Chapter 104: The Young Visitors


    Trantor: Kris_Liu Editor: Vermillion


    Thest week of the Month of Life, the third month of the year.


    As the weather was getting warmer, Aalto, the city of Psalm, quickly recovered from the bitter winter and burst out great vigor, weing all the guestsing from different ces all over the continent to join the Aalto Music Festival, which was held every three years.


    Musicians, instrumentalists, bards and nobles from other countries flocked to the biggest city close to the Dark Mountain Range.


    Even in the afternoon, there was still huge traffic in front of the city gate in Nn District.


    Lilith, a pink-haired girl, was pulling her elder brother’s arm to make him walk faster,


    "Stop looking around like that, S!"


    Saying that in a low voice, the girl seemed to be a bit pissed off with her elder brother, but clearly she did not want to draw attention from anyone.


    This sixteen-year-old girl was very lively and beautiful. A slight feeling of mncholy even added more charm to her. Lilith was very popr in her hometown. A young noble almost gave up his title in order to pursue her.


    S looked way more excited than his sister, "Look, Lilith! They are Moon Elves! Oh my... they’re so beautiful! Like the tales said, their ears are slightly waggling... how adorable!"


    Out of curiosity, Lilith stood on tiptoe and looked at the elves. Indeed, the several elf maidens who were walking together were absolute beauties. Their skin was as fair as the full silver moon; their faces were well-defined; and their pointy ears were cute.


    Falling back on her heels, Lilith murmured, "Just a bit better-looking than me..."


    Then she pinched S’s arm andined, "Mind your behavior, S! This is Aalto. God is watching you!"


    When she mentioned "God", she lowered her voice even more.


    "Rx, Lilith." S looked a bit simr to his sister, who his pink hair. "Being too nervous is even more suspicious."


    Entering the city, the brother and sister changed their direction and came to a quiet corner where there was no one.


    "But we’re... apprentices." Lilith looked around and finally said the word.


    "So what? You know how many sorcerer apprentices are there in Aalto?" S shrugged. "After finding the schr who can answer our questions, we shall leave."


    "No music festival?" Lilith looked a bit disappointed.


    "No." S looked serious, "Aalto Music Festival is held every three years, but we probably only have one chance to be a real sorcerer. You know which is more important."


    Lilith nodded. She understood how horrible it would be if they got caught by the Church. The brother and sister had been living in fear for a long time, since they were kids.


    ...


    Copper Cor.


    This was, for sure, not a decent ce. Adventurers, mercenaries and hookers were drinking andughing aloud.


    Pushing through the people, S carefully protected his younger sister from the many nasty hands in the bar, and finally they jostled through the crowd to the counter.


    "Drink?" As usual, Cohn, the dwarf, was drunk.


    "Two ales," answered Lilith shortly.


    Emitting a sound like a bubbling spring, Cohn let out a big hup, "Interesting girl! One free ale on me!"


    Grabbing the mug on the bar, S took a sip of the ale and nodded, "Pretty good."


    "For sure!" Cohn answered with pride, "I drink them all the time. I would not drink shitty ale!"


    "As the owner of such a busy bar, you must know a lot of people in the city." Lilith asked with a bit hesitation, "Can you tell us who is the most profound schr in Aalto? We got an ancient script by ident, but we can’t understand it."


    "Common tongue?" After another hup, Cohn asked, "Or elven, dwarven, draconic..."


    "Common tongue. It has been tranted by someone." S directly cut Cohn off, in case he would keep listing all thenguages existing on the continent.


    "Well... if the script is about a big treasure," Cohn put on a mysterious smile, "you pupils will be in trouble. Sometimes, it can bring misfortune."


    "We have no idea what it is about. Wee from a small town." Lilith looked innocent.


    "Anyway, the only reason I’m still alive is because I never ask too much." Cohn gulped his ale, "Historians should be helpful... Bake, Alfonso..."


    "Which one would you rmend?" asked Lilith with caution.


    "None of them," Cohn answered directly. "All those people who know about ancient history... they’re all nobles and pastors. You think you guys can just visit their ces and ask them questions?"


    Both Lilith and S looked a bit disappointed. They knew that they could not take the risk of seeing a noble, not to mention a pastor.


    "Wait... I know a person who might help," said Cohn. "He was a pauper."


    "Really? A pauper turning into a historian? Who is it!?" eximed Lilith.


    "Lucien Evans," said Cohn with pride. "A genius musician, and also a historian!"


    "Theposer of For Silvia and Symphony of Fate?" Lilith looked very surprised, "Howe he’s a historian? That’s impossible!"


    S looked very skeptical.


    "I knew you guys wouldn’t believe it." Cohnughed and waved his big palms, "I know Lucien! I’ve watched him grow up... a very talented young guy. Genius! I heard that he got the ess to the princess’ study since he’s her personal music consultant."


    "That’s it?" S still could not believe, "A bunch of books make a historian?"


    "Great talent! Great memory! That’s Lucien’s blessing!" Cohn seemed to be a bit unhappy with S’sment, "Believe it or not!"


    Lilith pulled her elder brother’s elbow a bit and said to Cohn politely, "Do you know where Mr. Evans lives? Can you tell us?"


    "Everyone in Aalto knows that the princess has just awarded him a manor in the suburb. He might be living there to prepare for his uing concert," said Cohn proudly. "But you guys gotta wait until tomorrow, or the gate will be closed by the time youe back."


    "You mentioned that you’ve watched Mr. Evans grow up... Is he... elegant and good-looking?" Lilith asked a bit shyly.


    "For sure." Cohnughed aloud.


    Lilith grabbed S’s arm and said to him, "We are visiting Mr. Evans right now."


    "What? But the dwarf just said we should go there tomorrow! What if the city gate is closedter?" asked S.


    "Then we hope Mr. Evans is kind enough to let us stay in his manor for the night." Lilith looked very resolute.


    "..."


    ......


    By the time they reached Lucien’s manor, whose name was Brons, the dark night had already fallen upon them.


    Sitting in front of a forest, the manor looked a bit creepy.


    After negotiating with the manor guards, Lilith and S got to see the steward of the manor, Mr. Lopez.


    Lopez was in his fifties, and he was also the previous steward of the manor, so Lucien kept him. The brother and sister were invited toe into the hall and waited in the couch.


    They waited patiently for several minutes. Then, Lilith and S saw a young man wearing a ck suit and a white shirt walking downstairs. He looked rather mysterious and elegant.