Lucien acted like a normal person who had just encountered something like this for the first time. Of course, compared to most people who were panicking and anxious, he was much calmer. After all, Lucien had already demonstrated his calmness when he was talking to the cult priest in the letter. Therefore, pretending to be frightened, anxious, and completely calm would arouse the priest's suspicion.
Lucien entered the state of spellcasting focus. His soul seemed to be another person who was looking down at his own body and carefully sensing the people around him. Rushing to the noble district in such a hurry was a test in itself!
Unfortunately, it was close to noon on Sunday, which was the busiest time of the day in Aderon. Lucien did not notice the priest's presence at all. He could not sense the priest's presence like he did when he encountered gangsters before.
Although the gates of the noble district and Aderon were open, it was very quiet. Only a small number of poor people, who were doing the lowest and hardest work in the noble's villas, were rushing to work after church. ‘
Two guards stood lazily by the gate, looking at the poor people with a sense of superiority. They had lost the opportunity to become Knights. After joining the city guards, they were quickly influenced by the bustling city of Aalto and forgot a lot of the things they had learned during their Knight training.
Suddenly, they saw Lucien, who was wearing a black suit and a white shirt. He was of medium height and had an unusual temperament. Feeling strange, they subconsciously stopped him and asked, "Sir, what are you doing in the noble district?"
"Do I need to be checked when I go to the noble district during the day?" Although Lucien forced himself to calm down, his anxiety was real. Therefore, his tone and attitude were not very good.
After Randall stopped Lucien, he immediately realized that he had made a mistake. Then he was pressured by Lucien's "tough and arrogant" attitude, so he had to find an excuse to apologize, "I'm sorry, sir. We've been too nervous about the recent investigation. Please forgive us."
Lucien nodded slightly. When he was about to go to the noble district, he suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice, "I'm going to find my classmate Phyllis Hayne? Hayne? Her father is Urban Hayne? Mr. Hayne? He's the clerk of the city hall. May I know where her house is in the noble district? "
"Urban Hayne's house, No. 158. It used to be in the Hayne family's villa." Randall remembered Urban, who was in charge of assisting the archons in the city hall, because he was more or less in charge of the city guards in Aalto some extent.
Lucien said briefly, "Thank you." Then he went through the gate.
When he arrived at the noble district, there were many powerful Knights and Arch- Knight. Therefore, Lucien decided to let Urban Hayne know where he was going in advance. If Urban Hayne still did not know where Lucien was going, it meant that Urban Hayne did not have the means to follow and monitor Lucien for a long time. As long as Lucien could find a way to get rid of Urban Hayne, Lucien could do some preparations. If Urban Hayne could follow Lucien, the next step would be to find out what kind of means Urban Hayne used to monitor Lucien.
Looking at Lucien's back, Randall complained, "This guy is dressed like a gentleman, but he doesn't even know where the noble district is. Did he seduce Miss Phyllis with his handsome face?"
… …
It was the second time for Lucien to enter the noble district. Compared with the night before the storm, the noble district looked much more beautiful. The trees were green, and the flowers were fragrant. The villas that occupied a large area reflected their respective architectural styles. Some of them were gloomy and gorgeous like the ancient Magic Empire, some were solemn and dignified like the peak of the Church's reign, and some were luxurious like the Baroque Tria style that was popular in the recent hundred years. Also, there was usually only one villa on each road.
The carriages were moving slowly and lightly on the broad stone road. Every time a carriage passed by Lucien, they would look at him strangely. Although Lucien was wearing a formal suit, and the price of the suit could not be determined from such a distance, he was definitely not a noble since he did not have a carriage to ride on.
Suddenly, a carriage stopped next to Lucien. The window of the carriage was pulled open, and a noble lady with long red hair and a black veil covering half of her face came out of the carriage. "Mr. Evans," she grinned, "You're Mr. Evans, right? Last night's concert was amazing. "
Although Lucien was a bit anxious, he still looked calm on the surface. He responded in a gentlemanly manner, "Thank you for your compliment, beautiful lady. May I have the honor to know your name?"
"I'm Yvette Hill. I'm Phyllis's good friend. Mr. Evans, are you looking for her in the noble district? "Yvette looked at Lucien with great interest.
The Hill family, together with the Hayne family and the Rafati family, was one of the three major families in the Duchy of Orvarit except for the Violet family. Each of the three families had a county named Count.
Hearing Yvette's introduction, Lucien finally recognized the Hill family coat of arms, which was composed of a spear and a bear. "Yes, Miss Hill. I'm here for Phyllis."
