Chapter 138: Memories (3)

"You know, I published that piece," I told the lady as we stepped out of the theater.

"You jest," she said.

Many lights in the underground district had dimmed down. They were probably based on the sunlight, the day was coming closer to an end.

"Not at all, I did publish it. Don't you know about the composer from Schwarz?"

As if what happened inside didn't faze either of us, we still walked as we used to before with the lady grasping my hand.

"Whatever, I don't buy it, guard. You should lie in moderation."

"How rude. I'll dedicate the next piece I release to you, that'll prove."

"I am sure it will," the lady scoffed. She then took a look around the place and checked our pockets. We had splurged everything out in the theater, so we didn't have much left on hand. It would be better to bring cash along next time.

"Should we head back?" the lady asked.

She must have been tired after using her magic.