musicians of old

Chapter 768 Acceptance Speech (Part 4, K -in-)

"'Love is a question', strange, I am obviously not the one asking the question, but I always want to know the answer."

"I have too many things that I haven't figured out. This was the most important thing at the time. I have been looking for the answer. In the process of searching, many things satisfied me. I wrote some things, such as "Rückert's Song", "The Beautiful Miller Girl" and "The Poet's Love". I have a clearer understanding of the structure of Huita, but I feel that I am always in a state of 'missing'. I don't understand why, but I am still looking. I think I will find it one day."

"But I didn't expect that when I was closest to hope, I suddenly found out that the poet was dead."

"Coincidentally, I just happen to know that a sage in a non-existent secret history has long said, 'God is dead'!"

Fanning recalled the last day of midsummer, the Red Church.

When he suddenly pushed open the dark porch door, he was instantly overwhelmed by the gorgeous light and boiling sound.

"During the Carnival, I completed the Symphony No. 3 in D minor by myself. After waking up from the dream of the South, I think I have found the answer to the question of violence and pastoral poetry, but I also understand a truth - the 'lack' that made me unhappy since birth is not a physical trauma, but a huge black hole in the unknowable spiritual abyss. I will still be 'missing' and will always search."

"Walter is an outstanding conductor. I am pleased that he is still here today and congratulate him on his promotion to the 'Crescent' after winning the Laureate title."

"."Walter in the audience was stunned. His right hand had been on the back of his head for more than three minutes.

No, Master Fanning.
he.
Is this person on the stage my teacher or my boss?!
Wait for those experiences of living in the south before
The teacher listed all the pros and cons of conducting the First Symphony as if he had picked them up at random. The honor of winning the crown was about to be added, but the teacher didn't care and asked me to get the last letter of recommendation for the position of "Music Director of the Old Symphony Orchestra" on the last day of departure. The tone of the letter was as casual as a joke.
Yes, Walter knew. There were many things in the past that were too confusing and shocking. He knew!
All the thoughts in his mind were completely shattered. On the other side, Bishop Calestini of the Temple of Fragrant Flowers was still in a state of outage. He looked up at the platform, then turned his head, and his open mouth pulled the muscles beside his cheeks so hard that it hurt.

Why didn't Mr. Scheele refute or stand up and say something?? .
The melancholy troubadour sitting next to him remained quietly, and except for his casual posture and serene expression, he looked like an ordinary citizen listening to the speech.

"But I still miss some people deeply." Fanning's tone was as deep as Scheele's. "Little Luna, who held an umbrella for me, bought me a piano, and helped me manage my purse; Miss Nightingale, who sang for me, confessed to me, and wished me a happy summer; Master Rückert, who lit a cigar made of Lengsha essential oil and aphrodisiac nectar for me and told me the secrets of the 'Eighth Phase' and the 'Nine Gardens'."

"I still miss the magnificent and long sea of ​​flowers of the Steinach Mountains in the Fox Lily Field, the thick pine resin smell and the lingering birdsong in the Orthos Rainforest, the deep sea and sky on the Paradog Islands route deck, and the vast starlight that gracefully descended from the roof of the Meistersinger Contest Theater."

Walter also thought of his two junior sisters and their encounter in the South Country.

That midsummer, every little bit.

He found himself crying.

"I am still 'missing'. I will continue to search for answers with their projections, until one day, I pick them up again in the long river of history."

Fanning looked up, briefly gazing at the sky.

When he lowered his head again, his eyes collided with those of the Special Patrol Office.

For the first time, he noticed that the expressions of these people had changed.

It's not the kind of change that controls other people's emotions with their own emotions, but they themselves have indeed changed.

The first time he saw Poglelich, he actually frowned!
And the pair of eyes under Mr. Wax's soft hat were staring at him at this moment!
It is like a scholar obsessed with archaeology who suddenly digs up something shocking underground. It is also like reading a book that records ancient secrets and feeling deep doubt and confusion about the dangerous knowledge that is difficult to distinguish between true and false.

Fanning uttered "Huh" again, but his eyes quickly passed through that row and fell on the seating area for the church members.

"I am Antoine Lavoisier, Saint Lavoisier, who gave to Janus the supreme glory of the mysteries of the Trinity and the Theme of God, your Patriarch, your Master, your Bather of Light."

boom! ! ——

The audience was in an uproar!!

Originally, it should have exploded long ago, ever since the words "I am Scheler" were spoken. However, everything that happened just now was too absurd, causing the Sacrament Square, which was under orderly control, to enter a strange state of "overheating" and "stable".

