MMB Chapter 112 Lyra
Chapter 112 Lyra
Chapter 113 Lyra (Please subscribe!)
'The Silver Cloth of Lyra!'
Looking at the shimmering silver armor, shaped like an ancient Greek lyre, Moen thought to himself that his luck was truly remarkable this time; he had drawn a top-grade Silver Armor on his first try.
Lyra is one of the most brilliant constellations in the northern Milky Way. Although it is not large in area, it is easy to observe.
Because Vega, the main star of Lyra, is one of the vertices of the Summer Triangle, the Summer Triangle can be clearly seen even in bustling big cities, as long as strong light interference is avoided.
'This Saint Cloth... it really was given based on relationships, wasn't it?'
Moen mentally complained that Lyra was related to some of his existing abilities, and the connection was quite significant.
Draco and Cygnus are right next to Lyra. One of the vertices of the "Summer Triangle" is Deneb in Cygnus, and the other vertex is Altair in Aquila. Deneb is also known as the Magpie Bridge.
'Could the next Silver Cloth or skill be from the Aquila constellation?'
As Mo En thought this, the Weaver Girl and the Magpie Bridge had arrived, and the Cowherd would probably be here soon too.
Without hesitation, Moen put on the Lyra Silver Cloth and tried it out. It has to be said that the Silver Cloth is quite different from the Bronze Cloth; the Lyra Cloth's coverage is quite good.
In fact, Moen's Equuleus Bronze Cloth and Orion Bronze Cloth are among the Bronze Cloths with excellent coverage.
Therefore, Moen's feelings about this aspect are not that deep. If the first two pieces were replaced with those bronze armors with extremely low coverage, it would be different.
Then Moen would probably lament that the Silver Cloth is the real Saint Cloth, and what is the Bronze Cloth compared to that? It's just some scraps and loose parts assembled together.
If there's anything particularly special about the Lyra Silver Cloth, it's undoubtedly the ancient harp that Moen holds in his hand.
Overall, it is silver-white with some golden patterns. The harp looks very exquisite. In fact, the Lyra Silver Cloth has this style all the time. The main body is silver-white, with light purple and golden yellow embellishments, highlighting the exquisite, elegant and noble feeling.
"Buzz!"
Moen plucked the strings, and a magical sound rang out, radiating energy fluctuations. The sound was exceptionally clear and melodious; there was probably no better stringed instrument in the world than this harp.
"Unfortunately, I can't play it."
Looking at the harp in his hand, Moen looked somewhat troubled. He really hadn't mastered this skill yet, and it seemed he would have to learn it properly. All of Lyra's abilities were contained in this harp.
Moen guessed that if he wanted to resonate with this Lyra Silver Cloth, he probably wouldn't be able to do so without mastering the harp.
"Learn! Learn right now!"
Moen didn't hesitate. To resonate with Lyra, learning the harp was nothing special; it was just another skill. Learning another skill to become stronger was a good thing.
Resonating with Lyra is important; it might even influence Cygnus and Draco, who don't have Cloths yet, since they're neighbors.
Although not as close as the relationship between Pegasus and Equuleus, even if it can't influence Draco, it can at least influence Cygnus, which is also part of the "Summer Triangle" and is also the "Magpie Bridge".
Lost in thought, Moen left the guild hall. He was going to find someone to learn the harp. There were quite a few people in the Fairy Tail guild who liked to play music, but there were none who actually played the harp. Most of them played those restless and cheerful instruments.
Moen went out. He remembered that Magnolia had shops that sold musical instruments, but he had never paid attention to them before. As for where there were places to teach musical instruments, he had never thought about that either.
"Go ask Mr. Lazio."
Moen immediately thought of Mr. Lazio, who had many friends. No one knew Magnolia's various shops better than him; even Grandpa Makarov might not know more than him.
After leaving the guild hall, Moen arrived at Kiko's café. The café was decorated very exquisitely and had a large storefront. Mr. Lacchio was really not short of money, after all, he was the landlord of the Fairy Tail girls' dormitory.
Welcome!
At the entrance of the coffee shop, waitresses greeted customers with enthusiastic smiles. The shop was quite crowded, and many of the customers looked like couples, making it a good date spot.
"Moen! It's Moen Dorleah!"
Moen had just entered the coffee shop when he immediately heard someone shouting.
If it weren't for the hint of surprise in his words, Moen would have thought he owed someone money and was being chased by debt collectors, which was quite frightening.
Moen watched as a young couple surrounded him, silently criticizing himself for not adapting to the life of a celebrity.
"Could you please sign your autograph for us?! We're all your fans! The stories of Sherlock Holmes are fantastic!"
The young couple were extremely excited; they were clearly tourists visiting Magnolia.
Shh~ Don't make noise, you'll disturb everyone.
Moen took the pen and two copies of "Sherlock Holmes," signing them as he reminded the young couple that they had clearly come prepared, having brought a pen and two books, probably hoping to get his autograph from the start.
"Yes, I'm sorry~"
Reminded by Moen, the young couple lowered their voices. They looked around and saw that the old Magnolias around them were looking at them with kind and understanding eyes. The atmosphere was relatively friendly, which could only be attributed to their affection for Moen.
