Throne of Magical Arcana

Lucien, who is relatively introverted and not good at expressing emotions, expressed his inner emotions thoroughly and completely for the first time through the piano and music. , Never compromise and never give up on difficulties and setbacks, and stubbornly fight against the so-called fate.

Intense emotions lead to the agitation of the music. Even in the middle, due to the influence of unskilled piano skills and incomplete strings, there are many problems in Lucien's performance and music, but the music with emotional resonance completely covers them up. Every note and every chord seems to be in a fierce battle, a heroic fight. The five "audiences" with different moods and emotions are equally immersed in this powerful and exciting music atmosphere. But it behaves differently.

Phyllis has the most delicate emotions, her hands are clasped together almost twisted, and her expression is full of tension and uneasiness. After her father failed to inherit the title, because of the ridicule and contempt from her companions and other relatives, she hesitated for a long time. Abandoning the future and finding a random nobleman to marry, I started learning music with hesitation, nervousness and anxiety. The intense notes are like the difficulties and setbacks I often encountered and dreamed about in recent years , They came relentlessly and stormily.

"Can I overcome these difficulties? Become a real musician?"

"Can I have my own status and be able to choose a mate instead of being chosen?"

With the excitement of the string rhythm, Phyllis became more and more nervous and worried.

As men, Lott and Herodotus bear far more pressure in the family than Phyllis. The most likely thing for them who cannot inherit the title is to escape the pressure, squander their annuities, indulge in fine wine and women, and live a comfortable but A life without hope.

The repeated and terrifying theme chords hit in bursts, reminding them of all the difficulties and setbacks they encountered after choosing the music path, every sentence of irony and blow, every contemptuous look in their eyes, is just like what they said In this life, you can only be a musician, live an ordinary and ordinary life, or overcome countless difficulties and obstacles to climb the peak of music.

The notes that were so intense that they seemed to make people tremble beat their hearts, and the blue blood vessels on the surface of Lotte's hands were protruding, as if in front of him was McCants' hateful face, as if he was about to start his first concert.

And Herodotus, who was a little cowardly, felt that he was facing the turbulent tide of fate, and moved back step by step with a tense and distorted face.

Rhine often lost track with an elegant smile on his face. His silver eyes were no longer calm, but surged with the turbulence of the music. He beat the rhythm with his hands and whispered to himself: "This is fate. Are you knocking on the door? Hehe, it’s been a long time since I’ve had such intense emotions.”

The most excited and obsessed is Victor. He clasped his hands, looked crazy, and his body trembled with every intense string rhythm, as if thinking of his failed first concert, and thinking of himself under the comfort and encouragement of his wife. Resurrected, begged many people, got ridiculed and stared at countless times, and finally had a second chance at the concert and it was a big success;

Thinking of his decadent life after his wife passed away, in order to fulfill his wife's wish, he got out of the quagmire little by little, became an outstanding musician, and won the opportunity to hold a concert in the chant hall;

I thought of burning all my enthusiasm and energy for the concert, but failed at the last step, and failed to write the work in my mind after nine years of hard work; I thought of Wolff's full of malicious mockery and revenge, and Othello The seriousness and arrogance of the baron...

All these turned into notes as fierce as sharp arrows, and strings as shocking as hammering, attacking and beating Victor's heart, making him give in and give up.

However, the unyielding meaning contained in the string rhythm, the persistence in fighting difficulties and setbacks to the end, and the stubbornness of not compromising with fate made Victor ignite a strong fighting spirit:

"I've failed so many times and I can bounce back. Can this one failure break me?"

"As long as there is hope, don't give up!"

"Winnie, are you encouraging me?"

The first movement of the Symphony of Destiny is about 7 minutes and 20 seconds, full of tempest rhythms. When Lucien played for more than five minutes, he felt his body go weak and his hands began to lose strength. The unhealed injury is causing trouble, and it is the sequelae of overdrawn physical strength after running wildly in the heavy rain. I can't help thinking that they have played so much anyway, and they should be able to hear the good and bad, so they don't have to forcefully play anymore. It was overruled by Lucien's emotion that resonated with the music.

"Since you want to play, show it in its entirety, how can you stop and give up?!"

"I want to encourage Mr. Victor to pursue hope. How can I return halfway?"

Lucien braced himself and pressed down heavily. The rhythm of the string was like a person walking on a steel wire, and it might fall off at any time. Hearing Victor, Lot and others became more worried and nervous, and even Phyllis and Herodotus couldn't bear it. Can't help but cover the position of the heart with the right hand.

Luckily, there was a soothing string rhythm that followed, paving the way for the end of the first movement. Lucien was finally not so violent, and was able to seize the opportunity to recover a bit, and then burst out with strong notes and agitated string rhythm again, and they repeated Superimposed, the cycle increased, and then suddenly stopped, causing Phyllis and others to shake their bodies and feel a little tired mentally, which is always the case in fierce battles.

After a short period of calm, Lucien began to play the second movement, and a soothing melody came out, like rays of sunshine piercing through the storm, dispelling many hazes, and the violent wind and waves stopped briefly; the battlefield of fierce fighting On the morning, the soldiers retreated to their camps like a tide, and the battle entered a stalemate.

