Throne of Magical Arcana

Chapter 81: confirm

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This is the longest and most drawn part of Lucien's mark. "Emden" without an agreed figure is a written word directly, making the corner of the wall fancy and messy.

After doing all this, Lucien left from the corner of the house, and with the help of half-moon lightening ability, he walked quietly near his hut, and then hid in the dark shadows, concentrating on sensing the situation inside the hut.

Since the night watchman had left, the supernatural power in the hut reappeared. With the help of the moonlight through the gap, Lucien saw the god-like appearance. It was a pair of almost transparent eyes, pale and without pupils, floating in the middle of the hut. , quietly staring at the raised blanket.

Such a spooky and terrifying scene would frighten every ordinary person, but Lucien was only a little thankful and secretly said: "Fortunately, this god-like spell does not have the ability to integrate infrared inspection, otherwise the blanket that has lost heat will be easily destroyed. Look out of the ordinary."

In the dark shadows, Lucien waited quietly until half an hour later, the pair of transparent eyes slowly disappeared due to the expiration of the duration.

Seeing this scene, Lucien immediately focused, and sensed a wave of supernatural power coming from the other corner, and then in the room, another pair of pale transparent eyes slowly emerged from the empty darkness.

"So he's hiding there." Lucien looked at that corner, while flicking the small stone in his hand in the opposite direction.

Crackling, the sound of the stone falling to the ground and jumping was very obvious in the unusually quiet night. Those pale and transparent eyes shook violently and quickly shattered and disappeared. The sound was startling.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Lucien increased his speed to the limit, and his semi-light body dragged out an afterimage, which seemed to melt into the bright light under the silver moon. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to find it at all.

Lucien, who was very close, quickly ran to the wooden window, pushed open the wooden window that was actually unlocked, jumped in, and closed it gently. Then, taking advantage of the chance that the cult priest suffered backlash from the failure of the god-like spell to adjust, Calmly ran to the bed and lay down, and covered with a blanket.

Maybe it was vigilance, maybe it was checking the reason why the stone fell to the ground. After a full minute, Lucien sensed the fluctuation of supernatural power in the cabin again.

For the next ten minutes, Lucien pretended to turn over and kicked away the blanket, allowing those pale and transparent eyes to see him directly.

There was no abnormality, no problem at all, the cultists could only attribute the situation just now to the passing of wild cats or birds, and they were completely at ease.

Seeing that the other party hadn't moved for so long, Lucien judged that he had successfully passed the test and began to really sleep.

If the power of the bloodline cannot be successfully stimulated, Lucien can only wait for dawn, and come out of the magic laboratory when the poor in the Aderjan area start to wake up and the cultists look for other places to monitor.

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When the sky was bright, Lucien went out to the Musicians Association after having breakfast.

In front of the office of the "Affair Department" on the third floor, Lucien knocked on the half-open door, and a middle-aged woman with curly hair and well-dressed came over, looked at Lucien carefully, with a little displeasure. Ask positively, "Mr. Evans? Are you looking for Brian?"

"Yes, I have something to ask Brian." Lucien saw that Brian in the office had come out after hearing the conversation.

Brian said nervously, "Mr. Evans, is there a problem with the villa?"

"No, but the quilt and blanket are very damp. I hope you can find someone to dry it for me and clean the villa before next Monday." Lucien smiled and ordered with a relaxed expression. This is just a very simple matter. little things.

Brian's heart, which had become much faster, calmed down, and he showed a very standard smile: "Your orders are my wishes, Mr. Evans."

After leaving the affairs department, Lucien returned to his exclusive lounge. His mood was much better than yesterday. His strength had been greatly improved, and he was already qualified to take advantage of the chaos to save people.

In order to prevent his abnormal emotions from being discovered by the monitoring cult priest, Lucien began to practice the piano. Since the blood power had been stimulated, the control and coordination of Lucien's hands and feet had been raised to a very high level. Coupled with super memory, many difficult fingering skills that require repeated practice for a long time can be mastered very easily.

Therefore, after getting used to it and practicing two or three times, Lucien played proficient melodies such as the Symphony of Destiny and piano etudes more smoothly than ever before, fully reaching the standard of a qualified musician.

"It's no wonder that Rhine said that after stimulating the blood power, with a good memory, you can become a qualified pianist in one to two weeks." Lucien recalled Rhine's words.

In fact, as long as a knight-level strongman is willing to practice, it is not difficult to use a musical instrument, but to be proficient and reach the level of a master still requires musical talent and long-term persistence.

After handing over the Moonlight Rose to Lucien, Phyllis believed that the agreement between the two parties had officially begun to be fulfilled, so she didn't want to waste time, so she came over to practice with Lucien in the morning, and asked her for a piece of music that she had been trying to compose. The problem.

