Chapter 776: Chapter 158: The Bard and His Protagonist_2 Chapter 776: Chapter 158: The Bard and His Protagonist_2 Although it was a formal marriage witnessed by the church, to Albert, their relationship was less like that of a husband and wife…
and more like lovers.
They lived in different places, each not disturbing the other’s daily life, yet when they occasionally came together, their affection was palpable.
However, from the perspective of “lovers,” their age gap was not particularly large.
As a “patron,” Yunus’s mother was only a decade or so older than his father.
Albert had met the woman—she was a steadfast, rational lady, whose sense of justice was resolute.
How could one describe her justice?
When her company took over, its business could cover 60% of the Red-White Queen District.
But after she managed it herself for ten years, the scale of the business had successfully shrunk to one-fifth.
Those too rigid in their principles are not suited for business.
In stark contrast, Yunus’s father—the one responsible for the children—was a man of cheerful nature.
Always smiling and joking, he could take teasing and was humorous and witty; everyone liked him.
Even during the most explosive and stubborn years of Queen Sofia, she became somewhat friendly with him.
Sometimes, she would even bring this fool to the Hall of Silver and Tin to seek his opinions on matters.
Some of Albert’s friends would mock this state of affairs as “the fool governing the nation,” which made Albert feel embarrassed…
especially since his father had just passed away not long ago, it made him feel even worse.
But candid appeals to the queen were outright ignored.
Ministers also issued warnings, and there was idle speculation among the populace.
Yet none of these things could sway Queen Sofia’s willful determination.
It was in such an environment that Albert came into contact with Yunus.
Initially, he had approached Yunus with animosity, but after getting to know him, he discovered the boy had inherited his father’s eloquence.
——It was only later that Albert learned Yunus’s father had long been diagnosed with an incurable disease that even the bishop couldn’t heal.
His conversations with Queen Sofia could never have been for the sake of power… because he didn’t have much time to live.
And Yunus’s mother was aware of this dire illness early on.
She had married Yunus’s father despite knowing this, because he brought her joy, and she in return, offered her responsibility.
——Yunus was like a fusion of these two people, inheriting their best qualities.
Later, when Albert was preparing to run away from home, not one of his friends was willing to leave with him.
Only Yunus said, “I also happen to want to go out and see,” and joined Albert on what was meant to be a distraction.
With his adept social skills, had he continued to stay on Glass Island, perhaps he would have been a minister by now.
When they first left Glass Island, Albert often felt self-loathing due to his own timidity and incompetence.
At such times, Yunus never preached to him or comforted or scolded him.
He would simply play the lute leisurely by the side, waiting for Albert to calm down on his own.
His playing lacked much technique, but it was filled with profound emotion.
Once, Albert couldn’t help but ask him, “Why did you follow me, a worthless person, away from Glass Island, Yunus?”
“There’s no particular reason,”
Yunus put down the harp and, after thinking for a moment, replied with a smile, “Because you were asking for my help, and also because I found those people rather boring, while you seem to be a pretty good person.
Constantly struggling with yourself is quite interesting, and your character isn’t unpleasant.
Getting into trouble with you is ten times better than living through an endlessly repetitive life at home!”
That was the first time Yunus openly spoke his true feelings to Albert.
It was from then on that Albert realized…
this man was completely different from himself.
Despite sharing the same profession, Albert, in comparison to his good brother Yunus, was simply not a qualified bard.
They were not companions on a wandering journey.
Instead, they were “the bard and the chosen protagonist of his own story.”
Whenever Yunus finished negotiating with others, he would return to Albert’s side with a joyful expression, bringing good news like, “Thank heavens, we are blessed by the Silver-Crowned Dragon,” “We are very lucky, Mr.
Albert,” “That gentleman is a good man, he agreed to our negotiation.”
…Now, Albert could only try to imitate Yunus.
Playing the lute alone, hopping around, muttering these words to himself.
“Thank heavens, Her Majesty the Queen and that silly bird didn’t notice me!
We are very lucky, Mr.
Just then, a sharp, clamorous voice came from the sky.
It was a voice with a vaguely familiar tone—emanating from the moon: “Now I can go out and play with you guys!”
Yunus was very familiar with that voice.
It belonged to Little Fairy Nilim, who had been lured by the sound of his lute the previous night.
But somehow, he wasn’t sure if it was an illusion…
A coincidence, wishful thinking, or déjà vu?
Yunus always felt that the joy in that voice made him want to cry.
And at that moment, he finally saw what it was—
A glass carriage driven by a Glass Unicorn, emerging from the moon.
It reflected the moon’s Light, emitting a faint glow.