Throne of Magical Arcana

In October, Aalto seemed to be the fruit decorated on the cake, sweet but slightly cold, and the vast area nearby was dyed with a layer of golden color, which matched with the falling lava trees in the city, and weaved a picture together. The poetic picture, and the melodious music that can be heard faintly, everything seems so quiet and beautiful, worthy of the title of "the capital of music".

"Only the Melzer Black Forest will always be dominated by black ..." Natasha looked at the Black Forest on the other side quietly, and said with emotion, her long purple hair was blown back by the autumn wind. .

This black forest has left her many memories of hardships, pains and gains. Whether it is the rigorous knight training in the girlhood or the encounters in it, it is an experience she will never forget.

"Black fir, a peculiar tree near the Black Mountains, is suspected to have been infected by a strange space ..." Lucian said in a polymath.

Natasha couldn't help but be teased by his straightforward answer: "Why it is black all year round does not make any sense to me. It is significant that I have been chased and killed by dogheads in it. Eating tree fruits in such a way that the whole body is in pain, the poisoned paralysis can't move when it falls to the ground, and the abdominal wound can only be escaped by someone ...

明白 She understood that Lucien's answer was to deliberately distract her and return herself from the "musician" to the "knight", so that she could happily conduct the "Aalto Day Tour".

"Have you ever been chased down by a doghead? I think that with your fighting talent, even if you don't inspire blood power, there is no problem in crushing the doghead." Lucian asked with interest. In his mind, Na Tasha has been a "Valkyrie" since she was a child.

Natasha's mouth slipped away: "I can easily handle ten or less dogheads. The problem is that there were hundreds of dogheads at that time, and one was able to cast talents!"

"What the **** did you do, let the tribal dogheads jointly kill you?" Lucian said funnyly.

Natasha gave a "er" and raised her right arm: "I don't remember!"

"You don't always say that you have a good memory ..."

"Everyone makes mistakes, anyway, they don't remember well!"

The two of them walked slowly along the clear waters of the Belem River, enjoying the familiar river breeze, and smilingly recalled the past.

Suddenly, Natasha stopped, pointed at the remote river bank full of garbage, and smirked and looked at Lucien: "Is this where you harvest the first bucket of gold?"

"Yes, thanks to Her Royal Highness for losing a nightingale veil, which made me the first step to successfully get rid of the poor." Looking at the garbage dump, Lucian still felt quite authentic.

There, a few poorly-dressed poor people were enduring the stench and looking for valuable things. On the river embankment next to them stood a brawny man with a large waist and round arms, who supervised them with arms around him. Even the golden moon, he also Only wearing a thin brown coat.

Natasha sighed slightly: "After all, this is controlled by the gang."

"After the Aaron Gangster, Aalto City seems to have a new gangster." Lucian was not surprised, only with emotion, based on the actual situation of Aalto, the birth of a new gangster is sooner or later.

The gangster beater noticed that a man and a woman on the riverside were looking at himself and the poor people who were looking for garbage below. He wanted to warn them not to worry about it, but found that they were dressed like aristocrats, so they were not reckless. Turning his head, pretending to admire the river and quietly watching each other's actions.

Kushiro and Natasha did nothing, continued to bathe in the river breeze, and walked towards the gates of the market area, which let the gangster thugs breathe a long sigh of relief.

At this time, it was Lentat's tea time. For the goalkeepers of Aalto, it happened to be the most tired and least wanted time, so they slightly scanned Lucian and Natasha who changed their appearance slightly. See you. They were all well-dressed, and they waved them into the gate.

Familiar and noisy market area, the universal language of Aalto accent, which is very different from Rantat but also familiar with the style of clothing, immediately gave Lucian and Natasha the most intuitive shock.

"The market area hasn't changed at all, as if we have never left ..." Natasha often went from the gate to the manor outside the city, and often wore a veil to find strange and interesting things, so the market area No stranger.

Lucien nodded and took a deep breath. The familiar smell of roast meat, spices, dyes, smoke, wine, and all kinds of odors made him seem to be back in the past, and it was difficult in the market area. To discuss the beginning of life.

"I used to carry goods here. At that time, I was not strong enough, and a pack of goods could weigh me down ..." Lucian pointed to some small shops on the street.

Natasha smiled and listened, followed him through the market area, pointing to a shop from time to time:

"This grocery store has a history of fifty years. When I first came here, my grandpa was entertaining guests. Now he looks like a grandson ..."

"... the boss recognized me when I bought the ancient lyre and almost fainted ..."

Kushiro was also full of memories of the market area: "... On this street, John and I knocked down the Aaron gangsters ..."

That was the beginning of my initial identification and true integration into the world.

行 A pedestrian watching these two men and women like aristocratic couples strolling around the market area leisurely, pointing and pointing from time to time, is inevitably strange, but how could Lucian and Natasha care about their eyes.

Walking and walking, the two passed through the market area and entered the administrative area. The pedestrians began to decrease and the street gradually became quiet. Only a street musician and a bard were playing different music, creating a musical The ocean gives people a sense of sublimation while walking.

Natasha listened carefully and laughed a while later: "String major serenade in G major ..." Moonlight "..." Second Movement "The second movement ..." Sadness "... Dedicated to," Dedicated to the West "Elvia" ... I don't think you have been away from Aalto for so long, your music is often played, the more the street artist and the bard played the more the more representative of its popularity, the classic music really does not care They are classics all the time ... "

"There are also your marches ..." Lava trees on both sides fluttered with golden leaves. Lucien listened attentively and distinguished different tunes.

