Chapter 173: Yeats is at his wits' end, and Yeats writes his immortal masterpiece

In an instant.

A classical and melodious slow movement sounded.

Yeats looked so focused as he played with his ten fingers that it seemed as if everything around him had darkened and turned into night, and a ray of bright moonlight was illuminating him like a spotlight.

If Christian's Moonlight Sonata is elegant, it's like a lover's whisper.

Then the Moonlight Sonata played by Yeats even has a hint of gloom and melancholy.

It was like the pitch-black lake reflecting the hazy pale moonlight, so quiet, so distant, and even... with a hint of fear and sadness.

"Is this moonlight?" Lothar reported to Christian, sneering, "It's like ghosts dancing on the lake!"

Christian's eyes flickered, and he somewhat understood the meaning of "change" mentioned by Yeats, and whispered back: "Your Highness, whether it is cloudy or bright... it is all moonlight."

Suddenly.

The tune suddenly changed.

Christian was surprised to find that this Moonlight Sonata actually had a second movement!

In the second movement, Baron Yeats' Moonlight Sonata, the melody changes from the melancholy of the first movement to a light, beautiful and pleasant one.

While Christian was still immersed in the second movement, the short and concise second movement had already ended, and the most intense and emotional third movement came along!

Yeats's ten fingers danced quickly on the piano keys, and the intense allegro made June's eyes show shock.

The difficulty of this piano piece is even higher than Christian's piece!

How did Yeats come to master this piece?

He had never seen a harpsichord before, so did he improvise this piece? !

The same question appeared in everyone's mind.

Dean Richard's upturned beard kept trembling in the emotional piano music, and his eyes showed strong shock.

The improvised music was so complete that even Christian couldn't help himself.

This is no longer something that can be described as genius.

No wonder Yeats was chosen by God of art, no wonder he was favored by the goddess of art!

A scene seemed to appear in front of Christian's eyes.

Millions of raindrops hit the lake water, and the lake surface illuminated by the moonlight was rippling in circles between the sudden rainstorms. In the heavy rain, a musician, who was soaked all over, sat by the lake and played the harpsichord.

The moonlight is gone, but there are still people here chasing after it.

Yeats' Moonlight Sonata is not about the melting moonlight, nor is it about poetic and picturesque feelings, but is filled with the boiling passion in his heart.

There was a hint of fanaticism in Christian's eyes.

"Yes, this third movement is what Yeats called the climax!"

The whole piece lasted about fifteen minutes, but everyone seemed to be under a spell and listened to the whole piece from beginning to end.

In the finale, the boiling passion of "Moonlight Sonata" reached its climax, but suddenly fell silent, but the lingering sound echoed in the ears of all the listeners.

Yes, the lingering sound... Princess Celine's eyes were blank, and in the blank space that was lingering with meaning, she saw a bright full moon rising again after the rainstorm.

The moonlight, after being baptized by heavy rain, became more beautiful and moving.

The moonlight is still there!

Princess Celine had tears in her eyes, and she was unconsciously infected by the emotions in the music.

When the song ended, Yeats stood up slowly and looked around in the silent hall to greet everyone.

Christian ignored the gloomy Prince Lothair and said excitedly with fanatic eyes:

"Mr. Yeats, this piano piece is destined to go down in history!"

Princess Celine calmed herself down, smiled elegantly and gracefully, and was the first to applaud.

Suddenly.

There was warm applause.

On the second floor of the hall, Duke Vic was applauding and looking surprised.

Everyone thought Yeats was at his wit's end.

Who would have thought that he would use this opportunity to create an immortal work? ! In the magnificent mansion, the sound of Yeats's "Moonlight Sonata" was still echoing.

The guests present were either in a trance, immersed in the music, or moved, shocked by Baron Yeats's piano skills.

The harpsichord had only just been invented, but Baron Yeats was able to play such perfect music with it.

