Legend of the Moon Crystal
Chapter 87 "A Story From a Different World"
Ribnon City was naturally a dense city as it was the capital of a large empire. Although not as big as the kingdom of Alete, the kingdom of Thopaz is a large kingdom compared to some other kingdoms. Tegnology here is not as advanced as the city of Thaha. Magical beasts are often found at work pulling chariots or driving their passengers who want to go far. Many people are seen doing activities using magic, and even for small things such as moving water or goods.
The fingers are tightly linked together, enveloping each other and keeping in the same knot. Lasius kept Iloania around and did not get lost in the city. Lead him while holding hands. Especially with the current state of Iloania, despite knowing that Iloania would definitely be fine, Lasius still felt a sense of worry in his heart.
"The city is so crowded, yes~ I can't even guess how many people are here. Their footsteps never stopped." Iloania.
"This is the capital. So it is natural that the city that is used as the capital of the kingdom will be very dense. As the capital of the Alete kingdom, the city of Shie was also very dense. But because of that, there are so many interesting places to visit. One of them is the Blue Tower. I'll take you there when this is all over." Lasius said in a soft voice.
Behind him, Iloania stared at him, though all she could see was a cold darkness. However, his heart felt very warm to Lasius' words.
He replied, "Mn! Alright."
Fluu— Flute sounds melodious in the ears of anyone who hears it. Iloania's steps stopped for a moment, making Lasius also stop and look back. He found Iloania staring blankly at the sound of the flute. Following his gaze, there was a crowd of people who seemed to be sitting around a middle-aged man who had a wide bamboo woven hat on his head. The man looked serious and calmly blew his flute.
For a moment, Lasius was also swept away to hear the man's flute game which was indeed very extraordinary.
"Love is the most incomprehensible existence in the world. Even among the gods, they could not guess how their hearts would be anchored." He opened his voice, and the soft but firm chant was heard by every listener there.
The sand dust in front of him flew and floated, blending and moving to form two such charming looks. Both of them looked majestic and majestic, standing on the clouds. The horizon rolled as the male figure moved his hand, and a beautiful aurora adorned the sky, dancing as the female waved her shawl.
"The princess and the prince were born of the same light and darkness. They share time, everything. And even, sharing feelings. They fall into sin and fatal error. Do you know what that is?" Ask.
A listening girl raised her hand and answered with a question. "Are they in love?"
The man nodded his head, and the clattering of bells around his hat rang. "Yes, love. The love between them is beyond brotherly love, of the same blood, of the same origin, they will never be destined to be together."
"Prince and princess cannot hide this matter forever from the ruler. The God Emperor, the sun God in an instant knew about the forbidden relationship they had."
He blew back his flute, and the glowing sand dust in front of him immediately lifted up and moved in an orderly motion, forming a face, body and an incredible depiction of the surroundings. There was a group of people wearing cloth wrapped around their bodies, forcibly separating a long-spirited girl from a tall young man. It was the prince and the princess.
"They were separated, forbidden to meet each other and communicate until they were able to reflect on their mistakes. They don't know when it will end, but it may be forever." Said.
The sand dust again moved with the flute from the man. Now form two people who embrace each other under a tree on the edge of a vast lake.
"On that night, the two decide to meet at the lake, where they usually meet without the knowledge of others. But the Sun God knows it and is wrathful." The man told the story in a soft and smooth voice, but had a clear and pleasant tone.
He continued. "The wrathful God of the Sun then exclaimed with his voice that carried glory and glory throughout the universe, 'I will punish you!'. Just then, the sky split open and lightning flashed. The wrath of the Sun God on those two who resisted fate almost ravaged the world."
"There is a prophecy that is the punishment of the Sun God." She said.
"Animae nodatae duae rubrae." Hearing the language, Lasius frowned confusedly. But Iloania immediately interpreted it after hearing it.
"Two souls knot in red." Iloania Mummings.
"Seven births and seven deaths."
"Clades, modo viator machine." Following him, Iloania translated. "Disaster, can only be stopped by the traveler."
Iloania could not help, but frowned. The story is so familiar. Where'd he ever hear that, huh?
"Is it possible for a teacher?" His inner.
"Ilo" Call of Lasius made Iloania aware of her reverie.
Iloania was a little surprised, "Ah? What's?"
Lasius looked at the man who was walking slowly with the help of a wooden stick. He's a blind man.
"Could it be, he was the one that was meant by Fleia? He's a storyteller, he's blind and he blows a flute. And more coincidentally, he's in this town. I mean, doesn't that describe him?" Ask. Iloania could not see, but with the features described by Lasius, Iloania felt that it could have been her.
The man walked slowly up the path towards the mountain. The right and left sides can only be found in trees, and far behind the trees on one side of the road is the vast and dense city of Ribnon. Her footsteps were cautious and it was as if she could stumble over anything and at any time.
Iloania and Lasius followed suit. While guiding Iloania, Lasius extended his hand about to reach the middle-aged man's shoulder, before he was startled by the middle-aged man's movements. He ducked down and immediately twisted his body with one footstool. With a wind-fast motion, he hummed the feet of Iloania and Lasius, making the two unprepared to barely fall to kiss the ground if Lasius did not immediately hold on to hold Iloania from falling.
He was about to turn his head, before his movements stopped when the blade of the sharp knife at the end of the blind man's wand was outstretched before his eyes.
"Say, who are you? And why are you following me?"
Now both of them are equally convinced that what is in front of them now is the storyteller that is meant by Fleia. Iloania was about to open her lips before the man interrupted her.
"This color—!" The man looked straight at Iloania with a pair of empty gray beads.
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