Magic Lock

Staring at the young musician walking out of the darkness of the second floor, for a moment, an idea flashed through both Lilith’s and Sala’s mind: Mr. Evans was a sorcerer.

However, a second later, they felt a bit amused for having such silly thoughts. How could this young, talented musician who gained such vast popularity in Aalto be a mysterious sorcerer? That was ridiculous.

At this time, Lopez came into the living room followed by a bunch of servants who were holding candles. The whole space was immediately lit up.

"I’m Lucien Evans." Lucien walked downstairs and smiled in a polite way, "I was told that you two came here because of an ancient manuscript?"

"Mr.… Mr. Evans! I’m Lilith. I… I like your music very much!" Due to her nervousness, Lilith failed to answer Lucien’s question properly, "For Silvia is my favorite! I’m… I’m very glad to meet you."

Facing this talented and good-looking young musician, the young girl’s face flushed.