Chapter 103: "Historian" Lucian
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Balussian ponders language! "I do n’t know anything about dryness. I can only infer it by comparing poems and documents that describe similar things. Of course, it may also be a prophetic poem. If so, each word is just an abstract reference. There is no way to guess. "
Actually, Lucien is best at astrology. The ecliptic position of the sun does have a constellation named "Tanos", and it is to commemorate the "Sun King".
"It's definitely not a prophetic poem, it's just a folk poem circulating near Aalto." Droni answered affirmatively.
Lucien slowly formed the language of chalk: "Due to the civil war and division of the Magic Empire itself, and the church leading the heroes westward, in the past few hundred years, similar to meteorites falling, earth shaking, mountains falling, cities destroyed The war has happened many times. At least hundreds of similar books can be found in books such as "Anthology of Folk Poems in the Dark Ages", "Sura ancient wars", "Holy City", "Repentance", "Chronicles of the Holy Chalk and the Great Chronicles". description of."
"The confrontation between the two powerful men in the legendary field can have similar effects. Although it is difficult to see in the last two or three hundred years, in the" Dawning War ", in the war against heresy, such rank battles are not uncommon. Natasha nodded in agreement with Lucian.
就是 "That's why I've always been curious. It describes exactly which battle it was." Droni showed a little disappointment on his gloomy face.
Lucien laughed: "But descriptions like 'bright red water submerged in lips' are rare. In Her Royal Highness's study, there is only one remote historical document called the" Manuscript of Manuscript ", which records that The terrain changes in the northwest of Aalto. "
"One hundred and fifteen years before the Holy Chapel, I do n’t know if it was man-made or natural disaster. The daytime near Aalto fell into darkness, and huge meteorites fell from the sky, completely destroying the mountain peaks in the northwest and the magical city of 'Elsino'. Then, the ground cracked, and strange, non-magmatic liquids poured out of the ground and drowned nearby. As the blood-like liquid disappeared quickly, the literature and poetry that recorded this event were very rare. "
Giordoni's expression was a little serious: "Lucien, you mean, this poem describes the scene of the birth of" Elsino "lake northwest of Aalto. How does the sun enter the palace of Tanos?"
"It is said that when the" Sun King "Thanos reached the peak of the legendary realm, the magic empire's capital appeared dark for three days without the sun, and it was appropriate to describe the darkness of the sky at that time." Natasha added to Lucian The reason, "and the language of this poem is similar to that of this year." Droni nodded gently: "It seems that this poem should be written by the survivors of 'Elsino' at that time, Her Royal Highness, Lu Sean, can you see anything else from the poem? "
Balussian and Natasha shook their heads at the same time, and the rest were normal scene descriptions.
"Oh." Droni seemed to be more infantile, but he smiled immediately. "I can know the age and background of this poem and satisfy my curiosity all the time. I am very happy. Thank you, Your Royal Highness, and Lucy. Well, hehe, you're a 'real' historian. I asked Mr. Baker before, but he didn't know. "
"I just happened to see the manuscript, and I wasn't entirely sure."
Sylvia stood up with a gentle smile: "Anyway, thank you for satisfying my father's curiosity. Alright, don't continue this topic, because dinner is ready, let's enjoy delicious food."
"Luxion, taste it. One of the chefs in Silvia's house is from Tria. The Syracuse is very unique and rare. Compared to Tria's cuisine, , Aalto's food is too monotonous and tedious. It will always be potato and beef, always fried steak, always sausage, fat goose and grilled Sun Chuan Natasha expressed his strong dissatisfaction with Aalto's food. It seems She is also a guy who likes food.
She said eloquently, "I must taste it well."
For a long time, Lucien was "food", but there was no condition to satisfy before.
Even now, the chefs of the garden villas are just average, and the daily dishes are repeated to the extent that Lucien is quickly numb.
Natasha spoke up and complained more: "In fact, Aalto's food is not bad. If it is in Holm, it is in Lentat. The daily food is grilled fish, steak, french fries and salad. The most unpleasant dish in Dalulu, I went there once when I was young and never want to go again. "
Holm? Rantat? Is it the National Chalk House opposite the Storm Strait that is not recorded in historical documents? Lucien thought silently.
Sylvia's dinner is really good. The white meal is placed with delicate porcelain tableware. Three glass wine glasses are used for white water, red wine and rice wine. The first dish is pan-fried foie gras. The second course is Tria fish soup, the main course is roast leg of lamb and stewed tripe with wine, followed by vegetable salad and syrah pudding cake.
This made Lucian's appetite wide, and after he became a knight, his appetite also increased greatly, so he ate three full meals.
