Chapter 336 - 313 The So-Called Nobility’s Glory
Amberser and Mr. Misfortune, two several-hundred-year-old fellows, walked down the main street.
Gazing at that huge statue from afar, Mr. Misfortune began to reminisce, "Remember when I first brought you to the Royal Capital, you were startled by Arthur Laine’s statue, and swore to become a hero like Arthur Laine."
Scratching his head, Amberser said somewhat embarrassedly, "Well, at that time, I thought a few of the girls in the orchestra were pretty, and I just wanted to grab their attention."
Mr. Misfortune: ...
Damn Lich, casting a grey shadow over the memories.
The two passed by the vast square, where the Hundred-Person Grand Orchestra was performing passionately.
Amberser could sense something special about the air around them; it seemed to form an invisible echo barrier, ensuring the sound of the public performance could be clearly heard by everyone around.
Amberser said in surprise, "The orchestra conductor is a Mage, it’s he who’s controlling the air walls around us, I didn’t even notice this back then."
"Back then, you and I were both Mage Apprentices. Your oath might have been false, but mine was genuine, I wanted to save this country and clear my ancestors of the stigma of being usurpers."
Mr. Misfortune was also filled with emotions. Although he had been able to see this square and this statue and hear these unceasing chants for most of his latter life, this was only the second time he had stood here with Amberser after so many years.