Throne of Magical Arcana

After pressing the last key, Lucien raised his hands, quietly listening to the reverberation of the strings in the piano room, with a faint sense of accomplishment in his heart.

This is not for the purpose of plagiarizing the Symphony of Destiny, but because in the past three weeks, except for the time to study magic, I have devoted all my energy to the practice of piano playing. In the morning in the music library, I played virtually , like Pierre, was completely immersed in the world of music. He hurriedly finished his meal at noon without a lunch break. He went directly to Mr. Victor’s home and the piano room of the association, and practiced until evening. Can play simple music.

If you pay, you will gain. Lucien can at least barely play the symphony of destiny without being called a noise. Although many technical aspects are still unfinished, as long as people with deep literacy in music hear it, they will definitely hear it. Can discover the precious value contained in this piece of music.

[I believe that Mr. Victor is no exception. 】Lucien put away his pride in the improvement of his piano playing ability and stood up, because Lucien knew very well that this was a seriously deformed improvement, and he only relied on a lot of practice, repeated practice and superhuman memory to play. Playing this piece of music and other slightly difficult pieces, I still can’t play it myself. Each capital requires a long time of similar effort, which is far inferior to the kind of difficult pieces after laying a solid foundation. people who practice.

Turning around, Lucien saw Phyllis' plump lips sticking to the flute, but she didn't play it. Her ruby-like eyes were staring at him with doubts, and there was even residual surprise on her bright face.

"The rhythm you played just now..." Phyllis stopped practicing the flute, and when she was about to leave, she happened to hear Lucien's smooth last rhythm. Although her playing skills were still immature, the rhythm was still a bit slow. But it sounded like she had a good feeling, which made her unbelievable.

Lucien interrupted the rhythm of the Symphony of Destiny with garbage strings, so that people can only hear one section at a time, and whenever they want to raise a pleasant feeling, they are frequently disturbed by garbage strings, so the same piano room Phyllis, Lott and the others inside just felt that Lucien's playing skills were improving, and they didn't think his music was so good. Until just now, Lucien played to the end, became proficient, and fluently wrote the music. Phyllis had a strong sense of contrast after the ending string rhythm was played.

There are still three days left, and there is only one week left before the concert. Lucien is going to find an opportunity to invite Mr. Victor to "taste" his own music tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Therefore, he does not panic about Phyllis' doubts, but I think it's just right, just to make them feel this way, even if Phyllis didn't notice it today, I will find a chance tomorrow to surprise them similarly.

"Phyllis, what's your opinion?" Lucien smiled "sincerely" and politely.

Phyllis put down the flute and opened her mouth: "This...you...your playing ability has improved a lot."

She still didn't think it was the melody composed by Lucien himself, and attributed the reason to the improvement of Lucien's piano playing ability, and that piece of music should be a piano piece that she had never heard before, after all, she mainly studied flute .

Lucien just wanted her to have an impression. Seeing that she didn't ask, he smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment, Phyllis. The night is about to fall, and it seems that there may be a storm tonight, so I have to go back first gone."

In the "harvest month" (September), the climate is still hot, and the dark mountains block the monsoon, and the entire Violet Park belongs to the basin, so in recent months, there has been a heavy rain every few days, and Today, before it was six o'clock, the sky was as dark as seven or eight o'clock, humid and hot, and it seemed that heavy rain would fall majesticly at any time.

"See you tomorrow, Lucien." Phyllis rarely answered normally, and then looked at the back of Lucien walking out of the piano room, with doubts still appearing on her face, even though she had come to a conclusion.

At this time, Lot and Herodotus had left for a while, so she couldn't find anyone to discuss with.

Lucien went downstairs and saw the housekeeper Ace ordering the servants to clean the hall, so he stepped forward and asked, "Mr. Ace, where is Mr. Victor? I need to find him." Now that Phyllis has noticed, Sean is also planning to advance the time. For this kind of thing, sooner is always better than later.

Ace always has a serious and polite look: "Mr. Victor has gone to the cemetery and may not be back until very late. Mr. Lucien, is the matter urgent?"

"Tomorrow is fine." Lucien didn't know how long he would wait, so he postponed until tomorrow, and he had to go back to conduct magic experiments. This was his real path in the future.

During this period of time, Lucien basically understood the "Arcane" journal, and at the same time used the documents, materials, books, etc. that could be opened in the library to quickly improve his basic knowledge. , The stage of rapid progress in application, for example, Lucien combined the knowledge of some frequencies and vibrations to transform the structure and construction process of the sonic magic of "Hormanz's cough". After many experiments, he created an unknown There are two new apprentice-level informal magics that are not available at the headquarters of the Continental Magic Council.

