151 The Prelude to the Feas (1/2)
Chapter 151: The Prelude to the Feast
Translator: Kris_LiuEditor: Vermillion
On the main street of Korsor, Lucien, together with Joanna, Betty and Simon, walked slowly toward the city gate. In the sky, an eagle flew high above them with a parcel on its back and a large basket of fresh meat hanging in front of its chest.
”Mr. Evans, are you really going to leave Korsor today?” Betty looked quite sad. When she listened to the musicians of the association trying to play the two movements composed by Mr. Evans after the music had been registered, she was completely convinced that this handsome and elegant young man was her favorite musician, Lucien Evans, who she had been dating with in her dreams.
The great variety of complex piano playing skills, the unpredictably wonderful melody, the thrilling passion, as well as the high-spirited will were all major representatives of Mr. Lucien Evans' unique style. Moonlight Sonata was undoubtedly another outstanding and impressive masterpiece from Lucien Evans.
Earlier, when Lucien was wandering the streets in Korsor, he paid great attention to the possible secret messages left by the organizer of the gathering, and within Lucien's expectation, the gathering was delayed: due to Hunt's death, the gathering was postponed to three days later but still at the same place. However, Lucien still did not plan to stay in Korsor any longer, in order to avoid any unnecessary trouble.
So, he smiled to Betty and said, ”Sorry, I still have some other important things to do. If you stick to your knight training, maybe we'll meet again in Aalto when you become a real knight. If that happens, I will compose a song and play it especially for you.”
”Really?” Betty was very surprised that her idol actually promised her that. Full of motivation, Betty nodded with great determination, ”I will become a real knight.”
”Thank you, Mr. Evans, for encouraging Betty. That's very important to her.” Joanna and Simon really appreciated Lucien's kindness.
”It's just a little gift.” Lucien turned around, ”And also because our journey is memorable. Well… I have to go now.”
”Wait… Mr. Evans. You don't need guards anymore? It's already late afternoon now…” Betty still did not want to let him go.
Lucien titled his head slightly and smiled, ”You really think I need bodyguards, Betty?”
”Humm… Then why did you hire us, may I ask?” asked Joanna curiously.
”It's nice having my guards to take care of all the trifles for me during the trip. But now, because of what happened to the baron, I got some emergent stuff here and need to hurry to deal with them. I'm way faster cutting corners by myself than sitting in a coach.” Lucien's answer was blurry but also reasonable, which did not make his guards feel suspicious at all.
”I see…” Betty muttered, ”Then you take care, Mr. Evans.”
”I will.” Lucien waved his hand, ”You three, too. Hope we can see each other again.”
Watching Lucien's figure gradually disappear under the afternoon sunshine, Betty, Joanna and Simon almost felt that the journey was like a dream.
After checking their purses again, which were full of Thales, they knew that the great experience was not a dream. What they should do now was to pay a noble to receive formal knight training.
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The Musicians' Association, Korsor.
Standing beside the counter in the hall, Caspar stared at the place where Lucien had been writing his letter, ”Christie, how about we build an iron and steel statue of Mr. Lucien Evans, you know… a statue like he was writing down his music here. And we tell other people that the young genius musician Lucien Evans once produced one of his famous piano sonatas here. I mean, right here!” Caspar pointed at the counter, ”I bet lots of big nobles would like to visit the association because of the statue.”
After Lucien refused his proposal for hosting a concert, Caspar was now working on some new ideas.
”Yes… I guess…” Christie murmured as if she was still in a dream. She actually did not pay any attention to Caspar's words.
Caspar touched his chin thoughtfully, frowning and talking to Christie randomly. Both of them were right now immersed in their own world related to the famous musician, Lucien Evans.
At this time, an employee of the association returned, ”Mr. Caspar, I have led Mr. Wise to the villa to have a rest first. Any other orders?”