Viola District, inside a nice civilian house.
Ryan walked to the dining table and found a stack of newspapers on the right side of his dinner plate, and immediately asked his wife who was busy preparing with doubts: "Didn't the issue of "Aalto Weekly" just come out yesterday? Why is it today? here we go again?"
As a manager of a firm, he needs to know all aspects of Aalto's situation in order to correspond to the purchase and sale of different goods, so he subscribes to the comprehensive "Aalto Weekly".
After his wife, Elena, comforted her young son to sit down, she walked towards the kitchen and replied in a very quick voice: "It is said to be a supplement. But I don't know the words, and I don't understand what is written on it."
After she finished speaking, she hummed the lyrics of "Happy angels are holy and beautiful, shining brightly on the earth". The atmosphere in the restaurant and kitchen immediately became cheerful and filled people with a good mood.
Ryan, who hummed a few lines to his wife's singing, sat down majestically in front of his son, and picked up the "Supplement" of "Aalto Weekly".
He started as an apprentice at the bottom of the firm. Although he was not the smartest and sharpest among the same group of apprentices, he was the most diligent and hardworking. Relying on his perseverance, he got rid of the life of the poor step by step and got to know the Writing, learning a lot of knowledge related to business, and gradually promoted to the current position of a manager, with a happy family and a fairly well-off living situation.
Therefore, when he heard the "Symphony of Destiny" for the first time, he felt that it was his own voice, a spirit that he could not express, and it resonated strongly with the music, and even the whole family fell in love with Lucien... Evans' music.
The Aalto Weekly unfolded, and Ryan saw that the headline on the front page was a dark and solemn word: "Obituary."
Ryan felt his scalp tingling, and thought in his heart: "Which important person has been called by the Lord?" This will cause great fluctuations in the sales volume or price of many commodities.
Moving his eyes down quickly, he saw rows of dark black typefaces behind him that seemed to have a heavy and oppressive feeling: "Immortal music master, great pianist, conductor, pioneer and changer of a music era, the current symphony The leader, founder, and perfector of developmental trends and structures, and the music genius Mr. Lucien Evans, the Lord's favorite, was called by the Lord with his incomparable works in the early morning of June 4th."
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Seeing this paragraph, Ryan's mind was buzzing, and he couldn't connect the report with Mr. Lucien Evans, "Lord, he is so young, so talented, and he can lead Al Let the music industry develop for another few decades!"
The somewhat blurred vision moved down, and the rows of typefaces were like sharp arrows piercing his heart: "...Mr. Evans' life from the slums to the music master is never yielding, never giving up. Your life is a life of fighting, a life of glory!"
“…Let us extend our deepest condolences and bless this beloved of the Lord to continue singing and praising the Lord in our place on Mount Paradise.”
Elena came out with breakfast, and seeing Ryan's confused and sad face, with red eyes, she was startled, and almost knocked the food to the ground by mistake: "Honey, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
"I... cried?" Ryan asked suspiciously and dullly, feeling his eyes were swollen and everything in his vision was blurred.
With a tick, he saw a drop of tears fall on the spread newspaper, and then it quickly spread, blurring the eulogies of the musicians and nobles.
"I can't believe this is true, his passing is a loss that the entire music industry will never make up for!" -Christopher.
"Perhaps it is because his works are so excellent and his heart is so pure that he has been favored by the Lord in advance." - Othello.
"He brought us the spirit of never giving up and joy and left with nothing. I didn't want to cry, but I couldn't help it." - Phyllis.
"He has ascended to Heaven Mountain, and what he left us is a peak that is difficult to climb for symphony. The 'wealth' he gave us is regardless of high or low, rich or poor, as long as we have a grateful heart and an unyielding heart, we can all learn from it." Harvest the most valuable things in life. If one day I die, I hope to be buried near such a great person." - Franz.
Ryan looked at the small pool of water, and subconsciously said to himself: "I actually cried..."
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Beside the city gate leading to the market area in Adrien district, crowds of people surrounded them, some of them were sobbing alone, some of them were mournful and silent.
There are also many girls hugging each other and weeping, with mournful expressions.
Betty, Joanna, and Simeone saw this strange and dignified scene after they came out of the Copper Crown Tavern. At the same time, they found a notice on the city wall.
Although they were illiterate, the words that were as dark as the background of the coffin made them understand that this was an obituary.
"Which important person's death made the poor so sad?" Betty didn't think that the death of any great nobleman, lord, or cardinal could make the poor in Aderjan cry, unless there was a copper fair collar for crying.
Driven by strong curiosity, Betty asked the two gatekeepers who were clearly showing sadness: "My lords, what is the content of this obituary?"
