Chapter 65
byChapter 65
Mistry's working hours start in the afternoon.
He is the violinist of a nearby orchestra, and he goes to the orchestra every day at one o'clock in the afternoon to participate in the ensemble.
Mistry would leave work at 5:30 p.m. if he wasn't playing, and if he played again, the time would be different.
There are dozens of people in the orchestra, mainly for the soundtrack of the nearby merchants' banquets. One day a week they can play in a nearby theater, and the tickets are collected and shared with the theater owner.
As a violinist who has just joined the group, Mistry's income is 20 silver coins per month as a basic salary, 5 silver coins for participating in a banquet performance, and 5 silver coins for participating in a theater performance.
After such a month, Mistry's income is about 60 silver coins.
The fine flour that can be used for desserts on the market is about three silver coins for 500 grams, about seven silver coins for 500 grams of honey, and about ten silver coins for 300 grams of fine sugar...
After calculating Mistry's income and expenditure, Athos simply sighed at the plight of the gods in the world: "You don't have to make desserts."
"That won't do." Mistry firmly refused, "Even if I can't afford to eat, I will prepare dessert for Miss Lucia."
This is simply better than myself to Lucia.
Athos couldn't help but feel ashamed.
After reading Mistry's empty house in the morning, when Athos brought Lucia home, Lucia also exploited a box of round cocoa-flavored cookies from Mistry.
After learning about Mistry's band, Athos occasionally paid special attention to the location of their band during his work inspections.
Occasionally, Athos could see the orchestra rehearsing outdoors, and he saw Mistry standing on the violin at the first sight in the crowd.
Even though everyone was wearing a black dress, he was the one who stood out the most.
Not only is he tall and slender, but after wearing a black dress, he looks full of mysterious charm. When he plays the violin, the arc of his pale and slender fingers pressing the strings has a mesmerizing charm.
Soon, Athos found that there were more and more women around the band, and Mistry's band had more and more invitations to perform.
Even with more and more performance invitations, Mistry still only attends a banquet once a week and continues to live a very Buddhist life.
On the day off, Athos accompanied Lucia to Mistry's house.
This time he didn't come empty-handed, but brought a set of tables and chairs made by Ram.
"Is it here?" Labor Athos asked while working hard to move the table.
Mistry folded his hands together and looked at Athos gratefully: "Of course, as expected of Lucia's brother, the location you picked is really perfect."
"Okay." Athos put the wooden table away, checked it again, and went to his backyard to continue moving the chairs. "Wait a minute, I'll go and bring the chairs together."
"I'm so embarrassed to bother you." Mistry said, but still looked at Athos gratefully, and didn't mean to do it himself.
Of course, Athos wouldn't let a god carry things. He easily moved four chairs from his backyard and placed them neatly by the table.
After finishing everything, Mistry has brought out the fragrant rose tea from the kitchen and put it on the table.
Even though he has no desire for sweets, Athos is still very fond of Mistry's desserts, because they are so delicious.
Just after finishing the physical work, Athos was also a little thirsty. He took a sip of the scented tea and found that the temperature was just right, so he drank it from the cow.
With the faint floral fragrance lingering, Athos felt as if he was in a fragrant rose garden, surrounded by moist fresh flowers, but not too sweet.
After drinking a cup of tea in one breath, Athos found that Mistry was wearing a faint smile, slowly taking a sip of rose tea as elegantly as a nobleman.
Athos felt the gap between himself and the other party, and couldn't help scratching his hair awkwardly.
Mistry smiled understandingly: "It doesn't matter, Lucia also likes drinking tea like this."
"Because you made it so delicious, I couldn't help it." Lucia held up the empty teacup, and Mistry filled her up.
"Recently, there have been many more invitations to perform in the orchestra." Athos looked for a topic, "but you don't seem to be attending every time."
"Yeah." Mistry sighed. "The life of an artist is always different from what I imagined."
Lucia translated for Mistry: "It's mainly Mistry's problem. He thinks it's too boring to be a musician. He goes to and from get off work every day, and even the repertoire is fixed, it's really nothing. mean."
Does God even get bored?
Athos looked at Mistry and found him drinking tea with a smile, without denying Lucia's words at all.
"Actually, there has been a strange rumor recently." Athos said hesitantly, "Although it hasn't reached your ears yet, it should be soon."
"What is it?" Lucia immediately pricked up her ears and looked at Athos curiously, "Speak quickly."
Although Mistry was not as obvious as Lucia's performance, he immediately filled Athos's empty teacup with tea, folded his hands, and showed an expression of listening to the story.
"I don't know who started the rumors, just by performing a ritual on a moonless night, the dead relatives can be resurrected." Athos said, "There are many rumors about various rituals every year, and we will also check them. Some dangerous civic organizations."
"That's really hard work." Mistry sighed.
"This is just a duty." Athos replied, "In the past, when we investigated these civil organizations, their ceremonies were very simple and even defective."
