722 Transition From Listeners to Viewers (1/2)

Thanks to the broadcast of ”Arcana Voice” a few days ago, Banus and Ali were both aware that the ”Rentato Music Festival” was scheduled on the last Saturday of the Month of Gold every three years for a duration of three days. They had come to the Baron Bechig Square today to learn the splendor of the Rentato Music Festival from ”Arcana Voice” as soon as possible and to indirectly listen to the most touching and classic melody of Mr. Evans' ”Valkyrie” from interviews and other problems.

They did not foresee this at all. Looking at the floating sorcerer in midair and the dark ”screen” that was taking shape with the combination of complicated silver patterns, they weren't back to themselves for a long time.

It was not until the silver lines glittered one after another, letting out a gentle but warm light, that Banus and Ali were finally woken up from their shock. They craned their heads and looked ahead excitedly and confusedly.

”Live stream? Is the teletorium of 'Arcana Voice' set in the Rentato Royal Grand Theater today?” Although Ali had learned about ”live stream” from ”Arcana Voice”, he did not really know what it was about.

”Teletorium”, on the other hand, was learned from his pen pal's letter. ”Allyn Impression”, the weekly newspaper, had a special issue that introduced radio stations and interviewed famous anchors. As a gossip newspaper that came late but was most famous of all, Allyn Impression was not only loved by the arcanists but also pursued by the citizens of Rentato who were curious about the daily life of sorcerers and the affairs of the big shots. The circulation of the newspaper had already surpassed ”Arcana” and ”Magic”, making it an unusual case of getting rich for the sorcerers.

Banus did not quite understand what ”teletorium” was about, but he was astonished by the Rentato Royal Grand Theater. He asked in excitement, ”Can we hear the entirety of 'Valkyrie' today?”

Holm was a country where plays, oratorios, and operas were popular. Even though the average music level was not as good as Aalto's, it was still rather distinguished in those aspects.

In Stuart, the Pearl on the Ocean on the opposite side of the Storm Strait, the citizens generally believed that the operas from Holm were much better than those from other countries in terms of plot, content, and meaningfulness. To put it more frankly, Rentato's operas were indeed better than Aalto's. After all, pure music was so brilliant in Aalto that the other fields were all eclipsed. Its playwrights and singers were not as good as Rentato's.

Therefore, even though he was a common civilian, Banus had an unusual interest in operas. He had been longing for the Rentato Royal Grand Theater, known as a holy land of operas, for a long time. Of course, due to his economic status, he and Ali could only watch plays in most cases. They mostly listened to operas on special occasions.

”If 'live stream' has the same meaning as what 'Arcana Voice' said, we will definitely hear 'Valkyrie' today!” Ali was very excited.

With the duration of ”Arcana Voice”, it could only play parts of the classic operas, but never the whole piece, and the opera singers that the baron of the town could invite were only mediocre. Therefore, even though they could not see the performers whom they had adored for a long time, it was still a most gratifying experience to appreciate a state-of-the-art opera at the earliest chance.

The best musician, the best singers and opera performers, and the best theater. It never occurred to them that they could enjoy the ”luxury” of the nobles as civilians!

Banus rubbed his hands in excitement. ”Hehe. We're also lords this time! However, what's that curtain about? They could've simply broadcast it. It's all about listening after all.”

”It should be a wall, right? Huh, it's probably meant to enhance the effect. Ms. Nightingale mentioned in Arcana Voice that some listeners might hear noises due to signal problems…” Ali tried to find a reasonable explanation.

Banus waved his hands hard. ”I forgot that. Ali, you do have a great brain!”

Ali raised his chin proudly. I told you that I'm smarter than you!

After the silver lines all glowed, illusionary and delicate patterns appeared around the ”curtain”. They combined in an amazing structure that dazzled Banus, Ali, and the other citizens into silence.

The middle-rank sorcerer who floated in midair finished the final debugging. As weird aria-like sounds came out of his mouth, a star in the sky glowed and sprayed a cluster of brilliance.

”Well…” Banus opened his mouth again. Could sorcerers command the stars in the sky? Wasn't it the power of the gods?

In the dreamy and astonishing scene, the black ”curtain” was enshrouded in pure, flawless light that resonated with the stars in the sky, building the most beautiful painting with the flying fireflies.

The star in the sky was less dazzling and became normal and steady, and the black ”curtain” seemed to be turning transparent. A silver moon slowly rose inside, driving the darkness away.

A slow and peaceful melody floated out, so beautiful that it sounded like a clear lake that was rippling under the moonlight. It pacified everybody's heart, bringing them vague sweetness, peace, and sorrow. They felt both somewhat gloomy and at ease.

Both Banus and Ali were intoxicated by the light of the silver moon that was gradually spreading out and the dreamy melody. The whole square fell quiet.

They were no strangers to ”Moonlight”, the most beautiful piano song. Not only would the elegant restaurants hire musicians to play it, but Arcana Voice also often used ”Moonlight” as the background music for the program. However, this performance of ”Moonlight” was still better than any time they heard before, thus allowing them to appreciate the most wondrous side of the music. How could they not be fascinated?

The cold moon grew brighter, and a white piano appeared in the darkness behind the ”curtain”. Next to the piano, a woman whose long hair reached her waist was seated, with one side facing the audience. She was wearing a black evening dress, revealing half of her fair shoulders. Her face was delicate and peaceful.

The moonlight seemed to have donned her in a silver gauze. Her long and agile hands bounced and danced in the brightness, creating the most beautiful notes.

”How beautiful…”