The waxing and waning of the moon can be depicted through music alone, and the fingering and emotions are brought to the extreme in the third movement!

"It's wonderful, Baron Yeats. I even see the bright moonlight after the rainstorm in your music!"

Christian is one of the most famous musicians in the imperial capital of Tofanna. His eyes were filled with excitement and enthusiasm, and he was generous with his praise.

"When did you compose this piece of music? Can you let me see the score? I swear, this piece of music will be passed down to future generations!"

Because Christian is a musician, he can relate to this famous piece even more.

However, the more Christian expressed his amazement, the gloomier the expression of Prince Lothar beside him became.

I expected the other party to make a fool of himself, but I never thought that he would have such outstanding attainments in music.

A "Moonlight Sonata" that completely beats Christian's Moonlight Sonata! Lothar glanced at Princess Celine beside him, only to see that the saint of the Moonlight Church had a strange brilliance in her beautiful eyes, staring intently at the silver-haired boy.

This made Lothar's heart surge with nameless jealousy. He maintained his composure and said with a fake smile, "Your performance skills are indeed superb. I would like to ask, who composed the piece just now, and when did you come into contact with the harpsichord?"

To some extent, Lothar's suspicion was correct, and the song was composed by someone else.

But as a time traveler, plagiarism is undoubtedly a universal skill.

Yeats was prepared to shamelessly apply Beethoven's "Moonlight Sonata" to his own name.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to take advantage of Princess Celine and the Moonlight Church to gain benefits.

To be on the safe side, before preparing this piece of music, Yeats specially browsed through the biography of Emperor Lorraine in his "Memory Palace·Library" in his mind to confirm that he had never been involved in music creation in his life, and only then did he feel at ease to copy it.

It is easy to explain why he possesses such outstanding composing and performing abilities. The title of God's Chosen One alone can overshadow all criticisms.

Facing the questions from Christian and Lothair, Yeats remained calm and answered them one by one: "This is a piano piece I improvised. The score is already in my mind."

Amid the suppressed exclamations of the crowd, Yeats turned to look at the puzzled Lothair and smiled, "This is indeed my first time to play the harpsichord, but this instrument has many similarities with the harpsichord and the clavichord. I know a lot about music theory, so it's not difficult for me to play it directly."

The room was dead silent.

When June heard this, her eyes widened in shock.

Lothar's smile froze on his face.

There was a glimmer of surprise in Princess Celine's eyes.

First contact, improvisation, play directly!

These words, like thunderbolts, exploded in Christian's mind.

Christian's eyes were blank, as if his mind had collapsed, and his body shook slightly involuntarily.

"But, this is impossible!" Christian said in a panic, "No matter how talented a musician is, he can't improvise a piece like that! This is beyond the realm of ordinary people!"

Dean Richard stroked his beard proudly, smiled as expected, and defended Yeats:

"You are right, Mr. Christian. The Moonlight Sonata that Yeats just improvised and performed is indeed far beyond the ordinary—"

Richard looked at Yeats and saw him nod slightly, so he smiled frankly and said, "Because Yeats is not an ordinary person."

"He is the Goddess of Art's Chosen One. Looking at the entire Zhongting Continent, he may be the only one in the world who is God's Chosen One!"

Richard's words were powerful.

It landed in the hall like a bolt of thunder, causing an immediate sensation.

"Bronte's Yeats? The Chosen One of Art?"

"Isn't his nickname Deadwood? He is actually favored by the goddess of art!"

"No wonder he can improvise such a piece of music!"

The status of God's Chosen One is even higher than that of the Saint Lady, the Son of God and other gods' prepared vessels.

To put it simply, God’s choice is to follow orders rather than announcements.

The god thinks that you, a supernatural being, are very suitable for his liking, so he bestows a portion of divinity on you, hoping that you can spread the god's faith on his behalf.

When an exceptionally outstanding chosen one appears, sometimes multiple gods will choose one.

