33 Risen#re - Chapter 375

“I felt like I could hear the muses, when you played, I felt like they were there whispering in my ears, teaching me the melodies I always wished to know,” Bell said with a heart full of emotions.

“I wish to one day play as you have, I wish to wash the minds of all who listen into another world, a world in which their minds are as tranquil as the seas,” Bell made his request and stroked the chords.

With that singles stroke Lirian was able to tell that Bells playing had improved by an unbelievable amount, it was complete leagues of difference from when Lirian turned into him.

‘Could it be that through our connection, my skills with the lute flowed into him, also how does he know about my playing, I didn’t play anything for him?’

Lirian voiced his question, and Bell blushed slightly as he bowed his head apologetically, “I apologise master, I could see and hear everything you did whenever you turned into me, I was going to tell you at first, but after I heard you play the first time…” he trailed off , but what he left unsaid was obvious.

“I see,” Lirian said with a shrug, he wasn’t aware that the fate technique could do that, he could see through Bell’s eyes whenever he wished, but he never thought that it would work both ways.

‘Katerina, even when she thought me things, she always left some things out,’ Lirian spat hatefully, the fate copying technique was one that he had learnt about from her, when it came to fate there was likely no one who was her equal.

At least Lirian had never come across anyone who came close in comparison.

As for Bell learning from his skills, Lirian wasn’t nearly as surprised, he knew that if his fate string was in contact with someone else’s in such an intermit manner, then his memories and knowledge could flow into them.

It just happened a lot faster than he expected, and he had to thank his lucky stars that he discovered it so soon, if this continued for any longer and Bell saw something with laws, it was bound to be deadly for him and Lirian in turn.

‘This technique is almost like a double-edged sword,’ Lirian realised with a sigh, it wouldn’t be good for him to use it very often.

“You know about what’s happening?” Lirian asked Bell seeing that he could see through his eyes the entire time.

Bell sighed and nodded, he was saddened by the news, but he had always wished to travel to the bigger and greater cities to perform, in a way it was an opportunity,

“Then you should leave with them, things aren’t going to improve in this place,” Lirian advised him.

Bell nodded, but looked at Lirian with hesitation, “Uhm master,” he called out to Lirian.

“You have anything to add?” Lirian asked curiously.

“I…uh… might I make just one more presumptuous request?” he asked clapping his hands together and squeezing his eyes shut like he was praying.

“Go on,” Lirian said in amusement and gave him permission to speak.

“Can I follow you master, to learn how to play just as you do?” Bell requested while gripping tightly onto his lute.

Lirian was taken aback by his request, he’d never had anyone request to formally join him, or follow him for that matter, it did startle him to have someone want to follow him.

Lirian thought back to the last time he had people follow him and sighed, to many people died, it was his failure as a candidate, his failure as a leader.

But most of all his mistake caused him to lose Edith.

Lirian shook his head after giving it some thought, “You’ll die if you follow me,” Lirian said in denial of his request.

“Master, I’ve never been afraid of danger,” Bell said with conviction, and Lirian knew for a fact that he wasn’t lying, he wouldn’t live the lifestyle he had chosen if he was afraid of danger.

“Didn’t you hear me?” Lirian asked shaking his head.

“You didn’t say no,” Bell said with a grin.

Lirian froze and turned back to face Bell, Bell wore a gloating smile like his request was now going to be fulfilled.

“I’m not joking, you know,” Lirian said once more, “Trouble has it’s ways of finding me, wherever I go, the odds are not in your favour,” he added, but a grin was beginning to form on his lips.

He’d be lying if he said he didn’t admire Bell’s personality, though he made a vow to himself, to never introduce any woman he fancied to Bell, after becoming the guy Lirian knew that he wouldn’t be able to control himself.

Meanwhile Izlandi looked at Lirian with her mouth aghast, ‘Trouble finds him!?’ she thought with disbelief, ‘If anything it’s the other way around, he must be troubles apostle, spreading trouble where ever he goes,’ she thought while folding her arms under her small breasts.

She felt like it was a good assumption, especially since all it took was a few days for him to practically bring House Kurt to its knees.

Bell chuckled but nodded his head earnestly, he had made up his mind.

“But you should leave the city now, I’ll catch up with you when I’m done with my business here,” Lirian added, he accepted Bell into his group, but the boy was still just an ordinary mortal, if he remained he could still die.

Bell didn’t argue and accepted what Lirian said without hesitation.

“Where will master go after this, will master go to Proge or Riverfall, or will master go to one of the other noble houses?” he asked to get an idea of where to go.

Lirian tilted his head, he realised that he still hadn’t planned that far, his only real goal so far was to reach The Desolation.

Lirian turned to Izlandi who was busy pouting in one corner of the room.

“Up or down?” Lirian asked as he turned to her.

“Huh, What?” Izlandi asked in confusion, wondering what Lirian was up to.

“Just chose, up or down?” Lirian repeated with a sigh.

“Hump,” Izlandi snorted, “First you ignore all my questions, then you leave me alone with that sick pervert, then when you return you ignore me again until it’s convenient for you to speak to me,” she shrieked in anger.

‘She’s a prissy noble lass, alright,’ Lirian thought with a sigh and turned back to Bell, as he continued to ignore Izlandi.

Bell seemed happy to see this happen and laughed loudly for Izlandi to hear when Lirian posed the question to him.

He wanted to get back at her for attacking him earlier, and now was the best opportunity, with Lirian around, she wouldn’t be able to do a thing to him.

He flashed Izlandi a wide grin before answering.

“Down!” Izlandi suddenly yelled, in an attempt to stop Bell from giving his answer, but she was a little too late and their voices echoed each-other.

“I thought that you didn’t want to answer,” said Lirian tilting his head with an amused smirk, that got Izlandi to realise that she had been played.

“Urgh,” Izlandi groaned and curled her fists in anger as she glared at Bell, “What was that stupid question about anyway?” she asked while holding her head high in a snobbish way.

“Just letting fate decide our course,” Lirian answered.