The Supreme Magic Throne

Chapter 18 The Familiar One

By midday, the Bronze Crown Tavern was slightly brighter, visible light penetrating the darkness compared to the morning Lucian had come before. There were more people inside, the sounds of chatting, chanting were mixed, so it sounded noisy.

Lucian noticed that there were many foreigners with leather armor or who gave off a ferocious atmosphere, there were even many beautiful women who seemed to be mercenaries and adventurers.

After struggling through the crowd, Lucian finally arrived in front of the bar table.

“Halo Sir, what would you like to drink?” Cohen greeted without raising his head over a beer.

Lucian laughed and said, "Uncle Cohen, it's me."

“Oh Lucian, why did you become like this?” Cohen looked surprised when he saw Lucian's bruised face so his beard swayed, “Wait, this morning Jackson from Aaron's gang came to him about you, lest you offend those criminals?"

Lucian didn't want to say much, "Yes, but the problem is over. Uncle Cohen, I wonder which scholars are willing to teach?"

“K-you've collected five silver nar?! You robbed those criminals huh?” Cohen was even more surprised, looking at Lucian as if he was looking at an unknown creature.

Lucian thinks that it does include robbery, but it certainly isn't like that, so explain a little and mention that Joel's family lent him this money.

Cohen sipped a beer and praised, "Lucian, you and John are finally grown up, already knowing glory and honor."

"But you and Joel's family should be more careful. Although as long as John was still a knight of Master Wayne, they would not dare to take revenge blatantly, but secretly, there were always men who liked to take risks and gamble." Cohen warned Lucian again.

Lucian nodded seriously, "We'll be careful."

Then Cohen took out a piece of white paper, where he drew strange patterns like a child writing randomly, "Hehehe, I can't read, but I can still write some letters."

Then he read out the names, residences, and study times of scholars willing to teach writing, and let Lucian choose for himself.

Lucian listened attentively, compared them one by one, and suddenly heard a familiar name, "Victor, Mr Victor the musician?"

Cohen looked at Lucian confusedly, "Yes, you know Victor?"

"I've met him at the Musicians' Association, but isn't it more than three months later that Mr Victor will be holding a concert in the Psalm hall? Does he have time to teach writing?" Lucian thinks Cohen might be wrong.

Cohen laughed, "That's why Mr. Victor taught writing."

“It is not easy to hold a concert in the hall of Psalms, it is necessary to be invited by the Council of Musicians Association, or Her Majesty the Archduke and Her Highness Princess Natasha. Because concerts are only held once a week, so except for famous musicians, other musicians have to wait a long time. Mr. Victor was invited six months ago, so in order to prepare for this concert, he turned down all the performances, including the invitation from the royal palace of Srek Kingdom, so his income became very small, he said, so all his expenses are borne by his own personal savings.”

Lucian understands the reason, “But since Mr Victor attaches great importance to the concert in the Hall of Psalms, why waste time teaching letters?” It is possible to borrow money from a loan shark.

"See, I hear the closer the concert, the more pressure on Mr. Victor. You know that musicians are always very sensitive. If you don't find anything else to do, maybe Mr. Victor can get stressed out about this concert." Cohen sipped his beer.

Lucian thought for a moment, compared to other scholars, he had at least met Victor, and felt that Victor's character and attitude were quite good, "Well, if that's the case I'll study with Mr. Victor."

The Jisu district, named after the great musician Jisu the inventor of the violin, is home to most musicians and music teachers from Alto, a place that has beautiful scenery, tranquility and clean.

The trees on both sides of the road were similar to tall and dense flat trees. Sunlight shone through the leaves onto the ground, forming bright golden spots, and the shadows around it formed a melody of light and darkness.

As per the address given by Cohen, Lucian walked under a tree, after several times getting lost, he finally found No's house. 12, Sneva Street, Jisu District.

Inside the blue-black walls was a small two-story building, covered with green vines, exuding an ancient and serene atmosphere. If everything goes well, in the next two months, every Monday to Friday afternoon, from two to four, Lucian will be here for a study that will change his life.

Lucian knocked on the door lightly. Before long a servant came through the iron gate like a fence, so glancing at Lucian's clothes, the maid slightly frowned, "Who are you looking for?"

Lucian didn't really care about this level of discrimination, because now there was nothing more important than learning letters, so he took out his wallet and poured some silver narns into his hands, "Of course."