The news that Yeats was God's chosen artist was announced at the Duke of Vic's dinner party, and everyone was shocked, surprised, or unbelievable.

But just now, Yeats' performance of "Moonlight Sonata" proved his identity as the chosen one of art in disguise!

Christian was stunned for a moment. His heart, which had been shattered to pieces, was once again picked up piece by piece. He pieced it together again and comforted himself: "So that's how it is... I actually tried to compete with him in playing the piano just now. It was really a pipe dream..."

Please...collect 6...9...books...!

There are so many geniuses in the world, but there is probably only one contemporary art god! Christian no longer had any thoughts of comparison, only admiration and respect. He sighed and said, "I really didn't know my limits just now, Baron... Please write down the score so I can take it back to the imperial capital, Tofanna. I believe that even the most discerning critic in the Golden Agate Hall will praise your "Moonlight Sonata"!"

The court pianist he sponsored actually praised another pianist so much... Prince Lothar couldn't help but look furious... What a great choice of artist! He had spent so much time preparing for this dinner, and he had given him the limelight for nothing! With the last bit of grace he had, he bowed to Princess Celine and said, "I'm not feeling well, so I'll go back first."

There was no response to this.

Celine lowered her eyes, as if still immersed in the shock of Yeats being God's chosen artist, and ignored Lothar again.

Lothar snorted in his heart and left the table angrily, leaving alone without even saying goodbye to Christian.

The second floor of the lobby.

Duke Vic was stunned for a long time... Yeats was the chosen one by God? I just questioned his musical attainments?

Thinking of how Yeats had just been so graceful and how he had faced the doubts with neither arrogance nor servility, the Duke of Vic could not help but nod his head, and his impression of him changed a lot.

"You seem to have known this for a long time?" Duke Vic glanced at Elsa, who was looking at him with longing, and asked unhappily, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"Father, you didn't ask either." Elsa said with a smile.

A handsome young artist like Yeats is more likely to win the hearts of noble ladies than a little girl like Elsa.

Duke Vic actually envied the young man a little. He shook his head helplessly and said, "You should stay away from him, Elsa."

He didn't want to not only fail to control the Brondi family, but also put his own daughter in it! "Baron Yeats is my savior." Elsa shook Duke Vick's arm and said coquettishly, "Father, please let me go and say a few words to Baron Yeats."

"This Moonlight Sonata is a precious opportunity for Yeats to make friends with the Moonlight Church." Duke Vic explained calmly, "I will create a chance for him to be alone with Princess Celine. If you consider Yeats, you shouldn't disturb him."

Elsa pursed her lips and then said softly, "I will listen to you, father..."

Duke Vic sighed secretly.

I have taken great pains to protect my precious daughter! In the hall, the long banquet table was covered with velvet tablecloths and filled with delicious food. The guests shared golden bread and fragrant roasted venison, and were still discussing the performance.

"I saw Prince Lothair turn and leave."

"If it were me, I wouldn't want to stay here any longer..."

"Who would have thought that Baron Yeats was the chosen one of art? The Moonlight Sonata made Princess Celine's eyes sparkle..."

Christian also made a special trip to ask Yeats some advice on fingering.

He realized later that Lothar had already gone far away. He thought something was wrong and left in a hurry after saying goodbye to Yeats.

The musicians began to play again, and from time to time they cast awe-inspiring glances in Yeats' direction. For those who make a living from art, the chosen one of art is undoubtedly an object worthy of worship! "You really should have seen Lothair's face just now."

June found Ye Zhi, patted Ye Zhi on the shoulder, and laughed: "You've turned the color of liver!"

"He told me to play, and so I played," Yeats said.

June laughed, then looked around and said in a low voice:

"I heard that Lothar is narrow-minded. You should be prepared for his revenge."

"In addition, the news that you are the chosen one of the gods of art has many implications. And if you compose a famous song in the name of Moonlight, it may attract the covetousness of the forces of the dark night... You should be careful."