And now! !

What the hell!? What's going on!? What the hell is he talking about!?!?

WTF FUCK FUCK !!! Is he crazy!!! What the fuck is he talking about!?!?!?

The faces of those priests who were usually reserved and serious suddenly changed, and they jumped up from their seats!
Including His Holiness Pope Janinger XIX, Chief Inquisitor Melaltin, Cardinal Richelieu of the Western Continent, Cardinal Mir of the Northern Continent, and Bishop Christopher, an old friend of Fanning.
Also included was the honorary bishop, Commander Walter, whose face was still wet with tears.
They all felt as if their hearts were hit hard!
How many clergymen are there in the church? Not only from the Western Continent, but also from the Northern Continent, all those who could rush over have rushed to the Holy City. The order in the area in front of the square was completely disrupted. The policemen who were waiting nearby all gathered around nervously, whistles were blasted, and the bright lights that had been dimmed were lit up again one by one! !

But this did not help at all in maintaining order, because the believers in the seats farther away and further out had already rushed over and surrounded them!

Everything changed so fast and so absurdly that they had no idea why they were rushing forward.

Questioning? Verification? Crowding? Expelling? Or simply expressing some emotion? Or even more simply wanting to rush forward?

“There are three things that strongly dominate my artistic personality and constitute the entire driving force of my perseverance and awe in the road of exploration: the starry sky above my head, the moral code in my heart, and the unstoppable compassion and sympathy for human suffering.”

Fanning continued speaking, his voice gentle and low.

The starry sky above, the moral code in one's heart, the uncontrollable compassion and sympathy for the suffering of the world. When Roy in the audience heard these words, his whole body trembled slightly.

He is changing, he is undergoing some incomprehensible changes, but this is his style, this is still him!
We have talked a lot and understood each other a lot. All the words and thoughts seem familiar and it is definitely not the first time I have heard them!
"For I knew that all was appointed, that I would set foot on the land of Janus, and walk in the cities and in the wilderness, and that you would build an altar unto my name, that I might preach to you the light and gospel which are beyond all understanding."

Fanning held up a piece of papyrus and held it under the light to show the people.

"A road sign for migration, a scrap item after use."

"Do you see the four-fold traces above? Some people are very concerned about the secrets they point to. Of course, the outer coordinate arc has long disappeared."

Fanning stretched out his hand and flicked the papyrus, which swirled and fell to the ground.

The casual and free-spirited little movements make him look a bit like Scheler at this moment.

"Here, this is the sign."

"My 'First Light of Knowledge', the direction of my advancement into the mysterious gate, the first generation of the Holy Sun Church's Light-Bearer, Saint Johann Sebastian Bach! Look carefully, everyone, the symbol of the Lord of Witnesses is this four-fold divine name, 'Endless Fugue'!!"

Viadrin suddenly stood up from an inconspicuous seat at the corner of the square, and looked far away at the edge of his vision with shocked eyes.

At the beginning, the young man who was entrusted by Anton to be taken care of by himself, later became a piano student.
The young man who bought the "Candle" signpost in the Guidance School and applied for membership after trying to advance
Endless Fugue! ?
Why!! What on earth is going on!? All this.
“For the Lord will never cast off anyone.”

Fanning's words naturally carry the legacy of ancient priests, compassionate and pious.

Not just like Lavoisier.

The same is true of his teacher. Yes, this master Fanning's teacher, the musical guide, Anton Konar, who was also promoted to "New Moon", also has such inner temperament.

The same is true of Anton Koner's teacher, the old organist Louis Vienne.

“Though the Lord causes grief, He will yet show mercy according to His great lovingkindness; for He does not willingly afflict or grieve any.”

"If a man crushes the prisoners of this world under his feet, or wrongs a man before him in a high tower, or confuses right and wrong in a man's lawsuit, all these are not acceptable to the Lord. Unless the Lord decrees, who can say that it will come to pass? Do not blessings and disasters come from His mouth?"

Fanning's inquiry echoed around the square.

“But now the light of this world does not shine completely, and the gospel of this world is not fully preached; not all people in the cities and in the wilderness have milk and honey to eat.”

"During the days when Janus was walking, I asked the Lord for mercy with the Janus Requiem and the Mass in B Minor, and gave people cups and gifts. I also warned those false teachers who practiced witchcraft, smuggling, and idolatry, so that they would be alert and forgiven, or be sentenced. Before entering the abnormal area, I made a covenant with you, saying that I would drink the new grape juice with you in His kingdom, and I would carry you on eagles' wings and bring you to myself. Later, I brought back The Art of Fugue and Twenty Meditations on the Infants, and you also received them."