"Then I'm afraid you'll have to wait for a while. Phyllis is still in the Golden Cathedral. Because of the success of Mr. Victor's concert last night, she asked to pray alone to thank God." Yvette smiled charmingly, "By the way, just call me Yvette. I'm now your loyal listener, Mr. Evans."
Lucien forced a smile, "Miss Yvette, you can also call me Lucien. I'll be waiting for Phyllis outside her house. "
"Lucien, you're two years younger than me. You're really a genius." Yvette put down her veil, revealing her beautiful face, "If you don't mind, let me send you to Phyllis's house."
Then she signaled the maid to open the door and invited Lucien into the carriage without any hesitation or fear of damaging her reputation.
Lucien didn't refuse. Since Yvette was a member of the Hill family, then she could also buy the Moonlight Rose from the family. If Phyllis refused, then he would have another way.
When he got in the carriage, Lucien immediately smelled a sweet fragrance with a touch of temptation.
Yvette looked at Lucien with satisfaction as he sat down, "Geniuses are really different from ordinary people. They're not shy at all. They always want to come in, but they don't dare to because they're afraid of being criticized. " Her body was slightly tilted, and the loose lavender dress' neckline was slightly open, revealing a tempting white plump.
Lucien was not in the mood to look at this. He reluctantly replied with a smile, "Walk your own path and let others say what they want."
"Very philosophical words, I like it very much. Lucien, you're more interesting than I thought. "Yvette's eyes lit up, but she sat up straight and didn't get close to Lucien.
The carriage moved very slowly. Yvette casually talked with Lucien about music. From time to time, she would talk to Lucien or have slight physical contact with him. It seemed that she was playing a game called seduction. Unfortunately, she met Lucien, and Lucien was in a very bad mood. Therefore, he acted like a very upright, very stiff gentleman, completely ignoring Yvette's charm, which made her a little depressed and stomped her feet.
After a full half hour, Yvette's carriage stopped outside Phyllis's luxurious three-story villa. At this time, Phyllis's carriage also arrived at the door.
"Lucien, why are you with Yvette?" Phyllis's face showed a strange expression.
Lucien came down from the carriage, "When I came to find you, I met Miss Yvette. She kindly sent me here."
Phyllis's expression was even more strange, with a little anger, "Yvette, what did you do?"
"What can I do? I just sent Lucien here out of kindness. " Yvette looked at Phyllis with a smile, "Don't worry, Phyllis. Recently, compared to musicians, I prefer mysterious sorcerers." She couldn't say that she failed to seduce Lucien.
"When did you change your hobby?" Phyllis was stunned for a moment.
Yvette said with a look of yearning, "Just last night, when I heard the discussion between Archbishop Sardes and His Majesty the Grand Duke and Her Royal Highness. They described a mysterious and weird sorcerer called 'Professor', which intrigued me a lot. I've never tasted a sorcerer before. I wonder what those gloomy guys who always hide their faces in their hoods look like when they take off their clothes, and what they look like when they see beautiful women. I wonder what they look like when they see beautiful women … "
Yvette's expression was a living example of a rebellious girl.
As the youngest daughter of Count Hill, even if she had no hope of inheriting the title, she was still qualified to sit in the box where the Grand Duke was.
"You …" Phyllis was speechless. Although she had a good relationship with Yvette, she couldn't accept Yvette's hobby at all. Yvette's open-mindedness was far more than the noble ladies and ladies in the Tria palace. She was a weirdo in the upper class of Aalto.
On the other hand, Lucien almost couldn't keep calm.
Did the Church and the Grand Duke know his code name "Professor"?
Was there a sorcerer's apprentice caught that night, or was there a spy in the magic circle?
"What a timely information!" Lucien was planning to buy some magic items through the magic circle to strengthen his power and rescue Chorre and his family. "What a surprise! I didn't expect that I could get such important information just from the conversation between two noble ladies. It seems that different people in different circles have different access to different things! No wonder those cultists want me to be the princess's long-term music consultant. "
Yvette happily looked at Phyllis and Lucien's slightly surprised faces and waved her gauze hat goodbye.
Phyllis was used to Yvette's behavior, so she soon came back to her senses. She turned around and saw that Lucien was still looking at the carriage, so she couldn't help but say sarcastically, "Lucien, do you want to be part of Yvette's collection or one of her trophies?"
Then she realized something, "Lucien, what do you want from me?"
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