The middle-aged maid stared at the silver nar in Lucian's palm in disbelief. He doesn't believe his own eyes. A young man dressed in tatters could take out five silver nars, while his salary of a musician's servant was only ten silver nar per month, having been reduced by household expenses, it's not bad to be able to save one silver nar a month.

While opening the door, he looked at Lucian warily, “Master Victor is a famous musician from Alto, and also quite familiar with the city hall officials.” He seemed to suspect that Lucian was acquiring wealth from an illicit job.

Lucian smiled and did not reply, he followed the luxuriously dressed maid across the courtyard to the second-floor building, then saw the maid gently open the brown wooden door and enter to report first.

After a few minutes, the maid came out and said softly, "Please follow me, then hand the silver nar to the housekeeper named Ace in the hall."

The hall was very spacious, with a simple dark yellow carpet, a yellow coffee table, a brown sofa, a small round table and other furniture nearby, while in the distance was a long table, which appeared to be a dining table.

Perhaps because many people came to study, Victor did not choose a study room to do teaching activities, but in the hall.

On the sofa and on the red wooden chair, there were five men and three women, all of whom looked young, ranging from the age of thirteen to the early twenties.

There were quill pens, paper and other items on the coffee table or a small round table in front of them. From time to time, they carefully copy something, recite the pronunciation, read the words or hum in a low voice.

Judging from their clothes, Lucian can clearly find that there are two men and one woman, who although their clothes are cleaned very well, and seem to have tried their best to dress up, are, but his character still looks ordinary. While the other three men and two women, no matter how old their clothes, still look very luxurious.

Lucian guessed that they were ordinary members of a noble family who could not inherit titles and most possessions, as well as being unable to bring out the potential power of a bloodline. They don't have the extra money to hire a private tutor, so just finding a scholar, in the city of Alto, is a great option for becoming a musician.

In a teaching like this, it was impossible for all disciples to have the same progress, so Victor with the red coat taught while walking, as he did, talking to one student then moved to whisper into the other.

Lucian glanced around the hall, and near the door, was a dignified housekeeper in a neat black uniform. He had gray hair and a wrinkled face, not looking young, but standing upright there.

“Halo, are you Mr Ace?” Lucian walked over there slowly and asked in a low voice.

The housekeeper nodded, "Yes, I'm Ace, may you know your name and your current level of study?"

“One big honor, I'm Lucian Evans, never studied before.” Lucian replied in a low voice while handing over five silver nar to Ace.

Ace's housekeeper picked up his silver nar and glanced at Lucian with a hint of weirdness. Judging from such clothes, plus never learned at all, explained this child from the slums. The young people in such a place were generally very rude, but the unexpected and unexpected thing was that even though Lucian did not know any etiquette in front of him, but at least Lucian is still polite and looks mature.

He walked lightly into the middle of the hall and whispered a few words in Victor's ear. Victor turned to look at Lucian, then nodded kindly at him, pointed to an empty sofa, and gestured for Lucian to sit there, while Ace walked upstairs.

At this moment, five men and three women, a total of eight youngsters in the hall were concentrating on their respective studies. Noticing the arrival of the new students, they raised their heads and looked at Lucian who was by the door curiously.

Black hair and black eyes, smooth and deep facial features, Lucian has a pretty nice appearance, but a short linen top, trousers of the same color and ordinary heels. Although clean and neat, but still can not hide the aura of poverty and poor living environment.

'Poor people like that also want to learn letters?'

That was the first thought that appeared in their hearts, and they involuntarily displayed a strange and shocked emotion on the face. They did not expect that their new friend was a boy from among ordinary people.

Then, the five young men who might be from noble families quickly covered their expressions coldly, lowered their heads and continued their respective studies. While the two men and one woman seemed to be from among the common people, kept staring at Lucian until Lucian sat on a single sofa with eyes of curiosity and doubt.

Among them, an ordinary 17 or 18-year-old boy with the same black hair and black eyes next to Lucian moved sideways involuntarily, it was as if Lucian was emitting an invisible smell.

Lucian didn't have a sensitive heart like shatterable glass, instead, he looked very mature due to experience, so he just found this funny, shaking his head, shaking his head, and put a stack of white papers and a quill pen he bought with his copper ferret on the small round table in front while waiting quietly until Victor came.

After about five minutes, Victor picked up the hard-covered black book from Ace who had returned, approached Lucian, placed his book on a small round table and whispered, "This is a common language pronunciation and basic grammar suitable for beginners like you. Well, if that's the first page of Chapter 1, I'll teach you how to pronounce thirty-two letters first."