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Chapter 95: Phyllis's Birthday Banquet

——Today's fourth update, please give me a monthly ticket! By the way, thank you for your rewards in the past few days, thank you for your leader Lan Shangyun for giving you another 100,000 starting coins, thank you for the two new leaders, Yunshu and Niu Brother, and several old readers who directly rewarded the monthly tickets before they even started reading. I was really touched.

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Because it is not a formal enthronement of the knight, there is no numerous etiquette. Lucien thanked Natasha with the knight ceremony, and Natasha put the long sword on Lucien's shoulder and said seriously and seriously:

"May your sword protect your will."

After doing all this, Lucien solemnly took over the "warning" given by Natasha, a long sword with gorgeous decorations but ordinary sword blades.

"According to Natasha's guidance, Lucien successfully used his will to leave his breath on "vigilance", knowing that this sword is not so fancy and fragile. It has the attack power equivalent to an ordinary first-level knight, and it also increases intuition to a second-level knight. It is a very good "extraordinary" sword.

The magical swords and enchanted sword weapons that magicians are used to calling them are extraordinary weapons in the words of nobles and priests. These weapons do not like magical items. They need to be inscribed in the center like magical items. After they are obtained, they can simply leave their own breath and use them. However, some weapons will reject certain types of users according to the limitations of the forge.

Putting the sword in hand, Lucien stood up and said goodbye. Looking at his left back, Natasha suddenly chuckled and said to Camille: "Although he wants to keep it secret, I remember that Sylvia also received a letter of invitation from Philis. Alas, I haven't met Philis for a long time."

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Since it was her birthday party in the evening, Phyllis took leave in the afternoon and did not come to Victor's house to study.

"This time it was Phyllis's 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, so many guests were invited, including the Hayn family with a close rank, as well as all the musicians and famous musicians in the association." Lott chatted with Lucien while resting.

Lucien asked in a relaxed mood: "What a grand birthday party. I don't know how many guests will be able to come in the end?"

Herodotus, who was quiet next to him, glanced at Lucien indifferently: "Most of the musicians of the association, who are in Alto, will participate, because someone will play a newly composed serenade as a birthday gift. Everyone is curious and want to see what kind of works this music genius can write after more than a month of silence."

After the concert in the Psalm Hall, Victor strictly protected Lucien and did not allow him to accept invitations to various banquets, salons, or gatherings. He even refused to be a guest at a concert, worried that he would be addicted to these things because he became famous too early. However, in this way, Lucien, the low-key and mysterious music genius, made everyone even more curious, not to mention the many bad intentions in it.

"Aristocrats with titles also depend on the attitude of Earl Hain. According to the rules of the Hain family, every member of the direct lineage will personally host the banquet when he is an adult. I wonder if Earl Hain will find a reason not to come this time." Lott said with uncertainty, and then changed the topic: "Actually, we are also very curious about Lucien's serenade."

With his own exclusive lounge and piano room in the villa, Lucien's "creation" becomes quiet.

Lucien smiled and shook his head: "It's only a few hours away."

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In the evening, he got into the carriage he hired and Lucien went outside Philes's house in the noble district.

The carriage has filled the open space opposite, and the three-story villa with gorgeous decorations and Tria's palace style is brightly lit and beautiful.

The villa itself was held by the old Earl Xiu.

After entering the gate, passing through the garden, walking up the steps, and stepping on the neat stone brick floor, Lucien came to the entrance of the hall.

Phyllis changed into a family-style red palace dress, supported by the hem, and was elegant and dignified, and welcomed the guests with her mother's company.

Seeing Lucien coming, Phyllis smiled sweetly and sincerely: "Thank you for coming, Lucien. Because of you, many musicians have come to the banquet, including President Christopher."

"It's mainly your identity." Lucien took Phyllis's hand and kissed the back of his hand in a false way.

Phyllis' mother looks very much like her, with the same plump lips and bright appearance, but her hair is the most common brown, and she warmly said: "Welcome to our musical genius, the entire Aalto noble circle is eagerly discussing you."

Because there were many guests, Lucien walked in after a few words with Phyllis and his daughter.

The layout of the hall, dining table, food, flowers, etc. are basically the same as the last dance party, and belongs to the unique style of Philees's home.

There were already many guests inside, holding high-padded wine glasses, shuttled and communicated without missing any opportunity for communication.

"Hi, Evans." As they walked, many people greeted Lucien. They all belonged to the Musicians Association, including famous or ordinary musicians, some newcomers who have only written one or two musicals that have not yet been recognized as newcomers, and some are already outstanding musicians but are preparing to develop towards musicians.

Their expressions are different, including curiosity, expectation, false smiles, perfunctory, and meaningful.

What kind of serenade will the most outstanding and transformative musical genius come up with?

The serenade style that brings joy to salons and banquets is harder to write fine works than serenades that express love or express quiet and beautiful artistic conception. Its style and subject matter limits that it can only be played in such vulgar occasions and cannot be onto elegant stages such as concerts.

"It's probably just a fun, congratulatory work. Don't expect too much." Many older musicians gathered around the old but unbearded Christopher, discussing their views on Lucien's works.