"Mr. Moen, may I ask you a question?"
Looking at Mo En after he finished signing, the boy in the young couple cautiously asked.
"I'm writing it now, stay tuned."
Moen didn't even need to ask him to know what this guy wanted to ask; it was the question he'd been asked the most lately.
After chatting briefly with two enthusiastic fans, Moen went to the coffee shop counter and asked the busy manager:
"Is Mr. Lazio here?"
Normally, Mr. Lazio spends most of his time in the café, which is his passion. Otherwise, he wouldn't need to run the shop at all; he could easily retire just by collecting rent.
This coffee shop has been open for many years, and it's all thanks to Mr. Lazio's passion that it has been able to thrive.
"I'm here!"
Before the manager could answer, a voice came from the kitchen, and Mr. Lazio came out wearing an apron and a hat.
"Little Moen? What brings you here?"
Mr. Lazio looked at Moen with surprise and asked somewhat strangely, knowing that Moen didn't really like coffee.
"I have something I'd like to ask you. Do you know anyone who can play the harp?"
Moen bowed to Mr. Lazio and then asked.
Mr. Lazio is quite old and doesn't look like Chiko's father at all; he could be her grandfather. But in reality, Chiko was just born late in life, making her Mr. Lazio's daughter in his old age.
"A harp? There really was one, but he's probably not in Magnolia anymore. I had him play for me at the shop before. He was a true master, like a bard from a story."
Mr. Lazio immediately replied that his connections were indeed extensive, which was probably due to the influence of the local old money. In matters like this, Makarov was not as useful as these people.
"Why are you suddenly asking this?"
Mr. Lazio asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Since I'd like to learn the harp, is it possible for you to contact that master again?"
Moen's eyes lit up. He wanted a master-level harp. The better you learn it, the more useful it will be. If you just play casually, you don't need to find a teacher. You can learn to play it by yourself.
"Let me think. The last time I heard about him was two days ago. He was invited by the Heartfilia Foundation. You can go there and look for him. If you're quick, you should be able to run into him."
Mr. Lazio quickly gave his answer: he had been keeping an eye on the master's news and was hoping to invite him again.
"If you happen to meet him, ask him to come to Magnolia again. Tell him that you really enjoy his playing and that his music has a calming power."
After informing Moen of the master's location, Mr. Lazio specifically added that if Moen could bring the master over, he would cover Moen's tuition fees.
"Mr. Lazio, do you think I'm short of money right now?"
Moen was speechless. As soon as he said that, Mr. Lazio realized that even if learning from a master would not be cheap, it would certainly not be a problem for Moen now. He forgot that Moen's books were selling very well.
"Little Moen is now a big celebrity throughout the Kingdom of Fiore. Maybe Master Voltava will actually give you face!"
After recalling Moen's current status and reputation, Mr. Lazio's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that things were very promising.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely call him."
Even after Moen left the coffee shop, Mr. Lazio kept reminding him, and Moen could only reluctantly make a promise.
Then, Mr. Lazio generously sponsored Moen with a carriage and his personal coachman, ensuring that Moen would arrive quickly.
The city where the Heartfilia Foundation is located is not far from Magnolia, separated by only one mountain. One is on this side of the mountain, and the other is on the other side. It won't take long to get there.
"It is said that Mr. Jude, the head of the Heartfilia Foundation, lives not far from Magnolia, but I do not know the exact location."
As he sat in the carriage, Moen listened to the coachman tell all sorts of interesting stories. The Heartfilia Foundation was a newly established foundation that had only emerged in recent years, and it had only been around for about ten years. The founder, Jude, and his wife were said to have both been mages.
"That's interesting."
Moen had actually heard of the couple, mainly the woman, Leila Heartfilia, who was an exceptionally talented Celestial Spirit Mage.
Moen, who always claimed to use "Celestial Spirit Magic," had certainly heard of the excellent Celestial Spirit Mage who had retired many years ago, but he had never actually met her. After all, Moen was only two years old when Leila got married and retired, so he didn't have the opportunity to meet her.
"I could pay you a visit sometime."
Moen said, "It wouldn't hurt to see for myself. She should be stronger than Karen, right? After all, she's a senior."
"I heard that lady passed away from illness last year."
The coachman spoke, which startled Moen.
Died of illness? What kind of illness could kill a powerful mage?
Moen narrowed his eyes. His intuition told him that there was definitely something wrong. Sherlock Holmes was not written for nothing. Something unusual must be amiss. Even dying in battle was more plausible than dying of illness.
With these doubts in mind, the carriage continued on its way, heading up a mountain road where it began to bump along. The mountain road was not easy to travel on, and it was quite narrow, making it even more dangerous for oncoming vehicles. It was said that many accidents occurred there every year.
"Hey! Watch out! Hey! The car's going to overturn!"
While Moen was meditating in the carriage, the driver let out a scream, clearly startled, but he kept the carriage steady and did not lose control due to panic.
"bump!"
Moen jumped off the carriage and looked ahead. Sure enough, not far away, a carriage was wobbling and hurtling towards the cliff, as if the horses had been startled.
(End of this chapter)