Julia increasingly felt that Lis was nothing but a noble young master venturing out to travel, even though he was clad in regular mercenary leather armor, his temperament and skin tone didn't resemble those of mercenaries who had braved the elements all year long.
However, she didn't find it strange. The more nobles who enjoyed seeking new and exciting experiences the better. Hadn't she just seen someone receive a Gold Coin for some of the most common news?
"Oh?"
Upon hearing that Julia had something to say, Lis perked up with interest.
He knew that each place's myths and legends were like the poems recited by minstrels; they were often based on real stories and news and then creatively embellished.
So, quite a lot of these legends and poems actually concealed real secrets.
Julia did not keep him in suspense, but started to recount the tale directly.