Chapter 62: Clearing Suspicion

  "What caused such a big stir last night? The church actually used such a blanket investigation? No, it should be that I had contact with the witch before, so I was listed on the list of suspects, but not the top priority, otherwise how could someone come to me until afternoon." Lucien did not panic, calmly thinking and calmly said an excuse: "I stayed up late last night to finish the last part of the music, and it seemed that I overdrawn my energy, so I was very tired in the morning, thinking that I was sick, but by noon I had fully recovered, should be just excessive consumption."

  How could Lucien get church people to check their physical condition?

  "Can anyone prove what illness it is? If not, follow me back to the church for an examination."

  "I've already said that it's just fatigue from composing music, not illness." Lucien replied calmly.

  At this, Viktor stepped forward and said: "Guardian, I can prove that my student Lucien was composing music last night and caused his fatigue this morning because he wrote a brilliant and great work. Every time I finish a satisfactory work, there is often a kind of physical and mental exhaustion."

  Corea looked at Victor: "Who are you?"

  "He is musician Mr. Viktor, Lucien's teacher." Irina introduced with some fright, while looking at Lucien very strangely, "Him? Composing music?"

  "And yet he received such high praise from Mr. Viktor! Was it just something Mr. Viktor said to placate the church guards?"

  "Mr. Victor, you are Lucien's teacher, so your testimony will not be fully adopted. Are there any other witnesses? If not, would you please have Lucien follow me back to the church for a physical examination, rather than an interrogation by the court?"

  Lucien's exterior was calm, but his mind was thinking of how to shirk responsibility, and the scene became quiet.

  "I can prove that he has really completed an outstanding work, and it is a magnificent score of struggling against evil and difficulties. I think when he was composing the music, he must have burned his soul and all his passion."

  "I am Osorio Baron, a director of the Musicians Association."

  Othello heard the noise in the office, came out and testified for Lucien. On the one hand, although he disliked that kind of music, he acknowledged Lucien's musical talent and possible efforts, his previous words would not be false, if there was no fatigue after completing the work, Othello would suspect Lucien. On the other hand, Othello did not want to disrupt the Victor concert he had begun to expect, and he also wanted to maintain the dignity of the musicians' association.

  Corey nodded slightly and wrote another line of words on the notebook: "Baron, with your testimony, I think I can leave now."

  In fact, Koria himself would never believe that Lucien was the wanted "Professor". According to the information provided by the judge, Lucien was still an ordinary person three months ago when he was interrogated, while the mysterious "Professor" was a powerful magician of at least three rings. He absolutely could not have grown to this extent in just three months, even if he had sold his soul to the devil!

  The judges and the Grand Master were of this opinion, so in the first round of examination in the morning, Lucien was not put on the list, but in the afternoon, Correa saw that Lucien had a very small suspicion, and then he had the idea of taking him back to let him suffer a bit, in order to cut off the hope of the Knights.

  Now that there is a baron's proof, Correa will not be forced to do so. It would be troublesome for him to offend the nobles who have not yet become members of the Knights Templar.

  As Koreya turned and left, Lucien finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. His body would be discovered to be injured rather than ill and tired as soon as it was examined. Fortunately, he had the testimony of Lord Osario and Mr. Victor, and this time the greatest gain from the Destiny Symphony was this aspect.

  "You all go and prepare the music and practice, my requirements are very strict." Othello nodded, turned around and went back to the office, and the door was closed behind him.

  Elena opened her bright green beautiful eyes, looking at Lucien as if she was sizing up a stranger: "I didn't hear wrong, did I? Osero actually said that Lucien wrote an outstanding work?"

  With Victor around, she didn't dare to ask Lucien directly, but her curiosity was like a lively rabbit, jumping restlessly in her heart, making her reluctant to leave the spot and return to the first floor hall.

  Because of Koreya's arrival, the entire third floor was startled. Wolf saw Viktor at the entrance of Osiero's office from afar and walked over in confusion: "What just happened? Why are you here, Viktor?"

  "I don't know, anyway it's nothing," Viktor shook his head. "I came here to find Osero to request a change of program."

  Afterwards, every day they would practice here, and even if no one else was allowed to listen in, the band members wouldn't keep it a secret, so Viktor just came out and said it.

  Wolf's face fell: "You've strung your own melody and inspiration together, written a new piece?" This musician couldn't believe that Viktor would suddenly have an epiphany and then have a new piece in just a few hours - this kind of thing required at least one or two months of preparation. So he thought it was Viktor who had suddenly had an epiphany, stringing together his previous accumulation and preparation. "Did Osero agree? Didn't he already tell the princess about the program?"

  A string of questions exposed Wolf's eagerness and discontent completely.

