Throne of Magical Arcana Chapter 21
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Chapter 21
Chapter 21: Harpsichord
Translator: Kris Liu
Victor was glad to see that Lucien did not slow down over the several days’ learning . Within
fifty minutes he absorbed the rest of the grammar rules . He was smart and gifted in learning
language, and had a good memory as well .
Good mood brought him ideas . Victor started humming .
“Ladies and gentlemen, let’s have a break . Help yourself to some tea and snack . I gotta jot this
down . ” He was already trotting upstairs when he finished talking .
Picking up the fine white teacup, Lucien took a sip of the weird-tasting tea . Rubbing his eyes,
he tried to relax a little bit .
“Felicia, when can we go hunting in your family’s manor again? I miss the deers and rabbits
there so much, and also the fresh air . ”
Annie was another noble lady among them . However, except for her beautiful blond hair and
gem-like green eyes, her appearance was just around average . Besides, her family was not that
distinguished as well . Her father was just one of the many children of a common baron, who
failed to inherit anything from the family . No title, no land, no manor . Annie’s family had to
struggle to live a seemingly decent life with the income from her father work as a court clerk
and the annuity from their title .
In comparison, the Hayne family, as one of the biggest families in the Duchy of Orvarit, still
enjoyed a high reputation . Although her father did not inherit the title either, he still got a big
manor outside of Aalto with its own woods, orchards, and even a granite quarry . They also
possessed a property inside of the city .
Among them, Felicia had the most distinguished family background .
On hot summer days, there was nothing better than escaping from the heat enjoying some
hunting and some homemade wine in a manor away from the city . Many young nobles who did
not have a manor in their families would of course long for it . Lucien could tell Annie was
trying to get close to Felicia .
“Is that true, lady Felicia? Are there rabbits and cute deers in your family’s manor?” Renee got in
the conversation, asking with curiosity .
Since they started studying together, Renee always tried to cotton up to the noble students by
talking about music, which worked very well .
She was thus encouraged . Through music, she started joining conversations between noble
students more . Somehow she learned a bit on some theories about music . Often she asked
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Felicia or Annie related questions and became more and more acquainted with the nobles .
Learning from her, Colin and David started doing the same .
Lucien, perhaps because he was too nerdy and reserved, only cared about his own study . And for
sure neither the nobles nor the commons would take the initiative to talk to him .
“I miss the place as well . ” Felicia was still sitting straight, answering with her standard smile,
“But there are only around three months left before Mr . Victor’s performance . Lott, Herodotus
and I have to practice a lot . I really have no time to go there . ”
For sure, Felicia was happy for being flattered and being the envy of the other students . Who
would not?
It would not be true to say that Lucien did not want to have a look at such a fancy manor . But
the most urgent thing in his mind was how to borrow the dictionary and finish browsing
through it as quickly as possible .
Victor came downstairs with a slight smile hanging on his face . Apparently he was pretty
satisfied with his work . The chatting stopped .
Athy, the steward, came in when Victor was about to continue his teaching . He whispered in
Victor’s ear, “Your guest is here, my Lord . ”
“Oh! I forgot!” Shaking his right hand, he looked a bit annoyed, “Let him in, please . ”
Then he turned to his students, apologizing politely .
“I’m so sorry, ladies and gentlemen . I forgot I would have a guest here today . Can we resume
the class tomorrow afternoon at two? I’m really sorry . ”
The students were happy to have an early end today . When they were preparing to leave, Lucien
walked closer to Mr . Victor, ready to ask him to borrow the common tongue dictionary for a few
days .
Before Lucien began his request, two guests came in following the steward . One was a silverhaired
pretty man in a red shirt and black coat, and the other was a white-haired elderly man
with a wooden suitcase in his hands .
“Mr . Rhine…” Lucien and Felicia recognized the guest at the same time .
Felicia’s face turned pink, while Lucien felt even more surprised . He thought Rhine was just a
bard living in the tavern . Rhine being Mr . Victor’s important guest was quite unexpected for
Lucien .
“Hi, Felicia . And… you’re here, Lucien!” Rhine greeted them gracefully .
Felicia smiled shyly, and a second later she was very surprised: how did Mr . Rhine know Lucien?
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“Lucien, you know Mr . Rhine?” Victor smiled .
“Yes, we’ve met before . ” Lucien nodded, “I Didn’t expect I’d meet Mr . Rhine again here at your
place . ”
Rhine’s smile was pretty attractive like an elf .