The poor in Aderjan District are basically illiterate, so the two soldiers did not surprise Betty's question, and she called out sweetly, so one of them said kindly and seriously: "It is Aderjan District, no, Al Mr. Lucien Evans, the pride of Thor City, was called by the Lord when he was seriously ill."
In addition to revealing to Lucien's friends, nobles and official members of the Musicians Association that he was killed by the evil magician "Professor", the church asked Natasha to announce that Lucien died of a serious illness, just like the previous few days. The matter of the Silver Horn is hidden from ordinary people as well.
This is because a great musician who had just achieved brilliant success and was loved by most of the Alto people was killed by an evil magician in the City of Psalms, which would make Alto's believers doubt the ability of the church and whether they Protect yourself from evil as advertised.
If it weren't for the inability to solve the problem of the corpse and Natasha's insistence, the church would have wanted Natasha to completely hide Joel and the others.
Betty froze in place, feeling that her soul seemed to fly out of her body, and she became very dazed.
"Betty, what's the matter?" Joanna asked with concern.
Betty burst into tears, hugged her sister's shoulders and sobbed loudly: "Evans, woo woo, Mr. Evans, woo woo, sick and dead..."
Even after three years of hard work, she is still under the age of twenty, and she is still a girl with many emotional emotions.
Joanna couldn't believe what she heard at all. That calm, wise, resolute and resolute quasi-knight would die of a serious illness
But Aalto's soldiers couldn't make fun of this kind of thing, so her eyes were red, and she patted Betty on the shoulder and said, "Don't cry, Mr. Evans was just called to Heaven Mountain in advance, because his work is so outstanding You have to work hard, don't disappoint Mr. Evans' expectations, and strive to become a powerful knight."
"En." Betty wept sadly and nodded.
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John rode a dragon-scaled horse and led a group of attendants slowly into the city gate of Alto facing the Black Forest of Melzer.
Alto itself was the last big city before entering the Dark Mountains, so the distance from the Dark Mountain Fortress was not far away. Even running at a normal speed and resting on a dragonscale horse was only a day.
Therefore, after learning from a letter from his family that his good friend who had been away for three years had returned to Alto, John began to apply for a ten-day vacation once a year, planning to come back to meet old friends and spend time with his family.
It's a pity that the management of the Dark Mountain Fortress is strict, and Natasha and Lucien are worried that John, who is a formal knight, will notice something in the villa, so he pushed the approval of his vacation until the third day after the concert.
John, who was wearing the silver-gray full-body armor of the Violet Knights and a purple cloak, had brilliant blond hair, bright eyes, and a bit of joy in his calm expression.
Although he can occasionally get a letter forwarded from Her Royal Highness, how can it compare to the joy of reuniting after a long absence, especially along the way he also heard that his friend's return concert was an unprecedented success, which seemed to be praising the Lord, praising joy, praising The "Ode to Joy" that sings about unity makes people never get tired of listening to it, so he can't wait more and more. If the streets are not full of civilians, he would like to gallop home.
As he walked, John gradually realized that something was wrong. The streets were filled with sad and sad people, and he heard the name of Lucien Evans repeatedly with his keen hearing.
A bad premonition rose in his heart, John's expression calmed down, and he ordered his attendants to find out what happened.
John could hear the question and answer between the attendants and the passers-by clearly: "Master Evans has been called by the Lord..."
Crack, the whip in John's hand fell to the ground with a crisp and loud sound.
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On this day, it was recorded in the later "Alto Weekly": "It seems that a huge dark cloud of sorrow and sorrow has enveloped the whole Alto, making people lose joy on their faces. I can't believe that the angel in charge of music will To die so young."
"It's the sadness of a city."
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Three days later, Lucien's old house in Aderjan District.
A black hearse started slowly under the pull of four bulls. It will trace the life trajectory of Lucien Evans, from Aderjan to Gisu, then to the administrative district, and finally to the aristocratic district, entering the golden city. The cathedral, the formal funeral begins.
John was wearing a dark black knight dress, and walked in front of the right side of the hearse with a serious and silent expression. Behind him were the sad Joel, Alisa who was crying sadly, Ivan and Elena with red eyes, and Lucien. On the right are Lucien's relatives and friends, and on the right are Victor, Othello, Phyllis, Lucien's teachers, classmates, and colleagues in the music industry.
And Christopher and Natasha, one because they are too old, and the other because of their own identities and the "reason" that they have not yet had a formal relationship, are waiting in the golden cathedral.
The hearse drove slowly, solemnly and quietly, only the sound of low cries fluttered.
Infected by the atmosphere and driven by the emotions brewing in his heart for several days, a poor man spontaneously walked to the back and joined the spirit guard team.
With an example, the citizens walked out of the street quietly and sadly, followed behind the hearse, and escorted Lucien Evans for the last journey.