Magical Strategist

The huge city of Pompeii had no place to take them in. Seeing others return to their warm homes and eat delicious dinners, Zhenlong and his companions had no home to return to and could only wander the streets...

Zhen Long was used to such days. He had slept in forests, lived in caves, and been in prison cells. As long as he could get a good night's sleep, he didn't care whether it was a prison cell or a soft bed. Therefore, he seemed to be indifferent and calm.

On the other hand, Sister Teresa, this thoughtful woman, was homeless and lived on the streets. It was so miserable for her. Coupled with a certain painful incident that weighed on her heart, she became even more depressed and her faint smile disappeared.

hum... hum...

At this moment, a beautiful symphony came...

The beautiful melody is like a flying butterfly dancing in the air, or like the gurgling spring water flowing in the mountains. Sometimes, it is like the bright stars twinkling in the night sky.

The real dragon was attracted by the beautiful melody. He stood there, listening to the wonderful sound of nature. A beautiful landscape slowly emerged in front of his eyes. A spring flowed out from the mountain stream, forming a deep pool like jade. There were layers of ripples in the pool, and a golden moon was floating in the water.

He listened to the music for half an hour. When the music ended and the sound faded away, the real dragon woke up. It turned out that he had accidentally walked to the "La Scala Conservatory of Music" in Pompeii.

"Have you finished listening? Let's go." Teresa finally urged. She had been standing here with the real dragon for so long.

"Ah."

At some point, a white-haired old man quietly appeared behind the two of them. He was wearing a gray robe, a pair of reading glasses on his high cheekbones, and a kind smile on his wrinkled face. "Don't be in a hurry to leave, young man."

Zhenlong was surprised when he saw this, because this old man had given him a blue diamond when Zhenlong was performing this morning.

The old man smiled and said, "It is a great fate that we meet again so soon. Can you tell me your names?"

"My name is Li..."

"His name is Maria Aaron, and my name is Maria Sasha. We are siblings." Teresa quickly interrupted.

Ahem…Zhen Long couldn't help but cough several times. If Theresa hadn't reacted quickly, he would have said his real name. In Pompeii, Lier Zhen Long was a wanted criminal known to everyone.

"Aaron, Shasha, nice to meet you! My name is Joseph Liang. If you don't mind, you can call me Uncle Liang." The old man introduced himself.

"Then, Uncle Liang, why are you here? Are you also attracted by the beautiful melody just now?" asked Zhenlong.

"Haha, because I am a musician and the dean of La Scala Conservatory." Liang Bo said proudly.

"I knew it. The way Liang Bo is dressed shows that he is a very important person." Zhenlong took the opportunity to flatter him.

Liang Bo actually liked this compliment and laughed, "Actually, I was just about to look for you. I didn't expect that we were destined to meet by chance at my doorstep."

"Find me?"

"The northern folk song of the Han Empire that you sang in the square this morning completely moved me. It's not because the melody of the folk song is so beautiful, but your deep, strong, and vicissitudes of life voice moved me, my dear nephew. To be honest, I have been engaged in music for decades, and I rarely come across a voice that has all three tones of strength, depth, and vicissitudes."

"Really? Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Liang."

"No, I'm not just praising you. I want to recruit you to be the lead male singer in our academy."

Zhenlong and Teresa looked at each other. How could they not be surprised by such an inexplicable thing? Zhenlong was even more confused. How could he be noticed by an old musician when he just sang a song with a guitar in the square?

"What do you think? With your musical talent and my individual guidance, I believe you will become an outstanding musician in the future. From now on, you no longer have to wander the streets as a bard. Come to my academy, Aaron!" Uncle Fu's eyes lit up, just like a horse breeder who had spotted a good horse.

"Well... I..." Zhenlong thought for a moment and replied, "I appreciate Liang Bo's kindness, but I'm sorry that I can't accept your invitation."

The direct refusal of the real dragon was like a cold water poured over Liang Bo's head, chilling him from head to toe. His face immediately turned pale. "Ah..." Liang Bo sighed helplessly and shook his head a few times. "What a pity, what a pity, what a good seedling."

"I'm really sorry, Uncle Liang." Zhenlong comforted.

"It's okay. After all, young people have great ambitions. Music is not the only way to make a name for themselves. I respect your decision." Liang Bo patted Zhenlong on the shoulder and said, "However, I have encountered a headache recently. Can Prophet Aaron help me?"

"A drop of kindness should be repaid with a spring. Uncle Fu, just tell me. I will do my best to help if I can." Aaron agreed readily.

Liang Bo cleared his throat and said, "It's like this. The birthday party of Marquis Cokla, the lord of Pompeii, is coming soon. Our college will present a song performance for the lord on the day of the birthday party to celebrate his birthday. However, the lead male singer of our college suddenly fell ill two days ago and his voice is gone. It will take at least ten days or half a month to recover. So I have been thinking about this problem these two days, who would be the most suitable person to perform, and this morning, I finally found the best candidate, Aaron."

"Uncle Liang means that you want me to go on stage and sing?" Zhenlong asked with a blink.

"Yes, no one is more suitable than you, Aaron. With your voice, combined with the background music on the day of the performance, you can definitely play a heavenly sound."

Zhenlong didn't know whether he should agree or not, so he just looked at Teresa, hoping that Sister Sha could give an answer. Teresa thought about it and nodded again. After listening to Sister Sha's opinion, Zhenlong said, "Okay, then I will help Uncle Fu!"

"That's great, Aaron, Shasha, come with me!" As he said that, Liang Bo brought Zhenlong and Shasha into the academy.

The Scala Academy is the only music school in Lausanne. It was funded by the King of Lausanne, who also loves music. He hopes that his country will not only have a strong army, but also great musicians. However, music is an optional subject for most people. After all, in this age of the survival of the fittest, only strength can make a living. Therefore, musicians are not as numerous as magicians, swordsmen, and summoners, but are extremely rare.

Sometimes, music is indispensable, just like the city lord’s birthday banquet two days later, it can enhance the atmosphere of the banquet.

Liang Bo invited Zhenlong and Teresa into the academy. He first introduced the temporary lead singer, Maria A-Long, to all the teachers and students. Although the school was large, the number of students was pitifully small, less than 200. However, the teachers and students welcomed "A-Long" with thunderous applause.

Afterwards, Liang Bo prepared a banquet and invited all the people who were going to perform at the City Lord's Mansion in two days. There were more than 20 people present: pianists, violinists, and trumpeters. It was obvious that they were a professional symphony orchestra. Liang Bo was the soul of this team: the conductor.

"Come on, everyone raise your glasses and welcome the new lead singer, Aaron." Uncle Fu filled his glass with wine and raised it high.

Everyone raised their glasses and looked at the real dragon with friendly eyes.

Zhenlong naturally understood the etiquette at the wine table. He also raised his glass, smiled at everyone, and finally drank the wine in the glass with everyone.

"From tomorrow, I will provide one-on-one coaching and training for Aaron, and strive to learn the song "My Lausanne" within two days. Aaron, I hope you can work hard." Liang Bo filled another glass of wine and toasted Zhenlong, and they both drank it at the same time. "Everyone, the next performance is more important than any other before, because that day, our king, ministers, and strong upper-class people will come to participate. What we have to do is to show them the most beautiful music and let them realize the charm of music! Let them know that although we musicians can't fight, we can inject strength into people's souls! We want to completely change the world's view of music!"

Wow, wow... Liang Bo's passionate speech resonated with everyone and won applause.