A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 46 Iris

"Miss Uther?"

Quinn was slightly startled, her name still fresh in his memory.

The girl's eyes narrowed into a gentle crescent moon.

"Pfft," she covered her mouth and chuckled, "You still remember this name."

"How will you be here?"

Quinn didn't expect that a bookstore clerk was also related to the mysterious world.

Not all the passengers in Broom Alley are extraordinary people or arcanists. Arcanists account for about one-third of the people, and extraordinary people are even fewer. Most of them are ordinary people. They may work for arcanists, engage in business in the mysterious world, or be members or families of various religious cults.
"I..." Youser hesitated for a moment, then took out a student card and said, "I'm going to school tomorrow and I'm here to buy something!"

The student card was printed with Grindelwald's school emblem, a golden lion, a bronze eagle, a black badger and a silver snake, a black dragon and an "H"-shaped symbol. Every time Quinn saw this emblem, he felt a sense of both laughter and laughter.

"Are you Grindelwald's student?"

He looked at the girl in surprise.

"I'll be starting school tomorrow, and I'll probably be the oldest student in this class." Yuser put away his student card with some embarrassment.

"Oh, what a coincidence." Quinn took out his offer letter from inside his windbreaker. "I'll start tomorrow. I'll be the teaching assistant."

"Wow!" Yuser opened her eyes wide in surprise. Then, she bent down deeply, her chestnut curly hair cascading down like waves, and she shouted crisply, "Hello, teacher!"

"Teaching assistant, teaching assistant, just doing odd jobs, not really a teacher."

Quinn smiled and moved aside. The girl was quite polite.

"Teacher, what department are you from?"

"Divination."

"I heard that the failure rate of the Divination Department is even higher than that of the Basics Department. Teacher, please go easy on me." Yuser pretended to be pitiful.

"Then I'll try my best to hold on until the day you fail the course and not get expelled."

Quinn heard the announcement, closed the piano lid, and stood up.

Only then did he notice that the logo on the piano lid was actually a golden iris.

It was exactly the same iris as the one on the card given to him at the Dema Tavern.

"Teacher, um, I have a small request."

Quinn looked at her and motioned for you to say.

Yuser asked cautiously, "While we're at the academy—if you have time, can I learn piano from you every week? No, just a little while every month would be fine!"

She immediately added, "If it bothers you, forget it! It's okay, I can practice slowly on my own!"

"Why, are you interested in piano?"

"Ok!"

She nodded vigorously.

Quinn glanced at Yusei's hands. Perhaps because she was tall, her fingers were long and slender, looking like they would be perfect for holding hands. Or rather, perfect for playing the piano.

"There's one in my dad's pub. The resident singers sometimes play it, and I love it." Yuser's expression was full of longing, but then he became frustrated. "I want to learn, but my dad won't let me. He thinks me playing the piano will attract too much attention."

"I'm just an ordinary girl. I have some arcane talent, but that's all I have. I was only accepted into the academy at 17... I'm just not very good at anything I do. The singer uncle also said that I don't have the talent to play the piano and won't be able to sing well."

Quinn suddenly realized: "So you were just peeking at the piano?"

"I wasn't stealing, or peeking," Youser said a little embarrassedly. "It's just that I've never seen such a high-end piano. I'm listening to you play the old one at home!"

Quinn laughed dumbly and said as he walked, "The piano isn't an instrument that requires spirituality. What's important is practice. As long as you can press the correct key with the correct pressure at the correct time, and play an entire piece like this, then you'll be a piano master."

Yuther was stunned when he heard this, and his chestnut eyes sparkled with excitement.

"That makes sense!"

"Practicing once a month isn't enough. Practice at least once a day. Start with the basics. If you're not too stupid, you'll be able to play a complete piece of music within half a year."

"Teacher, do you agree?" Yuser asked in disbelief.

"If you're not busy at work, I'd be happy to give you some occasional guidance. Just as a thank you for helping me find the book. The most important thing is that you practice diligently. The most I can do is correct your mistakes. Piano skills are accumulated."

Quinn came to the counter, motioned for Uther to wait, and then walked towards the goblin teller.

He didn't notice that Uther behind him jumped up like a rabbit and shook his little fist excitedly.

"Thank you for waiting. Verification completed, no problem~"

The goblin's attitude was inexplicably much better than before. "Please fill in your name and billing address, and I will open an account for you. After that, you can use our services in all markets where there is a Clock Tower Bank."

Quinn picked up the quill and wrote his signature, and in the address column he simply filled in "Grindelwald Arcane Academy".

"Okay, please wait a moment"

The goblin busied himself behind the counter for a moment before handing over a card and a box of ink. "Please relax and place your fingerprint on the center of the bank card."

The ink is transparent and feels like silicone.

Quinn wiped a little with his index finger and poked it into the center of the card. The moment it touched the card, he felt a sharp stinging sensation, like the pain of a needle during a blood draw. Quinn reflexively pulled his hand back, only to find that his finger was still intact, without any signs of injury.

"Don't worry, it's just a mark. No one else can use this card except you. It's generally not stolen, but please keep it safe."

The goblin stood on a ladder and handed Quinn the Clock Tower's bank card and several receipts. "Done. The limit is one thousand gold pounds. The Clock Tower will send you a bill on the eighth of each month. Happy shopping in Broom Alley~"

Quinn raised his eyebrows in surprise. So tall?
"How much is the limit?"

He thought he heard wrongly.

"One thousand gold pounds." The goblin thought he was dissatisfied and hurriedly explained, "I'm sorry, Mr. Quinn, one thousand gold pounds is the upper limit of the prepayment limit. For transactions exceeding one thousand gold pounds, we recommend that you go directly to the bank or use valuables of equal value to barter."

"It's okay, that's enough." Quinn returned to his normal expression and put the card into his pocket naturally.

The card is pure black, with only a full moon and a clock pattern printed in the middle, which is the symbol of the clock tower.

After working for the Demon Tribe for a month, I've been drinking cheap coffee and eating black bread, living a miserable life. It's simply not a life for a human being. But I finally see funding.

"Mr. Quinn, is there anything else I can help you with?" The goblin was extremely polite.

While intelligent, these creatures are also extremely greedy and obsessed with money. While they are well-suited to banking, they are not particularly friendly to humans, as the only thing that can make a goblin friendly is money.

"No, thank you."

Quinn nodded and was about to leave when he suddenly stopped and asked, "By the way, I have a question."

"You say."

"There's a piano in the waiting area, the one with the fleur-de-lis pattern. I'd like to know where it was manufactured."

The goblin looked at Quinn in confusion.

"You came here with a business card with an iris, and you don't even know what the iris represents?"

"Um, very famous?"

"That is the coat of arms of Lord Cavendish."

(End of this chapter)