This kind of string rhythm is like a healing potion, which heals all bleeding injuries, and like the warm hands and embrace of relatives, heals the inner wounds after fighting with fate, and restores the expressions of Victor, Phyllis and others. Crazy and distorted, it seems that the warrior got a rest, began to accumulate strength for the future battle, and thought about the method.

In the gentle but inspiring rhythm that encourages forging ahead, Lucien himself also got a chance to recover his strength.

Time passed quickly, more than ten minutes passed unknowingly under the contrast of the soothing string rhythm and the previous passionate and powerful music, and there was a short period of peace.

Then Lucien began to play the third and fourth movements consecutively, and the strings began to change, becoming depressing and dark.

The sun disappears, the haze reappears, the sky is dark, the sea is calm, and it seems that bigger storms and waves are brewing; but the battlefield is covered with dark clouds again, and the dangerous and terrifying fight will begin again. Go to the battlefield.

This kind of rhythm made Victor and others subconsciously start to worry, and began to nervously wait for the final decisive battle and the arrival of the biggest storm.

The storm finally hit violently, lifted the fishing boat high, and let it fall suddenly, full of fate's teasing and contempt; and on the battlefield, the fight began again, brave and fearless, as if to defeat the invincible fate.

Tried again and again, the fishing boat has been broken everywhere, and it will fall apart at any time, but the storm seems to be drawing to a close;

The repeated failures did not make the soldiers give up in despair, but they were more full of fighting spirit, pushing the enemy back firmly and steadily.

The third movement enters the last part, and the string rhythm becomes calm again, with a touch of sadness and melancholy, as if the soldiers in battle are feeling sorry for their dead companions and missing their relatives, as if the sailors are thinking about themselves Scenes of beautiful scenes in life are mourning for friends who were swallowed by strong winds and huge waves.

The darkest moment before dawn came, with an atmosphere of extreme instability, which made Lot, Herodotus and others nervous again.

Is it a failure, or a victory?

Did you defeat the difficulties and setbacks, or were you knocked down by the difficulties and setbacks, and you can no longer stand up?

Did you choke the throat of the so-called fate, or did you give up hope and let it arrange?

Just when Victor, Phyllis and others were getting more and more nervous, a brilliant and magnificent melody sounded out of the blue, hitting their hearts. This is the movement of victory, this is the movement of triumph!

Victor waved his arms violently, full of excitement and agitated emotions, because the sun completely shone through the haze, completely dispelled the storm, and the fishing boat was finally saved, because the enemy was completely defeated, and the heroic warrior won the final victory, Because of breaking the darkness, because of defeating the seemingly invincible fate!

Triumph, victory, and carols echoed in the lounge. Phyllis put down her right hand holding her heart, and waved her fist up and down in accordance with the rhythm. Her performance was the same as that of Lott and Herodotus, with uncontrollable joy and excitement. , as if I have also gained strength to overcome the difficulties and pressures in life.

Rhine, who was much calmer than them, had a heartfelt and sincere smile on his bewitchingly handsome face, as if he was also pleased with defeating fate.

At the end of the exciting chapter of victory, Lucien wanted to stand up, but he was exhausted without any strength, because he had put all his emotions and energy into the playing just now.

Victor, who was still in shock, looked at Lucien with a confused and mad face, as if he was asking Lucien, but also as if he was asking himself: "This is?"

Rhine, Lotte, Phyllis, and Herodotus all looked at Lucien, waiting for his answer.

"This is fate." Lucien struggled to stand up, staring at Victor.

Lucien was greeted by loud applause, which first came from Rhine. He smiled and applauded sincerely. Then Victor woke up and clapped heavily with relief and excitement on his face. The expressions of Lot, Phyllis and Herodotus were Complicated and respectful applause.

Victor came out from behind the desk, and while walking towards Lucien, he clapped his hands and said in a trembling voice:

"This is music, real music!"

Seeing that his mood and state had recovered, Lucien smiled happily and said, "Thank you for your praise, Mr. Victor, I think you must have gained inspiration from this melody, and you must be able to compose my not-so-good or incapable composition. If you want to modify and improve the place, why not ask the director of Othello and Princess Natasha to change the music? I think you will have a very good, very good symphony."

Everyone understands the meaning of this sentence. This is Lucien's good excuse to "inspire" Victor's inspiration in an irresistible way, and to give up the glory he deserves. Excited and excited joy appeared, while Rhine looked at Victor.

Victor was stunned for a moment, and fell silent. The expression on his face was more exciting and complex than ever before. There were joy, relief, greed, excitement, hesitation, struggle, and memories... It seemed that there was a fierce battle going on in his heart. battle.

"Mr. Victor, I didn't give it to you. Just put me in the position of the second author. I have absolutely no way of perfecting the music. This is what you deserve." Lucien continued to relieve Victor's sense of moral guilt. .

In the eyes full of expectations, Victor suddenly sighed long, his expression returned to calm, with regret and relief, he laughed:

"I won't do this, Lucien, this is your piece of music, this is your great piece of music, I can already see a great musician being engraved in history."

"In addition to the Lord and Winnie, what supports my life is my own morality. This is my creed and the biggest advantage Winnie likes."

Lucien suddenly felt that Victor's shining moral light hurt his eyes a little, and a feeling called moistness appeared in the corners of his eyes.