I have a lot of sore spots. I think I happened to wake up just when Cyrilo was thinking of kicking me out, you know? Like, she was in a good mood, but it was because I’d finally go away. Anyway, back to the old grind. So, what? No magic school?"
"Class is cancelled. I was planning on heading over to the bathhouse. Interested?"
"Water and I need little break from each other. Our relationship has been a bit… choppy… lately. I might try that olive oil thing the Greeks did." He worked while talking, finishing cigarettes with machine-like speed and repetition.
"Huh, you really are good at that."
"Years of practice. Anyway, tonight I go onstage."
"Your audience will be a bit smaller than last night."
"For now. Before long, the ‘Bard of Rock’ will be more famous around here than any knight. But speaking of last night… thank you. For everything."
"Don’t worry about it. Have you decided on anything yet?"
"Well like I said, I’m going onstage tonight, and after that… I guess I’ll just have to take it one step at a time."
Noah finished his drink and departed. He went down to the local bathhouse and scrubbed himself clean. A few errands and street-side dinner later, and he made his return the Knight’s Sheath, and what had originally been the dozen afternoon drinkers had turned into an evening mob, unlock any Noah had yet seen. It was not the girls the men were after, nor the drinks, nor even the gonlief, it was the strumming of ‘Starman’.
Daniel was sitting on a chair up on the stage, somehow playing not just the guitar chords, but mimicking the overlapping rhythms of the other instruments with just those six strings and the tapping of his feet. He was completely within his element, every movement and action was flawless. The enhancement gems had been removed, but even now, his guitar was projecting visible mana. It was just enough to thinly fill the vast parlor, now packed wall to wall with customers, all listening to Daniel. There was no telling if they actually understood the lyrics, but it didn’t seem to matter. Looking around, Noah spotted a large number of women in the crowd, and not just the working girls. The music was pulling everyone off the street to listen. All the doors and windows had to be opened because of the combined breathing and smoking of the spectators, and that just drew more customers.
Noah waded through the crowd the counter, where Lucius and Cyrilo were watching the concert with everything else. "Busy night, I see."
"I haven’t seen this place so packed since… ever. This is incredible," said Cyrilo.
"We’re gonna run out of booze at this rate."
"Then it seems I got here just in time. Pour me a drink."
Noah found an open seat among a group of adventurers and sat down with a sigh of bliss. A smoke, a drink, and some good music playing, then back up to Bella’s room. It was a nice night.
To be continued in book 3, coming same time next year! Thanks for reading! Tell me your thoughts!
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