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Chapter Twenty-Six: The Missed Music Festival


The two-handed greatsword in Lucian's hand was unpretentious, introverted, and had a sacred and solemn flavor in the faint luster, but what made Leo's body and voice tremble was not that it might be valuable, but that it was very familiar, like the two-handed greatsword he had seen Ivanovsky hold when he chased Lucian that night.

"Leo, you have a good eye, this two-handed greatsword is called the Purifier, and the last owner is Ivanovsky.

When he pursued me, I struck me in turn. ” Lucian smiled calmly and lightly, not at all worried that the exposure of the "Purifier" greatsword would make people suspect that he knew about the existence of the Necromantic Realm, because at that time, Ivanovsky used his excellent and superb "acting skills" to convince everyone that he was here to chase him, instead of running away towards the gap in the Necromantic Realm at the bottom of the mine.

And in the process of chasing and killing, it is not strange that he was killed by himself in a remote mountain forest with the help of terrain, traps arranged in advance, powerful magic items, etc., especially Nikonov did not find any traces of a battle at the bottom of the mine, nor did he see Ivanovsky in the necromantic world, so the previous inference is undoubtedly the only "real" result.

In addition, it is not easy for a mid-level magician to seduce, hint, and control a strong-willed knight, and it is impossible if he encounters a "disturbing" bloodline like Ivanovsky.

His resistance to magic is very high, combined with his own will, unless he is a high-level magician, it is possible to charm and control him, and if he wants to ask from his mouth about the existence of such a secret in the necromantic world that he does not dare to reveal in his subconscious, at least the nine-ring magic needs to "invade the mind", otherwise as soon as he is asked, he will be sober due to a strong violation of his physical and mental will like being controlled to commit suicide.

In fact, the reverse is true, if it weren't for the extremely small possibility of Ivanovsky being caught and tortured to reveal this secret, the big people behind him would not have told him about the existence of the necromantic world and how to enter it.

From the comparison of the list of saints who opposed the pope at the Supreme Theological Council and the list of cardinals who surrounded and suppressed the "Pale Lord" Wilfrid, Lucien thought that he had stood in front of the secret door that could shock the whole world, and could vaguely perceive the problem, and had a deeper understanding of the value of the necromantic world, and understood that once the matter of his knowledge of his existence was exposed, not to mention others, at least the current pope and saints of the Northern Church, the big men would definitely take action to erase themselves in person, regardless of their face.

These two lists, the Northern Church is clearly placed in front of the world, and there is no worry about letting people see them, because the premise of understanding the real strangeness of these two lists is that it must be clear that although the "Pale Lord" Wilfried is not missing, he has a close relationship with the missing legendary magicians, and has conducted a mysterious experiment together, and knows the existence of the necromantic world, and knows that there are secrets about immortality hidden in the depths of the necromantic world, and most people who know these things can guess some information without looking at these two lists.

Therefore, even though the Council of Magic collected the historical materials of the respective churches in the north and south, it was unable to find anything from them.

After Leo heard Lucian's plain answer, although he was only middle-aged, his face with deep wrinkles at the corners of his eyes suddenly became blank and empty, as if the meaning of his life had suddenly disappeared, and his hands trembled visibly with the naked eye, showing the agitated emotions that he could not calm down in his heart.

Lucien looked at him quietly, did not speak, and after a full five minutes, Leo reluctantly smiled with mixed emotions: "Thank you, sir, for avenging me." ” His voice was full of intense joy and deep regret, loss, and confusion.

Lucien understood his feelings very well, because if it were him, an enemy who killed his entire family was not killed by himself, and he would have the same loss and regret if he witnessed him die.

"The dead will eventually pass," Lucien spoke slowly, ready to comfort Leo, but Leo interrupted Lucian a little erratically, "Master, please allow me to go and be quiet for a few minutes." ” With Lucien nodding slightly in understanding, Leo walked towards a boulder next to him, his steps seemed to be calm and steady, but after taking a few steps, he almost tripped over a small rock and tree roots, and his tall body stumbled forward.

After coming to the boulder, Leo knelt on one knee without hesitation, kissed the dry moss on the stone with his lips, drew an orthodox cross on his chest with his right hand, and muttered names such as "Diana" and "Mile Hail".

Lucien took a few steps to the side, not eavesdropping on what he was praying for, and the knights who had grown up in the kingdom of the Church, whether they truly believed in the God of Truth or not, whether they had completely violated the holy scriptures of the Church, whether they had done blasphemous things, when they were in a state of agitation, when they were unconscious, would draw crosses and pray.

This is a deep imprint of being preached since childhood, and being carried in and out of church by parents before they have the ability to discern, and it has nothing to do with piety.

"Childhood experiences do have a strong influence on everyone's behavior patterns, and this can also serve as a direction for arcane research."

Lucien thought thoughtlessly.

A few minutes later, Leo slowly walked back, and he said a little tiredly: "Master, let's go, and leave the Urals quickly."

