Chapter 66: The Concert (2)
Translator: Kris_Liu  Editor: Vermillion
âMy little niece mentioned before that the composition of the second symphony took Victor around two to three years. After knowing that he would be holding a concert in the Psalm Hall, he spent another three months in my younger brotherâs manor for improvement. And it indeed reminded me of the boundless ripe wheat field in my hometown.â Smiling, Earl Hayne introduced the story behind the symphony to the grand duke and the princess, feeling slightly grateful to his niece, Felicia, who he never had fondness for in the past.
Since the eldest son of the previous earl died in a fight against the heretics, a contest started between the second and the youngest son of the Hayne family. At that time, because the second son, who is also the current Earl Hayne, had not awakened his Blessing yet, and Feliciaâs father was much better-favored by their father, the present earl was in a great anxiety almost all the time.
Then a favorable turn came to the second son, who awoke his Blessing. Furthermore, his son Harrington grew into a very talented young man who wasnât even inferior to Princess Natasha and Earl Verdi. The second son successfully inherited the title and all the land the Hayne family had.
âI feel the same way.â Orvarit nodded, âThis piece of symphony reminded me of the beautiful country life. Maybe youâre right, Natasha, but the concert is already very impressive. Letâs wait and see the following two pieces of work.â
âThe last symphony is from his student, though. I canât believe a new learner who just started learning music three months ago can compose a symphony, and I donât have much expectation on the young ladâs so-called talent.â Earl Rafati also joined their conversation, a very handsome man seemingly to be in his early thirties.
âUncle Hart, I believe youâre the last person who should claim that talent doesnât mean anything.â Natasha laughed in a very non-noble-lady way, âYou awoke the Blessing of Sun when you were ten, and became an 8th circle senior-rank holy magus in your sixties. No one is more promising than you are for finally becoming a legendary holy magus.â
The seemingly young Earl Rafati was actually way elder than he looked like, and he was a very powerful holy magus. Holy magi were people who awoke their Blessing and therefore were granted with magic power. To differentiate the blessed spellcasters from the notorious sorcerers, people called them magi.
There was also a reason for the great power of the Rafati family. While other noble families were relating to each other by intermarriage, the Rafati family insisted on royal incest to make sure the great family power and the purest blood could be inherited by their younger generations. Although many deformed babies were thus born, the family also had many genius members such as the present earl.
Verdi commented seriously, âUncle Hartâs talent is a gift from God. Itâs different.â
âSo is musical talent, I heard.â Natasha smiled, âSeriously, Iâm quite looking forward to Lucienâs work. No matter if itâs good or bad, itâs gonna be interesting.â
âThe fourth piece of symphony should be the most impressive and outstanding one for tonightâs concert. I hope Victor knows what heâs doing.â Rafati slightly shook his head.
âAside Lucienâs work, Iâm also quite excited about the new musical instrument, the piano.â Natasha switched the topic to the following piano concerto.
âI wonder how piano performs compared with harpsichord.â Sitting on the chair, Verdiâs back was straightened in a serious manner.
Now Victor was more relaxed, knowing that his first two pieces of symphonies were acknowledged by the grand duke. During the break, he was chatting with his students casually, while Rhine appeared to be more silent than usual.
Soon it was time for Victor to go back to the stage. This time Rhine would be his designated conductor to direct the orchestra, and Victor would be the one who played the new musical instrument, the piano.
The sound of the piano was rich and resounding. The first note of the piano concerto instantly caught the whole audienceâs attention. This was a piece of concerto with religious profundity.
âImpressive,â Verdi commented with satisfaction and then closed his eyes to listen carefully.
The high sound quality of piano fitted perfectly well with the solemnity and sacredness of the religious music. Several higher pitches were also handled very well by the piano. The whole Psalm Hall was immersed in the majestic melody.
When the concerto came to its end, Cardinal Sard crossed himself and said, âThis is an eulogy for God. The success of this concerto is accomplished by this brand new musical instrument.â
âIt is awesome. It is the best keyboard instrument ever!â Natasha gasped with admiration, âCompared with piano, harpsichord and clavichord are just like toys for girls!â
âYou are a girl as well, Natasha.â Orvaritâs brows were slightly frowned. The grand duke was about to applause when he heard his daughterâs improper comment.
Regarding her father with reverence, Natasha mumbled, âEven so, Iâm still the most special girl among them all, no inferior to any man.â
Hearing Natashaâs murmuring, a meaningful smile appeared on Verdiâs face, but he did not say anything.
âI saw you, Verdi!â Natasha straightened her back instantly and stared at him seriously, âYou donât think so, do you? Or you want a fight outside?â
âWell⌠I donât want any trouble.â Verdi was still smiling.
âAll right, Natasha. Symphony of Fate is coming.â The grand duke was trying to change the topic between the two.
Taking a glance at the stage, Natasha squinted at Verdi, âMy dear cousin, I believe Lucienâs work will be better than all of yours.â
âWell, at least I have my music works to be compared. While you, my dear Natasha, youâre not good at composing at all. With regard to the talent of composing, I believe Iâm way more gifted than you are.â Verdi instantly fought back.
âThatâs really true, isnât it? Well⌠well⌠then how strange it is that none of your brilliant work has ever been played in the Psalm Hall, while a random guy who just started learning music three months ago somehow managed to do it?â Natasha put on a rather surprised look.
âI just donât want toâŚâ Verdi gnashed his teeth, feeling sort of speechless, âThe guy named Lucien⌠his work can never be better than mine.â
âAha! I heard what you said!â Natasha laughed, âLetâs see what will happen if his work indeed is better than yours.â
The grand duke also nodded, feeling very expectant like the other nobles, except Wolf. Wolfâs face was almost twisted together. Although the success of Victorâs concert would not do any harm to him, in Wolfâs mind, it was Victor who took away the success he deserved. So Wolf was going to pay very close attention to every single note of the following symphony, finding the tiniest flaws and putting all of them on Music Criticism.
On the small west balcony, Alisa and Joelâs hands were grabbing together tightly. Even John was feeling sort of nervous. All of them were waiting for Symphony of Fate, the last piece of work tonight.
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Standing in front of the orchestra, with the baton in his hand again, Victorâs mind churned. He thought back to the failure of his first concert, the great success of the second concert, the many memorable moments between Winnie and him, Winnieâs affectionate gaze toward the end of her life, as well as the encouragement from Lucien, Rhine and the rest of his studentsâŚ
âWinnie, can you hear me?â Victor knew he was ready, and he slowly lifted the baton.
The moment when Victor waved his baton, the beginning of the symphony shocked every audience present. The first few bars of the symphony were like the loud knocks at the door that instantly woke everyone up. Orvarit, Natasha and Verdi opened their eyes at the same time with great surprise.
It was fate that was knocking the door, in an irresistible and fierce manner.