"But this time, we saw the complete ritual process and the drawing of the magic circle."
Mistry raised an eyebrow.
"That magic circle has many similarities with the circle of the organization that once took Lucia away." Athos looked around worriedly and looked at his sister, "I didn't expect them to appear again so soon."
Hearing this news, Lucia didn't even want to eat the biscuits.
She has been smooth sailing from childhood to adulthood. That kidnapping can be said to be the biggest crisis in her life. If it wasn't for Mistry, she might have been brought back to the cult, brainwashed and transformed into the mother of the evil god...
"Don't be afraid." Mistry gently touched Lucia's little head, "I will protect you."
Lucia coquettishly put her head on Mistry's hand and asked curiously, "Can people still be resurrected?"
"Theoretically, it's possible." Mistry drank a sip of tea and replied gracefully, "After all lives die, they will be recorded in the town's death record, and after a period of time...about equal to one of your human beings. After a hundred years, it will be unified and purified and put back into the cycle."
"What about in practice?"
"Because the town is a very strict god, generally speaking, it will not agree to the resurrection of humans." Mistry explained, "So the resurrection of humans, if it is done by ordinary humans, must be impossible."
"Yes." Athos sighed, "Although we have tried our best to explain it, for those who have lost their loved ones, even if it is only a slim hope, they will try their best to seize it."
Mistry smiled interestingly: "This is the unique characteristic of your human beings. Among the creatures in this world, human beings have the strongest pursuit of emotions."
"We also pursue money!" Lucia raised her hand.
"You're so right." Mistry said immediately, "Since I became a human, I only realized that money is such an important thing. What's wrong with having money?"
"And you don't have anything at home now." Lucia looked at Mistry sympathetically, "You can only sleep on the ground, it's too pitiful."
"I can buy you a bed and a quilt..." Athos suggested.
"Yeah." Mistry showed a falsely sad expression and didn't answer Athos' words at all, "Even so, I have to prepare dessert for Miss Lucia."
"It's okay, Dad is making a bed for you too!"
Mistry and Lucia discussed what color sheets and quilts to buy.
Athos: "..."
Obviously three people are sitting here, but he feels that he is really redundant.
Mistry, who is a human musician, quickly became acquainted with the Lucia family.
Only Lucia and Athos knew his identity. For Ram and Anna, this was just a very kind neighbor—of course, most of the neighbors were very kind to Lucia.
To Ram and Anna, this is a musician who likes to bake treats, is well-spoken, has a dignified appearance, and has a decent garden.
Although they didn't have much contact with Mistry due to working hours, they had a very good impression of Mistry.
As for Lucia's preference to learn to play the piano at Mistry's, that's even better, rather than running around in this huge Seranga, it's better to stay near Owl Street to reassure the two parents who like to worry.
But Lucia was a little unhappy.
She finished dinner, took a shower, went back to her bedroom, and lay back on the bed pitifully.
When there was Mistry in the past, Lucia didn't feel anything, and when she returned to her room after dinner, she could start chatting non-stop with Mistry.
The two of them were able to talk from the end of the meal to the time when Lucia went to bed, and there were literally endless topics to talk about.
Now that Mistry has become a human, he said that human beings should look like human beings, and they can't chat in their heads casually, so the time before Lucia goes to bed has become the most difficult time to pass.
Lying upside down in bed for half an hour, Lucia got up bored and opened the textbook while reading.
Can't read a single word.
"Mistry~" Lucia whispered.
No one answered, Lucia walked to the window and leaned on the windowsill to look at the house opposite.
The roses in the garden are blooming just right, in a corner of the garden, because of her proposal, strawberry seedlings have been planted, waiting for the strawberries to ripen and eat.
But the room was pitch black.
Today seems to be Mistry's day, so he's not at home now.
Lucia slumped on the windowsill, waiting for the minutes to pass. Finally, it was after ten o'clock that Mistry came back with the violin case.
Across a long distance, Mistry looked over, and his eyes met Lucia, who was lying on the windowsill.
Lucia happily waved towards Mistry.
Under the dim light, the corners of Mistry's mouth were slightly raised, and he gently waved towards Lucia.
Lucia painstakingly gestured with her hands the words "Are you tired today?"
Mistry put the violin case at his feet, and also gestured to Lucia, "I'm not tired, how about you".
The two were separated by the window and a street, and after a long gesture, Mistry finally returned to the opposite house.
Looking at the light on the opposite window, Lucia lay back on the bed as lost as a puppy.
She felt that she still had a lot of things to say to Mistry, such as what she ate today, she worked so hard to organize the vegetable field at home today, and the boiled radish today was very delicious...
But Mistry had to rest.
Lucia was upside down on the bed, still couldn't sleep, so he simply got under the bed, found the wire he put here, and started to study the lock picking technique.
Although the lock has been changed, as long as you work hard, this lock can also be picked!
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