60 Lucien in Sui (1/2)

Chapter 60: Lucien in Suit

Translator: Kris_LiuEditor: Vermillion

Although this was not his original plan, Lucien nodded, ”No problem, Mr. Victor.”

As long as no one would suspect him of being involved with sorcery or heresy stuff, Lucien did not really care if some people would accuse him of plagiarizing.

In many of the religious books in the library, music was compared to a treasure that God gave to people, the most powerful weapon that people had in fighting against all the difficulties. Thus, music was always regarded as a symbol of light and hope, having nothing to do with darkness and evil.

Besides, from the books he read and the conversations among Lott, Felicia and Herodotus, Lucien noticed the barrier between the church and the nobles. Although the nobles still revered God, the idea that religion and government should work separately started emerging in Aalto, the city where the church dominated almost everything..

Therefore, Lucien was pretty sure that the church would not easily suspect a new musician from the association, which had a close relationship with both the nobles and the church.

Lucien’s only concern was that he might need to go through security inspection in the future, when being invited to attend concerts or evening parties. However, Lucien believed that if he could be relatively famous, there would be rare or even no security inspection toward him.

Rhine took up a pile of paper and a quill from the desk and handed them to Lucien.

Lucien grabbed the quill. Before he had the chance to write anything down, he suddenly sneezed. His hair was still wet, and several drops of water fell onto the paper.

Victor just noticed that Lucien’s clothes were still wet, ”You didn’t bring an umbrella?”

Felicia’s face slightly blushed, since she could see Lucien’s fit body underneath his wet shirt.

”I did. But the rain was too heavy. I ran all the way,” answered Lucien.

Victor was moved, ”Let’s find you some dry clothes first, Lucien. I got several suits here. Some of them should fit you well.”

”I can do part of the work for you first, ” urged Rhine. He took away the quill in Lucien’s hand, ”Go and change your clothes.”

At that moment, Rhine’s fingers touched Lucien’s hand. Lucien surprisedly noticed that Rhine’s hand was even colder than his.

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In the changing room, Lucian dried his hair and put on Victor’s white shirt, black coat, pants and leather shoes. By then he looked brand new―black hair, black eyes. In the mirror stood a good-looking young man.

”Look at you, Lucien! You look really good in this suit!” Victor nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing Lucien in this decent suit, Felicia, Lott and Herodotus felt somehow Lucien looked more reliable now.

Judging a person by one’s appearance did not only happen on Earth.

”Lucien, come and check if this part Mr. Rhine just wrote down is correct,” asked Victor.

When Lucien passed Lott, the latter said to him in a low voice with his standard, polite smile, ”Hope we can exchange our ideas more often in the future.”

”Sure,” replied Lucien politely as well.

Hearing their conversation, Felicia bit her lips with her white teeth a bit and made a tough decision, ”Lucien, you have my apology. I am sorry that I was being really mean to you because of my prejudice. I hope we can get along well and help each other in the future.”

Her face blushed again.

Only Herodotus was still standing on the other side, his head lowered and his eyes staring at the feet, without saying anything.