- Thank you all, many monthly passes, ahead again. I was very happy, even if I couldn't keep it afterwards, I was just as happy. Because I saw everyone's enthusiasm, although the alliance is very good, for me, what is more important is everyone's support.
Well, I don't know what I'm talking about, anyway, thank you, the third watch is delivered.
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In the month of life (March), the weather gradually got rid of the cold, and the caravans, vehicles, and travelers to Aalto began to slowly increase again.
When entering the last week of March, as if people from all the surrounding countries had come to Aalto, this big city standing in the west of the mainland became crowded and enthusiastic, because in a few days, the triennial mainland music festival "Aalto Music Festival" will be held, and countless musicians, musicians, bards, as well as nobles and businessmen who like music will rush to Aalto one after another.
In addition, it was originally the last big city for adventurers and mercenaries before entering the Dark Mountains, so Alto burst out with unprecedented vitality and vitality during this time.
Even in the afternoon, the city gate of Nolan District was still congested, and Lilith, a beautiful girl with pink hair, reluctantly pulled her brother Sara into the city with the crowd.
"Brother, where are you looking? Concentrate on walking!" Lilith gritted her teeth and yelled at Sara, but she habitually didn't make a loud noise, as if she was afraid of attracting attention.
Sixteen-year-old Lilith is lively and beautiful, but she always seems to have a faint melancholic temperament, which makes her fascinated many boys in her hometown town, and even the son of a small nobleman wants to give up his title for her and not marry a nobleman of the same bloodline.
Sara stretched her neck hard, with an excited expression on her face: "Lilith, look, that's the Moon Elf! What a delicacy and a beautiful appearance! Those ears really shake by themselves like legends, so cute!" He pointed to several beautiful elf girls who entered the city not far away and said to his sister.
Lilith was curious and tiptoed to look over there.
The silver moon-like skin, the delicate and beautiful face, the neck contains several beautiful "divine patterns" that look like deep secrets, and the pointed ears with long fingers and slightly swaying, all make these moon elves exude strange charm.
"It's not much more beautiful than me." Lilith heeled to the ground and muttered slightly, and then she twisted Sara hard, "Brother, put away your pervert heart and pay attention to your behavior, this is Alto, a city where 'God is watching'!"
When it came to the words "God is watching," Lilith subconsciously lowered her voice and watched the crowded crowd around her with caution and vigilance.
He retracted his gaze regretfully, seeing that he had entered the city, and hurriedly pulled his sister to a remote corner: "Lilith, relax, do you think it's you who are so low-key and nervous, or am I so enthusiastic and relaxed that it is more likely to arouse the suspicion of the church?"
"But we ...... after all After all, he is a magic apprentice." Lilith looked left and right, and the words of the magic apprentice came out vaguely.
Sara spread her hands: "So what? No one in Aalto knows. We will leave after consulting a few questions with scholars."
"Aren't you going to the Aalto Music Festival, brother?" Lilith looked very disappointed.
Sara showed her brother's majesty and shook her head: "It depends on the results of the interpretation, if time is tight, we must leave immediately. Lilith, we can still participate in the music festival in three years, and whether we can become official magicians, maybe we only have such a chance in this life! Don't be capricious, we will be mysterious and powerful magicians."
The word sorcerer Sara is just a lip sync.
"I know that the Aalto Festival happens every three years." Lilith, who grew up in a life of oppression and horror where she could be caught and killed by the church at any time, understood that she had no qualifications and rights to be willful, "We will be noble and mysterious magicians."
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Occasionally, when two people take a fancy to each other, they will meet to go to the back door corner of the tavern, the guest room on the second floor, etc. to solve physical or financial problems.
Lilith grew up in a small town, and although there were many gangsters in the tavern, how could the people here be vicious and unscrupulous, and after struggling to avoid a pair of ill-intentioned hands, she finally squeezed to the front of the bar with her brother Sara.
"Hi, why don't you two have a drink?" The dwarf Korn, as usual, was already drunk himself.
Resisting her urge to use magic to kill all the damn men behind her, Lilith nodded to Cohen, probably knowing the rules of the tavern: "Give us two glasses of ale."
Coen cheered: "Hiccup, the dwarf Coen likes a bold little girl like you the most, I will treat you to another glass of ale privately."
Three glasses of foamy wine with the mellow aroma of oats were quickly placed in front of Sara and Lilith.
After paying the copper nar, Sara took a sip with a wine glass: "Very good ale."
"Of course, the dwarf Korn won't sell wine that he doesn't like." Coen's confused eyes flashed with a brief awakening, "Do you have anything to do?"
"Uncle Dwarf, we are from a small town near Aalto, and some time ago, by chance, we got a document belonging to ancient times, and we want to find scholars to interpret the contents." Lilith vaguely talked about her brother and sister's intentions, "Can you introduce us to a few scholars?"
Cohen burped: "Ancient documents, were they written in the magical imperial script or the lingua franca script? Or elven language, dwarven language, dragon language, abyssal language, hell language?"
"The manuscript we got is not the original document and has been translated into a lingua franca." Sara and her sister looked at each other and nodded lightly, then said, "But because there are no documents in the front and back, we can't understand this manuscript at all, so we want to find scholars to interpret it."