The Night's Watch and the Knights are chasing them like mad dogs, and if it weren't for the many times I've smuggled around the neighborhood, I'm afraid it would have been hard to avoid them. ” He has brought back the complex emotions of bitterness, relief, loss, regret, sadness and joy back to the bottom of his heart, and has conscientiously fulfilled his duties as a guide and fulfilled his obligations.

Then he took out a pair of boots painted with dark gold patterns: "Master, this is the boot I picked up from the corpse of that magician, it seems to have the ability to teleport at short distances. ” "Dodge Boots, a Level 3 medium magic item, can increase the agility of a mage to the level of a Level 3 Knight, and at the same time teleport twice a three-ring magic short-range teleportation every two times."

After Lucien examined the boots, he smiled in agreement with Leo's suggestion: "Okay, let's go straight through the Ural Mountains, the monsters here are still within my reach, and I have the Wizard's Hut. ” After saying that, Lucien comforted him again: "Leo, when you get to Aalto, stay and live there, don't go back to the Eastern Exile, I think you should also reconsider the matter of your descendants."

This purifier two-handed greatsword you hold first, it can come in handy when dealing with monsters in the mountains. ” Hearing the word descendant, Leo's expression became complicated again, in this world of bloodline inheritance power, title, possessions, and glory, most people value their descendants very much.

Leo silently took the "Purifier" as if thinking about something, examined it carefully, and then carried it and opened the way in front of Lucian.

The evening of April 20th in the twilight of spring.

A horse-drawn carriage drove into the small town of Massawa from the northern province of Tiran, which was only half a day's journey from Aalto.

The "blonde" Lucien, accompanied by "Butler" Leo, stepped out of the carriage and into the familiar inn, while looking at the crowd that seemed to be crowded.

"On April 9, 416 A.D., I set out from Aalto and arrived here.

It was almost exactly three years.

Lucien thought with a little emotion, and a sense of intimacy arose in his heart, as if he was about to return to his "hometown".

After leaving the Urals, Lucien and Leo traveled all the way through the depths of the mountains, encountering many monster attacks, but they all relied on the magic strength of the four rings to solve the problem and successfully reached the northern fortress.

Guarded by two legendary powerhouses, Divine Radiance and Chaos Serpent, the Northern Fortress Lucien and Leo made their way around the towering snow-capped peaks into the Duchy of Valorit, but they were delayed for a long time, delaying their arrival at the end of March until late April.

Massawa is a small town, and it does not belong directly to the Grand Duke, so there is nothing particular about this inn, the hall is the dining room, and many guests with different accents and dresses are dining, and they have no so-called aristocratic etiquette when they eat, and they talk to each other warmly.

"This Aalto Music Festival is much worse than three years ago, but it can be regarded as a grand festival of mainland music, so I was reluctant to leave, and I stayed for more than a week."

A middle-aged man in a silk shirt who was obviously worth a lot of money said to the three guests who shared a table with him.

Lucien came to his senses when he heard this, this year was another year for the Aalto Festival, but unfortunately he couldn't catch up: "But that's okay, Natasha should have come out of the bottom of the convent, you have to contact her first."

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a swagger to go back as a musician to underestimate the church's ability to gather information."

Due to his own Holm Crown Award and his reputation in the Magical Council, Lucien was not careless and continued to disguise, as it is likely that the church has linked the genius wizard Lucian Evans x with the great musician Lucian Evans.

Leo walked up to the middle-aged man under Lucian's gaze and asked politely, "Hello, sir, the table in the hall is full, only your long table is still vacant, I don't know if we can sit here." ” Lucien hopes to inquire more about recent events and news from his friends before returning to Aalto, and after tonight he builds the "Professor's Infrasound Resonance" into his soul as his fifth four-ring magic, he will set off directly to "return" to Aalto tomorrow.

"There is no problem, the people who rushed to Aalto during this time are returning one after another, and the hotels along the way are crowded."

The middle-aged man saw that Lucien was handsome in appearance, elegant in manners, and had a butler with him, who seemed to be a nobleman, so he agreed very politely, and the other three guests had no opinion.

Under Leo's service, Lucien sat down at the table and smiled, "Hello, I'm Michel from the ancient kingdom of Syracuse, I don't know what to call you" "I'm Grinton who travels back and forth between the Dark Mountain Fortress and does business with Alto and Tria."

The middle-aged businessman replied with a smile, and the other two male and female guests also introduced themselves.

Lucien pretended to sigh regretfully: "I originally went to Aalto to attend the music festival, but unfortunately I encountered a lot of things on the way as if I was haunted by bad luck, and I ended up being more than ten days late and missed the music festival, which is really a pity."

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I listened to you, Mr.

Greenton, and it seems that you have just returned from Aalto, can you tell me about the festival?"

"It's a shame."

"Actually, this festival is very good, but because the festival three years ago was unprecedented, and it was full of profound significance of musical change and inheritance, so in comparison, without the participation of two great musicians, Maestro Christopher and Mr.

Lucian Evans, this festival seems much more ordinary, which makes many people slightly disappointed." ” "Of course, Mr.

Victor's concert in the Chant Hall was just as beautiful and genuinely musical, and it was of a high standard."

To be continued: