The baguette boys and their teenage delusions
In the end, the twin brothers talked it over and decided to share the secrets they knew with a few close friends, so everyone could decide what to do together.
At the party that night, amid everyone's suspicions about those at the top and their fears of the unknown, they also asked whether they could learn more about Philier's two treasured antiques.
Philier had actually started thinking about the things at home halfway through the discussion, but his grandfather had once told him that almost all those stories he had shared were made up.
Whenever Philier pressed him about the map and scroll, his grandfather never wanted to elaborate. He always brushed him off with, "Knowing more about that sort of thing won't do you any good."
Heaven help him, to a boy going through his rebellious teenage years, that was practically the same as saying:
"There's a huge secret here, but I don't want you getting involved. I want you to live a peaceful life. Stop asking, because I won't tell you!"
Well, that sort of refusal was practically poison. Back then, Philier had tried everything he could to uncover the map's secrets.
Between the ages of fourteen and nineteen, no matter how rebellious or disobedient he was, how often the school complained, or how helpless his family was to discipline him-
One word from his grandfather, and the brat everyone else knew would immediately do as he was told.
Even so, Philier had never managed to learn any more of the secrets.
A few days before his grandfather passed away, he finally relented and revealed a little.
Philier would never forget that day.
That day, his grandfather lay in his room, with the sunset shining in through the window.
He asked