Fortunately, Silvia learned about Lucian's condition from Natasha's chalk, and the food prepared for him was just like Natasha and Camille's, and it weighed more than normal people.
On this matter, Drone has not expressed strangeness. 0
The cold wind whispering "Ice Moon" blew past, and Lucian, Natasha, and Camille walked on the streets of Jisu District.
Sylvia was going to send them for a while, but Natasha persuaded to go back. This kind of weather is really not suitable for her weak and chalky body to go out.
"If it is in the northern fortress, it should have snowed." Natasha reached out her white and slender hand, feeling the cold wind, and said to Lucian with a sad expression.
Balussian looked up at Silver Moon: "I haven't seen the snow, Ato rarely sees snowflakes."
This is an elaboration by a "historian."
Natasha maintained that sentimental mood, her voice seemed very soft: "Lucien, how did your sonata work? Can it be completed before April 3? If so, I intend to recommend you in Al At the music festival, concerts are held in the Chancellor. "
The Alto Music Festival is held every three years from April 3rd to 5th. Many musicians from various countries will come, even including the moon elves and golden dwarves who have converted to the **** of truth. Majesty, every day there is a concert in the Chanting Hall.
Concerts can be held in the Chanting Hall at this time, and they can only be very famous and authoritative musicians.
"Should be able to complete." Lucian considered for a moment, and answered carefully, if the concert is successfully held at such a music festival, then it must be able to meet Mr. Rhein's requirements. Natasha chuckled a smile and melted the rare sentiment on her: "I believe in you, I would recommend President Christopher. Oh, for your peace of mind, and to ensure that the music is the first in the hall When performing a New Year's ball once, Serenade no longer needs to be played, and freshness always brings great shock. "
"At that time, I will also play" Dedicated to Sylvia "to keep your piano performance to a certain degree of mystery." After all, Lucian only played at the banquet of Felice in the past few months. once.
"I will not disappoint Your Royal Highness what you expected." After Lucien looked at the music festival ahead with a slight confusion, was he leaving?
Natasha suddenly sighed after confirming this: "I didn't even think of romantic language after playing" Dedicated to Silvia "last night, I just praised the beauty of Silvia. Lucian , You try to think, after a beautiful piano song, in that wonderful melody that still seems to float, Shen Shi stood up from the piano and walked in front of the beautiful lady, slowly holding her right hand, how beautiful The picture. If at this time, there are one or two more affectionate and romantic words that will surely impress her and make her remember forever. "
"I have no experience." Lucien answered blankly how the topic got in that direction again.
Natasha did not converge, but continued to ask, "Lucien, help me think about it, which words are the most romantic and the most moving at this time?"
Balussian turned her head and looked at her seriously: "At this time, the most romantic words are only one sentence."
"What is it?" Natasha was very curious.
"Marry me." Lucian looked at Natasha with a smile.
Natasha: Kay, this is a problem, but I will try to solve it. Lucian, you have to try to find the person who is working hard, hey, do I need to explain it to you? "
In a relaxed and interactive exchange, the distance between Silvia's house and Villa Lucien is quickly over.
The first Sunday of the beginning month (January).
第三 The third edition of Music Review featured a commentary message:
钢琴 A Piano Piece for a Manor
"In the hustle and bustle of the New Year's Ball, I was fortunate to hear a pure and beautiful piano piece It has a simple melody, but beautiful and pleasant, without too much skill, but it flows like a clear spring The personal soul, set against the gorgeous music before and after, makes it memorable ... "
"This is a new composition by our music genius Lucien Evans, entitled" Dedicated to Silvia ", but in my opinion, it is more like" Dedicated to Natasha ", dedicated to Our honoured Royal Highness Princess, so it was extremely loved by Her Royal Highness Princess, and even gave Evans a manor located in the suburbs! "
"This is perhaps the most valuable piano piece in music history, and many musicians have not been able to own a manor in their lifetime."
"Directive power is not jealous of Lucian, Mr. Evans's" Adventure "because this piece of music evokes my fond memories of the past, because his talent is convincing. "
Because the rewards of a manor house were so amazing, "Music Review" and most other related newspapers published reports, and Lucian once again enjoyed a variety of gazes.
However, what makes Lucian helpless is that I don't know when it will begin. More and more people in the association call themselves "historians."
And they really asked Lucien about the history, poetry and other issues encountered in the creation, and got a satisfactory answer from the "friendly and gentle" talented musician Lucien, so the "historian" became Lucian's lingering nickname spread even in Aalto. (To be continued [this text is provided by the breaking dawn update group @ 红尘 乱 韶]. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the "starter" to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)