter where, as long as there is a difference between rich and poor and status, some people will artificially distinguish between "expensive and cheap" Modern society is better. This strange world of the Renaissance and the Dark Middle Ages is completely naked and proud of it. If you want to change this discrimination, you can only rely on your own strength.

Victor is a civilian, and also has an unspeakable disgust at Wolf's attitude. He frowned, and said seriously: "Pay attention to your words, Wolf, this is the road for students who have only followed me in studying music recently. Sean, well, a very talented young man. "

Although Victor himself did not discriminate against the poor, the atmosphere, atmosphere, and education of the entire world still had a profound impact on him. Therefore, when introducing Lucian, in order to prevent him from being discriminated against, he himself added to Wolff. Disgusted, Victor couldn't help but blew his ox, even now, he didn't know if Lucian would be born with a lack of pleasure.

"Ha ha ha, he, ha ha ha ha, he has a musical talent? A lowly poor man who has never been educated and educated in music, will have a musical talent? Victor, I think you are out of mind to prepare for a concert "Wolf seemed to have heard some very funny jokes. He lost his grace and leaned forward and backward. The feelings of humiliation had completely disappeared, and he laughed loudly at Victor and Lucian.

Victor did not expect his kindness to brag, but instead caused such a big response from Wolff. While lamenting that he was difficult to understand Wolff, he could only continue to hold on hard: "Alto is the city of chant, the capital of music Everyone here is favored by the Lord and influenced by music. Even the poor, there are many outstanding bards. Moreover, some people's musical talents are the gift of the Lord, born naturally, and cultivated by the day after tomorrow. And education just wipes off the dust that obscures the gem's light, and lets it bloom to its original glory, doesn't it? "

Wolf shook his head with a smile and pointed at Lucien: "This kind of musical genius does exist, but since it is the gift of the Lord, the bloodline power of God should be able to be easily stimulated, so Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha is, Wei Lord Earl, yes, and what is your 'student' name, well, Lucien, certainly not, if he can be a good musician, I will openly apologize to you and him in the Music Review. And no more concerts. "

With satisfaction, Wolf made a quick speculation, but he was also cautious, and deliberately added the word "excellent" in front of the musician. Anyway, as long as it is not recognized as excellent, even if Victor uses this sentence to find You can also ignore it.

According to the information Lucien knows these days, Princess Natasha is the only bloodline of Archduke Vaurit, the Countess of Violet, and this title is a title that must be inherited before every Archduke succeeds, because The Vaurit family is the Violet family. Her musical talent is very good. She is good at violin, flute and harpsichord. If it is not because of her status, she may have become an outstanding musician. Of course, as a knight, Natasha is also an outstanding fifth-level knight. , Just twenty-five years old, not far from the rank of the sky knight.

Count Verdi is also a member of the Violet family and the granddaughter's nephew. He has written several outstanding pieces of music. He is not currently in his own territory, but he is the highest officer of the city guard in Aalto. knight.

After speaking, Wolfe didn't look at Victor, smiled and walked towards the stairs.

Victor shook his head in disgust and said to Lucien: "You don't need to worry about this narrow, biting, vulgar guy, just worry about doing your own study. You have to deal with other things in the afternoon and come to Elena tomorrow morning. Let her take you to the library. Well, it will take a day off next week, whether it is Saturday or Sunday. It depends on how you and your companions who manage the library discuss it. OK, I'll go to the concert hall. "

Watching Victor leave, Lucian turned around and passed the contract papers to Elena: "I'll trouble you tomorrow, Elena."

Elena smiled, and there was a shallow vortex on the left: "This is my job, Lucien. By the way, Mr. Wolfe, most people in the association don't like him, except that Several directors, well, directors with title. "

"Ha ha, always proudly took his chin and looked at our Mr. Wolf, would he humbly and respectfully look at the chins of several directors?" Lucian sneered humorously according to Elena's words, Elina giggled.

She chatted and laughed with Elena, and Lucian was busy returning to explore the sewer entrance, so he resigned.

"Lucien!" After a few steps, Lucien suddenly heard Elena's shout and looked back at her in confusion.

Elena shook her right hand into a small fist and waved: "Lucien, I believe you, even if you can't become a musician, you have to be a great musician. See what Mr. Wolf looks like!"

进入 Before joining the Musicians' Association, Elena's life was between the poor and the civilians, so she felt sympathetic to Wolfe's tone and was very dissatisfied.

Kushiro learned that she waved her fist, perfunctoryly: "certainly!"

Uh ...

At 9 o'clock in the evening, except for a few drunks, there were no people in Ajdang. A bark of wild dogs occasionally sounded in the silence of the night. For the poor in this world, they always go to bed early and get up early. Colorful nightlife, you also need to get up early in the morning to be busy for a day's livelihood.

At dinner, he got the help of Mr. Victor and found a good job. After telling Uncle Joel and Aunt Elisa, Lucian used the excuse to return to his hut, doing meditation and waiting. The analysis of the magic to learn.

Quietly flashed out of the hut, closed the wooden door gently, Lucian walked very lightly to a remote sewer entrance that was explored in the afternoon, and after analysing the four magic arrays, he could arrange and use some magic materials. Weakened and auxiliary versions of formal magic, such as "micro-fossilized mud", is to open a secret passage in your house to the drain, and to build a magic lab in the sewer, useful magic, you do n’t have to go in and out People doubted ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ After patiently observing no one around, Lucian carefully entered the sewer entrance.

This time, the stinky smell, the slippery, dirty environment around him, although still makes Lucian uncomfortable and uncomfortable, but could not stop his enthusiasm for learning magic, traveling in the sewer, looking for remote corners, A rough sewer map is marked inside the Soul Library.

And in the process, Lucian shaved off a lot of moss glowing on the wall and put it in his left pants pocket, because this moss is called "fluorescent moss", an apprentice-level informal magic "forbidden light" Spelling materials.

找 Looking at him, Lucian felt strange, but he still didn't meet Correa's beggar who lived in the sewer. The surroundings were quiet, except for Lucian's own slight footsteps, which felt very embarrassing.

Soon, Lucien found a site suitable for magic experiments. This is a three-way road. A dozen steps away in front was blocked by a boulder. The left side leads deeper. As long as the position is good, it can be easily found. Is anyone approaching on the left and back.

A piece of sulfur powder was squeezed out of the pocket on the right-hand side of the linen jacket. Lucian lamented that if he could not become a formal magician, it would be troublesome to carry the spelling materials with him. In the four pockets, those dozens or hundreds of kinds, I am afraid to use a special magic robe with rows of small pockets in the belt.

Recalling the parsed spell structure and the magic construction process that he understood, Lucien extended his right hand with a pinch of fingers, and the fine sulfur powder slowly slipped from his hand. A strange, squeak sound came from his mouth, his face The expression on the face was serious and gloomy under the fluorescent light.