The streets of the Municipal Square and the nearby boroughs were crowded with people, and the black pressure was like a tide rushing in the night, some of them clapped wildly with tears of emotion, some of them shouted the name of Lucian Evans with excitement, especially the people who surrounded the crystal wall that gradually disappeared after the music stopped, and shouted loudly over and over again with tears on their faces: "Lucien Evans" No other piece of music has touched their hearts in such a way, with all that they can experience in life, with unbearable suffering, hardships, glorious victories, true joy, as well as music and devotional praise that Fabrini sings the beginning of Ode to Joy, and they shudder uncontrollably from soul to body.
This feeling did not subside long after the symphony ended, so that even though they could no longer see the Hall of Chants, the master who brought this incomparable music from the true God to the world, they still expressed their worship, respect and affection.
And behind the crazy scene, in the chant hall that they couldn't see, a small number of nobles, priests, and bishops who still maintained their sanity could not react to watch Lucien Evans in a black tuxedo slowly fall to the ground like a fallen angel with an elegant but tragic feeling, this scene was engraved in their pupils and in their memories.
Then, as if a silver-purple lightning bolt pierced the space, Natasha, who was wearing a purple evening dress, suddenly appeared on the stage, hugged Lucien before he actually fell to the ground, and then kicked his feet and flew back to the VIP box quickly, leaving only the aristocrats who rushed around the stage in a frenzy of stunned.
She reacted faster than anyone else, and when everyone came back to it, she added a lot of ambiguous conjectures.
"Bishop Gosse, please treat Lucien" Natasha maintained the composure that everyone was used to, but her tone and eyes still revealed a little anxiety, and her fair and slender right hand was tightly clasped with the ten fingers of Lucian's right hand, refusing to let go.
Cardinal Gosse solemnly drew a cross on his chest: "Only the most devout believers of the Lord can compose such a sacred and magnificent symphony of praise, so rest assured, Your Highness Princess, that the true God will not let Mr.
Evans die, and I will do my best to heal him." ” Victor on the side anxiously wanted to confirm Lucian's condition, but Natasha was like a mother guarding her child, a knight guarding the lord, holding Lucian in her arms in a way that excluded others, and refused to let go of her hand.
This left Victor spinning around in distraction, watching as the emblem of truth held by Gosse lit up with a milky white divine light shining on Lucian.
Through her clenched hands, Natasha quietly poured the power of her Heavenly Knight level into Lucian's body, suppressing and covering up his soul anomaly.
And because Lucien was not on the verge of death, Gosse only used the regular divine art to check, and did not directly burst out with all his strength to observe from the inside out.
After dozens of seconds, in the eyes of everyone's concerned and anxious eyes, Gosse smiled: "Mr.
Evans fainted only when he was sick and too excited, and it is not a very serious matter."
Of course, if he doesn't receive treatment and drags on for another week or two, then even with the power of a knight, he will actually die.
But now, I think everything is okay and the Lord will bless him. ” Healing is not a panacea, at least from the church's point of view, it is by stimulating the vitality of the person himself.
If this person loses his life force due to a long-term illness, and when there is not much left, he has to declare that he is on the verge of real death, and he is about to be called by the Lord's grace, and no amount of healing magic can cure him, unless it is the "resurrection technique" performed by the god of truth in myths and legends What Gosse didn't say was that Lucien Evans seemed to be a second-class knight, but he was relieved to think of his "relationship" with Natasha.
"But why did Lucien get sick, as a young knight, he couldn't have been sick if it weren't for the plague or his extremely poor physical condition."
After hearing that it was not too serious, Natasha asked calmly.
In fact, she knew very well that this was the four-ring magic "Blight Technique" that Lucien had cast on her body a few weeks ago.
Lucien has not treated him after using the "disease technique", but only relied on the self-healing ability of the second-level knight to resist, so that it gradually developed from a magical disease to a lingering natural disease over many days, so as not to be seen by others.
Gosse was silent for a few seconds before replying, "Maybe it's because Mr.
Evans's internal organ injury wasn't treated in time. ” "I see, please Bishop Gossey and treat Lucien quickly."
Natasha is very "clear" about the current situation, and does not dwell on the cause of her illness, the most important thing at the moment is to treat Lucian.
Cardinal Gosse stretched out his hands and emitted a pure light full of divine meaning, and after it shone on Lucian's body, he could clearly see a cloud of black smoke rising from Lucian's body, which seemed to be made of countless small "bugs" that were difficult to see with the naked eye.
The third-level magic "Removing Disease", a non-powerful, low-level but very symptomatic healing technique Natasha, who was still suppressing and covering up the abnormality of Lucian's soul, saw those small black "bugs" slowly turn into white smoke and disappear completely in the pure light, and her face showed a trace of relaxation and joy.