The Dark Night Sect has been at war with the Moonlight Sect since ancient times.

Under the Cult of Darkness, there are several other organizations such as the Brotherhood of Thieves and the Assassin's League. Being targeted by them is indeed a big trouble.

Ye Zhi nodded and said, "Thank you for the reminder. I will pay attention to it."

At this time, a maid with a veil came and invited Yeats to the side hall on the second floor to chat with Princess Celine.

The short-haired beauty whistled, elbowed Ye Zhi, and said with a wicked smile: "Come on, try to capture the Saint!"

Ye Zhi said speechlessly: "Why don't you go up yourself?"

"I would like to, but I can't play the Moonlight Sonata." June spread her hands and said, "Why don't you go?"

The maid cleared her throat. She held a high position in the Moonlight Church, so she could serve as the Saint's personal maid.

Yeats followed the maid to the side hall on the second floor. Sitting on a handmade sofa was Princess Celine, who had snow-white hair and was wearing a silver dress.

"Please take a seat, Baron Yeats." Princess Celine smiled softly. "The Moonlight Sonata just now was perfect."

"Princess, thank you for your praise." Ye Zhi sat down and said, "Did you invite me here for something else?"

"To be honest, I would like you to record the music score and grant the Moonlight Church the right to perform the Moonlight Sonata in the temple."

Princess Celine said softly: "The Moonlight Church will also give you corresponding rewards."

Simply put, it is not about buying out the music, but only asking for permission to perform it, and the name of the creator will be retained.

Ye Zhi had originally planned to make friends with the Moonlight Church, and quickly negotiated the details of the cooperation with Princess Celine.

"If I remember correctly, you should have the Moonfire Potion here?"

The Moonfire Potion can greatly enhance Ye Zhi's current study of 'Moonlight Fighting Qi'.

Princess Celine was a little surprised, but said nothing and quickly asked her maid to bring a bottle of potion.

The liquid in the transparent crystal bottle flows like milk and emits a silvery glow.

"This is the Moonfire Potion, which has been blessed by the oldest Moonlight Temple in the Grand Duchy of Lusica."

Princess Celine stood up again and elegantly took out a mace from the maid holding a wooden box.

Seeing the mace, Ye Zhi was stunned for a moment, but then he saw Princess Celine holding the mace, weighing it in her hand, and then smiled and said, "Please don't be nervous, Lord Ye Zhi, the mace is a common weapon in our Moonlight Sect."

"This mace is called Crescent Moon. It is forged with moonstone and mithril. It can be used as a weapon to release combat skills, and it can also be used as a medium for casting spells. It is also one of the gifts for you."

The mace, known as the "Morning Star" among medieval cold weapons, is divided into two styles: hard-headed hammer and round-headed hammer.

The spiked round-peen hammer is similar to an oriental mace, with a spherical combat part covered with spikes.

The bladed hammer is a blunt instrument with a unique design aesthetic and is very popular among the followers of the Holy Light.

The Crescent Mace belongs to the category of blade-shaped hard-headed hammer. It is silver-white all over and emits bright moonlight. It is like a magic prop. When attacking, the combat part will automatically ignite moon fire.

Princess Celine holds a mace in her hand, giving off a kind of beauty similar to Lin Daiyu plucking a weeping willow tree.

Ye Zhi pursed his lips, said thank you, and was about to take the mace from Princess Shilin.

However.

The maid beside Princess Celine suddenly attacked. While Princess Celine was interacting with Ye Zhi, she thrust out a dagger from her sleeve like lightning! Ye Zhi's pupils shrank. From his angle, he could just see the maid's assassination.

But Princess Celine had her back to the maid and was completely defenseless!

Ye Zhi handed the mace back to Princess Shilin and reminded her:

"Be careful, there's an assassin!!"

(End of this chapter)