The Defeated Dragon

The piano, as a musical instrument requiring superb craftsmanship, does not know when it was invented.

Many people believe that the piano originated from the Moon Empire, an empire that has disappeared for thousands of years. The historical truth is beyond recognition, and even the Moon Empire can be put on the head of whatever it is.

Noble nobles who are proud of themselves cannot do without music.

And the piano is the most valued by the nobles in music. Many nobles have learned to play the piano since childhood. For example, the predecessor Liszt did not play the piano less often.

His sister Li Weila, played the piano well, and cousin May Opal was a piano enthusiast.

Even some little nobles will save money and buy a piano as a pastime. Many aristocratic second sons have no hope of inheriting the title and dare not enter the battlefield. They will instead attack the piano, practice piano playing skills, and become a pianist.

After becoming a pianist, you can continue to enter and leave the high society.

Many pianists rely on charm to attract the favor of ladies and noble ladies, which is not new.

Well-known pianists are valued even in the court. And those pianists who can create piano music are all called masters, where nobles are rushing to receive them, and the ladies are secretly sending Qiubo.

Liszt has enjoyed such treatment in a song "To Alice" in the Castle of Long Taro.

The madness of the nobles on the piano directly gave birth to a group of iron knights who specialized in making pianos. Iron knights are the spirited practitioners who build magic weapons, gem weapons and other equipment. Weapons, belong to the senior blacksmith.

The iron knight who built the piano is called the piano knight.

At least to reach the Marquis family to have the financial resources to cultivate a piano player capable of making qualified pianos-each piano is equivalent to a magic weapon.

The cheapest piano costs at least ten gold coins.

So many pianists start with used pianos.

There are several pianos in Tulip Castle, but unfortunately the earl did not give any of them to Liszt, so that Liszt, who came through, did not find himself "the piano king, Liszt".

"Perhaps it was a piano song in the fortress of Long Taro, which has released the king of piano in my heart, so triggered such a smoke mission?"

He has adjusted his emotions and settles down when he comes.

Finding a way to accomplish the task is what matters most.

"How do I write a letter to Dunico? As a friend or as an identity? Or just write a blind pass to deal with the smoke task?"

A moment of contemplation.

He returned to the study, unrolled a thick sheet of paper, picked up the quill and began to dip it in ink: "Dear Dunico ..."

"I wonder if you are still practicing" To Alice "recently? When I returned by boat, I sorted out the score in the waves of the sea. The bumpy cabin and the noise of the waves always destroyed my grasp of the melody, and maybe parting. And restless factors include. "

"Back to the flower town away from the hustle and bustle and breathing the cold air in the snow, my brain finally calmed down. Although the score has been sent to the Long Taro Fortress with Ranieri's butler, and then transferred to your hands. I Still trying to replay those melodies. "

Writing here, he couldn't help pulling a thick sheet of paper full of notes from his desk.

This was rewritten by him when he returned to Tulip Castle. After playing many times, he finally dug out the details of "To Alice" from the memory.

The scores promised to be mailed to Meopor and Dunico were written in a hurry when the sea was bumpy.

Not perfect.

When he left Tulip Castle, he didn't choose to send a more perfect "To Alice". He probably didn't think it was necessary. After all, he didn't need to rely on the pianist to add his noble temperament.

So this score was placed on the desk desk and dusted.

Looking at the powerful characters above, he seemed to think of the madness that night. Compared to Siren's beauty, Dunicoson is much more beautiful, but the charming charm is beyond the innocence and purity of Ah. One makes you think blasphemy is a crime, and one makes you only want to sin.

Dangdang.

Knocking at the door was Carter, the housekeeper: "Master, is it convenient for you?"

Thinking back, Liszt responded, "Come in."

Carter walked in with a cup of milk tea: "This is the milk tea that Mrs. Moson has just brewed, with a little bit of fine honey. If you like it, I will tell Mrs. Moson to continue brewing like this."

"I'll try it first." Liszt lifted the cup and tasted it. The milk tea with honey was undoubtedly better than the fresh milk before.

These superb honeys were scraped from the poisonous honeycomb smashed by Heima Island. They were twenty pounds in weight, non-toxic and very sweet and sweet.

Fill it with a few fillings and label it "Exclusive".

There are those bee stings. After Mrs. Abbey put the oil and salt seasoning and stir-fry, most of them were destroyed by Liszt-half of them were eaten, most of them were packed into the gem space, and some bees were chewed for free. , Meizi.

At this moment, milk tea goes down.

The delicious and exciting taste buds, Liszt could not help but sip all the rest: "It's delicious, and the sweetness is just right, Mr. Carter, help me tell Mrs. Morson to adjust the amount of today's cup."

"Yes, sir." Carter left with a cup.

Liszt continued to bury himself at the desk, writing letters, non-stop.

"... I have now completed the details of" To Alice ", and I think it should appear on the piano stand of Miss Dunico who knows music best, with your long ten fingers turning into a beautiful note."

"I think I've heard your touching piano, lingering in my ears, as white as moonlight."

"Sincere regards!"

"Your sincere, Liszt."

The quill rested, and he picked up the thick sheet of paper and shook, allowing the ink on it to solidify faster. I then checked twice and thought the wording was OK, neither deliberately rusty nor cheeky. It just explained the reason for writing the letter, but did not suggest goodbye.

When men are impulsive, anything can be done.

But when reason existed, he knew better how to choose. He couldn't leave things in the town of flowers. He ran to Red Crab Island just to find a shot for Dunico.

If it weren't for the ridiculous content of the Smoke Mission ~ www.readwn.com ~ he would probably never contact Dunico again.

Passion is not love.

As a nobleman, you can afford to let go.

"I don't know what Dunique will think after receiving the letter ..." Liszt folded the thick paper in half and pulled out an envelope.

On the envelope, he wrote the words "Donike Hyacinth Pro-Relax" and "The Postman Liszt Tulip".

Then I lit the candle with a zigzag, took out a round spoon from the square box where the scent was kept in front of the table, scooped a few small rosins, and baked it on the candle.

After the rosin has softened into a liquid, apply it evenly on the envelope seal. When it was about to condense, he took out his own personal seal, a long square stamp with the name of "Lis" half-snake. Press **** the rosin, leaving an exclusive mark.

After doing all this, he called out to ridden Knight Philip: "Send it to Tulip Castle early in the morning and give it to Sir Levis and ask him to send it for me."

"As you wish, sir."