musicians of old

"I know you as a friend."

Some scenes in memory, people I have seen, and words I have said are evoked, and Fan Ning suddenly said this sentence out of nowhere.

"what!!"

Roy's eyes suddenly opened brighter than during the day's journey.

"Mr. Father knows the man I'm talking about? Have you dealt with him? Is he one of your partners? Mystical cooperation? Or artistic cooperation?"

After asking a series of questions, she immediately felt uncomfortable, and smiled embarrassedly: "Sorry, you can just pretend that I only asked the first question."

"It's the revelation from the secret of lighting." Fan Ning immediately changed his words pretending to be calm. "At the dinner party on the first day, Miss Roy had a lot of plans and was worried, so I asked for directions. The high light indicates that you have to negotiate with important people, and it must be the person you are talking about." After finishing speaking, he felt that he was doing well.

! !Abbe Lavoisier really was a genius.Roy was overwhelmed with admiration at the moment, but she also became more and more embarrassed. She straightened up the neckline of her white windbreaker, coughed lightly and said:

"Sorry, I took it for granted before."

It turned out that it was the day when I threw the propositional note about "the necessity of going to the abnormal area" into Mr. Priest's altar, and then I realized that the subsequent mystic connection did not really deal with Mr. Fanning.

How can there be such a coincidence, or know exactly what happened to him?

Then it is not called "divination", but "plagiarism" or "peeking".
"However, I think this kind of directional revelation has even more irreplaceable value. Can I ask Mr. Priest, what is the path to reveal the secret of lighting in the future?"

"Since it is necessary to negotiate with important people, it naturally depends on the result of the consultation." Fan Ning said bluntly.

"Oh" Roy continued to curl his lips.

But my dad won't allow me to go.

He doesn't allow it either.

Roy always felt that this Father Lavoisier still knew a lot, and she wanted to continue to ask for advice, or like the people of Janus, to do a "confession" to solve some doubts in her heart, but the abnormal area and Fanning. Two things that are inconvenient to explain in detail have come together. There are too many people at the moment, so I have to temporarily suppress the thought in my heart, and then see if there is a suitable occasion.

"There's no need to drive them away, let's take a detour."

Just at this time, the carriage was led to the side of the queues to buy food. The two priests wanted to evacuate for a while, but Roy called them to stop.

Everyone changed to another road and boarded the carriage again.

"From the bottom of my heart, this small town really needs more music now." The old priest Dulk was still raising his eyelids, looking at the people who were arguing or working.

"Miss Roy doesn't know anything. Since the war broke out, in the church's daily services, as long as there is a choir on the stage, the believers will fill the auditorium and the square in front every time. Even with the level of our small church, they can't receive the gifts you brought to the Holy City that day, but the people think that this is the most moving and peaceful moment in the gloomy daily life."

"Unfortunately, due to the limitations of various objective factors, the proportion of us who can organize performances of music during worship is now less than before. Moreover, the organist we hired has some mental problems due to the death of his relatives in Appile."

"Aren't there any other recreational activities?" Roy, who was leaning against the car window, asked.

"If it refers to the entertainment in the market place," Durke thought for a while, "Some places like taverns and private mansions are still open, and some are still brightly lit, but for ordinary people who don't have money to eat, how many people can afford to enjoy it? Who are the people who can squander there?"

"The number of wandering street performers is also significantly less now. Maybe they are still in a corner, but they have no energy. Well, before there will be some soloists, singers, or small chamber music groups in Puntua County to do tours. Our diocese will subsidize part of the remuneration so that people can buy tickets at a cheaper price. There are several shows every year. Now no one will come, and the venues we can receive have also been bombed."

In this era, air weapons have just taken shape, but there is no systematic means of air control.Fan Ning, who returned to rest with his eyes closed, felt that it was indeed a bit of a headache—disregarding the actions of a strong person at the level of understanding, or the pre-arranged large-scale secret rituals, in many cases, only airplanes can fight against airplanes.

But the airspace is so vast, instead of squatting or chasing enemy planes, it is better to go to other people's territory to blow up.
Roy also felt that the situation was a bit tricky.

Under the guidance of Mr. Fan Ning, the layout plan of the "chain theater chain" was perfect and precise, taking into account the geographical environment, government policies, economic conditions, cultural differences, infrastructure, and uneven levels of teachers.
But no matter how perfect the plan was, it was not perfect enough to even take into account factors such as "smuggling and air strikes".
"Mr. Priest, can your church survive the bombardment?"

