——Thank you everyone, I have received many monthly votes, and I am ahead again. I am very happy, even if I cannot maintain it later, I will still be happy. Because I have seen everyone’s enthusiasm. Although the alliance is good, for me, what is more important is
With everyone's support, everyone adds fuel to the flames. Unity is strength. If you don't accumulate small steps, you won't reach a thousand miles.
Okay, I don’t know what I’m talking about anymore. Anyway, thank you. Here’s the third update.
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In the month of vitality (March), the weather gradually got rid of the cold, and the number of caravans, vehicles and travelers to Alto began to increase again.
When it entered the last week of March, it seemed as if people from all the surrounding countries had arrived in Alto. This big city standing in the western part of the continent became crowded and lively, because in a few days, the mainland would be held once every three years.
The music festival "Aalto Music Festival" is about to be held, and countless musicians, musicians, bards, as well as music-loving nobles and businessmen are rushing 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 has exploded with unprecedented vitality and vitality during this period.
Even in the afternoon, the city gate of Nolan District was still crowded. The pretty pink-haired girl Lilith reluctantly pulled her brother Sara and slowly followed the crowd into the city.
"Brother, where are you looking? Focus on walking!" Lilith growled at Sara through gritted teeth, but she habitually did not speak loudly, as if she was afraid of attracting other people's attention.
Sixteen-year-old Lilith is lively and beautiful, but she always seems to have a faint melancholy temperament, which makes her fascinated by many boys in her hometown town. There is even a son of a young noble who wants to give up his title for her, which is not the same as her.
A marriage between bloodline aristocrats.
Sara stretched her neck hard, with an excited expression on her face: "Lilith, look, that's the moon elf! What a delicate and beautiful appearance! Those ears can really shake by themselves like the legend says, too
So cute!" He said to his sister, pointing to several beautiful elf girls not far away who were entering the city together.
Lilith became curious and stood on tiptoes to look over there.
With skin like the silver moon, delicate and beautiful faces, several beautiful "divine lines" on their necks that contain deep secrets, long fingers, and slightly swaying pointed ears, these moon elves exude a strange charm.
"She's not much prettier than me." Lilith muttered slightly as she landed on her heels. Then she pinched Sara hard, "Brother, put away your pervert heart and pay attention to your behavior. Here is
Alto is a city where ‘God is watching’!”
When she said the words "God is paying attention", Lilith lowered her voice subconsciously and looked at the crowded crowd around her carefully.
Sara, who had pink hair, was about 45% similar to his sister and looked slightly more feminine. He looked back regretfully and saw that he had already entered the city. He hurriedly pulled his sister to a remote corner: "Lilith, relax, do you think it's you?"
Is it more likely to arouse the suspicion of the church if I am so low-key and nervous, or if I am so enthusiastic and relaxed?"
"But we are... after all, magic apprentices." Lilith looked left and right, and the words "magic apprentice" came out vaguely in her mouth.
Sara spread her hands: "So what? No one knows about Alto. We will ask the scholar for a few questions and then leave."
"Aren't you going to attend the Alto Music Festival, brother?" Lilith looked 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 can still participate in the music festival in three years, and whether we can become official magicians
, maybe there is only one opportunity in this life! Don’t be willful, we will be mysterious and powerful magicians."
The word magician is expressed simply by mouthing it.
"I understand, the Alto Music Festival happens every three years." Lilith, who grew up in a repressed and terrifying life where she could be caught and killed by the church at any time, understood that she did not have the qualifications and rights to be willful, "We will be
The noble and mysterious magician."
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In the Copper Crown Tavern, adventurers and mercenaries chatted and laughed loudly, and uttered obscene words from time to time. Occasionally, two people would fall in love with each other, and they would meet to solve physical or financial problems in the corner of the back door of the tavern or in the guest room on the second floor.
Lilith grew up in a small town. Although there were many hooligans in the tavern, the people here were not as vicious and unscrupulous. After struggling to avoid the malicious hands, she finally squeezed to the front of the bar with her brother Sara.
"Hey, why don't you two have a drink?" The dwarf Korn was already drunk as usual.
Resisting the 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."
Kouen cheered: "Hiccup, Dwarf Kouen likes a bold little girl like you the most. I will buy you another glass of ale personally."
Three glasses of foaming wine exuding the mellow aroma of oatmeal were quickly placed in front of Sara and Lilith.
After paying the copper, Sara took the wine glass and took a sip: "It's a very good ale."
"Of course, the dwarf Korn will not sell wine that he doesn't like." Korn's drowsy eyes flashed briefly, "Is there something wrong with you?"
"Uncle Dwarf, we are from a small town near Alto. We got an ancient document by chance some time ago and want to find a scholar to interpret the contents." Lilith vaguely mentioned the purpose of her brother and sister's visit, "Can you help me?"
Shall we introduce a few scholars?”
Cohen burped: "Are the ancient documents written in the Magic Empire script or the Common Language script? Or Elvish, Dwarf, Dragon, Abyss, or Hell?"
"The manuscript we got is not an original document. It has been translated into common language." Sarah and her sister looked at each other and nodded slightly before saying, "But because there is no document in the front and back parts, we can't understand it at all.
This manuscript is why I want to find a scholar to interpret it.”
Cohen laughed: "I'm afraid this document involves a treasure, right?" After being the owner of the Adventurer Tavern for so many years, he has seen a lot of similar things. Some people became rich and bought manors, and some
People disappear forever.
"We don't know either, because we can't understand it at all." Lilith hid the key points and tried to force out an honest smile.
Cohen took a sip of ale and said, "The reason why I am alive today is because I never ask my guests for their secrets. If your documents need to be interpreted by scholars, they can only be historians, historians with a good reputation in Alto."
There's Baker, 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 into braids: "Not one of them is suitable, because they are all nobles! Only nobles and priests are proficient in ancient languages, can read historical documents, and know many secret things. Your share
Once the manuscript is brought in front of them, there is a high chance that problems will be discovered."
"Is there really no suitable scholar?" Lilith and Sarah were both disappointed, but admitted that Cohen was right. It is indeed easy to be suspected when bringing such an ancient document to a noble. Once suspected,
, Facing powerful church and aristocratic officials, my brothers and sisters who have no background may be forcibly arrested and interrogated, "Are there no historians who are not from nobility?"
This type of historian does not have access to many secret documents and is not very wary of magicians and cultists.
Cohen shook his head again: "If you are not a noble, you cannot become a historian. Wait..." He suddenly remembered something, "I know a scholar who was born into a poor man, and he is also a 'historian'.
"
"Which gentleman is it?" Lilith asked expectantly, and Sarah had the same expression.
Cohen said proudly: "This scholar is Lucien Evans, a talented musician and a 'historian'."
"Mr. Evans who wrote the piano sketches "For Sylvia" and "Serenade in G major, first movement"?" Lilith's mouth opened into a circle, and the expression on her face was very complex, including surprise and enthusiasm.
, some were surprised, some couldn’t believe it, “He is also a historian?”
Sarah's expression was not much better than her sister's.
Cohen finished the glass of wine: "Don't you believe it? I grew up watching Lucien. He is a very smart and talented young man. Hiccup, anyway, I heard from the Musicians Association that many music
When composing music and operas, everyone would consult Lucien on historical issues and call him 'historian'. This seems to be because in order to create new works, he read all the works in the Latasha Palace with the permission of Her Royal Highness the Princess.
For non-secret historical documents, Her Royal Highness even asked 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." Sarah still didn't quite believe it.
Cohen was dissatisfied: "Huh, Her Royal Highness the Princess and Mr. Baker both praised Lucien for his excellent talent for organizing and summarizing, his unique ideas about history, and his strong memory. He can become a general manager in five or six months."
He is a qualified historian. Genius does not need a reason!"
Ever since Lucien became famous, Victor's words have become a household name in Alto.
"If there are no other suitable scholars, we might be able to find Mr. Evans." Lilith looked at her brother cautiously and expectantly.
Cohen saw her expression: "Little girl, do you really want to see Lucien?"
"Of course, I like Mr. Evans's music very much, especially "For Sylvia", which uses simple melody to show us pure and beautiful music." Lilith became excited, "I want to participate in the Alto
The festival is just to meet Mr. Evans and listen to his playing."
"Uncle Dwarf, you have watched Mr. Evans grow up, can you tell me whether he has an elegant temperament and is he very handsome?" Lilith asked expectantly and shyly.
Cohen laughed: "Of course, Lucien is a handsome young man."
After getting a satisfactory answer, Lilith looked at her brother. Her expectant eyes made Sara soften her heart, and it was true that she couldn't find any other suitable scholars, so he nodded and said, "We will go find Mr. Evans later."
"You have to wait until tomorrow, because in order to prepare for the music festival performance, Lucien lives in his 'Brons' manor on the outskirts to create and practice with peace of mind, and it is almost time for the city gate to close." Cohen
gave them a reminder.
"Brons" means quiet in common language.
Lilith pulled her brother's sleeves hard and walked out: "Go now."
"What should I do if I can't enter the city at night?" Sarah was confused.
"Just take advantage of it at Mr. Evans' estate."
"..."
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When Lilith and Sara arrived at the "Brons" manor, it was already dark. The main house of the manor, against the backdrop of the night and the black forest behind, looked like a monster lurking quietly in the darkness.
"Why does this manor have such a spooky feeling..." Lilith shuddered subconsciously.
Sarah felt the same way, but he forced a smile and said, "It's always like this at night."
After telling the guard guarding the gate of the manor their purpose of visit, Lilith and Sara were quickly greeted by the butler Mr. Lopez.
"The master asked me to take you to the living room." Lopez was the original housekeeper of this manor. He was in his fifties, solemn and steady. Lucien did not replace him because he would leave at any time.
It was dark, but it was not yet dinner time, so the lights in the main room were not lit yet, making it look increasingly gloomy and gloomy.
After 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 coat and white shirt walking down the stairs. The dim light at the corner of the stairs made him with black hair and black eyes even more excited.
It seems mysterious and quiet. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to become a registered member of Piaotian Literature to recommend this work. Your support is my biggest motivation.)