Roz joined the game and attracted the attention of the Diabolos Cult. Shangguan Wen took Epsilon into the territory of the Kingdom of Oriana as their student.
Sitting in the carriage, looking at the Oriana soldiers walking from time to time, there was still a smell of blood in the air.
Epsilon, nestled in Shangguan Wen’s arms, said:
"Cid, this country is completely controlled by Doem and the Cult behind him. The peace on the surface is just an illusion before the storm approaches."
Shangguan Wen gently stroked Epsilon’s soft hair, with a firm light in his eyes. He responded in a low voice:
"Yes, Epsilon, but because of this, we have to go deeper into the tiger’s den and uncover the hypocritical veil. Ross has opened the first door for us. Now it is our turn to find the truth and save this country shrouded in darkness."
Outside the carriage, although the streets of the Kingdom of Oriana are still prosperous, it is not difficult to find the worry and uneasiness in the eyes of the citizens upon closer inspection.
Although the voices of the vendors are loud, they cannot cover up the occasional whispers, all of which express fear and dissatisfaction with Doem and the forces behind him.
After entering the palace, Epsilon nestled in Shangguan Wen’s arms intimately and walked inside. They were the pianist who was going to perform.
At this time, an uninvited guest interrupted what Shangguan Wen and Epsilon were about to say.
"Isn’t this Lord Xilon?"
The two turned around and saw Doem Ketzhart, the most powerful man in Oriana, walking over with a group of nobles and merchants who were prostrating at his feet.
"It’s Duke Doem-Ketshart, I’m Epsilon"
Edom nodded slightly and said:
"Siron, are you going to perform at lunch today?"
"Yes, according to the performance treaty signed between the Royal Family of Oriana and me, it’s today…"
Edom looked at Shangguan Wen next to him, feeling that he had seen this guy somewhere before, and asked tentatively:
"Siron, who is this?"
"He is my student"
"Oh, student, I wonder if you can let your student perform the piano?"
Epsilon answered confidently and with a smile:
"Of course, Sid, you perform first"
"Yes, Teacher Xilon"
Shangguan Wen nodded slightly when he heard this, and a calm smile appeared on his face.
He slowly walked towards a gorgeous piano placed in a corner of the palace. It was a work of art carefully crafted by top craftsmen and inlaid with dazzling gems. Its sound is said to touch the deepest emotions of people’s hearts. The people around him automatically made way for him, and all eyes were focused on the young musician. The air was filled with an atmosphere of expectation and tension.
Shangguan Wen sat down gracefully, adjusted his sitting posture, and gently placed his hands on the black and white keys. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.He breathed, as if he was having a silent conversation with the piano. A moment later, his fingertips gently fell, and a string of clear and melodious melodies flowed out, like the first ray of sunshine in the morning penetrating the mist, warm and full of hope. This song was created by him based on the customs and customs of Oriana. The melody contains both deep affection for this land and infinite longing for the future. As the music progresses, the melody is sometimes passionate and surging, like the magnificent mountains and rivers; sometimes gentle and delicate, like the gurgling stream. Every note is accurate and every turn is just right, showing his profound musical skills and deep understanding of piano art.
Duke Doem-Ketshart and the nobles and businessmen around him originally asked Sid to perform only out of courtesy and curiosity, but at this moment, they were all deeply attracted by this sudden wonderful music, and their faces showed surprise and appreciation. Even Edom, who always considered himself a music connoisseur, had to admit that this young musician possessed extraordinary talent and charm. Epsilon stood aside, took out his camera and kept taking pictures of Shangguan Wen, his saliva almost flowing down.
When the last note slowly dissipated in the air, the whole audience burst into thunderous applause. Shangguan Wen stood up, bowed slightly to thank the people around him, and his face was filled with a satisfied and joyful smile.
Shangguan Wen’s outstanding piano performance made many people present come forward and ask for his contact information.
"Everyone, wait a minute, my apprentice has not yet graduated."
The dignitaries were slightly disappointed, and they all respected the piano master Epsilon. Shangguan Wen’s performance just now had surpassed most pianists, and there were almost no peers who could compare. If he was not considered a master, how strong would he be in the future? (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
After a round of greetings, Shangguan Wen and Epsilon came to the VIP lounge under the pretext of resting.
A servant in a maid uniform came in and respectfully poured water for the two.
"I am the maid Margaret. I am responsible for Lord Ross’s bedroom on weekdays. I am very familiar with the royal city. Let me take you to visit here, guest."
Shangguan Wen cast a hypnotic magic into Margaret’s eyes, simply testing whether the other party was a spy sent by Doem.
After hypnosis, Margaret truthfully told the purpose of her visit and the place where Princess Ross was recently imprisoned.
"So that’s how it is, Margaret, thank you for being honest."
Shangguan Wen retracted the magic of hypnosis, and a trace of apology flashed in his eyes. After all, it is not a gentleman’s behavior to explore other people’s thoughts without reason, but in this undercurrent of the royal city, it is necessary to act cautiously.
Epsilon nodded silently on the side, agreeing with Shangguan Wen’s sharpness and caution. She turned to Margaret and said gently:
"Margaret (good), since you have no ill will towards us, we will naturally not embarrass you. However, for your safety and ours, I hopeI hope you can continue to be vigilant. If you find anything unusual, please inform us immediately or protect yourself. "
Margaret nodded gratefully, her eyes slightly red, as if she was moved by the tolerance and understanding of the two distinguished guests.
"Yes, sir, miss, I will. Please allow me to continue to serve you and take you to enjoy a pleasant time in the royal city."
Under Margaret’s guidance, we came to a pavilion in the garden and looked around.
"I have sensed that there is no one within 50 meters nearby."
"Well, the princess is in the tall building in front. There is a magic-triggered alarm device under the tall building. The Duke of Doem-Ketshart is guarding the downstairs and the corridor."
"Thank you." []
