33 Risen#re - Chapter 341

One of the main reasons that Lirian decided to become a worker in the Red Boar was because he knew that it was the best place to learn about the affairs of the nobles.

The news that Lady Stella would not be alone came as a wave of relief to Lirian, if there were others in the room with them then surely there wouldn’t be any chance for adulterous behaviour.

“On it, boss man,” Lirian replied and returned to his room where he picked up Bell’s lute, it was a good piece with 15 strings, as Lirian picked it up he played each of the chords and quickly tuned the lute.

Lirian popped a few bits of food that he managed to ‘borrow’ from the kitchen into his mouth, as he climbed to the third floor of the building.

The third floor had dozens of private rooms and Lirian quickly walked to the room he was being requested to play in.

When Lirian arrived the room was occupied by three women, he met Lady Stella’s gaze, she offered a simple smile, but deep down there was a lustful hunger that Lirian could clearly see.

Lirian recognised the other two ladies, both of them were around the same age as Stella, but neither of them were married, that said one of them, Lady Selma Corius, did have a fiancé, and Bell did not hesitate to put his moves on the lady.

Bell had a taste of her fresh gardens just days after her engagement was made public, he didn’t waste the opportunity to turn her future husband into a premarital cuckold.

As for the last, she was Lady Anthea Marshal, she was Lady Liberia’s niece and the most likely candidate to become the leader of House Marshal in the future.

That said she had no husband or fiancé, and for that reason, Bell had no interest in her, Bell’s desires were simple, he wished to give the wives of noble men pleasure that they could never receive from their husbands.

At the same time, it was a means of self-preservation for Bell, if he got the ladies pregnant they could play it off as if they bore their husband’s children, in which case he would be turning them into true cuckolds in every sense of the word.

They would raise his children for free as if they were their own, while he could continue traveling the world and keep wooing the hearts of the unsatisfied woman.

It was the proverbial win-win situation that all men like Bell desired to have.

Lirian couldn’t stop himself from admiring the risk-taker, if so much as a single one of the men he cuckolded were to learn the truth, a swift death would await him.

Other than a feint sense of admiration Lirian was also wondering what was wrong with the nobles of this world, it seemed like all their wives were insatiable sluts, which made him wonder what the men were doing wrong.

The list that Lirian formed was rather long and varied, and the most prominent idea that Lirian had was that all the nobles in this region shared some common ancestry with House Kurt and therefore looked as ugly as toads, which prompted their wives to be extremely unsatisfied and seek out pleasure from better-looking men.

Lirian gave a good-natured smile to the ladies and took a seat in the corner of the room and began playing a simple yet calming melody on the lute.

The sound of music washed over the room like a gentle breeze as it brushed against the ears of the woman, the three ladies quieted down as the sound of the music brought them a feeling of tranquil calm.

It was like standing on the rocky shores of the ocean and watching the lapping tides rushing back and forth without seizing its endless movement.

The music brought the ladies into a state of utmost tranquillity, that they had never known in their entire lives, minutes passed in absolute silence as the music washed over their body and soul, and without even realising it the song came to its end.

The three ladies all blinked at each other when the song came to its end, their eyes were filled with wonder as they turned to look at Lirian.

“What song was that?” Lady Anthea asked breaking the silence, and as she spoke she winced slightly she felt like she committed a crime by speaking in the same room where such a magnificent song was played.

But she had to know the name of the song, she considered herself a lady of culture, she had studied songs that existed long before the founding of Mithland and the other nations.

Songs that were so old that even the ‘Heavenly Empress’ herself would title them as ancient, ‘The Way of the Leaf’ and ‘Hollow Mountains’ were so old that they predated even Mitalas himself, the god who was born in the dark ages.

Mitalas who brought order to the world and separated the lands into regions that each race could call home.

Yet despite all her studies into music not once had she ever heard such a song, it felt as if the notes of the song licked her body and smothered her soul, as she listened to the song her heart pumped according to the rhythm of the song, and she felt like she had stood before the oceans in the flesh.

It was a song so profound and beautiful yet she had never heard the song before in her life, she wanted to feel annoyed for not knowing such a song but the calmness instilled by the song washed away all the negativity in her mind.

“Tranquillity Upon the Seas,” Lirian answered honestly, it was a simple song that Bell was rather fond of playing, so Lirian played it.

However, his honest answer was met with a look of shock by Lady Anthea, ‘Tranquillity Upon the Seas’ was a very simple and easy song, it was one of the songs that children could easily learn to play.

“If you don’t want to tell me that’s fine but don’t try to lie to me,” Lady Anthea said, she wanted to snort in derision but the calmness that filled her body stopped her.

Lirian smiled lightly, he could understand why she didn’t believe him, Lirian had once achieved the dao of all sound, while it would take time for his body to reach that level again, it was impossible for him to completely forget what he had learned.

Also after Lirian became blind he was forced to rely on his ears, the main reason that he could move so freely despite being blind was due to his dao of all sound, his reliance on sound forced him to continuously pursue the dao of all sound.

In turn, the dao of all sound honed his understanding of sounds, to pursue a dao was different from learning a skill, a skill was something that could be actively used, which meant that you could also stop using it.

But a dao would become a part of a person, and it would be reflected in their every action, it was the same as achieving sword mastery, a person starts with sword forms, and with time they progress towards mastery.

Once a swordsman achieves mastery their every action reflects the sword, they would achieve ‘a’ dao of the sword.

In the same way, Lirian’s understanding of the dao of all sounds was being reflected in his playing of the lute, in his hands, a simple melody became a profound melody.