In the early morning, a high-end hotel in Nolan District.
Lucian sent Leo to the next room to rest early and told him not to be surprised if he heard any movement here tonight.
After meeting Natasha, Lucian believed that with her status as the Countess of Violet, and with the strength of her Sky Knight, as long as she did not deliberately hide, she would definitely be able to easily find herself in Alto City.
Holding a glass of red wine in his hand, Lucian sat leisurely on the sofa, but did not drink it, but just shook it gently, recalling the past from the bright red ripples.
This is a "Bern" wine produced on the Phyllis family estate, which can only be tasted at banquets and balls held at her home, but the hotel is inextricably linked to the Hayne family, so a few bottles are obtained as a gimmick to attract certain wealthy businessmen.
With a clatter, a crisp and rhythmic knock on the window came, Lucian smiled and turned around, and sure enough, he saw Natasha, who had changed into a lilac court dress, appeared on the balcony, followed by the elegant and serious black dress Camille without exception.
Sure enough, it was the Sky Knight, even though I had been waiting for her, paying attention to the window and door, but it was only after she came to the balcony that Lucian felt something in his heart, put down the "Bern" wine, walked to the window, and opened the floor-to-ceiling window.
"Good evening, Lucian." Natasha greeted him relaxedly and comfortably, and then smiled, "The silver moon is dreamy and beautiful tonight, I wonder if you are interested in walking and moon viewing together?"
Lucian laughed out loud: "You are really ......"
A simple joke from the past suddenly dissipated the little estrangement that had not been seen for several years.
Perhaps because of the advanced relationship of the Sky Knight, Natasha's appearance has hardly changed, she is still the most vivid and beautiful appearance in her twenties, with both mature atmosphere and vitality, but her temperament is much calmer, more like a great nobleman who controls power than ever.
"You haven't changed much......
"You have matured a lot and are more like a man......"
Lucian and Natasha spoke at the same time, then looked at each other and smiled, the tacit understanding of good friends was all in it.
"Good evening, Your Highness, good evening, Lady Camille." After smiling, Lucian greeted Camille who was following Natasha like a shadow.
After seeing the power of the "withered shadow" Count Wert, Lucian felt the horror of this "Deep Blue Tide".
Camille nodded lightly, as a return gift, and continued to follow Natasha quietly.
Natasha spread her slender legs with amazing beauty and strength, and sat on the sofa as comfortably and unrestrained as in the "War Gallery" of the Latah Summer Palace, then raised her purple eyebrows and looked at Lucian carefully: "Although Lucian, you are pretty good, but I still prefer your original appearance, with black hair and black eyes, handsome and beautiful."
"How do you feel like you're describing a lady?" Lucian also joked without restraint. In fact, when I crossed over, my appearance could only be barely considered beautiful, but with the study of music and various dangerous experiences, my temperament became quiet and calm, elegant and calm, and my appearance was more attractive.
Natasha laughed dryly, and then said quite proudly: "After I came out of the bottom of the monastery, I thought that you might have returned to Aalto, and even if not, you would definitely come back within two or three months. I was worried that you wouldn't have a chance to meet me, so I estimated when the travelers from the northern province of Tiran would enter the city, and then go back and forth to the manor every day according to the time, so that even if you can't meet me just by chance, you can wait on the road I passed at a fixed time after a little inquiry. Haha, who knew that today at the city gate, you could directly sense Lucian's familiar breath."
The corners of her mouth are slightly curled, triumphant, and she shows off her "foresight" and intentions for her good friends without shy or disguise.
"Actually, I was worried about how to meet you, Natasha, and I was thinking of collecting information about you like an assassin and sneaking in front of you." Lucian talked about his troubles at the time, and looked at Natasha with a gentle smile, "But the problems have been solved by you, Your Highness......"
When she was far away, Natasha's eyes were still dreamy purple, but when she was so close, Lucian could see the silver purple faintly rippling under her purple eyes, crystal clear and deep and charming, as if she could swallow people's hearts. It seemed that after three years of asceticism, she had completely mastered the power of the bloodline.
Receiving positive praise, Natasha became even happier and asked with interest about Lucian's experiences in Alinge, in the Kingdom of Holm, and on his journey.
Due to the collapse of the Great Cross Rack Maze, Natasha must have known about the existence of the Necromancer, but it is estimated that it is regarded as an ordinary undead nature xenoplane like most people who know, so Lucian concealed some of the experiences involving the important secrets of the Necromancer Realm, the truth about Miller's experiments, and the existence of the library.
I have to say that Natasha is a good listener, able to ask and echo just right, and casually talk about her own experience, which made Lucian talk a lot until the dead of night.
Regarding Lucian's experience, Natasha had already expressed a lot of opinions when she listened, and at this time she said with a strange expression: "Lucian, you don't seem to talk about your emotional experience? Could it be that in Alinge, where you can learn magic openly, you don't start a sweet love? This kind of life is very lacking!"
"Because I just arrived in Alinge, I want to make up for the arcane foundation, to improve my magical strength, how can I have time to chase women, I'm too busy, Enen, I'm really too busy, I should be able to do it in the future." Lucian replied a little embarrassed.
