Wise first smiled and replied to Betty: "When I was at Baron Habero's castle, thanks to your protection, Mr.
Mars and I were completely unharmed, and we didn't miss a finger.
Even if Betty didn't ask, I would have invited you to my concert.
Then he looked at Lucien with a little confusion, "Mr.
Evans, do you need my help with anything to the concert, and would you like to accept my invitation?"
Since Lucien has always emphasized that he does not have a knighthood, everyone still continues to call him Mr. instead of Lord or Lord.
"Yes, Mr.
Evans, if you have something to do with the concert, I can barely help."
Mars looked grateful for the rest of his life.
He shuddered and had nightmares at the thought of being surrounded by evil, rotting undead creatures before, if it weren't for the fact that he was just an ordinary musical advisor to Baron Habero, who often traveled back and forth between Grey Mist Town and Corser, and also attended the high-class social salons and banquets in Corser, if he had become a corpse puppet and could easily be discovered, he would have been covered in pus and rot.
Betty, Simon, and Joanna were delighted at Wise's invitation, but looked at Lucian equally strangely, why did Mr.
Evans go to the Musicians' Guild, is he also a music lover, but along the way, he just listened to Wise's musical exchanges with himself and others, and rarely interjected.
Maybe he has friends in the Corser-City Musicians Association.
Lucien shook his head: "Thank you, Mr.
Wise, for your kindness, I may not have time to attend your concert."
As for my affairs, it is just a small matter, and I would like to send a letter to my friends with the help of the resources of the Corser-City Musicians Association.
Mr.
Mars, you know, apart from the Church, the most frequent communication between countries is the Musicians' Association, and music reviews and symphonic reports can be found in every city on the mainland.
"The only difference is how much lag there is.
Although there are messengers in this world, there is no postal system that extends in all directions, especially between different countries, ordinary people can only rely on passing caravans and travelers to send letters to distant places.
Of course, ordinary people don't have many relatives and friends far away.
Old Mr.
Mars bowed his head lightly and smiled: "Mr.
Evans, you are a knight, if you really want to ask, the association will not refuse, but it will not let the Hasmir Eagle deliver the letter for you, and will also charge you a high fee."
Hehe, although I am a little older, I still have some status in the Corser-City Musicians Association, and I will help you with it, Mr.
Evans, to ensure that your letter reaches your friends in the shortest possible time. ” Lucien, the "Hasmir Eagle", knew that except for ordinary animals, they were all magical creatures, and he had never heard of this breed of eagle.
Wisewin smiled and said, "This is a specialty of the Principality of Djibouti, a huge and extremely fast eagle.
It also has the ability to discern directions and routes when tamed, and it only takes ten days to travel between Coser and Aalto.
Hehe, so in the Principality of Djibouti's Musicians Association, you can see the latest issue of music reviews and symphony guides after the 5th to 7th of every month. ” "Today is the second of July, and it looks like it will be a few days before we can see the latest issues of these two newspapers."
Lucien replied with regret, because he might have seen the current situation of Natasha, Victor, and others from the articles in these two newspapers, "It just so happens that my friend is in Aalto, please Mr.
Mars, please help me deal with it, so that they can receive my letter in a few days." ” The wrinkles on Mars's old-fashioned face widened: "I feel much better to be able to help you, Mr.
Evans."
In fact, even without me, Mr.
Wise would be able to help you with the level of attention he has received from the association. ” "Mr.
Mars, you've won the award, I'm just a newcomer to the music path."
Wise replied modestly.
Mars nodded slightly, turned around, and led the way towards the Corser's Musicians Association.
Lucien handed Simon the cost of the last day's hire: "Thank you very much for your help along the way, I hope you can start regular knight training as soon as possible."
There may be a chance to meet again in the future. ” "Thank you, Mr.
Evans.
But I don't think it's the final moment of goodbye yet, because I'm going to follow you to the Musicians' Guild, and I happen to be in with Mr.
Wise and Mr.
Mars.
Hehe, I've always wanted to visit the Musicians' Guild," Betty said preemptively, then winked playfully at her sister and brother-in-law.
"On my own behalf, I would like to welcome Miss Betty to the Corser-City Musicians Association."
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Wise chuckled and said, "Mr.
Simon, Ms.
Joanna, are you all together?"
Joanna glared at Betty, and said helplessly with the same curiosity: "Then let's go and have a look." ” Although Coser City is a large city in the south-central part of the continent, it is less than a fifth of Aalto's, and it didn't take long for Lucien and others to see the quaint iron-gray four-story building of the Musicians' Guild.
The guards here were stricter than those of the Aalto Musicians' Association, and they stood in front of the iron railings, and did not let strangers enter until they saw Mars, a well-known musician, and he sent him to report to the directors of the Society, who was in charge of the regular affairs of the Society, because Mr.
Wise, who had been invited.
All kinds of beautiful crystal ornaments, huge oil paintings of different musicians, soft and silent dark red carpets, soft and bright large spaces, together make up the hall of the Corserville Musicians Association.
Just as Betty, Joanna and the others were curiously looking around, a middle-aged man in a black suit with a friendly smile greeted him with a lot of people.