Natasha snorted proudly, and then sighed slightly: "But compared to the previous time, the frequency of your repertoire is greatly reduced, and most of the music you just heard are the latest excellent music."

Both are concerned about the development of Aalto's music and are no strangers to the outstanding ones.

"This is a good thing, things are constantly evolving, always sticking to the previous improvement and not doing anything, it only shows that Aalto's music is dead. Fortunately, we don't hear that." Don't mind authentic.

Natasha did not answer for the time being, but pulled Lucian to stop outside a restaurant and listened to the street musician at the door playing "Sadness" on the piano. This is recognized as a very difficult work, but he played very hard. Freely, so many Alto who understand music stop and watch.

前 His early depression, depression, pain, and tragedy were created very well, so when the last movement popped out the bursting, high-pitched notes with dazzling movements, he could especially bring the emotions of the surrounding audience.

Crackling, after the piano performance, there was a warm applause.

年轻 The young piano player seemed a little unexpected about his popularity, sitting idly behind the piano for a long time without a response.

He is a music enthusiast who came to Alto to pursue his dream. He believes that the foundation of music is solid, has excellent talents, and will definitely achieve extraordinary achievements. But these months of encounters have plunged him into a strong self-doubt, let him Pain, lingering, depression, and depression, and the stretch of life made him have to accept the restaurant owner's request. Who knows that today's performance will be such a welcome?

"Very good, not pale performance, with emotional resonance." Natasha applauded gently, then took out a coin, ready to throw it to the street artist like other listeners.

However, her movements were stopped by Lucian, and she said funnyly: "Are you going to give him 'Queen Gold Coin'?"

Due to the expulsion of the Church in the South, the Kingdom of Holm is also re-forging coins. Unlike the common currency, the Queen's gold coin is equivalent to Kintal, except that the Queen's head is engraved on it.

Natasha Gan smiled: "Ha, didn't notice, do you have Kintal?"

Balusian shook her head, took the Queen's gold coin, and rubbed it with her thumb, and then the Queen's gold coin became Quintal.

The young performer came back to God, thanking the listeners around him, and suddenly he saw a bling coin falling in front of himself.

"Kintal?" He froze suddenly, right?

A gentle voice sounded in his ear: "He played very well, integrated his feelings and understanding into the music, and gave this music a distinctive personal style. This is very rare, but you There are still some problems with my playing and understanding of music ... "

"Question?" The performer has not returned to God, and then heard Lucien's words of explanation and analysis, each of which is in his heart, because most of them are places that I have always felt awkward for a long time, and there are also some I feel very satisfied, but after hearing it, I found that the experience was ridiculously wrong.

After a while, he really woke up and found that the gentleman and his wife who had guided him had gone a long way, leaving only two side by side.

He wanted to catch up and thank him, but the owner of the restaurant was still staring at himself and could only yell, "Thank you!"

He is really a noble gentleman. No, he must be a musician!

Baluchien didn't look back, raised his hand, signaled that he had received it.

"You really like being a teacher." Natasha smiled at Lucian beside her.

Lucian smiled: "I do n’t like to be a teacher, but a kind of gratitude. If I had n’t met Teacher Victor and did n’t get his exceptional teachings, I would definitely not have succeeded later. When I am a person, I will give some guidance. Maybe their lives are worse than this driving force. Hehe, I am giving back to society. "

"Return to society ..." Natasha thought of the joke of "Retaliation Society", with a smile on her face.

听 Just listening and walking, the two soon came to the Aalto Musicians Association and saw the unique "beating flame" building, which is famous for its light but complex asymmetrical beauty.

"It's still like this, it hasn't changed ..." Lucian and Natasha sighed at the same time, but Natasha quickly shook her head and looked around: "I don't know if it's good It ’s bad. Everything I ’ve passed before shows that in the past few years when I left Aalto, it ’s hardly changed, like it ’s frozen in time, and Rantat, maybe this morning, it ’s completely the same in the afternoon. Another 'face'. "

伦 Lentart in the period of great development, Lentart is carrying out many infrastructure constructions. As Lucian expected, the whole city has undergone tremendous changes.

"Not to mention ordinary people's lives ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ Aalto like this may be more suitable for the current music style ..." Lucian said without derogation.

也是 "Also, Rantat's current appearance always feels inconsistent with the current symphony style, and it should be another music for it ..." Natasha nodded seriously.

"Different cultures and different times will definitely give birth to different music ..." Lucian said sincerely, but his heart was slandered, and maybe one day Rantat will develop rock music ... Maybe ...

Suddenly Natasha was about to speak, her expression suddenly condensed: "Uh, Mr. Victor ..."

It was Lucien's music teacher Victor who came out of the Aalto Musicians Association. He was surrounded by many musicians and performers, boarded the carriage, and drove to the Holy Concourse, which seemed to be of high status.

Kushiro watched the scene quietly, without moving his steps.

不 "Don't meet him?" Natasha stared at Lucian with silvery purple eyes.

Baluchin shook his head, and his voice was slightly erratic, "No more ..."

This will disrupt his life and it will be difficult for the church to pay attention to him.

Natasha laughed aloud, and deliberately diverged from the topic: "Let's go to the Chancellor Hall to listen to a concert? I don't know who it will be?"

"Okay." Lucian had no comment, the anti-magic formation had no effect on the legend. (To be continued.

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