Lucien pondered the language: "I have no knowledge of astrology, and can only infer it by comparing poems and documents describing similar events, and of course, it could also be a prophetic poem, in which case every word would be an abstract reference and impossible to guess." ” In fact, Lucian's current best knowledge is astrology, and there is indeed a constellation named after "Tanos" in the ecliptic position where the sun runs, and it is to commemorate the "Sun King".
"It's certainly not a prophetic poem, it's just a folk poem that circulates near Aalto."
Deroni replied in the affirmative.
Lucien slowly organized the language: "Due to the Magic Empire's own civil wars, divisions, and the Church's westward expansion of LinkedIn, wars like meteorite falls, earth shaking, mountain collapses, and city destruction have occurred many times in the past few hundred years, and at least hundreds of similar descriptions can be found in books such as the Dark Ages Folk Poetry Collection Syracuse Wars, the Holy City Confessions, and the Chronicles of the Holy Continent. ” "The confrontation between two powerhouses in the legendary realm can have a similar effect, although it is difficult to see it in the last two or three hundred years, but in the Dawn War, in the war against heresy, this kind of rank battle is not uncommon."
Natasha nodded in agreement with Lucian.
"That's why I've always wondered what kind of battle it describes."
Drooney's slightly gloomy face showed a hint of disappointment.
Lucien laughed, "But descriptions of the bright red water submerging the lips are rare, and in Her Highness the Princess's study, there is only a remote historical document called the Marius Manuscript, which records the changes in the terrain northwest of Alto. ” "One hundred and fifteen years before the Sacred Calendar, I don't know if it was a man-made or a natural disaster, the day near Aalto fell into darkness, and a huge meteorite fell from the sky, completely destroying the remnants of the mountain peaks in the northwest direction and the magical city of Elsino, after which the earth cracked, and a strange red, not magma liquid gushed out of the ground, flooding the vicinity.
Because the blood-like liquid disappeared so quickly, there are very few documents and poems documenting it. ” Droney's expression was a little serious: "Lucien, you mean, this poem describes the scene of the birth of Lake Elsinore in the northwest of Alto, how to explain the sun's entry into the palace of Tanos" "It is said that when the Sun King Thanos reached the peak of the legendary realm, there was darkness without the sun for three full days in the capital of the Magic Empire, and it is very appropriate to describe the darkness of the sky at that time."
Natasha adds a reason for Lucian, "And the language of the poem is similar to that of the era. ” Droni nodded lightly: "It seems that this poem should have been written by the survivors of Elsinore at that time, Her Royal Highness the Princess, Lucien, can you see anything else from the poem?"
Lucien and Natasha shook their heads at the same time, and the rest was a normal description.
"Oh."
Deroni looked disappointed, but he immediately smiled, "I am very happy to know the age and background of the creation of this poem, to satisfy my long-standing curiosity, thank you Your Royal Highness Princess, thank you Lucien."
Hehe, you are a true historian, and I have consulted Mr.
Baker before, but he does not know. ” Lucien modestly replied, "I just happened to see the manuscript, and I can't be entirely sure." ” Sylvia stood up with a gentle smile: "Anyway, thank you for satisfying my father's curiosity.
Well, let's not continue on this topic, because dinner is ready, let's enjoy delicious food. ” "Lucian, taste it, one of the chefs of the Sylvia family is from Tria, and the Syracuse dishes are very distinctive, and they are rare and delicious.
Aalto's food is too monotonous and boring compared to Tria's cuisine, always potato goulash, always fried steak, always sausage, fat goose and roast chicken" Natasha expressed her strong dissatisfaction with Aalto's food, it seems that she is also a guy who likes food.
Lucien was gluttonous by her: "Then I will definitely taste it." ” Lucien has always been a "foodie", but there were no conditions to meet it before.
And even now, the chef of the Garden Villa is just average, and the daily dishes are repeated to the point where Lucien is almost numb.
Natasha complained even more: "Actually, Aalto's food is not bad, if it is in Holm, in Rentat, the daily food is grilled fish, steak, chips and salad, it is the most unpalatable dish in the whole continent, I went there once when I was a child, and I never wanted to go again." ” Holmrentat is the country across the Storm Channel, which is not well documented in historical documents, and Lucien thought silently.
Dinner at Sylvia's house was a good affair, with delicate porcelain cutlery on white napkins, three wine glasses for white water, red wine and rice, the first course for pan-seared foie gras, the second for trian fish soup, the main course for roast lamb shank and tripe stewed in white wine, followed by vegetable salad and Syracuse pudding cake.