Seeing his daughter's expression, and looking at their right hands clasped tightly with their fingers crossed, Grand Duke Vaorit's emotions were very complicated, ranging from the melancholy and anger of every father who loved his daughter after witnessing her about to be abducted by some bastard boy, and the joy that she had finally returned to normal and no longer had to worry about being attacked and cut off from her blood.
Seeing the Grand Duke's complicated expression, Count Lafati laughed in a low voice: "A quasi-knight is also a knight, at least it stimulates the power of the bloodline, which is much better than casually finding an ordinary person." ” Once Grand Duke Vaorit revealed to Count La Fati and others that no matter whether the blood power was stimulated, whether it was a nobleman or not, and whether or not Natasha was really pulled back to the right path, as long as his daughter could marry and have children normally on the surface, he would agree with one eye closed.
"Yes," said Archduke Vaorit, with a long sigh.
After performing the "Remove Disease", Gossey used a four-ring magic technique "Restoration Technique", and then everyone saw Lucien slowly open his eyes and look around as if he was a little confused: "What's wrong?"
Victor said with concern and regret: "Lucian, you are too careless about your body, you still have to compose music with such a serious illness, and you still have to insist on holding concerts, and you have to conduct yourself, is it necessary to postpone the concert until you are well with your current status, can't it be forgotten by people after you are well?"
A series of questions touched Lucian's emotions, and he replied with some emotion: "I was wrong, Mr.
Victor."
But as you know, with inspiration and passion, you can't stop.
Well, I'll rest and recuperate in the future. ” Gosse nodded slightly: "Mr.
Evans, your illness and not all your injuries have been cured, but you have lost and consumed too much vitality, and you will need a long period of recuperation to recover your weakened body." ” "Hehe, Lucien, that scene almost scared my old man's heart to stop, but it was worth it to hear the symphony of Ode to Joy at this price."
Christopher saw that there was nothing wrong with Lucien, so he was half joking and half relaxed.
Natasha first exhaled softly, and then said to Gosse seriously: "Bishop Gosse, I'll send Lucien back first, and then discuss his injury with you." ” "Natasha, remember to relay the news that I'm okay to Franz, Fabricini, and everyone else who saw me fall, and don't let them worry about me."
Lucien turned his head and said to Natasha.
Natasha nodded lightly: "Don't worry, I will tell the guards to announce, the most important thing for you is to rest and recover." ” Seeing them talking as if no one was around, seeing that Lucien, who had recovered, was still leaning on Natasha's arms without resistance, the two of them could almost breathe, and the expressions of the people in the VIP box such as Grand Duke Waorit, Christopher, and Victor all became slightly strange and ambiguous.
It wasn't until Natasha flew away with Lucien in her arms that they came to their senses, and they all peeked at Archduke Vaorit with strange congratulatory eyes, which made Archduke even more melancholy.
In mid-air, Natasha said proudly: "Lucian, after you die, my father should not force me to marry for a long time." ” Then she said in a sad tone: "He will understand my pain of losing two lovers in a row, and understand the blow I have suffered because of this" "Natasha, your acting skills are really good."
Lucien was heartily amazed.
Natasha laughed, "That's great, I also like to watch opera" "But when you offered to exchange death for the church's tacit understanding, did you have this in mind, and wanted to use me to get rid of the pressure that the Grand Duke exerted on you," Lucien snorted.
Natasha smiled dryly, "What I just thought of" "It's okay, we're good friends, Natasha, admit it frankly, I'm not going to be angry."
Lucien raised an eyebrow as Natasha did.
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Natasha looked around, "Well, I need to get you home quickly, so I can put pressure on Bishop Gosse so that you can plan the next step." ” Camille flew to the side, looking at them with a blank face.
In the chant hall, the nobles breathed a sigh of relief when they learned that Lucien Evans had just fainted with excitement, and then slowly walked out with still excitement.
They didn't know now that the scene they had just seen Lucien slowly collapsing in the midst of a frenzied scene of enthusiasm was their last impression of the great musician.
After Christopher, Victor, Othello and others walked out of the chant hall, they saw the crowd still in the nearby town square and the surrounding streets, and heard their loud calls, and couldn't help but sigh: "I have never seen such a crazy scene, and it may be difficult to reproduce it before I die." ” "Yes, but Ode to Joy is well deserved."
Othello, who has no resistance to such solemn and sacred music, said very seriously: "In my opinion, this is the pinnacle of symphonic music to date, unparalleled" Even if Master Christopher was around, he would have said so.
To be continued: