Throne of Magical Arcana Chapter 19
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Chapter 19
Chapter 19: Cramming
Translator: Kris Liu Editor:
Lucien’s hands were trembling slightly . Carefully he opened the book like turning to a new page
of his future . Within his expectation, the words in the book were the same as the ones in the
magic tomes he collected at the witch’s chamber .
He knew how to learn a language well . As long as he learned the pronunciation of the letters
and the basic rules of spelling, he could learn more by himself outside of the class by reading
intensively .
Victor repeated the pronunciations patiently two to three times on each word . Lucien followed
him carefully and wrote down some notes on the paper . “Read them until you becomes more
fluent . ” Victor said, “When it’s good enough, we’ll move to basic spelling and grammar . ”
What he said was actually more like an encouragement . As a beginner, it would be almost
impossible for Lucien to match the sounds and the letters in such a short amount of time .
The notes Lucien jot down were Chinese characters . He tried to relate these letters with his
mother tongue, just like he had done when he started learning English . Again, Lucien read
through it and he stayed focused, so the knowledge would enter his spirit library .
As expected, a new shelf labeled “Common Tongue” appeared, on which there was a black
hardcover book full of the strange characters, the same one that was lying in front of him on
reality .
Lucien opened the book in the library but found out only the first few pages were there, and the
rest of the book was simply blank . He went through the book on the table quickly, and as he
imagined, the spiritual version became complete instantly .
“Yes!” Lucien cheered in his mind .
With the help of the library, Lucien became more confident . It was very hard from the
beginning . Several times later he became better and better . After what seemed like the fifteenth
time, he got finally satisfied with his ability to remember them .
Of course, Lucien knew this would not last long . If he did not review that in a regular basis, they
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would be forgotten very soon . At the same time, Lucien also found out that his spiritual power,
which helped him with the spellcasting before, could help improve his memory as well .
At this time, Victor came back to teach Lucien again . After a while helping the students, his face
looked tired but also more relaxed . Probably Cohn was right: Victor was using teaching as a
distraction .
“Have you memorized all of them?” Victor asked, smiling . “Let me check it . ”
Like a primary student facing his teacher, Lucien was a bit nervous . He did forget some of them,
but mind then drifted into his library and he started reading according to his notes . It wasn’t
Lucien’s intention to cheat, but both his money and time were limited . He had plenty of time
reviewing them again in the library later .
Victor was surprised, “Have you learned before?”
Some of the students raised their heads and looked at Lucien .
“No, I haven’t . ” answered Lucien .
“Impressive . ” Victor commended, “Then we will start learning how to spell . ”
While some students were surprised, some of them scorned . In their eyes, Lucien must have
learned it before, and was just another scheming guy who wanted to impress Mr . Victor and
earn the chance to be his formal music student .
Inside the study room, the three most noble among them had started learning music .
However, that did not distract Lucien at all . There was only one goal in his mind: learn as much
as possible . Time is money! A day’s learning cost a lot!
“All right, ladies and gentlemen . Let’s take a break . ” Victor clapped gently and then walked
upstairs . At the same time, the servants came with tea and fruits .
The scent of Jasmine and lemon filled the room . Some of the fruits Lucien knew, and some he
did not .
A young guy decently dressed smiled at the classmates around him, with a piece of tablature in
his hand . “It seems like Mr . Victor got some inspiration . We may call it a day now, if his
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inspiration keeps flowing . ” He looked a bit older than Lucien . His eyes were long and narrow
and his nose straight . Among them, this guy was pretty outstanding .
A noble girl in a wine-colored dress was sitting right beside him . “If class finishes earlier, we’re
gonna have an extra one during the weekend . Don’t get too excited . ” She responded in a lazy
voice, "But I do hope Mr . Victor finishes his new song for the concert as soon as possible . So we
will finally be able to start practicing with the orchestra . Sitting in the room, merely reading
tablatures and playing flute by myself can never compete with a real rehearsal . "
Around seventeen or eighteen, she was pretty good-looking: hair long and bright red, like fire,
thick and sexy lip, and her waist was not tightened like most noble girls – otherwise she would
not be able to play the flute well .
Looking at her serious face, Lott laughed, “The first violinist, the man who is as handsome as a
silver moon… You like Rhine, don’t you? Felicia?”
The first violinist, also called concertmaster, played a significant role in a symphony orchestra .
When the conductor was absent, the first violinist would take the baton .
“I just feel he has excellent skills, much better than the last one . ” Felicia argued, but her face
flushed, “Don’t you think his solo for violin sonata No . 1 in G minor was really impressive?”
Talking about music, Lott became serious and excited . They started discussing sonatas and
suites . Other noble students also joined them, showing their great interest . Even a pretty
insightful comment made by a brown-haired girl with ordinary family background won their
consent .
In Aalto, music was another common tongue .
However, consciously or subconsciously, the noble students still often ignored the others, while
the common ones treated Lucien indifferently and tried to get close to the ones of higher status .
For noble students it was likely that the ordinary and the poor did not even deserve their
attention . There were no common things between them, as they had come from different
worlds
There were no bitter words, nor scorn . But the cold wall was always there, preventing those of
different social statuses from getting along .
But for Lucien, none of these mattered . He was trying to make full use of every minute or even
second, absorbing the knowledge like a dry sponge thrown into an ocean .
Some of their humming came into Lucien’s ears . He found music here was very similar to that
of Earth . There were just some differences on notes .
After a while, Lucien raised his head . The students were still discussing . Lucien took a sip from
his tea cup and dove into his book again .
Unfortunately, Mr . Victor’s inspiration did not last long . Several minutes later, he walked
downstairs with a tired and anxious face .
Going back to teaching definitely helped him a lot .
Lucien worked hard . By the end of the class, Lucien remembered most of the spelling rules and
stored them in his spirit library .
Their study ended around ten past four in the afternoon . Except for Lott, Felicia and another
noble teen named Herodotus, who stayed to practice with instruments, the rest of the students
left the hall in a row .
Out of the hall, there were two carriages waiting . The brown horses were tall and strong,
snorting . The two noble students were surely envied by the rest .
Most nobles must maintain their decent look no matter if they were actually doing well or not .
The carriages left in a cloud of dust . The other three students, however, headed towards Purple
Lily district as a group, chatting and laughing .
And thus Lucien was left behind, reviewing what he learned in his mind like a nerd .
……
“You’re learning from Mr . Victor? He’s the top musician!” After dinner, Joel was quite excited,
“Little Evans, are you really going to carry on my music dream?”
“Every dog has its day, uncle Joel . Probably I can . ” Lucien replied playfully .
After coming back to his home, lying in his almost-broken, shaky bed, Lucien entered into his
library and started reading one of the magic notes, trying to understand the words in it .
Of course, Lucien was not expecting that he could learn how to read within one-day study . He
was just trying to read some to reinforce his memory .
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