Throne of Magical Arcana

In the pitch-black starry sky, surrounded by countless bright stars, Lucien stood on the main star of destiny and quietly looked at the profundity that seemed to contain endless mysteries. His ear-length black hair flew up with the inexplicable wind that rolled in, turning his usual quiet and steady It was tainted 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, Yinyue turned into Rhine wearing a red shirt and black coat, and his huge bat wings shrouded the starry sky again.

"Your dream is exactly the same as last time. How much do you like the starry sky? Is this why you chose astrology magic?" Rhine smiled and teased a few words casually, "Of course, I know you actually intended to Hypnosis controls my soul and brain, lest I see any secrets revealed in the dream. Magicians are really boring, but musicians are fun. Unfortunately, unfortunately..."

In his dream, Lucien maintained a calm and strong posture: "Mr. Rhine, did you find anything in the clown's dream?"

Rhine chuckled and said, "Of course, your request was successfully fulfilled. Sure enough, a big shot came before the clown died, and recruited the remaining night watchmen."

Before planning this operation, Lucien had already summoned Rhine's projection through the imprint, telling him to prepare to project into the dream of the dying clown tonight, and check everything he saw before he died. This is the real reason why Lucien repeatedly told Natasha to let the clown escape while dying.

"It is true that someone important is coming... Is it Sard himself, or Cardinal Amerton?" Lucien asked calmly, not complacent because his deduction was correct. Of course, the main reason is that this is Lucien's own dream of half-light sleep and half-hypnosis. He thinks that he can be as calm as he is, and he is actually the master of the dream.

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

There was a hint of doubt in his calmness.

"Because in this matter, without the cooperation of Cardinal Sard and my 'telepathy', it would be difficult for Natasha to push the church and the tribunal into such a state of embarrassment and weakness, and it would be difficult for Natasha to push the clown to death Without his connivance, my scheme would never have been carried out so smoothly. And in such a smooth process, I found that Cardinal Vera Amerton kept silent all the time, just conveying Sard's meaning, which is really not like A real giant of the tribunal. Based on this, I judge that she also has a problem." Lucien revealed another purpose behind his plan to fake his death—to test Sard's situation.

In many cases, the conspiracy does not necessarily need to be so complicated and delicate, what is needed is to be able to grasp the opponent's thoughts and desires!

After the clown rashly tried to test himself, he changed his mind and weaved another "secret net" with the help of suspended animation, and then read what he wanted to see from the church's step-by-step response, and tonight Rhine Projecting the clown's dream is the final and necessary confirmation.

In this matter, even Natasha only knew part of Lucien's purpose, so how could the clown guess it? So under the active inducement of one side and the cooperative oppression of the other side, he inevitably stepped into the trap.

There was a slight smile on Rhine's handsome face: "He can't wait to take advantage of every opportunity that others can't detect to divide the church and develop his own power, just like those saints did in the past. , obviously he knows more than I do, no wonder I was trapped and he didn't. However, maybe he had another encounter in it."

"Lucien, this is a good thing for your magic council. If Sard develops smoothly, maybe the southern church will split again in tens or hundreds of years. You can use this opportunity to confirm this in advance, yes Your choice and development in the future will have great benefits."

"I don't think there will be a split. Sard is not an idiot or a lunatic. He must understand that if there is another split, the Southern Church will no longer be able to maintain the current situation of oppressing all parties, and the areas that can be controlled will be greatly reduced. Regardless of Sa What purpose does it have? Controlling wealth and a sharp decrease in the number of believers is definitely not 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, say, when you become Pope, the skin will take its place unchanged."

Lucien paused, and continued: "So I deduce that when Amerton subdued those night watchmen, it should be an excuse that the church is currently weak and depraved, has deviated from the "Holy Scriptures", and needs to return to the right path, not as it was at the beginning. Several saints pointed out that the pope was the incarnation of the Lord of hell, stealing the glory of the Lord as fiercely as they did when they split the church. Their path should be softer and more inclined to 'reformation', although the essence has not changed."

Rhine clicked his tongue: "As the level of magic increases, Lucien, you are getting smarter, more mature, and more aware of the overall situation. Hey, but I still think that young boy from before 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 heaved a sigh of relief at this moment, because letting the clown die was risky, and if Sard personally took action there, it was quite possible to save him. When boarding the purge sequence, it's hard to guarantee that the crazy clown won't do something to his loved ones 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 Violet Parish, which makes Lucien deduce that Sard will not save the clown, whether it is himself or find a spokesperson He will deliberately be late for a while when he comes forward, but things are not absolute, and Sard's thoughts are not completely guessed by himself. What if he thinks that the clown is a talent and can be sent to other places to do secret things?

