Chapter 150

Simon paused for a second, surprised. "You speak Viremontese?" "Just a little. Enough to catch what you told the translator earlier... that I'm too young." Simon chuckled and wagged a finger at her. "No, no, that was more than just a little. Your Viremontese is excellent. You must've spent quite a bit of time in Viremont. That accent? Totally native." "In that case, judging by my fluent Viremontese, Mr. Simon, maybe you could reconsider what you said about my age?" Clearly not expecting Celeste to come at him like that, Simon blinked, then raised his hands a bit and said seriously, "I didn't mean anything by it. Just an offhand comment. I'm sorry if it came across wrong. Hope you'll forgive me." Celeste smiled. "There's an old saying where I'm from - even sages make mistakes. Apology accepted." The two spoke entirely in Viremontese. Except for the translator, the onlookers were completely lost. Judging by their blank stares, no one saw this coming. Who'd have thought the new girl from