"Hello, Mr.
Wise, I would like to extend a heartfelt welcome and thank you for coming to our concert in Corser.
I'm the director of the board of directors, Casper, and they're the musicians and musicians who are currently staying in the association.
Casper shook Wise's hands very warmly, a talented musician who was famous in the capital of the Principality, and there was no one in Corser City who could truly be called a musician.
Wise smiled indifferently, "Mr.
Casper, you made me feel the warmth and sincerity of Corser" The ordinary musicians and musicians in the back also gathered around, welcoming Wise with the same eagerness and excitement, and even exchanged music directly in the hall, discussing the repertoire prepared by Wise, and squeezed Lucian, Mars, and Betty to the periphery.
"It's so magnificent" Seeing the grand welcome to Wise from the Corser-City Musicians Association, Betty not only didn't mind being squeezed outside, but exclaimed with a twinkle in her eyes, "And the melody they discussed sounded so good" Joanna looked at her husband Simon with a slightly confused gaze: "When you activate the power of the bloodline to become a knight, we will return to our hometown once, and we will definitely receive the same grand welcome." ” The feeling of being respected and liked by everyone is loved by everyone, and Simon is no exception, and he nodded heavily: "I will definitely start formal knight training as soon as possible according to Mr.
Evans's admonition." ” Lucien, who was next to him, looked at such a lively scene and smiled at Mars: "Mr.
Mars, I'll go to the counter to write a letter and visit you to help me deal with it." ” "I'll follow you and tell Miss Chrissy."
Mars pointed to the seventeen or eighteen-year-old black-haired girl, who was trying to look at Wise, who was surrounded by her feet, her neck stretched.
"Chrissy."
When the two of them walked to the counter, they saw that the girl did not turn to say hello, and Mars called out.
Chrissy didn't reply, and waved her white palm: "I'll talk about something later." ” Mars shook his head amusedly, coughed heavily, and then his voice was slightly amplified: "Chrissy." ” "Hello Mr.
Mars, is there anything I need to do?"
asked Chrissy, startled, and quickly stood up straight, with trepidation.
Mars escaped death, in a good mood, and was more open-minded, and did not pursue the little girl's impoliteness, and pointed to Lucian: "Give Mr.
Evans paper, pen and envelope."
When he finished writing, he arranged for the Eagle messenger to send him to the Aalto Musicians Association as soon as possible. ” "It eats a lot of meat, and it costs a lot of money to fly once."
Chrissy asked in a whisper as she took out a pen and paper and handed it to Lucien.
Mars's serious face wrenched: "I'll coordinate." ” Chrissy stuck out her tongue quietly, didn't say anything, and took out another stack of newspapers: "Mr.
Mars, this is the latest issue of the Music Review and Symphony Herald, do you need to buy it?"
"Latest" Lucien, who was unfolding the envelope, looked up and asked Mars in the same confusion.
Chrissy nodded slightly: "Well, this issue was published in advance, and I just arrived in Corser City yesterday." ” "Can you give me a copy of the early publication," Lucien pulled out a gold taler.
On the other side, Wise also heard the conversation between the three of them, and walked over with the crowd welcoming him, "Beautiful lady, can you give me a share of the money for Mr.
Evans and Mr.
Mars."
Although Betty and Joanna's family did not know the written word, they heard the pronunciation of the two most famous music newspapers, the Music Review and the Symphony Herald, and they also came over curiously.
"Okay, Mr.
Wise."
Chrissy blushed as she handed the newspaper first to Wise, then Mars, and finally to Lucien.
Wise opened the newspaper and smiled in surprise: "Mr.
Lucien Evans has composed another piano sonata" "Yes.
I saw it yesterday and it was a fantastically beautiful first movement.
Director Caspar echoed with an exaggerated expression of intoxication, and Betty became extremely excited.
Wise nodded slightly, humming a melody softly, sad and sweet, soft and melodious.
Lucien, who was on the side, heard their conversation, and was really puzzled when he had composed a new piano sonata But as the familiar melody sounded, Lucien immediately guessed who had done it.
Lucien flipped through the newspaper in his hand and saw the familiar sheet music and the byline commentary directly on the second page of the Music Review.
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"This is a piano sonata composed by the famous musician Mr.
Lucian Evans during his travels, although it is only the first movement, but it still makes us feel the wonderful melody, the quiet musical atmosphere and the innovation of the piano sonata genre format, breaking the familiar arrangement of fast and slow."
"Whenever I hear this first movement, I am reminded of the sparkling surface of the lake under the moonlight, which is so peaceful and dreamy."
"Natasha Vaorit" "Sure enough, it's her, but what would she suddenly think of helping me deliver the first movement of the moonlight," Lucien thought with a frown, very puzzled.
"It's such a beautiful, beautiful melody."
Just listening to Wise's soft hum, Betty couldn't help but admire, "It turns out that there is a new piece of music from Mr.
Evans, no wonder it will be published in advance." ” "Publish in advance" Lucien thought of something, and hurriedly flipped to the first edition, only to see that the date on it was written in red words one size larger than usual: June 26, 816.
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