Erthenia

After that, the southerner went to the musician's house.

When Citri approached the building, she could hear someone practicing playing the violin, but as soon as she knocked on the door, the beautiful melodies immediately stopped.

The only resident of this house greeted the guest somewhat nervously, probably because of her distinctive appearance.
- A... Um... How can I h-help you?

– If we meet Master Faranghar, we will say that we are from you.

- No problem!