Cohen laughed: "This document is probably about a treasure, right?" After being the owner of the adventurer's tavern for so many years, he had seen many similar things, some became rich and bought manors, and some disappeared forever.
"We don't know either, because we can't understand it at all." Lilith hid the key points and tried to squeeze out an honest smile.
Cohen took a sip of ale wine: "I have been able to live until now because I never ask about the secrets of my guests. If you want to find scholars to interpret your documents, they can only be historians, and Aalto's well-known historians include Baker and Alfonso ......."
"Which one do you think is the best?" Lilith asked cautiously, "Or which one is the most suitable?"
Cohen exaggeratedly shook his long golden beard tied in braids: "None of them are suitable, because they are all nobles! Only nobles and priests were fluent in ancient languages, able to read historical documents, and knew many secrets. When your manuscript is brought to them, there is a high possibility that something will be discovered."
"Is there really no suitable scholar?" Lilith and Sara were very disappointed, but admitted that Cohen was right, it was indeed easy to be suspected of bringing such an ancient document to the nobles, and once suspected, in the face of powerful church and aristocratic officials, their brothers and sisters without background would be forcibly arrested and interrogated, "Isn't there a historian who is not from a noble background?"
Such historians do not have access to many secret documents and are not very vigilant about magicians and cultists.
Cohen shook his head again: "If you are not a nobleman, it is impossible to become a historian. Wait......" He suddenly remembered something, "I know a scholar from a poor background, and he is also a 'historian'."
"Which gentleman is it?" Lilith asked expectantly, and Sara had the same expression.
Cohen said triumphantly: "This scholar is Lucian Evans, a genius musician and a 'historian'."
"Mr. Evans, who wrote the piano sketches of "For Sylvia" and "Serenade 1st Movement in G Major"?" Lilith's mouth was open into a circle, and the expression on her face was very complicated, surprised, enthusiastic, surprised, and incredulous, "He is also a historian?"
Sara's expression was not much better than that of her sister.
Cohen drank the glass of wine: "You don't believe it? Lucian, I grew up watching, is a very smart, very talented young man. Hiccup, anyway, I heard from the Musicians Association that many musicians will consult Lucian on historical issues when composing music and operas, and call him a 'historian', which seems to be because in order to create new works, with the consent of Her Royal Highness the Princess, he read all the non-secret historical documents in the Lata Summer Palace, and Her Royal Highness even asked the scholar Mr. Baker to help him translate ancient books and documents."
"But even so, Mr. Evans has only studied history for five or six months." Sara still didn't believe it.
Cohen was dissatisfied: "Hmph, Her Royal Highness the Princess and Mr. Baker both praised Lucian for his excellent talent for organizing and induction, his unique ideas about history, and his strong memory, and he could become a qualified historian in five or six months. Genius doesn't need a reason!"
Since Lucian became famous, Victor's words have become a household name in Aalto.
"If there are no other suitable scholars, we may be able to go to Mr. Evans." Lilith looked at her brother carefully and expectantly.
Cohen saw her expression: "Little girl, do you really want to see Lucian?"
"Of course, I like Mr. Evans' music very, very much, especially "Dedicated to Sylvia", which shows us pure and beautiful music with simple melodies." Lilith became excited, "I want to participate in the Aalto Music Festival just to meet Mr. Evans and listen to him play."
"Uncle Dwarf, you have watched Mr. Evans grow up since he was a child, can you tell me if he has an elegant temperament and is he very handsome?" Lilith asked expectantly and shyly.
Cohen laughed: "Of course, Lucian is a handsome young man."
Lilith, who received a satisfactory answer, looked at her brother, and her expectant eyes softened Sarah's heart, and she really couldn't find any other suitable scholars, so he nodded and said, "We'll go to Mr. Evans later."
"You have to wait until tomorrow, because Lucian is composing and practicing peacefully in his suburbs of the 'Bronx' manor in order to prepare for the music festival, and now it is almost time for the city gates to close." Cohen reminded them.
"Brons", the lingua franca means quiet.
Lilith pulled up her brother's sleeves and walked out: "Go now."
"What should I do if I can't enter the city at night?" Sara was confused.
"Just in time for Mr. Evans' estate."
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When Lilith and Sara arrived at the "Bronze" manor, it was already dark, and the main house of the manor looked like a monster lurking in the darkness against the backdrop of night and the Black Forest behind.
"Why does this manor have a gloomy feeling......" Lilith shuddered subconsciously.
Sara felt the same way, but he forced a smile: "It's always like this at night."
After telling the guards guarding the gate of the manor what they were doing, Lilith and Sara were quickly greeted by their butler, Mr. Lopez.
"The master ordered me to take you to the living room." Lopez was the original housekeeper of this manor, in his fifties, solemn and calm, while Lucian did not replace him because he would leave at any time.
It was dark, but it was not time for dinner, and the main room was not lit yet, making it look more and more gloomy.
Sitting on the sofa in the living room and waiting patiently for a few minutes, Lilith and Sara saw a young man wearing a black jacket and a white shirt walking down the stairs.
(End of this chapter)