168 Mission Complete (1/2)

Chapter 168: Mission Complete

Translator: Kris_LiuEditor: Vermillion

When the two squires from the Church walked into the balcony, they did not feel suspicious at all. After all, this restaurant was a place only for people of high social status in the city, and searching this place was just a routine part of their work.

”When did you arrive at this restaurant, and did you temporarily leave this place just now?” asked the two squires.

Although a boatman passing by reported to the Church that he witnessed a young man wearing a black top hat and monocular summoning a big fireball, the boatman could not describe the attacker’s physical appearance in detail.

As soon as the witness mentioned the black top hat, Haulies realized who was the attacker. However, the information these squires had was still too limited for them to realize that the noble young man standing right in front of them was the very attacker wanted.

”Nine forty. I arrived this restaurant at nine forty,” Lucien answered calmly, ”I have an appointment with Ms. Grace today, and I never left this restaurant.”

Lucien said the word ”restaurant”, instead of ”balcony”, in order to mislead Grace.

”Mr. E… Emm… This gentleman is my friend, and we were discussing piano playing just now.” Grace was for sure on Lucien’s side, and she also had no idea that Lucien actually did so many things within the fifteen minutes during which he was away in the washroom.

”Your words is for sure trustworthy.” One of the squires nodded. ”I really like your piano playing, Miss Grace.”

And after a casual searching in the balcony, the two squires left.

When the balcony door was gently closed from outside, Lucien smiled, ”Shall we continue now?”

In fact, killing Brown was never a super challenging task. However, how to kill Brown but also manage to escape from the besiege of the night watchers and knights was the toughest part of the whole mission.

And letting Brown himself run out of his own protection was the best way!

”Of course,” answered Grace eagerly. She never imagined that she could have a precious chance like this to be taught by Lucien Evans in person.

Lucien taught Grace very patiently until it was about noon. When they were waiting for the lunch, he said to Grace, ”Any plans for your future?”

Grace lowered her head but did not answer immediately. Although Grace kept telling herself that it was the difficult situation that forced her to steal Lucien Evans’ name and live in a big lie, she knew that, despite all these reasons, what she was doing was because of her own greed.

”I'll do whatever you want me to do, Mr. Evans,” Grace opened her mouth with great effort.

”You did me a favor. You helped me solve the problem between my friend and Mr. Granneuve, and I really appreciate it,” said Lucien sincerely. ”If you really want to be a good musician, go to Aalto, together with your family. I can write a letter for you to the president of the Musicians’ Association there, as your instructor.”

”Oh… Really?” Grace was very surprised.

Lucien nodded and continued, ”Or, if you want to keep stealing my name and stay in Sturk to enjoy your reputation, I will not admit neither deny it. Up to you.”

Grace stared at the clean white tablecloth and remained silent. She had lots of thoughts going on at the same time in her mind. She knew that, without a real solid foundation in music knowledge and hard practice, her fake reputation of being Lucien Evans’ student would turn into a heavy burden for her sooner or later.

However, thinking of the luxury lifestyle she was living right now in Sturk, it was very hard for her to say goodbye to it.

Lucien did not urge Grace. No matter what option she chose, her choice did not really have anything to do with him anyway.

A couple of gentle knocks at the door dragged Grace’s thoughts back.

She sat a bit more straight, and when the waiter left the balcony, she said to Lucien with determination, ”I’ll go to Aalto, Mr. Evans.”

Lucien spread the napkin on his lap and started to cut his steak, ”I’ll write letters for you to Mr. Victor and Mr. Christopher.”

When Lucien and Grace were chatting about the Musicians’ Association in Aalto, someone knocked at the door again.

”Yes?” asked Grace in a cheerful tone. After making this hard decision, Grace felt way more relaxed now.

”It’s us, Grace.” It was Green, the violist of the band.

”Why are you guys here?” asked Grace again, confused.

”We need to practice this afternoon together, don't you remember? Let’s go together!” It was Piola.