"I remember now, Losang, Losang—there's a story behind this name."
On a secluded path, Thales looked at the festive fireworks rising in the distance and suddenly spoke.
"What?"
Sherryl hurried over from behind him, her steps unsteady and her expression dejected.
"It's not an ordinary name, but a literary character, no, perhaps there really was such a person," Thales scratched his chin thoughtfully, "a hundred and two hundred years ago, 'Bad Blood' Losang was an infamous thief and bandit on the Golden Corridor, who committed countless evil deeds and heinous crimes throughout his life."
"How do you know that?" Sherryl asked in surprise.
"Minstrel's poems, knight's novels, and plays." Thales shrugged.
Especially the collections in Nacaru's library (which started to grow again after the duchess ascended to her position, after being sealed for many years), those that cannot be seen within Starlight Nation.
"Oh, Your Highness is indeed knowledgeable..."
