musicians of old

Chapter 663 “Bang!”

"Master Fanning, you came here, uh... to accompany you for a drink, but your injury, uh, is so regretful, it's really worrying, I hope you can recover soon."

"Master, the ship was in a state of panic and the waves were rough. There is really no need to hurry. There is still more than a month before the festival."

"Mr. Fanning, this is a rare opportunity. Are you really not going to go to the Turner Art Theater in Elisha County to give some guidance? It will only take half a day tomorrow. In fact, we also have several art galleries in small towns, and our work is also quite impressive."

The banquet hall next to Elisha Port was brightly lit, with a harmonious atmosphere and people toasting each other.

But if you consider that the main seat is occupied by a person in a wheelchair and bandages, the painting style is actually a bit strange.

After the messenger contacted the top leaders of San Perto, the church immediately responded:

Control the spread of this additional information! The local clergy will board the ship first to control the staff! The headquarters will immediately send higher-level people to meet them halfway and try to slow down the journey of the old symphony orchestra to the holy city!
Although it is said that there are too many "Crescents" and "Forged Lions" coming to Janus to participate in the Harvest Art Festival, and the church cannot receive them all strictly according to the specifications, but now a "Crescent" has been beaten to the point of being in a wheelchair, which is a serious matter!

The follow-up instructions and dispatches from headquarters were sent out very frequently.

As for the local authorities, even without these instructions, out of selfish considerations, the priest and the mayor would like to ask Master Fanning to "inspect" a few more locations in the next few days.

In this case, they would try their best to keep him.

It’s a pity that Master Fanning didn’t appreciate it.

All the local efforts were in vain. I knew the itinerary half a month in advance and made countless preparations, but now all of them have been wasted.

After taking a sip of the porridge from the spoon that Xilan fed him, Fan Ning smiled faintly and said, "Everyone, it's just a quick meal. Sorry to bother you when you pass by."

At this point, the mayor and the priest had no choice but to keep him.

What can I do? I blame myself for having such bad luck.

At least the other party was quite gentle during the meal and didn't vent his anger on himself or cast a bad impression on Janus as a whole.

If it were me, I probably wouldn't even be in the mood to open my mouth and speak.

So the entire old symphony orchestra team led by Fanning continued on their journey towards San Pereto that night.

The main means of transportation for traveling was chartered trains. In places where trains were not available, horse-drawn carriages were temporarily used.

When we reached the Pontoise County area, we took the water route again and switched to a fleet of motor ferries on the canal.

The band stopped at some places along the way, and was received by local church and municipal leaders, but Fanning also just had a "working lunch". Although he behaved in a gentle manner, he did not show any interest in deep conversation or hanging out.

——This attitude was reported by a series of messengers from the church, and the San Perto side felt that Master Fanning was probably still suppressing his anger.

Many senior officials of official organizations have also begun to speculate on different versions of the incident.

In this way, they walked more and stopped less, and the "travel-style journey" that everyone had originally envisioned after arriving at the Western Continent became a real journey.

Within a few days, the ferry fleet arrived at the lowland parish of Laubken in Pontoise County.

Walking along the canal through the market town, everyone saw scrap steel bars, piles of rubble, newly built makeshift houses, and residents scraping vegetables and washing clothes in puddles left by shells.

When Fan Ning saw this scene, he was somewhat moved.

He had been to this place before. Now the war had fallen into a pointless stalemate with no end in sight. The scenes in the "rear of the war" in the small town and the living conditions of the residents were no different from those of nearly two years ago.

However, the one-armed old priest Durk, who had met and followed him here, was now left in the abnormal area forever.

The fleet of motor ferries gradually slowed down as they approached the dock port.

From a distance, Fanning saw the team of spare carriages waiting on the shore, as well as the groups of people waiting.

It's very strange, this group of people is very strange. Fanning and Sheeran's eyes flashed with surprise at the same time, and then brightened again.