  "Othello has already agreed, as long as the band's performance meets the requirements, he will be responsible for telling Her Highness about the change of songs." Viktor didn't have enough kindness to tolerate Wolf's malice towards him, and with a smile, told Wolf the fact that he least wanted to hear.

  Wolff shook his head, his voice taking on a slightly sharp tone: "This is impossible. How could Osorio possibly agree to such an absurd request based on the music you just cobbled together?"

  "Ah, Wolf, I'm afraid the Osorio affair is settled," said Veit seriously. "You can go and protest to him if you like, though I don't know what grounds or reasons you'll use. And by the way, this new work isn't mine, but that of my pupil Lucien, a poor man whom you considered would never become a musician. On the contrary, his difficult life as a poor man gave him inspiration and drive to write such moving music."

  Wolff burst out laughing, pointing to Lucien beside him: "Him? Victor, you're telling me that a poor man who's only been studying music for less than three months can write an excellent piece of music that can be performed in the Sacred Chorus Hall? Are you crazy or are you taking me for a fool? Hahaha, if he can really produce something like this in such a short time, then I'll fulfill my vow and only write music reviews from now on without composing any more music. If not, Victor, you owe me an apology for your lie."

  "Wolf, before you boast, it's better to confirm first. When the concert is held, you will be able to hear it, and at that time, Mr. Joseph will also put the score in the library for you to browse." This kind of music that has not been officially performed will not enter the library immediately after registration.

  Seeing Victor's serious expression, Wolf's laughter stopped abruptly, and he glanced at Lucien beside him: "I think you're really crazy, taking a piece of music written by a beginner to the Sacred Chorus Hall for performance, wait for losing all your reputation and status, Viktor!"

  He stubbornly refused to concede, his anger clouding his mind. Before turning away, he said to Lucien: "As long as you are considered an excellent musician and your music receives consistent praise, I will fulfill my vow."

  Watching Wolf's back disappear around the corner, Viktor couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Arrogance breeds prejudice, prejudice makes people foolish, and foolishness often leads to bitter harvests. If only Wolf were a little smarter, he would have first consulted with Osero and Joseph before saying such things. We don't have an obligation to stop him from getting punished. Alright, Lucien, you're exhausted, go back and rest for the day. Starting tomorrow until the music festival, come help me revise the score and assist the orchestra in practice. As for the library matter, I'll go discuss it with Mr. Hank."

  Lucien's injury was still not healed, and he indeed needed rest and recovery, so without any fuss, he went back to the resting room to fetch an umbrella, then headed with Eirina towards the first floor hall.

  "Why are you looking at me like that?" Lucien was made somewhat uncomfortable by Elena's curious, astonished and puzzled gaze.

  Elena looked at Lucien as if she had seen him for the first time, and only spoke when they were almost on the first floor: "I really think you're not the Lucien I know. Although I knew you made rapid progress in music from the way you instructed me, but being able to compose a piece of music, a work that was praised by Mr. Viktor and Osorio, is something I couldn't have imagined. Even in my dreams, I never dreamed of such a thing."

  Lucien spread his hands: "I don't know what's going on either, but after the inspiration came, I was able to write so quickly. Maybe it's because this inspiration comes from my inner emotions, from my experiences over the past decade or so."

  Elena was still confused about the cycle of music creation, and after listening to Lucien's words, she smiled: "Maybe you're a real music genius, Lucien. Hehe, I've believed in you from the start, don't forget me this friend after becoming an outstanding musician."

  "Of course not." Lucien walked down to the first floor and bid farewell to Irina before heading out the door.

  Irina stood still, watching Lucien's back disappear, and only walked towards Casey after a long time, muttering to herself: "What kind of person is he..."

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  Back in Adrien's district, dressed in a clean suit, Lucien was teased by Joel with the phrase "Little Evans has become a gentleman". After casually eating a piece of black bread, he fell onto his bed and thoroughly relaxed into sleep, not waking up until 9 PM that night. His mental fatigue had fully recovered, and his injuries were almost completely healed under the effect of the storm medicine.

  Looking at the entrance of the basement, Lucien suppressed the idea of using the blood of evil creatures to summon undead creatures to obtain vengeful spirit dust, and prepared to wait for the impact of this matter to calm down before taking action. Then Lucien took out another tube of Stormwind medicine from a secret place in the small house and drank it, treating his remaining injuries.

  Every drop of the pungent liquid made Lucien's body surge with potential, his spirit becoming even more refined. With the gains from his previous spellcasting and battles, Lucien began to enter a meditative state, using stellar energy to temper his spiritual power, planning to use this opportunity to officially become a magical apprentice.

  At this stage, it's not just that the number of apprentice-level magic spells that can be cast continuously increases, but also that the recovery speed of spiritual power will become faster, and the ability to defend against spiritual magic will become stronger.