"A falling star has brought the chaos. The throne of fate has lost its master. The nonbeliever who walks in light and darkness will make his debut." In this magic world, knowledge is power.
Lucien did not panic. Instead, a series of thoughts came to his mind:
“Did the church find out it was me?
“…No, it can’t be. If the church had found this out, they wouldn’t have waited until now. I was involved in the witch’s trouble before… I must be on their list of suspects, but not on the top.”
Lucien paused a bit and answered, “I stood up late to complete the last part of my music work, then I felt very sick in the morning, so I asked for a leave. Now I’m feeling much better. That’s it.”
“Did you see a doctor? What was wrong with you? Can anyone prove it?” Corella questioned closely.
“No one. I was not sick… I was just really tired,” Lucien answered calmly.
“I can prove for him, sir.” Victor took a step forward, “Every time when I finished composing, I felt the same tiredness.”
“You are…?” Corella glanced at him.
“Mr. Victor is Lucien’s music teacher, a musician.” Elena introduced, feeling very surprised that Lucien could somehow compose a piece of music so quickly.