The Mysteries of Games

A tranquil melody began to play, echoing through the empty mountains like a sprite wandering alone beneath the moonlight, savoring the lonely embrace of darkness.

It was an Unnamed Tune performed on a piccolo by the wanderer Richard. Perhaps to heighten the atmosphere, the performer remained hidden within the magical scene from beginning to end and never showed himself.

The piece was not particularly long, nor could it be called outstanding compared with the many excellent performances. Yet when the Shadow Empress heard it before the magic television, her pupils suddenly contracted.

Had Lilith not been immersed in the music, she might have noticed that the Empress's lake-calm eyes had actually begun to waver.

Unlike the enraptured Lilith, although Catherine also loved music deeply, she had kept a cool head throughout, viewing the concert from the perspective of an empress. What she saw went beyond the musical aspect; more importantly, she saw its political implications—the impact such a concert could have on the economy, development, imperial cohesion, and more. Yet when this Unnamed Tune began to play, she could no longer remain detached.

This was not the first time she had heard it. The first time had been in the Gloomy Night Wetland.

This was not Unnamed Tune, but Solo Dance Under Moonlight.

She had once believed she had successfully forgotten this piece. Only today did she discover that it had always remained in her heart. She wanted to forget, yet could never truly do so.

"Richard..." Catherine felt the faint tremor in her soul and suddenly clenched her fist, letting out a soft snort. "Couldn't even be bothered to change your alias..."

The sound jolted Lilith awake. "Your Majesty, what did you say just now?"

Catherine had already returned to normal and merely shook her head. Lilith did not