In the square, the believers were still pushing forward regardless of any obstruction, while the academicians and onlookers huddled in the back row, not knowing why. The representatives from the southern continent who were attending the celebration were powerless, and wanted to squeeze in but couldn't.

But for some reason, during Fanning's strange, gentle, and mournful speech, the noise, which had already reached a considerable height, did not continue to spiral out of control again and again, but instead remained in a continuous state of neither going up nor down.

People are still talking and there are still people arguing loudly, but that does not affect Fanning's voice reaching everyone's ears and skull.

"When the lamps of the night watchmen shone above my head, by the light I walked through the strange land, the valley of the shadow of death. In the darkness I swore, saying, 'Oh, if only my situation were as in former months, as in the days when God kept me.'"

"Everything that happened at that time is written in the Symphony No. 4 in G major, and you have heard it."

"And now I swear to you that you may be wise and understand this, and consider the fate of those who have fallen into it. May you have what you ask for, and may the Lord grant you what you long for. May my words be written now and recorded in a book. May I know where to see the light and stand before its curtain. May Saint Sebastian and the Holy Spirit be with you, as the Lord is with you."

“But do not be idle, but see the sorrow of the sons of men; and arise, and shout, and run.”

Fanning narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I have seen some things with my own eyes, and these things are also witnessed by the authorities, and no one can deny them. The deceitful 'phantom' secret arts, the treacherous subway accidents, the blasphemous secret door ruins, the grand but filthy 'carnival', the border wars of the flesh, and the instigation and plunder of false teachers are only a small part of the things. This world is filled with sorrows that you and I cannot understand."

"Speak for the mute, plead for the outcast. Give witness for the orphan, for the poor and needy. Execute justice for the poor and their workers, and rescue them from the hand of the wicked."

“For I heard a voice from the top of the tower saying, Write this: Blessed are the dead who die in the Lord from now on.”

“I said, Have I not written, that those who live shall perish, and those who perish shall live, and that after their death the Lord shall come and receive them as sheaves of corn.”

"The Holy Spirit said, 'Yes, they have rested from their labors, and the fruit of their work will follow them. They are fuel and dust, but after a short rest, they will all be sown by the Lord until they bloom again.'"

Fanning had left the standing area in front of the podium.

He walked further forward to the front edge of the wide stage and held the railing with both hands.

Looking down on everything.

There was a dark and noisy scene below.

The scene is somewhat fragmented.

Some people sat still, some were fidgeting; some stood still, some were running around; some were shouting and protesting loudly, trying to squeeze to the front, while some were standing far away in an inconspicuous corner, their eyes filled with tears without them noticing.

Roy, Sheeran, and the musicians of the old symphony orchestra were completely confused.

Especially Roy, she recalled her stay in Janus the year before, the theater inspection, the war rear, the sacrament of confession, the opportunity to be promoted to the Enlightened One, the Last Supper, and so on.
What does this mean? What does this mean?
She was crying, shaking her head, clutching her skirt, and staring deeply at the figure in the distance.

Has he always been by my side, silently protecting and guiding me?

But how is this possible!

"Master Fanning! What is your intention in saying these things later?"

"I don't understand. I really don't understand! Is this the result you discussed?"

The fans and travelers were extremely excited, and their faces flushed red under the spotlight.

"We need to get Saint-Lavoisier to speak up!!"

The priests in their clerical robes clenched their fists.

Some people had their eyes closed, their bodies trembling, praying for something, and making the sign of the cross on their chests.

"Mr. Scheele, why don't you say anything?"

Some people in the South were still panic-stricken and anxious, but they were outnumbered and completely suppressed in the commotion, unlike the clergy of the church whose emotions erupted like a torrent.

The police's whistles continued to sound rapidly.

"Master Fanning, this is all too absurd! You need a deeper explanation!"

"We need a reason to believe!"

"Master Lavoisier, please verify with Master Fanning!"

"Master Fanning, please explain!!"

“Please explain!!”

Such a big church, Janus, the birthplace of serious music, how can such a thing be a joke?
Among the crowd, various voices gradually evolved in the chaos, and some shouts became more unified because of the church's numerical advantage.

But what is very subtle is that the meaning of questioning is surprisingly little in this.

And more of a plea!
“Please explain!!!”

“Please explain our confusion!!!”