Chapter Thirty-Six: Pierrot

  The traffic jam has just arrived, sorry sorry.

  In the hall of the Musicians' Association, Elena occasionally looked anxiously at the door. It was almost time, but Lucien had not arrived yet. Today was his first day managing the library, and he still needed to take him to meet Mr. Hank, who was in charge of daily affairs for the association. Although even if he was late, with Viktor's relationship, he wouldn't lose this job, it would still leave a bad impression on Mr. Hank, making it difficult to do things in the future and being criticized and made things difficult. If Wolf knew about it, he might use this matter to make things difficult for him and humiliate him.

  Standing alongside Irina, the blonde-haired girl Kasy, who was also in charge of reception, looked at Irina with emerald green eyes like lake water, and asked curiously and laughingly: "Irina, who are you waiting for? This behavior is not like your usual self."

  The musicians' association was responsible for receiving them in pairs, but when Lucien came for the first time, Elena let another companion go to have lunch because of George's relationship. The second time he came, Casey happened to bring another guest to visit a director on the third floor.

  "Waiting for a friend, he's going to the association to work. Lucien, you've finally arrived." Wearing a light white long dress, Elena, who looked as pure and beautiful as an angel, let out a sigh of relief, came out from behind the wooden cabinet, and walked towards Lucien, "Huh, why does your face look so bad? Are you sick?"

  Lucien couldn't see his own face, but he could imagine how pale and weak it must look. After the round trip to Lord Vain's manor, the throbbing pain in his head had worsened, and he felt dizzy. His forehead was still burning with fever: "I think I'm really sick, my brain is a bit hot, but it's not serious, Elena, take me to see Mr. Hank, yeah, thanks for your concern." This external manifestation of the soul's injury was not something that an ordinary doctor from Shantang could treat.

  "Anyway, the work in the library is quite leisurely, especially today being a holiday." Elena gave Casey a look with her eyes and then took Lucien to the third floor.

  Mr. Hanks is a thin, tall and serious middle-aged man, but he didn't make things difficult for Lucien. After simply asking his name, age and physical condition, he let Elina take Lucien to the library.

  "The person responsible for the library's morning shift with you is Piero Sandro, a music lover but a bit of an oddball." On their way to the second floor music library, Eriol introduced Lucien to his companion. She wasn't one to speak ill of others and after some thought, only described Piero as "odd", "The kind of person who often says things that make you wonder what he's thinking, but fortunately, other than that, he's normal and not a loner, so just treat him normally, Lucien."

  People who can do this kind of thing with low pay and a lot of work must have some connection to the musicians' association, and Lucien didn't want to meet anyone too troublesome. At this time, after hearing Elena's introduction, he finally relaxed: "Thank you, Elena."

  Before long, the two of them arrived at the music library, which was very large and quiet, occupying half of the second floor. It is said that it houses several thousand volumes of books on music theory and other aspects, as well as almost all formally recorded musical scores, and past issues of newspapers such as "Music Review" and "Symphony Guide", among other materials. Additionally, there were a small number of religious texts and travelogues for musicians to refer to.

  It was just eight thirty, and the musicians hadn't arrived yet. The library was almost silent, except for a black-haired, brown-eyed, slender and delicate-looking young man sitting quietly in a chair behind a wooden cabinet, intently staring at the sheet music in his hand, as still as a stone statue.

  At this sight, Pierrot and Lucien got their first impression of him: "Indeed a weak boy who is infatuated with music."

  "Eirin whispered: 'Pieru, Pieru... Ah, this is your companion Lucien, who will help you manage the library from now on.'"

  In the midst of continuous shouting, Pier finally woke up from the music, raised his head, and with a brown pupil that was slightly dazed, said: "Good morning, Eriol, it's Sunday today?"

  "Hello, Pierrot, I'm Lucien Evans." Lucien smiled wincing at the throbbing in his head.

  Pierre finally came to himself and walked out from behind the wooden cabinet to stand before Lucien: "Hello, Lucien. I am Pierre Sanzot..."

  Just after the introduction, his gaze suddenly fixed on Lucien's face. Just as Lucien thought he was going to ask "Are you ill?" with a polite concern, Pierrot suddenly said:

  "Lucien, take care of your body."

  The sentence itself is nothing, even quite appropriate, but the meaningful smile on Piero's face seems to be saying "I understand, men all understand", so the whole sentence becomes very strange, as if pointing to something unspeakable.