Natasha stretched out her right hand and rubbed her tender white chin, still with that strange expression: "It's not common sense! The girls of Alinge, I remember that the level was generally higher than that of Rentat and Aalto. Lucian, you are young and excellent, your magical strength is very strong compared to your age, your arcane level is even more terrifying, and you are the youngest winner of the Holm Crown Award, so no matter how busy you are, there should be a girl who takes the initiative to show you goodwill, could it be, could it be that you actually like men?"
She thinks divergently from her own tendencies.
"How is that possible! It's really too busy!" Lucian emphasized, "In Alinge, there are indeed a few girls who hint at it, but I really don't feel tempted by them. I'd rather not have such a thing as feelings than make do with it!"
Natasha left her chin with her right hand, patted Lucian sitting opposite on the shoulder, and said earnestly: "It's okay, I can understand, I won't discriminate against you."
"Really, Your Highness, don't think about being crooked......" Lucian estimated that Natasha had already woven a "love story that can be sung and wept" in her heart, and she reluctantly denied it again and again.
Natasha laughed twice, like a fox that had stolen a chick, and then she changed the subject sensibly and asked suspiciously: "Why did a certain Excellency ask you to send a letter to the Dark Mountains? Needless to say, isn't it a waste of time? With the ability of a legendary magician, jumping through the starry sky as a pedal, it only takes afternoon tea time to reach the depths of the Dark Mountains from Alinge......"
She has a close relationship with the great arcanist Hathaway, and her knowledge in this area is much more than Lucian's.
"I've been wondering for a long time, maybe there are other reasons, such as the King of Nightmares is worried about the impact of modern arcane theories, so he refuses to meet with intermediate or higher magicians......" Lucian guessed.
Natasha frowned and thought for a while: "It's hard to say. But Lucian, you don't have to worry, the Magic Council will definitely not let a young arcanist like you die in the Dark Mountains, and a legendary magician will not be able to deal with you deliberately."
After she finished speaking, she looked up at the wall clock and suddenly laughed, making the whole room seem to have a bright feeling: "It's almost five o'clock, we have been talking for so long, I forgot to welcome you back."
So, she stood up, patted her court dress, and showed a beautiful smile: "Welcome back, my knight!"
Lucian also smiled and took Natasha's right hand, and kissed the back of her hand lightly with knightly courtesy: "It's nice to see you again, Your Highness."
After advancing to the Heavenly Knight, Natasha's hands became whiter and more delicate than before, complementing the slender and good-looking shape, and her strength was completely restrained.
Natasha waited quietly until Lucian finished the knightly salute before smiling humorously: "My knight, have you forgotten something too?"
"Yes." Lucian rubbed the corner of his forehead, "What I wanted to ask from the beginning was, has my identity as a musician been exposed by the church? How are John, Uncle Joel, Aunt Alyssa, Little Aven, and Elena now?"
Natasha said "Wow": "So many questions, I have to answer slowly."
"From the news I heard inside the Holy City, after you won the Holm Crown Award, your appearance, age, and strength have been collected by the church, but the continuous experimental impact at that time diverted the church's attention, and you were not 'enough' to enter the purification sequence, so you were not wanted by the whole continent and were not sent to the Diocese of Waorit. In a short period of time, there is no possibility of being exposed."
She learned about Miller's experiment from Lucian's letter, and was confused for a long time, but before the church re-explained the revised version of the "divine gift of life" theory, she had calmed down and seemed to be still devout.
Then Natasha said with a serious expression: "I'm sorry, Lucian, I was wrong in my prediction."
"Huh?" Lucian looked at Natasha suspiciously.
Natasha continued to say seriously: "I suggest that you keep your musician status, so that you can have an upright identity that can walk in the mainland countries for a long time, but I didn't expect you to win the Holm Crown Award so quickly, which is really unexpected. In this way, your musician identity becomes a burden for you, so find an opportunity, such as a brilliant concert, and let your musician die. This will make your friends and people who like you feel a little better than traveling out and disappearing."
"I have no reluctance to be a musician, but if I fake my death, it will make Uncle Joel, John, and others sad. And in the future, as I enter the purification sequence, sooner or later the church will associate me with the dead musician, which will be detrimental to John and the others." Lucian expressed his confusion and concern.
Natasha smiled slightly: "Friends can hide it, relatives don't. Because as Lucian yourself said, as you grow up, the church will find out sooner or later, and it is likely to endanger your relatives. Hehe, you can hold a concert in Holm then. So, tell them directly that you are a magician, see their reaction, and invite them to settle in Holm."
Neither Lucian nor Natasha had ever doubted the possibility of entering the purification sequence.
"If they can accept your identity and invitation, that would be the best, if they can't accept it, or if they can accept your identity but are unwilling to leave Alto, then I will 'watch' them, and after you leave, let them go to the church to report that you are a magician, severing ties with you, and even becoming an enemy. In this way, plus I mediate through it, they will not be harmed because you are a magician." As she spoke, Natasha's temperament became more and more calm and restrained, difficult to see, like a real archduchess.
"This is really a cruel method." Lucian said with a little emotion.
Natasha maintained a decisive smile and said, "Sometimes, cruelty is also a kind of gentleness."
"Natasha, you are becoming more and more like a philosopher." Lucian used jokes to resolve his complicated feelings.
Natasha sighed inaudibly and laughed self-deprecatingly: "Everyone who is out of love is a philosopher."
(End of this chapter)