“Yes, we met once before and Lucien impressed me . At that time he was telling us that he
wanted to learn how to read . And look! Here he is! I always appreciate young people striving for
their dreams . ”
Commended by Rhine, even Lucien felt a bit shy .
“Mr . Rhine is the concertmaster I’m currently working with, who has very unique and excellent
understanding towards music . Without his help, I don’t think I could be inspired with my piano
concerto . ”
“What!? Rhine’s the master now!?” That almost made Lucien’s jaw drop . He had met Rhine in
Copper Cornet in the slum several days before .
From his classmates’ conversation, Lucien knew that the structure of a symphony orchestra
here was similar to the ones on the earth . The first violinist was the concertmaster, who would
also be responsible for conducting the orchestra when the conductor was absent . How could
Rhine, a stranger who had never cooperated with the team before, get such an important
position?
From Lucien’s expression Rhine could tell he was very surprised . He explained easily, “The
previous master fell in love with a noble lady, who eloped with her to Syracuse several days ago .
Mr . Victor had no one else to find but me . ” He shrugged his shoulders and smiled .
“Mr . Rhine should be the first violinist of the orchestra, even if the previous master was still
here . ” Felicia cut in with her flushed face, “Mr . Rhine just needs more practice with the others . ”
“I agree . ” Victor also thought highly of Rhine, “Mr . Rhine’s one of the best violinists I’ve ever
met . I was more than lucky to have him here . ”
Lucien looked at Rhine, who was smiling politely with his right hand laying on his heart,
showing his gratitude . Within a few days, a bard was exiled from Syracuse with his harp, and he
happened to become the first violinist of a symphony orchestra in Aalto . It was too strange for
Lucien . It could not be a coincidence .
“This is Mr . Shavell, the most excellent harpsichord maker in Aalto . ” Rhine started introducing
the elderly man beside him, “Mr . Shavell shall be able to help you with the improvement . ”
“Nice to meet you, Mr . Shavell . It’s an honour for me to have you here . ” Victor shook hands with
him enthusiastically and led him upstairs, before Lucien had any chance to talk to him .
Victor was so excited that he forgot to ask Athy to see his students out . Unsure about the
relationship between Lucien and Rhine, Athy did not ask him to leave instantly either . Next,
Felicia, Annie, Colin and some other students came upstairs quietly, filled with curiosity .
Lucien was not willing to leave without the dictionary, so he also followed upstairs to end up in
Mr . Victor’s practice room .
“Mr . Shavell, I was hoping the harpsichord could be more sensitive to the pressure of my
fingers, so the the control of its volume can be more accurate . ” Watching Shavell open his
harpsichord, Victor made detailed his request, “My music requires a wider range of tones . More
resonant and vigorous, but also delicate and clear . ”
There were lots of different components in it: springs, pivots, plectrums, strings… Since it was
invented, many makers and musicians tried to improve the harpsichord, including adding extra
pivots, stops, replacing soundboard, etc .
Slightly frowning his eyebrows, Shevell was carefully checking the parts .
“I’m afraid it’s impossible, Mr . Victor . Over more than 300 years of upgrades, this kind of
instrument has reached its limitation . Even a slight improvement on it would be quite hard . ”
Both Victor and Rhine lost their words, especially Victor . If the harpsichord could not be
improved, his music would definitely not be perfect . In that case, the performance in the Psalm
Hall would be a foreseeable failure for him .
Everyone remained silent for a while, until Lucien started asking all of a sudden .
“Can we… can we turn it into a kind of percussion instrument…? Changing it from plucking to
hitting . ”
Lucien noticed that this world had yet to invent the “king of musical instruments”, the piano .
Musicians were still working on harpsichords and clavichords . He got his own plan: If he could
help Mr . Victor with his improvement, probably there would be no more five Nars every month,
and, of course, borrowing a dictionary would be a piece of cake .
As early as they started talking about improving the harpsichord, Lucien opened his Piano:
Manufacture and Tones and Mechanism of Modern Piano in his spirit library . He got a rough
idea from leafing through the first several pages .
“Then what would be the difference between it and a clavichord?” Shevell threw a stern look at
Lucien, “Yes you can control the volume with percussion, but the sound’s too delicate and the
volume too low . It’s only suitable for playing at home, not a hall . ”
It was in Aalto, the City of Psalm, the City of Music . No one suspected the real reason why
Lucien understood the difference between a harpsichord and a clavichord .
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