Therefore, after hearing Rhine's confirmation of the death of the clown, Lucien was finally relieved, and the next step was the funeral ceremony of the great musician that he did not need to attend.

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

Lucien, who opened his eyes, thought of the grief reactions of his relatives and friends after the news of his death spread, and immediately felt guilty and painful—in order to ensure the authenticity of the funeral and his own safety, he had to wait until everything was over and he was about to leave Al. Only then can he reveal the fact that he is still alive and the reason for making this choice to Uncle Joel and the others.

This would cause them to suffer for several days, and now Lucien felt a little empathy, so his depressed mood completely offset the joy of successful planning, and it was difficult to calm down after tossing and turning.

Since the War Gallery was Natasha's private palace and was protected by Camille, Lucien got up and walked to the window without worrying about being discovered, quietly looking at the silver moon that never changed, trying to calm down.

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

Lucien turned his head slightly and saw her walking in the garden under the moonlight. Pieces of violets and lilies burst into anger at the same time abnormally under the effect of the magical array, delicate and dreamy, with a tangy floral fragrance.

"Well, when I think of Uncle Joel and Mr. Victor's reaction after they learned of my 'death', I feel very confused and painful. I want to tell them the truth tonight." Express desire.

Natasha beckoned Lucien to come out, and she patted the railing of the corridor next to the garden, and sat on it without looking like a princess.

Lucien was not obsessed with cleanliness, so he sat on the railing next to Natasha without hesitation, and smelled a calming and refreshing smell. She doesn't like to apply all kinds of cosmetics on herself like most noble ladies, and the body of the sky knight has lost many impurities, and the fragrance on her body is clean and pure.

"Lucien, I understand your pain, just like when I pretended to be very sad in front of my father to make him worry. No, it's not the same, he was just worried, and I was in a bad mood. Uncle Er, their pain will be more serious than their worries, and your mood must be much worse than mine before." Natasha patted Lucien on the shoulder comfortingly, "However, we can't let our emotions affect our judgment , as long as a decision is made, it must be carried out firmly. It may be cold, but the result is the best."

"Weakness, sensibility, hesitation, etc. can neither save ourselves nor the people we want to protect. As I said before, cruelty is also a kind of tenderness."

Lucien nodded slightly: "I understand, I have always understood, and I have continued to do it firmly, but the pain and sentimentality in my heart will not be reduced by this, I can only touch and bear their bite."

"So, say it, it will make you feel better. How about this, so as to save you embarrassment and show fairness, we exchange sad things with each other." Natasha said very righteously.

"Okay, let me say first, what happened this time made me feel very despicable. I used the most beautiful human emotions as part of my plan, and ignored the pain of my relatives and friends." Lucien whispered.

Natasha turned sideways and sat leaning against Lucien: "Being able to feel such self-blame shows that you are not despicable, and it is for their own good. And I know the wishes of my father and other elders , but turn a blind eye, hurt them wantonly, and do everything he wants. Hey, he doesn’t even have a reason to be good for them, what a selfish and cruel person.”

"We can't distort our path and will because of others. Some can be compromised and some are destined not to give up." Lucien didn't turn his head to look at Natasha's expression, and comforted her with a low mood, and then continued to talk.

The "Professor" who is "insidious and cunning" and "cruel and ruthless" and the "Sword of Judgment" who is "firm and tough" and "killing and decisive" tell you all the suppressed weaknesses and sorrows in your heart.

It wasn't until midnight that the voices of the two gradually subsided, and at the same time they fell into a quiet and peaceful state of mind.

There was silence all around, and he might feel the body temperature from Natasha's back, so Lucien didn't turn his head and said, "Be careful of Sard."

"Okay." Natasha didn't ask, this was the result of what Lucien promised.

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Early in the morning, Aalto Musicians Association.

Franz came in with a copy of the Alto Weekly, another report he had collected on the Return Concert.

Under the title of "Unprecedented Music Event, Unparalleled Symphonic Peak", the first comment is: "This night, it was a riot. Their madness and respect for Lucien Evans exceeded imagination. Of course,' They' included me too..."

Franz, who participated in the preparation of this concert, was very happy to see these compliments, because these two symphonies pushed his admiration for Mr. Evans to the extreme, and every sentence of praise for Lucien made him happy .

Franz, who was walking and watching, suddenly noticed that the air seemed to be oppressed and frozen, so he turned around in astonishment, and saw Princess Natasha slowly walking into the hall surrounded by a group of solemn soldiers. The depressive sadness came from her body. exudes.

"What's going on?" Franz thought, slightly uneasy.