The cold-faced earl doesn't want to trigger the plot

Sebastian was shocked when he saw Riber's painting.

"Is this the 'Beast of the Last Apocalypse'..."

"..."

Go away, you guys!

Not only did he scold him in his heart, but a hint of annoyance appeared on Riber's face.

Even if he really didn't draw very well, the cat's four legs seemed to be drawn as two "eight" characters, but it wouldn't be a mess, could it?

"Although my painting skills are far behind the young master, is it this kind of phantom beast that the young master is looking for?"

As Taya spoke, she took a brush and began to draw skillfully.

...

Is this person looking for faults?

Riber waited for a while with twitching eyebrows, and then saw that Taya really drew a lifelike ā on the paper?/p>

In the picture, ㄓ rebelling, twisting, ⒏ glucoside, and ⑶ page, Yupang, and Kui Xiao?/p>

"..."

Looking at the drawn ǎfile cooking Mata lame chat? Excuse me?/p>

He also felt personally that this is not an ordinary different world, but a strange different world based on GALGAME.

The end of the apocalypse or something... probably the bad taste of the game production team...

After sighing in his heart, Riber spoke "calmly",

"So, can you catch, what kind of phantom beast is this?"

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...

In the old royal capital, it was an unusual day.

Riber just felt that he hadn't done anything, and it was already evening.

Following the two housekeepers saying that "it is impossible to catch the 'beast of the final apocalypse'", Riber's animal restaurant plan is basically bankrupt before it is implemented.

However, the day wasn't all bad news.

There is good news, that is, the newly made steel... No, the Nightingale Qin has been shipped over.

Along with the Nightingale came Jones the Craftsman.

Perhaps it was because the craftsman Jones had already received a large deposit from the Capret family, and it was because the masters who were famous in the old king had been bossing around during this period.When Riber saw him again, he found that his temperament had changed.

To put it simply, Jones now feels like he is walking sideways.

It is a pity for Ribel, this country does not yet have such a cross-age invention as the big gold chain.

However, in front of Riber, Jones did not show that inexplicable arrogance.

Although Ribel's identity was also a factor, Jones admired Ribel even more because according to Ribel's various requirements, the Nightingale Qin really became a more outstanding instrument.

For Jones, who has devoted half of his life to making nightingale zithers, Riber, who complements the nightingale qin, is like his bosom friend.

If it wasn't for the fact that the identity gap was too great, Jones would have wanted to recognize Riber as his half-brother.

Feeling Jones' enthusiasm, and seeing his bald head, Riber commanded to enlarge the Nightingale Qin to the originally planned location in the restaurant.

Standing in the distance, looking at the shining streamer and quiet atmosphere on the dark musical instrument from a distance, Riber felt like traveling through time and returning to the original world.

And just when Riber was feeling sad, a young figure approached the side of Nightingale Qin.

"Ribel! What is this?"

Alice curiously turned around the Nightingale Qin.

After coming to the old capital, Alice, who was completely liberated from her studies, just wandered around the mansion all day long.

And just when Alice called out Riber's name, Taya, the housekeeper not far behind Riber's face, turned dark as it was visible to the naked eye.

It has been several days since Alice came to the old capital, and Taya has never been able to figure out what kind of relationship this little guy who looks like an ordinary silly child has with the young master.

Not only did she dare to call the young master by his name, but she would also lean over to grab the young master's food during meals.

But it was such a crazy move, everyone including the young master seemed to be used to it, and no one felt incredible.

On the other side, with the help of Riber, Alice has already started playing with the nightingale.

"Is this cover really not going to fall off and hit my hand?"

"It's strange why you have to hit these keys with your hands."

"Well, the keys are so heavy, I can't press them down at all!"

"Isn't there no sound at all? Is this thing broken?"

"Not fun at all!"

As Alice frequently expressed her opinions, Riber saw that Craftsman Jones' face was darkened visible to the naked eye.

Um...

Maybe the kid has a talent for pissing people off?

Next, after admiring the scene where other people with nothing to do in the mansion gathered together and randomly pressed the keys to raise Jones' blood pressure, Riber silently returned to his room.

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...

late at night.

Alice walked downstairs in a daze, and was about to go to the restaurant on the first floor to find some water to drink. Suddenly, in the dark lobby on the first floor, she vaguely saw a shadowy figure appearing on the weird nightingale piano. beside.

Alice, who immediately became vigilant, hadn't even figured out a way to deal with it.Suddenly, the dark hall became slightly brighter.

It turned out that the clouds that covered the moon dispersed slightly, and the moonlight came in from the window on the upper floor, just shining on the position around the nightingale piano.

In the bright moonlight, Alice saw clearly that the person who was dressed in black and almost blended into the night was Riber.

"Ah! Riber, it's you! It really scared me to death..."

With a long sigh of relief, she patted her chest lightly, and Alice moved over.

And Riber's body froze obviously, then turned his head, with "calmness" written all over his face.

"Who do you say scares whom to death?"

Riber, who had almost stopped his heart and lungs before, frowned slightly.

"It's not because you don't sleep at night!"

Alice said, ran to the bench in front of the piano, and sat down beside Riber.

Then, he pressed the keys of the piano with the cover opened indiscriminately.

Although complaining, it is clear that Alice still likes this new "toy".

"If you wake up Ed or Fern, I bet you won't have snacks for a week."

"Well..."

Alice shrank her neck and stopped making noise.

"It's you, don't you play?"

After withdrawing her hand, looking at the white keys, Alice encouraged Ribel as if she was a little unwilling.

"Me? I...maybe I have to make some preparations."

"What are you preparing for?"

"Uh..."

Riber was speechless for a while, because he actually didn't know what he was preparing.

For Riber in his previous life, the piano may be the only thing he is good at, and the only thing he can handle.

Therefore, when seeing the piano in this world, Riber was actually very excited.

However, after the excitement, there is probably nothing left but anxiety.

In case, if he can't play the music as smoothly as he imagined, what should he do?

Does it seem like a hypocrite who has been subconsciously wearing gloves to protect his fingers?Was craftsman Jones deliberately re-manufacturing a Nightingale Qin as a joke?

Or more core.

Will it appear that he is really so useless?

And the foreshadowing of his bad playing has actually been laid down a lot.

For example, so-called skills are mostly physical memory.And now he has a different limb.

For example, I haven't touched the keys for almost three months, so the decline in level is obvious.

For example, this is the nightingale piano, not the piano he is familiar with at all.

Another example, so far his body and his consciousness are not [-]% coordinated, etc...

So, in order to ensure that I can play better.Riber also deliberately chose the night, the same scene as he practiced, so dim that there was almost no light.

But sure enough, after sitting in front of the nightingale, he still felt that he was not ready.

Or in other words, lack of courage in strange places.

"Hmph, you must be too stupid, don't know how to make the Nightingale Qin make a sound, right?"

Looking at Riber with a somewhat dim face, Alice said again.

And being called stupid by Alice, Riber has never been insulted to such a degree in his age!

"I can't help it, let me teach you. If you want this piano to make a sound, it is not enough to use your fingers! You have to use your wrist, and the most important thing is your wrist!"

As Alice spoke, she started making noise again.It was as if those words that could not wake up the Eds and his wife in the first minute were completely forgotten in the next minute.

"Look, it's easy, right?"

"Yeah... Alice, you might be a 'genius'."

"Of course!"

Alice raised her chin proudly.

And Riber let out a sigh of relief.

No matter what, it is absolutely unbearable to be looked down upon by Alice!

Or in other words, Alice has already "prepared" for him, so he doesn't need to think about so many things.

"Alice, do you know? In this world, one out of ten girls is named Alice."

"There aren't that many!"

Alice said angrily.

Riber, who was beside Alice, gently put his hands on the keys, and played the famous piece of music that included Alice's name.

Volume Three: Chapter 170 VI, "The Nightingale"

It's late at night.

The familiar sound of the nightingale harp woke Craftsman Jones from his sleep, and he dragged his tired body to the hall on the first floor of the mansion.

Jones, on this day, lived in Riber's mansion.The reason why this happened was because after the nightingale piano was delivered, it was already time for dinner.

Riber just kept Jones for dinner out of politeness.Then, he didn't expect that Jones not only agreed, but also stayed in the mansion for one night.

Fortunately, the Earl's mansion is quite big at any time.

In short, Jones, who walked to the hall in a daze, immediately saw a scene that immediately refreshed him.

The moonlight lazily scattered into the hall of the mansion, faintly shining on the player sitting in front of the nightingale piano.

The slender and straight back is slightly curved.

The earl always has a cold face, and seems to be full of impatience and boredom.At this moment, with a gentle face, he tapped the black and white keys with his fingers in a very serious manner.