When she asked this question, she was not only asking the church, but she was also asking the question of art venues.

The other party was shaking his head: "Miss Roy is too confident in it. In the face of these subversive modern weapons, apart from the holy city headquarters blessed by the 'Glowing Wheel' being safe, those county cathedrals may also be blown out of holes, not to mention churches in our small towns, which are not like ours. They are small enough, and they can use some means to avoid maneuvering after a spiritual warning."

"However, these guys dare not."

Durke's smile is full of vicissitudes, but also a little calm.

"If the church is the first to be attacked, or if they take the initiative to attack the clergy, it means that the agreement of 'no one with knowledge shall not serve or directly participate in secular warfare' will lose its validity in this incident, and the safety of the military leaders of the attacking party cannot be guaranteed."

"Although, even those who understand can't run amok on a large-scale battlefield, but military operations always require layers of organizers. Those leaders are just ordinary people who follow their daily routine and have relatively strict armed guards. It is not guaranteed that they will learn any strange knowledge, have any strange thoughts or hallucinations, or dream of some indescribable scenes or things."

"We will also restrain Janus' army and strictly prohibit attacks on churches or pastors of the Lingyin Order."

"Of course, the Lydians dare not attack churches or clergy, but there are not so many restrictions on other facilities. If there is a steam milling machine factory in the rear that is a military target, they will not consider 'whether there will be a school or a concert hall next to it'. Ms. Roy's personal suggestion for the location of the theater line is to rely on the church and set aside functional areas to be built adjacent to it.

Roy nodded.

This is a relatively solid option.

The army assembled in the industrial age can crush most of the knowledgeable people head-on, but if the venue of the official organization is destroyed, and the knowledgeable people assassinate their military leaders, it does not have to be frontal, and it does not have to be in wartime.

It can be regarded as a rule of the game formed under the acquiescence of the leaders of the authorities, which checks and balances each other at the secular level.

"There are blind spots." Fanning said suddenly.

"Please advise." Durke didn't know what the "blind spot" he was referring to.

Seeing that Father Lavoisier had something to say, the others all made a gesture of listening respectfully.

"The soldiers abandoned those dark and shameful things, practiced deceit, and did not misrepresent God's principles. This is naturally good. But if the army conspires with heresy that harms people, leaves those scars caused by perfidy, blinds His gospel, disrupts His prestige, makes the people in various cities jealous of each other, and does not honor the covenant with God, how should this be judged?"

It's a problem.The old priest was taken aback for a moment.

Yes, there are officials who know the rules, and the normal army also follows the rules.

What if the secret organization doesn't talk about it?
If a few esoteric believers were mixed into the armies of the two warring parties and muddied the water, it would not even be possible to tell for a while who was the mastermind, who provided the convenience, and who was the party being used.
Roy was nodding in deep agreement. Suddenly, with a strong inspiration, she felt that the night sky above her head seemed a little brighter than before
Everyone suddenly raised their heads.

"That is?"

The pitch-black clouds were pierced by some pale light beams, and the noise of rumbling airflow gradually appeared from far and near.

less than five seconds—

"Om! Om! Om! Om!."

Ear-piercing sirens sounded from all directions, and the few power sources in the entire small town were consumed by desperate operations!

"Air attack! Air attack!!!"

The people and soldiers have long been "familiar" with the sound of the siren, and reflexively threw away the work in their hands, and began to evacuate, evacuate, and hide in groups.

The accompanying city officials and civilian assistants were a little dumbfounded.

There are two masters and two high-ranking people by my side, so I don’t have to worry about my own safety, but why is there a bomber coming to “patronize” me at night, when it is still foggy and rainy at any time?
What kind of facility is this going to blow up?
A few seconds after everyone raised their heads, nine bombers that looked like dragonflies in the night sky, one in front and two in back formed a small group, and then one in front and two behind formed a large group, directly passing over their heads at an altitude of less than 1000 meters!
that direction?Impossible. The old priest Durke couldn't help but took a step, ran a few steps in the direction of the plane, and stopped suddenly.

Impossible to say anything! ?
About 4 kilometers further in the straight line to the east is the location of the church where everyone was more than an hour ago! ! !