In comparison, Lucien's progress in soul and spiritual power lags far behind the integration of his own knowledge and magic, as well as the speed of his understanding of magic. Apprentice-level magic, the degree of becoming a formal magic apprentice, is completely opposite to the situation of ordinary magic apprentices. This stage is a stage of rapid growth in mental power. As long as the talent is not too poor, one can become a high-level magic apprentice within one to two years, so It is normal for the mastery of knowledge to lag behind the growth of spiritual power.

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In the increasingly dark evening, when Lucien walked into Aunt Alisa's house, he casually glanced at the corner of the next house, and suddenly found a new mark where the original mark that had been erased was located.

[There is news of evil creatures...] Lucien walked into Aunt Alisa's house with his expression unchanged, as if he cast his gaze over by accident.

The meaning of Smile's group of pictures is: "Dear Professor, the sage has news of evil creatures. See you at the original place at ten o'clock tonight. Owl."

[After not attending the secret gathering several times in a row, did they finally tempt themselves with the news of the evil creature? ] Lucien was thinking about this while eating black bread with potato goulash, 【Could it be a trap? If yes, was that crow's owner, or someone else? 】

After thinking for a long time, Lucien decided to observe secretly at that time, and meet with Smile and the sage after making sure that there was no ambush.

As long as you get the blood of the evil creature, you can summon the wraith, collect the dust of the wraith, and then Lucien can make money with peace of mind and try to buy the moonlight rose.

[However, before that, some items must be prepared. 】

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At night, in Lucien's magic laboratory.

On the alchemy array engraved on the surface of the stone table, there is a black vessel similar to the size of a cup. Blue flames are burning its bottom, and a magma-like red liquid is tumbling inside it.

Lucien had a dignified face, holding a 20cm-long rough clay stick in his left hand, carefully stirring it in the red liquid, while holding a glass tube in his right hand, slowly tilting it, pouring the black liquid inside drop by drop. Drop into the container and mix with the red liquid.

Every drop of black liquid falling into it will stir up a burst of white mist, causing the red liquid to shrink and solidify suddenly, as if it is about to explode. Fortunately, with the cooperation of Lucien's left hand and the precise control of the alchemy array by mental power, There were no experimental accidents.

When the black liquid was poured out, Lucien put his right hand on the alchemy array, changing its operation. Thin red threads appeared to wrap the black vessel. At the same time, Lucien uttered an awkward incantation, The index finger of his left hand shot out a ray of white cold air, which landed in the black vessel.

When extreme heat meets frost, there will be drastic changes immediately, white mist rises up, and even tends to burst, but it is wrapped by those thin red lines, and gradually stabilizes.

The thick white mist dissipated, and a small amount of red viscous liquid appeared in the black container. It seemed that there was a flame burning in the flow.

Only then did Lucien heave a sigh of relief. He poured the red viscous liquid into a glass tube and sealed it tightly. This was the "blazing glue" that the witch was going to refine.

After collecting all the experimental materials, Lucien started the alchemy experiment in this area, because according to the witch's description, the power of "blazing glue" is not small, and according to the failure of Lucien's previous experiments, it was burnt to light According to the experience of injury and the power experiment with a small amount of "blazing glue", it can be seen that it is similar to a petrol bomb, but the explosion power is not strong enough.

Originally, Lucien wanted to refine some nitroglycerin and add it, but considering the danger and the fact that he didn't have a good protective spell yet, he gave up temporarily.

Open the box in the magic laboratory, and there are seven tubes of liquid lying in it. It is Lucien's alchemy achievement during this time. The liquid has been bubbling violently, and the other two tubes are "storms" for healing injuries and exhausting physical strength.

Lucien took out the seven tubes of magic potion, put them together with the tube of "blazing glue" that he refined just now, and put them in the hidden pocket near the belt of his black robe. There were many shredded blankets in it to prevent strenuous exercise Glass test tubes engraved with magical runes collided with each other.

After finishing all this, Lucien opened his own magic notes on the table, and looked at the left and right pages that wrote the structure and construction process of the two new apprentice-level magics he created.

Based on the knowledge of vibration and frequency, Lucien transformed it from the sonic magic of "Homanz's Cough" after hundreds of experiments and attempts. And the function is very special. Although it is not very useful in actual combat, it will have amazing effects in special occasions.

After silently looking at these two spells for a while, Lucien took out a quill and wrote a row of fancy words on the top of each page, which was to obtain names for them:

"The Scream of the Bat";

"The Resonating Hand of the Professor".

After writing this, Lucien walked out of the magic laboratory, returned to the hut, lay on the bed, recovered his mental strength, waited until 9:40, pulled down his hood, and went out of the room.