In the dark starry sky, surrounded by countless bright stars, Lucien stood on the main star of fate and quietly watched the depth that seemed to contain endless mystery. The black hair with his ears flew with the inexplicable wind that rolled in, contaminating his usual quietness and calmness with a bit of wanton publicity.

Suddenly, the starry sky in front of Lucien turned scarlet, and a bright silver moon rose rapidly from it, piercing through the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, Silver Moon turned into Rhine wearing a red shirt and a black coat, and his huge bat wings once again enveloped the starry sky.

"Your dream is exactly the same as last time. How much do you like the starry sky? Is this why you chose astrological magic?" Rhine smiled and teased casually, "Of course, I know that you actually deliberately hypnotize and control your soul and brain before going to bed, so as not to reveal any secrets in the dream. The magician is really boring, and it's still a musician that is fun. It's a pity, a pity..."

In his dream, Lucien maintained a calm and powerful attitude: "Mr. Rhine, have you discovered anything in the Joker's dream?"

Rhine laughed and said, "Of course, you have successfully completed your request. Sure enough, a big man came before the clown died and attracted the remaining night watchmen."

Before planning this operation, Lucien had summoned Rhine's projection through the mark, allowing him to prepare to project into the dream of a clown on the verge of death to see everything he saw before his death. This is the real reason why Lucien repeatedly told Natasha to let the clown escape to death.

"There is indeed a big shot... Is it Salder himself or Cardinal Amorton?" Lucien asked calmly, not complacent because of his inference. Of course, it is mainly because this is Lucien's own half-slight sleep and half-hypnotic dream. He thinks he can be as calm as he is, and he is the de facto master of the dream.

Rhine's smile slowly disappeared, and she said calmly: "How did you guess that it might be Amorton?"

There was a faint question in his calmness.

"Because in this matter, without Cardinal Salder's cooperation with me, it would be difficult for Natasha to push the referee to such a embarrassing and weak position, and it would be difficult to push the clown to the brink of death. Without his indulgence, my plan would never be able to proceed so smoothly. In this smooth progress, I found that Cardinal Vera Amorton was always silent, just conveying Salder's meaning, and was not like a real referee giant. Based on this, I judged that she had problems." Lucien told the other purpose behind his plan to test Salder's situation.

Many times, conspiracy does not necessarily need to be so complicated and exquisite, but it is necessary to be able to grasp the opponent's ideas and desires!

After the clown rashly tried to test himself, he changed his mind and used the help of fake death to weave a layer of "secret net", and then read out what he wanted to see from the church's step-by-step response. Tonight's Rhine projection of the clown dream is the last and necessary confirmation.

Even Natasha only knew part of Lucien's purpose, how could the clown guess? So under the active induction and the cooperation and pressure on the other side, he inevitably stepped on the trap.

Rhine smiled faintly on his handsome face: "He can't wait to divide the church and develop his own power with every opportunity that others cannot detect, just as the saints did in the past. Obviously, he knows more about the necromancer world than me, no wonder I was trapped and he didn't. But maybe he had another encounter in it."

"Lucion, this is a good thing for your Magical Council. If Salde develops smoothly, perhaps the Southern Church will be divided again in dozens or hundreds of years. You can take this opportunity to affirm this matter in advance, which will be of great benefit to your future choices and development."

"I don't think it will be divided. Salder is not a fool or a lunatic. He must understand that if he splits again, the Southern Church will no longer be able to maintain the current situation of oppression of all parties, and the areas that can be controlled will be greatly reduced. No matter what purpose Salder has, controlling the sharp decrease in wealth and the number of believers will definitely not be a good thing for him. His choice should be to lie on the big tree of the church like a parasite to absorb its essence and gradually grow until one day, such as when he becomes the pope, his skin will be replaced without changing."

Lucien paused and continued, "So I infer that when Amorton subdued those night watchmen, he should have been an excuse for the church to be weak and degenerate, deviating from the Book of Constitutions, and needed to return to the right path, rather than pointing directly at the Pope as the incarnation of the Lord of Hell as the saints when they split the church, stealing the glory of the Lord. Their path should be softer and more inclined toward ‘reform’, although it has not changed in essence."

Rhine tsk: "As the magic level increases, Lucien, you are becoming smarter, more mature, and more with the overall concept. Alas, but I still think that young boy in the past is more interesting."

Then, he told all the things he saw in the clown's dream one by one, and finally confirmed that the clown was dead.

Lucien breathed a sigh of relief at this time, because there was a certain risk to let the clown leave dyingly. If Salder took action personally, there would be a big possibility to save it. When he became more famous in the Magic Council and he entered the purification sequence as his original identity, it was difficult to ensure that the crazy clown would not do anything to his relatives and friends.

Although if the clown survives and is discovered by other night watchmen or nobles, it is easy to expose the weirdness of the Vaurit Diocese, which makes Lucien infer that Salde will not save the clown. Whether he himself or seeks an endorsement, he will deliberately be late for a while, but the matter is not absolute, and Salde's mind is not completely speculating about it. What if he thinks that the clown is a talent and can be sent to another place to do secret things?

Therefore, after hearing Rhine confirm the death of the clown, Lucien finally felt relieved, and the next step was to have a funeral ceremony for the big musicians that he did not have to attend.

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Wake up from the dream, the moonlight outside the window is still cold.

Lucien, who opened his eyes, felt guilty and pain when he thought of the grief reactions of his relatives and friends after the news of his death was spread. In order to ensure the true feelings of the funeral and his safety, he had to wait until everything was over and he was about to leave Alto before he could reveal to Uncle Joel and the others the fact that he was still alive and the reasons for making this choice.

This would cause them to suffer for several days of pain, which made Lucien feel a little empathetic now, so his depressed mood completely offset the joy of planning success, and it was difficult to calm down.

Since the War Gallery is Natasha's private palace and is protected by Camille, Lucien got up without worrying about being discovered and walked to the window, quietly looking at the ever-changing silver moon, trying to calm down.

"You can't sleep?" On such a quiet night, Natasha's voice also seemed soft.

Lucien turned his head slightly and saw her walking in the garden under the moonlight. Pieces of violets and lilies were abnormally angry at the same time under the effect of the magic array, beautiful and dreamy, and the fragrance of flowers was swaying.

"Well, when I think of Uncle Joel and Teacher Victor's reaction after they knew my 'death', I felt very confused and painful. I wanted to tell them the truth tonight." Lucien said without hiding it, with a desire to tell the story in his heart.

Natasha waved to Lucien to come out, and then patted the railings of the corridor next to the garden, and sat on it without the princess.

Lucien had no obsession with cleanliness, so he didn't mind sitting on the railing beside Natasha and smelled a quiet and refreshing smell. She didn't like most noble ladies like to apply various cosmetics to herself, and the Sky Knight's body had lost many impurities, and the fragrance was clean and pure.

"Lucion, I understand your pain, just like when I pretended to be sad in front of my father, which made him worry. No, different, he was just worried, and I was in a bad mood. And by dawn, your Uncle Joel and others will suffer more than worry, and your mood will definitely be much worse than mine." Natasha patted Lucien on the shoulder comfortingly, "But we cannot let emotions affect our judgment. As long as we make a decision, we must continue to implement it firmly. This may be very cold, but the result is the best."

"Weakness, sentimentality, hesitation, etc. cannot save us neither ourselves nor the people we want to protect. As I said before, cruelty is also a kind of gentleness."

Lucien nodded softly: "I understand, I have always understood very well, and I have continued to do it firmly, but the pain and sentimentality in my heart will not be reduced by any loss. I can only touch and bear their bites by myself."

"So, say it out, it will be a little better. It's better to do this, so as not to be embarrassed and show fairness, and we exchange sad things with each other." Natasha said righteously.

"Okay, let me first say that this incident made me feel despicable. I took the best human feelings as part of my own planning and ignored the pain of my relatives and friends." Lucien whispered.

Natasha turned sideways and sat leaning against Lucien: "Being able to feel guilty like this means that you are not despicable, and it is also for their own good. And even though I know the wishes of my father and other elders, I turned a blind eye and hurt them wantonly and do everything I wanted to do. Hey, there is no reason to do it for them. What a selfish and cruel person."

"We cannot distort our own path and will because of others. Some can be compromised and some are destined to be unable to give up." Lucien did not turn to look at Natasha's expression, and comforted her in a low mood, and then continued to talk.

The "sincerebral and ruthless" "professor" and "firm and tough", "decisive and decisive" "sword of judgment" tells the various suppressed weaknesses and sorrows in your heart.

It was not until midnight that the voices of the two gradually calmed down, and they fell into a quiet and peaceful state of mind.

The surroundings were silent, and the temperature from Natasha might be felt, so Lucien did not look back and said, "Be careful of Salde."

"Okay." Natasha didn't ask, this was the result of Lucien's promise.

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Early in the morning, the Alto Musicians Association.

Franz walked in with a copy of the Alto Weekly newspaper, another report he collected about the "return concert".

Under the title of "Unprecedented Music Festival, Unparalleled Symphony Peak", the first comment was: "This night was a riot. Their madness and respect for Lucien Evans exceeded their imagination. Of course, 'they' also included me..."

Franz, who was preparing for the concert, was very happy to see these praises, because these two symphonies pushed his reverence for Mr. Evans to the extreme, and every sentence praising Lucien made him happy.

Franz, who was walking and watching, suddenly noticed that the air seemed to have become depressed and solidified, so he turned around in surprise and saw a group of solemn soldiers surrounding him. Princess Natasha was slowly walking into the hall, and the depression and sadness emanated from her.

"What happened?" Franz thought with a little uneasy. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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