They actually saw Laxus.

This old fox, who was the supervisory partner of Uvlancel and Owen, and a musicologist who was well versed in the triple realms, had actually crossed the ocean and arrived here almost at the same time as his side. At this time, he brought several investigators with him, staring at him with narrowed eyes.

Another group of people was led by two people. One was a middle-aged man with a thin build, clenched fists, thick eyebrows, and a white robe with a pattern of a burning sun painted on it. The other was a silver-haired old man with a kind face, wearing high-pitched glasses and a cross necklace, and holding a copy of the Lavoisier Gospel in his hand.

Fanning had been "acquainted" with these two people before. They were Melaltin, the chief judge of the Inquisition, and Richelieu, the Cardinal of the Western Continent!
The second and third most important figures in the church all rushed over upon hearing the news!
Some local officials and clergy stood obediently at the back and dared not utter a word.

As for the other girl who stood a little distance away from the church group,
She was tall, with her hair tied up, wearing a bright yellow dress and a colorful belt fluttering in the wind. She took steps while looking around.

"Senior Roy!" Xilan couldn't help but shout in surprise and joy.

In fact, it's not just Fanning. She hasn't really seen Roy in the waking world for a very long time.

This was actually a delicate process of getting along with each other. Although the two had worked together for a long time, their relationship was not so close at the beginning.

During Fanning's time at school, including the more than a year he spent developing his career after graduation, Sheeran's impression of Roy was mostly one of admiration and respect.

Roy generally looked at this violin genius with appreciation, and also with some inexplicable envy or jealousy. This feeling was not in line with the open-mindedness of a young lady from aristocratic family, but it was almost impossible to change it with subjective will - as the only daughter after Professor Anton's death, Sheeran felt that Fanning had a kind of caring relationship with her that was almost difficult for others to achieve through "effort".

But this situation changed after the incident on the premiere day of the "Resurrection" in 914.

Fanning is gone, and Joan is gone too.

The Turner Hall stall was simply thrown to the then inexperienced Sheeran. On the first, second, and third day, the situation became more and more difficult as time went on. However, Roy provided a lot of selfless support from behind.

Of course, Sheeran focused more on the headquarters and the old symphony orchestra, and later with the expansion of the cinema chain, this large business was thrown into Roy's hands.

It is difficult to describe the essence of this transformation in just a few words, nor can it be said that the two have no grudges at all on some delicate issues, but Sheeran did develop a deep dependence on Roy, which may have been one-sided at first, but later, this dependence gradually became mutual.

But from the beginning of 915, Roy began his 20-month journey in St. Pereira. Strictly speaking, the time when Fanning dressed up as Lavoisier and spent time with Roy was actually a little later than the time when Sheeran parted with her.

It's been a long time indeed.

A gust of cold and invisible wind blew by, and Xilan directly traveled through the star realm, and his spirit "came out" from in front of Roy on the shore.

"Did you miss me?" Roy smiled and took her hand.

Her expression suddenly became nice and gentle, but she was actually very anxious before that.

Because as soon as she saw Sheeran, she could tell from Sheeran's overall emotional state that Fanning was probably seriously injured, but probably not to the point of being "dying" or "high-level paraplegic".

I was probably having a stress reaction after hearing the news along the way, and I was overthinking it.

Roy grabbed Xilan's hand and was about to pull her to whisper something in her ear, when suddenly an inopportune muffled sound rang in everyone's ears.

"Snapped!"

I saw that the already mad inspector general Junker was tied up and thrown out of the ferry in an arc.

It hit Laxus hard in front of him!

Sheeran and Roy looked in the direction of the sound.

Melaltine, Richelieu and a group of clergymen behind him also looked in the direction of the sound.

On the deck of the ferry, Fanning was sitting in a wheelchair, speaking weakly:

"Mr. Laxus, could you please help me check which secret organization this person belongs to?"