Otherworld Starts With All Cooking Skills

Chapter 215 Vivian Goes For A Walk

Dorn and Vivian traveled freely in the art capital for three days.

On the third day, the Musicians Association of Golden Oak City came out with an exciting news.

The concert of the famous musician Ms. Barbasa, which was previously postponed, will be held this weekend.

For a while, the streets and alleys of the capital of art were all talking about this female artist.

In the afternoon of this day, Dorn and Vivian had just returned to the Jinzun Tavern after watching a drama from outside, and the owner of the tavern handed Dorne two letters.

The two letters are both sealed in white envelopes with good paper quality, and they are covered with red clay and fire lacquer, which look extraordinarily formal.

One of them was painted with a simple character.

And the other one is printed with a blooming honeysuckle.

This honeysuckle pattern, whether it is Dorn or Vivienne, has some impressions, it is the clan emblem of the local Earl of Bishop in Golden Oak City.

It can often be seen in the earl’s mansion.

Dorn opened the two letters, and the one with honeysuckle was from Miss Anrietta.

The letter with simple characters comes from Ms. Barbasa.

Although the sender is different, the content mentioned in the letter is surprisingly consistent-

Anrietta Miss solemnly expressed in writing her gratitude to Donne for saving Own, and invited Donne to watch Ms. Barbasa’s concert on the weekend.

Ms. Barbasa solemnly expressed in writing her gratitude to Donne for saving Own, and invited Donne to watch Own concert on the weekend.

Both letters were written very earnestly, decently, and politely, so people could not refuse them.

“Vivienne, do you want to go to the concert together on the weekend? The famous musician Ms. Barbasa, the one made with great effort.” Dorn said to the fairy Miss while reading the letter in the room.

“But in the morning, I heard that tickets for Ms. Barbasa’s concert are no longer available, right?”

Vivienne sat next to him. Although he didn’t read the contents on the letter paper in Dorn’s hand, he guessed something:

“Is it Ms. Barbasa, or the Arietta Miss…?”

“Yes, there is more than one person who wants to invite me to the concert. Moreover, they all have the ability to definitely get tickets.” Dorn shook the two letter papers in his hand.

“Hmm! Going to see it!” Vivian nodded excitedly.

When I first came to Golden Oak City, the fairy Miss said, taking advantage of the opportunity to play here, go to a concert together.

And Ms. Barbasa’s concert is a grand and wonderfully prestigious concert.

Given the opportunity to see it, Vivian naturally didn’t want to miss it.

“By the way, Dorne. What are we going to do this afternoon?” Vivian asked Dorne, maintaining a happy mood.

“In the afternoon, we…” Donne was about to answer, but suddenly he turned his gaze to the two letters in his hand, showing a thoughtful expression, “In the afternoon, in the afternoon, I have something to do.”

“Huh? What are you going to do, shall I go with you?”

“No, Vivienne. You, you can’t go, I have to do this by myself.” Don shook his head.

“Oh, oh.” Fairy Miss nodded, “Then I will wait for you in the tavern.”

“Well, when I come back, I will go to the music restaurant named [Lorca Brothers] to eat together in the evening.” Dorn said this, and then rushed out the door with two letter papers in his hand.

“What did Dorne think of? Why are you so happy?” Vivian watched Dorne leave with a look of confusion.

…

“Well–”

Vivienne lay on Own’s bed and was bored looking through a love novel that she bought back yesterday when she was shopping with Donne.

However, Miss Fairy can’t enter the touching love story in the book at this moment.

She couldn’t help thinking about Donne in her mind.

“Where is Donne now and what are you doing?”

Vivian closed the love story, then turned over on the bed, and hugged the pillow in her arms.

She remembered the two letters Donne had received before leaving the tavern room.

One is from Ms. Barbasha and one is from Miss Anrietta.

“That Anrietta Miss is very beautiful.” Vivian buried her face in the pillow and began to remember and imagine, “Looks taller than me.”

Fairy Miss’s impression of Anrietta——

The long black hair with some purple luster is elegantly set up, and the posture is elegant and tall, and it is obviously very friendly, but it has a temperament that can be seen from a distance and is not playful.

Very unique beauty.

“Will Donne go to the Enrietta Miss?” Fairy Miss thought.

She thought about the look in the eyes of Donne and those trapped in the story world when the Arietta Miss looked at Donne when they returned to reality a few days ago.

In the obvious gratitude and admiration, there is also some shyness.

Does that elegant and solemn beautiful Miss show that shy look?

And… still facing Dorn.

“Well—” Vivian suddenly felt a little inexplicably bored. “Dorn said he will be back in the evening. There is still a lot of time now. Maybe I should go out and go shopping.”

So, the fairy Miss got up from the bed and picked up the heavy ebony staff leaning on the bed.

I walked out of the room, walked through the noisy lobby on the first floor of the tavern, and walked onto the street.

Today is a nice afternoon, the sun is warm.

“Where should I go?” Vivian stood on the street holding the ebony staff, thinking for a while, “Forget it, just walk around.”

…

The periphery of Golden Oak City.

Favna’s clothing store.

The restless Vivian walked aimlessly, and finally came to the door of the alchemist Miss’s shop.

I don’t know if it is a coincidence or the subconsciousness of the fairy Miss is guiding him.

After all, in the entire Golden Oak City, apart from Dorne, it seems that only Favna Miss knows that Vivian exists.

“Favena Miss sells a lot of silk stockings here.” Vivienne held the staff and looked into the window, “Dorn seems to like it very much.”

Speaking of which, the previous Anrietta Miss, wearing white knee stockings, is also very beautiful.

“Hmm—” Miss the fairy muttered vaguely, and then the previously a little annoying mood began to flow in his mind again.

Then, Vivian gently squeezed the ebony staff and pulled away the clothes shop.

At this moment, Miss Fafna behind the counter in the clothing store is writing and drawing with pen and paper, seeming to be recording something:

“Screaming mandala grass roots, resting flowers, water ghost brains, the powder of the souls…Look at me, I see, these alchemical materials are getting harder and harder to obtain.”

jingle–

The wind chimes under the eaves were hit by the door frame, making a crisp sound.

The storefront was opened.

“Welcome.” Favna put down her pen and paper and looked up, “Huh?”

The spacious clothing store was empty.

Afterwards, the store door closed gently, as if someone was politely closing the door.