Hill listened carefully and discovered that it was an extremely ancient tune from Dionysio.
The Crystal Flower tinkled a few ballads, and Hill listened for a while to various styles of music, estimating that she had reached as far as Salabia.
Hill sighed; he couldn't refuse Yunifrola's kindness, but he also couldn't judge her alignment attributes.
Hill could only sense that in front of him, she belonged to the kind alignment.
But this didn't necessarily mean she was truly Yunifrola.
To say she was chaotic, she clearly obeyed the World Will, but a law-abiding kind faction wouldn't dabble in puppet manipulation.
She was probably a type that leaned towards both sides, which was the most troublesome.
Hill absolutely didn't dare owe her any favor; who knew what she might do in the future. Hill didn't want to be dragged down by her.