  "This guy, what was he thinking in his head just now? Without going through a long and bumpy thought process, how could he come to such a conclusion?" Lucien roughly guessed what he meant, having gained a deep understanding of his train of thought. No wonder Elena said that he often says things that others can't understand.

  Elena smiled secretly at Lucien on one side, as if saying "See, it's just what I said."

  "Alright, I'm off. Lucien, work hard, this is the treasure of the entire association, you have to make use of it." Irina pointed to the books, scores, newspapers and other things on the bookshelf.

  After sending Irina away, Pierrot took Lucien to the back of the wooden cabinet and simply explained: "Lucien, my ideas are like inspirations, they always pop up from various places, sometimes you may not understand, don't mind."

  "Alright, I understand." Lucien had a deep understanding of his thought jumps and couldn't help but ask: "What were you thinking before you told me to take care of my body just now?"

  Pierre murmured: "I see you're pale and unsteady on your feet, ah, Lucien, take care of yourself."

  He had that kind of smile on his face again, the one that all men understand, but as for the specific thought process, there was none.

  Lucien had a feeling of being defeated by him, and the impression he had of Pierrot as "a weak boy who is obsessed with music" changed to "a guy who likes music but is extremely lewd".

  After briefly introducing Lucien to the things that the librarian needs to do, Pierrot said casually: "This library is only open to people within the association, so there aren't many people coming to read and borrow books every day, especially in the morning. Lucien, you just need to be polite when the musicians come, and there won't be any other problems. Alright, take a walk around to get familiar with it, I'll continue reading 'The Well-Tempered Clavier', this is the 'Bible' of piano music!"

  When it comes to music, the lewd Pierrot blooms with a completely different brilliance.

  "The Scripture" is the religious classic of the True God Religion, and it can be used to illustrate the status of "The Well-Tempered Clavier". Even on earth, Bach's 48 preludes and fugues are also known as the "Old Testament" of piano music. As for the "New Testament" of piano music, it is Beethoven's 32 piano sonatas, including famous pieces such as "Moonlight", "Tempest" and "Pathetique".

  Lucien had just the idea, and nodded in agreement without any hesitation - seeing so many books laid out before him, Lucien always had the idea of collecting them all into his own soul library, like a squirrel that always likes to collect pine cones.

  Lucien walked up to a bookshelf, pulled out a book, flipped through it with a rustling sound, and finished flipping through it in just a few minutes. The corresponding books were generated in the Soul Library, and then he took out the next one.

  Pierre, who had not yet become immersed in the world of music, quickly noticed Lucien's strange behavior and curiously and suspiciously walked up to him: "Lucien, what are you doing?"

  Lucien smiled and teased Pierrot: "I heard that a brilliant musician likes to write down the melodies of inspiration that he occasionally gets in the margins of his books and scores, so I want to try to see if I can find them. If they haven't been published yet, then won't I be able to become a musician quickly?"

  "Really?" Pierrot looked at Lucien with a mixture of doubt and curiosity, earlier he was indeed searching for the score and melody in the bookshelf, "But Lucien, the most important thing about music is still the foundation, otherwise even if you can become famous using those melodies, what will you do afterwards?"

  "Hehe, Pierrot, just kidding. I was just checking if these books were damaged and making a record, so there won't be any problems later." Lucien finally spoke out the real excuse he had prepared, which was also one of his purposes. After all, Wolf seemed like a petty person, although it's unlikely that he would come to bother him specifically, but being cautious never hurts.

  Pierre nodded as if suddenly enlightened: "You're really like a woman."

  "His mind jumped somewhere again." Lucien couldn't guess Pierre's thinking process this time, so he didn't bother to think about it and continued moving the materials from the music library to his own soul library.

  As it was Sunday, most musicians and music teachers had gone to church, leaving only one or two poor souls searching for inspiration who came to the library, borrowing a few scores. As a result, Lucien was very free, spending four hours, with his arms aching, cataloging over a hundred books and several hundred scores.

  The book contains many religious and travel books, because Lucien plans to use these books to quickly have a general and basic understanding of this world.

  …………

  At twelve thirty, after finishing the handover of work, Pierrot ate a bread and continued to stay in the library to look at the score, while Lucien returned to Aunt Elisa's house.

  On the way back everything was normal, no tension or eerie atmosphere could be seen, but Lucien's pale face made Aunt Elisa heartache for a while.

  After a brief nap, Lucien felt his body and soul slightly recovered, so he rushed to Mr. Victor's house to start learning the basics of music, such as scales and notes.

  It wasn't until two days later that John returned home in the evening, pulling Lucien aside to recount his specific experiences that day.