This made Lucien have a great appetite, and after becoming a knight, his appetite also increased greatly, so he ate three servings of the main course alone.
Fortunately, Sylvia learned about Lucien's condition from Natasha, and the food prepared for him was the same as Natasha and Camille, which was much more than normal.
Regarding this incident, Delloni did not express surprise.
The cold wind of the "Ice Moon" whistled and blew, and Lucian, Natasha and Camille walked the streets of the Gisu district as if they were strolling.
Sylvia was going to give them a ride, but Natasha persuaded her to go back, and the weather was really not suitable for her to go out with a weak body.
"If it's in the Northern Fortress, it should have snowed heavily."
Natasha stretched out her white slender hand, felt the cold wind, and said to Lucien with a slightly sentimental expression.
Lucien looked up at Silvermoon: "I haven't seen snow yet, and Aalto rarely sees snowflakes. ” This is the elaboration of a "historian".
Natasha maintained that sentimental mood, and her voice was soft: "Lucian, how is your sonata, can it be completed by April 3rd, if so, I plan to recommend you to give a concert in the Chant Hall at the Aalto Festival." ” Held every three years from April 3rd to 5th, the Aalto Festival is attended by musicians from all over the world, including the Moon Elves and Golden Dwarves, who have converted to the God of Truth.
At this time, to be able to hold a concert in the Chant Hall can only be a very famous and authoritative musician.
"It should be able to be done."
Lucien thought about it for a moment and replied seriously that if a concert was to be held at such a festival, it would definitely be able to satisfy Mr.
Rhine's request.
Natasha smiled, melting the rare sentimentality in her: "I believe in you, I would advise President Christopher."
Oh, in order to give you peace of mind to compose, and to ensure that the music is performed for the first time in the Chant Hall, the serenade will not be played again during the New Year's ball, and the freshness will always bring great shock. ” "When the time comes, I will also play the dedication to Silvia, so that your piano performance will maintain a certain degree of mystery."
After all, Lucien had only played once at Phyllis's banquet in the past few months.
"I will not disappoint your expectations, Your Highness the Princess."
Lucien looked ahead with a slightly confused gaze, after the music festival, he was leaving After confirming this matter, Natasha suddenly sighed: "After I played for Sylvia last night, I didn't even think of romantic language, I just praised Sylvia's beauty.
Lucian, try to think of what a beautiful picture it is to get up from the piano, walk up to the beautiful lady, and slowly hold her right hand in the beautiful melody that still seems to float in the beautiful melody of a beautiful piano piece.
If at this time, there are one or two more affectionate and romantic words, which will definitely move her and make her remember it forever. ” "I have no experience."
Lucien replied with a blank face, why did the topic come in this direction again.
Natasha didn't relent, but continued to ask: "Lucian, help me think about which words to say at this time are the most romantic and touching to the heart" Lucien turned his head to look at her seriously: "At this time, there is only one sentence for the most romantic words. ” "What is it" Natasha was very curious.
"Marry me."
Lucien looked at Natasha with a smile.
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Natasha: "It's a problem, but I'll try to fix it."
Lucien, you also have to try to find the object of your efforts, hey, do you need me to explain it to you?"
In the relaxed interaction, the distance between Sylvia's house and Lucien's villa was quickly completed.
The first week of the first month of the month is called.
The third edition of the Music Review published a commentary-type message: A piano piece worth a manor "On the occasion of the hustle and bustle of the New Year's ball, I was fortunate to hear a pure and beautiful piano piece, its melody is simple, but it is beautiful and pleasant, without too much skill, but it flows through everyone's heart like a clear spring, and its simple and beautiful feeling is remembered under the background of gorgeous music before and after."
"This is a new composition composed by our Aalto musical genius Lucian Evans, entitled Dedicated to Sylvia, but in my opinion, it is more like a dedication to Natasha and to our esteemed princess, so it is so loved by Her Royal Highness that it was given to Evans a manor in the suburbs."
"This is perhaps the most valuable piano piece in the history of music, and many musicians have never owned a estate in their lifetime."
"Of course, I am not jealous of Mr.
Lucien Evans's adventures, because this piece brings back fond memories of my past because of his talent."
As the reward of a manor estate was so staggering that it was reported in the music review and most of the other relevant newspapers, Lucien was once again bathed in all kinds of stares.
However, what makes Lucien helpless is that I don't know when it started, and more and more people within the association jokingly call themselves "historians".
And they really asked Lucian about the history, poetry and other questions they encountered in the creation, and got a satisfactory answer from the mouth of the "friendly and gentle" genius musician Lucian, so "historian" became Lucian's lingering nickname, and even spread in Aalto.
To be continued: