Chapter 5 of the second chapter of The Beast's Blood Boils. The grass is constantly retreating towards the Lich girl, but there is still no shadow in front of it. "Don't go! Humphrey, don't leave me alone..."
The lich girl reluctantly stretched out her hand, her beautiful face full of horror and sadness.
However, no one answered her.
After running stumblingly on the grassland, she finally lost her footing and fell, and her eyes were filled with darkness.
"Humphrey..."
Darkness is still endless darkness.
"Is it you..."
Bergman, who was lying on his back on his bed, asked in a low voice, "Is that Desmond standing there?"
There was no answer. Not far from the bedroom door, the black cloak of the agency housekeeper seemed to blend into the darkness of the bedroom.
"I should have told you..." Bergman groped and reached out and found her dark crystal glasses on the low cabinet beside the bed. While putting on the glasses, she slowly raised her curvy upper body. Anyway,
This is in front of an official who hates him. Even if he is wearing pajamas and looks disheveled, it doesn't matter. "You are not allowed to enter my bedroom."
"Miss Bergman..." the butler's reply finally appeared, "Your breakfast is ready."
The two suns of the Demon Realm have risen in the sky on time, but the villa shrouded in the sunshine is surprisingly quiet today.
In the restaurant, a cup of steaming coffee was placed in Bergman's hand. Miss Lich was waving her knife and fork casually, playing with the two perfectly cooked fried eggs on her plate, making a tooth-wrenching squeaking sound.
Rings from time to time.
"Yesterday...I should have fired you, right?" Miss Lich, who had no appetite, finally spoke, but no one answered.
The place where the agency steward used to stand is clearly empty now.
"Isn't it here?" The hostess of the villa said to herself doubtfully. Then, she heard the sound of the piano which was still completely unskilled.
The white fist holding the knife slammed heavily on the dining table. Bergman immediately stood up without hesitation and rushed towards the studio as fast as he could.
Standing in front of the piano and playing slowly, it turned out to be the butler Desmond.
Miss Bergman angrily wanted to grab something and throw it away, but since the creation room was carefully tidied up by the agency housekeeper, the scattered instruments on the floor were no longer there. Therefore, the hostess fumbled for a long time and found nothing. "
I warned you not to touch my piano again!!!"
"Miss Bergman, please take a moment to listen. I feel that I have made a little progress than before..." The butler of the agency did not look back, and the crystal fingers had no intention of stopping.
"Progress?" The sneer from before reappeared on the corner of Bergman's mouth. "You mean progress?! For people like you who hate institutions, the so-called progress is just that the body accepts the command of the spell and becomes more and more in tune, and can follow the music score.
The instructions just pop up a more mechanical note!”
The steward was obviously not affected by Bergman's comments, and his tone remained calm. "I have been trying to play the piece of music you hummed. You can listen to it now..."
Desmond didn't have time to finish his sentence, because a crystal trumpet flew past his head. "The noise you made is not music at all!" Bergman didn't know what to say.
At that time, she had already touched the place where the musical instruments were placed. She had just thrown them along the source of the sound.
"That kind of sound!" Along with Miss Lich's angry roar, a double bass, also made of crystal, was pushed heavily to the ground. "As long as the relevant information is input into the memory core, and then the thing that comes out can be called Is that music?!"
The crystal violin was carried in Bergman's hands and waved around, hitting various instruments around it. From time to time, huge instruments fell to the ground, and from time to time, smaller ones were repeatedly knocked out. "That kind of thing can be considered a... What bullshit?!”
A lich woman who has always been known for being gentle and elegant in the demon world actually spit out vulgar curse words, which may be enough to be called news. But at this moment, the agency steward obviously does not care about this. He was just forced to stop his impeachment He tried to use words to stop the angry hostess. "If you continue to be emotionally unstable, those instruments may be damaged by you."
"Hahahaha..." In the midst of the chaos, Bergman's originally pale face showed an unnatural red color due to excessive exercise. "Will the instrument be damaged? Do you want to protect your fellow crystals?"
The lich mistress of the villa began to slowly turn her body towards her own crystal mechanism to hate the samurai butler, "What a hypocrite! How many of your kind have you personally destroyed on the battlefield? All the instruments in this studio combined are probably not as good as you. A fraction of the amount destroyed in one battle, right?”
"Can you please open the cloak?" The bow of the crystal violin pointed directly in the direction of the butler. "It's not that I haven't asked about your origins, so you can feel free to open the cloak and let me take a look at you. Those ugly weapons. Let me see how many of your companions you have killed with this pure and flawless crystal body!"
The agency steward slowly stood up straight and slowly lowered his head, but made no other movements.
The blush on Bergman's face became even brighter, as did the sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Oh? Don't you have any sense of resistance at all? A killing weapon with outstanding merits like you will also be imported. No matter how insulted you are, you must behave. Is it a command to respect the master?"
no answer.
"Speaking of which, in the information that was input into your memory core before, did you mention that my personality is irritable and irritable? If not, it seems that you really need me to complete the relevant information for you. Me?"
"That's fine, let me tell you the information that the Magic Guild will never enter for you! Those songs about why I hummed in my dreams, that nightmare that lasted for decades... Oh No, to be precise, it was not a dream, it should have really happened decades ago, when I set foot on the Aegean continent by chance."
There was no answer, and the agency steward only needed to assume a listening posture at this moment.
"You should know very well that not all lichs or silver-eyed people in the devil world can live a good life. My real name is not Ingrid; Bergman, that name represents a certain ruined nobleman. I have long remembered it. I can’t get up. As long as I can remember, my parents have been gone for a long time. I was fostered in a silver-eyed home that was also not very glamorous. They gave me the name Bergman."
The expression on Miss Lich's face has completely turned into a gloomy look at this moment, "I have been weak since I was a child and have suffered from various diseases. Due to my physical condition, I cannot master all the simple spells that a lich should be good at. .My eyesight has not been very good since then, and not many children are willing to play with me. My only interest at that time was to sing alone."
"No... It should be said that there is one person who is willing to talk to me. That is the young master Humphrey Bogart of the Silver Eyes family. Even though he was just a kid about my age at the time, his outstanding appearance made him stand out in the world.
Silver Eyes is also particularly outstanding in a race that is rich in handsome men. He is always surrounded by followers of all ages, whether boys or girls, they all like to play with him. Even though his family is not a prominent noble, there are many people around him.
But it never lacks popularity.”
"So I can't figure it out why such an outstanding person like him always likes to be with me. Humfuli likes to sing with me and stare at the sky together in the evening when day and night change. We have agreed to go to the Aegean together in the future.
Counting the stars at night in mainland China..."
"Of course, this worthless association was quickly noticed by his family. Humphrey was their only hope to restore the family's former glory. How could such a priceless treasure be mixed with a trash girl like me? So soon I
The family was sent to a shelter on another continent. Haha, in order to cut off Humphrey's inappropriate thoughts, they were really willing to spend money..."
"In that kind of shelter where I was unfamiliar with the place where I was born, it was common for me to be bullied because I was weak and sick. Fortunately, I was a lich after all, so I didn't really receive any life threats. It's just that because of the poor environment, I would be bullied from time to time.
The high fever started hurting my eyes more and more."
"In that situation, the only thing that could comfort me was music. That asylum was run by a nobleman, and the girls there always had the opportunity to enter the nobleman's manor to do some simple labor work. There was a piano in the manor.
It is something used to show the artistic temperament of the owner on grand occasions. Although there are not many occasions where it needs to be played, it needs more careful maintenance because of this. I was lucky enough to get the job, and it was my first time.
Touching an instrument that is not made of crystal.”
"The person who usually practices and plays the piano is a certain concubine from that noble family. I can't remember her name now, but she should have married early and changed her surname. Because strictly speaking, her life experience is not
How could she have seen the light? If she didn't have the skill of playing the piano, she would have been sent to other noble families to serve as marriage props. I'm afraid it is because of this that she is not as domineering as other nobles. I work as a handyman in the piano room.
When I was a kid, I was always taken care of by her. It can even be said that she was my piano enlightenment classroom."
"I originally thought that my whole life would go by like this, but who knew that the manor held a cocktail party as usual, and due to lack of manpower, I was temporarily transferred to serve as a receptionist."