The foundation of Lucien's music is actually not as solid as Phyllis's. He can only search for similar melodies in the soul library of the melodies she wrote, and then guide them according to the changes of those famous songs. Although one morning, Lucien only proposed Two or three opinions, but Phyllis was already very satisfied. After changing according to Lucien's guidance, she quickly found new inspiration to fill in the music, and the effect was much better than before.

"Your musical talent is really amazing." Phyllis stared at Lucien with shining ruby-like beautiful eyes, with deep admiration and a little admiration. She never called Lucien a musical genius again. Any doubts, even if someone doubts, she will be the first to stand up and refute, "And your piano playing skills are also very proficient. It seems that after practicing such a complicated piece of music for a month, you have already broken through. The bottleneck has entered a stage of rapid improvement."

Lucien could only answer with the most standard polite smile.

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At noon, after having lunch at the association, Lucien returned to the hut, continued to pack a few items and took them to the villa he rented in Jisu District.

The quilts, blankets, etc. had already been dried on the balcony of the villa. Lucien looked normal and natural, but inside he entered the master bedroom a little nervous and worried, and found the envelope.

"Will the evil church suspect me because I left the letter paper here yesterday? Will it punish me? Will it endanger Uncle Joel's safety?"

With so many worried thoughts, Lucien took out the letter paper and unfolded it unhurriedly. His heart beat slowly, and it seemed that he even stopped breathing.

The letter paper was slowly rolled out, and two lines of new words had already appeared on it. The dark and dull handwriting made people's heart palpitations unbearable.

"Mr. Evans, please fix your place of residence, as it is easy to make mistakes."

Seeing these words, Lucien deliberately showed a puzzled expression to cover up, his heartbeat returned to normal, and his breathing rhythm returned to normal.

If you treat yourself as an ordinary person who cannot recognize magical items, then yesterday's every move is a normal negligent change, and besides the letter paper, there are cult priests who use "tiger mosquitoes" and magical magic to monitor, There was nothing suspicious about his own performance.

"It seems that they still don't want me to know the importance of this letter." Lucien replied while thinking, "I will live in Aderjan this week."

New text appeared on the letter paper: "Then take the letter paper back to facilitate our contact, are you right, Mr. Evans?"

"No problem, but please give me the second scene tomorrow. I want to confirm the safety of Uncle Joel and the others, so that I can go to Ratasha Palace in peace." Lucien asked.

"Happy cooperation." This has happened once, and the cult priest thinks it is normal.

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After studying music in the afternoon, when he returned to his hut, Lucien used his vision, which became stronger after stimulating the power of blood, to keenly see that in the corner of the house next door to Aunt Alisa's house, the mark he drew last night had been erased. Then a new one appeared: "Dear Professor, Sage, White Honey and I have not been caught by the church, and are safe at present, thank you for your concern."

"About the 'Emden' magic relic you mentioned, 'Fire Wolf' responded through the sage. He knows the specific location and the situation of the magic circle that may remain inside. He can serve as your guide. Please confirm the meeting place."

"Would love to have your guiding owl again."

After glancing at the mark, Lucien opened the door without changing his expression, and walked in.

The so-called Emden magic relics were purely fabricated by Lucien himself.

In the middle of the night, perhaps because the cult priest was not vigilant or attentive because he was monitoring an ordinary person, Lucien once again got rid of his attention with the help of moonlight, and erased Smile's mark on the corner of the wall, leaving a new mark: "At eleven o'clock on Friday night, at the eastern entrance of Larnaca Canyon in Melzer Black Forest. Professor."

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On Thursday morning, before going to the Musicians Association, Lucien unexpectedly received the "Orb of Vision" from the cultists.

It was still the small wooden house, and the brown wooden table. Joel's expression had become numb a lot, and Ivan began to be frightened. Alisa shed tears silently. Outside the window was the bright silver moon, covering the stars behind the light.

"Uncle Joel, do they have fresh dirt on their shoes?" Lucien corrected the previous data by comparing the position of the silver moon in the sky with the astrology chart, and completely confirmed the location of the cabin in the Black Forest of Melzer. Discovered something new by accident.

Quietly watching the "Orb of Vision" disappear, Lucien judged the reason in his heart: "Maybe the cabin is just a place to record the Ball of Vision, and the real place where Uncle Joel and the others were imprisoned is in another place, but according to The degree of dryness of the soil and the normal choice, this place of detention is not far from the cabin, no more than 100 meters!"

After confirming the situation, Lucien quietly practiced his piano skills with "Pathetic" in the exclusive lounge, and waited until the carriage of Her Royal Highness Princess Natasha arrived.

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In the piano room of the "War Gallery" in Lataxia Palace, Lucien saw that only Natasha, Camille, and himself were left. Before Natasha could speak, his expression became solemn: "Your Highness, I have something to do." report to you."