Others who did not speak quietly thought: "But we can use this to accuse him of depravity and indulge in the reputation of genius."

Christopher nodded to Lucien who was looking over, and smiled kindly at the musicians around him, "Give young people more space and don't blame them too much. At this age, it is normal to fail to harvest. Failure can give them more wealth. Of course, this age is also the time when creation is the least restricted and inspiration is the most rushing and freest, and there may be unexpected surprises?"

When Lucien came over, more than a dozen musicians stopped this topic and talked about music creation. Lucien took a cup of white water from the waiter who was passing by with a tray and listened quietly to their discussion with a modest and respectful attitude.

This made the older ones more satisfied. At least Lucien is not the kind of young man who has talent and reputation and is arrogant and rude.

Not long after, Victor, Lott, Rhine and others arrived one by one.

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Time passed by minute by minute, the joyful atmosphere at the banquet gradually solidified, and the musicians also stopped discussing. It was already 7:30, and Count Hayn had not arrived yet!

Phyllis's father, Yuerban, a middle-aged red-haired man with a beautiful beard, also stood nervously at the door, thinking with a very ugly face: "Have Scott not forgotten what happened before? But this is a birthday party for the younger generation, how can he be so stingy and narrow-minded!"

If Count Haine does not appear in this occasion, it will have a great impact on Phyllis' reputation in the aristocratic circle.

Ten minutes later, just as Phyllis's hands were tangled together again, the butler of Earl Hayn finally arrived, and said politely but expressionlessly: "The Earl is sick and cannot come to the banquet. Please host yourself, Master Yuerban."

Yuerban's face turned pale and he was so angry that he couldn't even speak. Phyllis and her mother were pale, as if they were almost breathless.

Many nobles with titles who were close to the Hayn family were waiting for the attitude of Earl Hayn. Therefore, many servants ran out of the darkness near the villa and returned to their respective villas to report.

Fortunately, Yu Erban was the clerk of the city hall and had considerable real power. For some other reason, some small nobles arrived one after another without any impact.

Taking a deep breath, Yuerban signaled Phyllis and the others not to be affected and continued to welcome the guests.

"It's really unfortunate that the head of the family and a member who was hated by a Count, unless it can stimulate bloodline power, it will be difficult no matter what path it takes in the future." Komotz, a musician sponsored by Count Hein, looked at Lucien with some slight urgency.

Lucien pretended not to understand: "I think as long as I have talent and are willing to work hard and endure hardships, and never give up in the face of difficulties, I will definitely be able to walk my own path."

The sound was a little loud, and it spread from afar in the quiet hall where the atmosphere was suppressed and the atmosphere was quiet.

After hearing this, Phyllis clenched his fists and his expression became firm. Even a poor man like Lucien can succeed. Why can't he dream and work hard?

The atmosphere slowly recovered, and Director Othello came over with McCantz and three strangers Lucien didn't know.

McCantz first greeted Christopher and other musicians, and then introduced on behalf of his teacher: "These three are musicians from Tria. After seeing the scores and related comments of the Symphony of Destiny from the Music Review and the Symphony Guide, they were very curious and admired the genius musicians who created this great work, so they made a special trip to Alto. When they heard that Lucien was here, they begged the teacher to bring them in."

"This is Mr. Clement, this is Mr. Barre, this is Mr. Julian."

These three musicians from Tria are all very young, about in their twenties. They have long been influenced by music to make their temperament look good. With appropriate clothing, they look very comfortable on the outside, and they are full of young people's vitality and motivation.

"I remember your teacher Ferrançois mentioned you in his letter to me, saying that you are rare geniuses. Haha, I have read all the works you created, which are very good." Christopher remembered their origins after hearing the name.

Ferrançois, a native of the Syracuse Kingdom, came to Aalto to study music when he was a teenager. He became a famous musician at the age of thirty. A few years ago, he returned to his hometown as the chief music consultant of the royal family.

The three young musicians hurriedly greeted Christopher respectfully.

Then, McCantz pointed at Lucien with malicious intentions: "This is Lucien Evans, a genius musician who created the Symphony of Destiny. He will give the host of the banquet a new serenade as a birthday gift tonight."

"Sernery? I also have a newly composed serenade, which happened to be given to the beautiful Miss Phyllis together. Haha, just treat it as an apology and birthday gift for the presumptuous visit." Julian, with black hair and brown eyes, is the most talented, most popular, but also the most rebellious and impulsive of the three, and McCantz seems to be familiar with him.

Lucien was about to answer, and the noise suddenly calmed down near the gate, and the long sword he wore also made Lucien feel the familiar breath intuitively.

Turning back, through the crowd, Lucien saw a carriage parked in front of the steps. A beautiful woman in a white knight's suit and black horse boots and vigorous purple-haired girl slowly walked to the door. Her left hand was held by a gentle girl in a light long skirt. The postures of the two peerless beauties stunned everyone, while Camill followed quietly behind.

"Your Highness Princess?!" Phyllis exclaimed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to Piaotian Literature Registered Members to recommend this work. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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