169 Astar (1/2)
Chapter 169: Astar
Translator: Kris_LiuEditor: Vermillion
Ferryman grinned. ”Xelloss Astar, the famous playwright who have already produced six popular operas in Sturk.”
He did not avoid the boatman paddling in the front, since the boatman was also one of the core members of the Congress of Magic in Sturk.
”He’s a sorcerer as well?” asked Lucien. Astar’s identity for disguise was basically the same as his own.
”Yes, he is.” Ferryman nodded and said in respect, ”He is a Shadow Mentor.”
”Mentor?” Lucien was surprised.
In the ancient magic empire, anyone who could be respected as a mentor would be at least a senior-rank mage.
”Of course. Although I’m not sure about Mr. Astar’s specific level, without doubt, he’s of senior rank. Actually, we have a couple of senior-rank mages in Sturk, but some of them are out of town right now, and they would rarely carry out tasks themselves,” explained Ferryman.
”The more powerful the congress is, the more secure I feel,” answered Lucien honestly. Ferryman’s words also verified Rhine’s comment on the Congress of Magic that it was growing strong very fast.
Moving along the canal, the pointy-headed boat turned at the corner and came to a beautiful and quiet residential area in the city.
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The boat stopped in front of a big, luxury three-storey house with a spacious garden. Lucien and Ferryman stepped on the stone stairs in front of the property after getting off the boat and came to the gate of the house.
”Tom.” The guard standing behind simply greeted Ferryman and opened the iron gate. Obviously, they were acquaintances.
Lucien was somehow expecting a different name for Ferryman, at least more unique than ”Tom”.
As Tom and Lucien slowly walked through the garden and the lawn, Tom said to Lucien casually, ”Tom is a very common name, I know, but my job also does not draw much attention anyway.”
”That’s right, but sometimes people take the opposite way, for example, Mr. Astar.” Lucien nodded and looked around this place curiously. He saw nothing special yet with this place.
”Mew!” An orange tabby cat suddenly appeared in front of them and spoke to them in a husky voice, ”Astar wants you guys to go to the second floor. He’s studying arcana right now and got no time to welcome our new friend.”
”Yes… Ms. Mercedes,” responded Tom with awe.
Then he introduced the cat to Lucien, ”This is Mr. Astar’s familiar… no, partner, Ms. Mercedes.”
”Very nice to meet you, Ms. Mercedes,” greeted Lucien to the cat politely.
The cat made a short ”hum” from her throat to respond, and then elegantly walked into the garden nearby.
Before Tom and Lucien walked into the hall, Lucien looked back and saw that the arrogant cat was jumping around to catch a butterfly. Obviously, she was having fun by herself over there.
”Sometimes animals know better how to enjoy life,” said Tom gently and opened the wooden gate.
Lucien turned around and smiled, ”But happiness is not everything that a person can enjoy in one’s life.”
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The sunlight made the second floor pretty bright. However, when Lucien was following Tom walking through the corridor, he always somehow felt that this place was covered by shadows, and he had a feeling that this was because of Sun’s Corona he was wearing.
”It’s us, Mr. Astar,” said Tom in a low voice as he gently knocked at a black wooden door.
”Come in. The door is unlocked.” A husky voice came from behind the door.
Tom pushed the door open carefully and asked Lucien to go in with him.