Funina, please let me steal your heart!

"It hurts."

"Yes, it hurts. But when your hand is cut off, there will be more than just pain. You are outstanding, Luna. Both in appearance and ability."

Although she couldn't become the "king", her excellence was unquestionable.

“That’s why we need to know how to make the most of our power.”

"This wound is not worth it to you."

Blood seeped out, staining the bandage red.

Alechino released her hand, took out a bottle of medicine, untied Luna's bandage, applied it to her wound, and then rebandaged it.

Luna lowered her eyes, "I'm sorry."

"Just remember it."

Alechino lifted the hem of her dress that was hanging behind her and sat down next to Luna.

"Luna, anger brings impulsiveness, and sadness makes people hesitant. Either one is a fatal weakness. Only by keeping a stable mentality at all times can you achieve your goal."

Luna stared at her palm in a daze, as if the hand bandaged by Alechino made her more concerned.

Seeing her like this, Alechino looked back at the piano keys.

"What piece of music do you want to learn?"

"You like it!"

"I don't have a favorite song, but considering that you have never played a musical instrument, let's just play this one." Alecino raised her hand and gently pressed the keys.

A light and melodious melody rises with the rise and fall of the piano keys.

Luna leaned forward and watched carefully which key Alecino's hand fell on.

"Put your hand out and rest it on this key."

Luna stretched out her uninjured hand and placed it on a piano key.

She blinked, her eyes asking what the next step would be.

Alechino whispered, "I will continue to play, and then you can press it when you think you should."

“Is this how you can learn it?”

"No. But it would be boring for you to directly explain music theory to you. Your talent is feeling. Only you can understand your swordsmanship."

"Similarly....the music that belongs to you can only be understood by you."

Just feel it directly.

Alechino pressed the keys again, and the melody was interspersed with the sound of Luna pressing the keys. At the beginning, it was a little off track and couldn't be combined at all.

But gradually, the discordant sound disappeared and merged into the music.

Luna tried to use her other fingers, and the discordant sound rang out again.

She glanced at Alecino, and seeing that Alecino didn't care, she continued to try and explore. The chaos made her happy.

"Um.....'Father', can I sit on your lap?"

Alechino stopped playing and looked at her quietly.

Neither agreed nor refused.

The silent gaze would certainly make others retreat and give up the idea, but Luna stood up carefully and tried to sit on her lap.

Sitting down slowly, Luna secretly glanced at Alechino's expression.

"I think you are old enough to be a lady."

Alechino's expression remained unchanged, she just spoke softly, her breath brushing against her skin faintly.

Luna's cheeks blushed slightly, but she still chuckled and pressed her chest, "But I will always be your child, at least I hope so."

"Don't hope. As long as you don't betray your 'home', you will always be a child of the Hearth House."

And if her heart no longer misses "home" and she wants to leave, she will also accept it.

It's just that there's a price to pay.

"No betrayal..." Luna murmured.

"Yes."

Luna raised her eyes and gently extended her hand towards Alechino's face.

But he quickly took it back.

"Please continue to teach me. Maybe one day I can go on stage and play a song for you." Luna smiled shyly.

The sound of the harpsichord rang out again.

The brisk and melodious melody was occasionally mixed with discordant sounds, and the piercing noises were full of childishness, just like Luna who smiled at her at that time.

And now.

Every sound in the complex melody is perfect and full of maturity.

Just like Luna who is smiling on the stage at this moment.

One day I will go on stage and play a song for her...

Alechino narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the figure that could catch everyone's attention.

This moment is the "someday" of that time.

86: Could it be that she has a crush on me?

The Phantom Thief White Cat was able to accurately identify the treasure, so there was no doubt that she had the ability to identify treasures.

Being able to escape from so many dangers requires a lot of strength.

Now he plays the piano very well on the stage?

Could she know everything?

Navia couldn't help but think so.

A gaze suddenly came over, Navia looked in the direction it came from, and her eyes met Clorinde's, then they both looked away at the same time.

Navia: “..........”

Clorinde: “……….”

That day, Carres died at the hands of Clorinde.

Although it was just a difference in stance, it was Cares who was seeking death.

But as to whether he would harbor any grudge against Clorinde, the answer was obvious.

Navia pursed her lips slightly, temporarily putting aside this distracting thought and focusing on the stage.

Sally on the side had a look of shock and astonishment on her face.

But this was not because the Phantom Thief White Cat impersonated her and went on stage for her, but because her performance was so wonderful and moving.

Luna slid her fingertips across the keys and pressed lightly. At this moment, she was elegant.

And as the melody gradually became tense and exciting, every time the keys were pressed, there was full momentum, and at this time Luna was full of passion.

Playing is not just about playing music, but also about becoming part of the performance.

Only in this way can we achieve the so-called "audio-visual feast".

"So dazzling..." Sally murmured.

Navia looked around and saw that everyone was immersed in the performance.

They saw it.

A girl having fun in the fairyland, followed by the soldiers chasing her...it's more like an illusion than an illusion.

It's like drinking a strong liquor and pairing it with a colorful mushroom.

How wonderful!

Even Funina, who seemed to be yawning not long ago, was now shaking her fingers to the melody, with an expression of appreciation and approval on her face.

If it wasn't inappropriate to do so, she might have sung a song along with it.

Therefore, the victory outcome has been determined.

The scene reflected by the last melody is the warm scene of the girl returning to her family.

The fire was burning, the room was warm and lit orange. At this moment, they seemed to catch a hint of emotion hidden in the music.

But before they could touch it, the music gently fell and ended with a peaceful melody.

There was silence.

Alechino clapped softly, and the applause awakened the rest of the people, and thunderous applause broke out.

“So beautiful…”

“It feels like experiencing a wonderland....”

“It’s like eating some really strong mushrooms…”

Funina stood up and raised her hands to applaud: "Perfect! It's perfect! I declare you the champion of tonight!"

Does this need to be graded? No.

Clorinde also clapped softly. It was natural to applaud for a wonderful performance.

Luna stood up and bowed slightly with a polite smile on her face, not at all moved by the applause and cheers.

Although there is no need to think about who will win the championship, the process still needs to be followed.

Rating time has come!

“10 points! Absolutely brilliant!”

"10 points. You are simply an angel of music..."

"7 points."

Ok?

Everyone looked at the third judge.

Furninna raised her eyebrows: "Huh?"

Who gave it a seven? Are the ears glued on?

The third judge folded his hands. He was very old and his hair was full of white hair.

He didn't seem to care about other people's gazes.

Sally clenched his fist: "That guy..."

It was the judge who insulted her at that time.

Navia narrowed her eyes, not knowing what the White Cat Thief would do next.

Before Luna could speak, Finina's voice came over.

"Tell me why you gave it a seven." Funina questioned.

"Hmph, the reason is simple. I, Oddfin, have heard this kind of music countless times. It's all technique, no emotion! These two points are deducted for this."

There were voices echoing from the audience.

“It seems so…”

“You are indeed an authoritative musician.”

"I think eight points is just right, ten points is too much."

Finina raised her chin with a look of disdain: "I see. It seems that my appreciation and research of music for hundreds of years is not as good as your authority who is only a few dozen years old."