For some reason, every time Dess stated similar facts in a similar tone, it made Bergman feel quite angry.
Therefore, she gave an insulting answer almost without hesitation
Because those garbage, like you, are all like you, crystal-made violins, crystal-made trumpets, crystal-made timpani drums... The entire orchestra is imitated with this false crystal! Even if you can use magic to pretend to be an instrument vividly, the sound of the instrument will be just a pile of false crystals in the end!
The butler of the agency stood silently in his original position, without showing any surprise, still listening to the thunder and rain silently
Sure enough, the blind-eyed Lich lady continued to be passionate as usual: Do you know why, now that magic technology and even crystal prosthetic eyes are fully popular, why do I still refuse to install such things to cure my eyes? Because I disdain!
Through these crystals with phantoms rippling from the inside out, even if I can see things again, I can only see those false scenes refracted by crystals!
I don't need this kind of "fake" thing!
Bergman's slender hand gently lifted from the side of his body and pointed to the direction of his temple
Before I was blind, the scenery of my hometown that I had seen with my own eyes is still firmly imprinted in my mind!
As if something was touched by this sentence, Dais, who had been silent, suddenly murmured in a low voice: The scenery of his hometown...?
That's right, it's not that the earthquake continues, with strange plants growing, and only the scenery of the city can be built in the mountains or the underground, but the real...beautiful scenery... As if I remembered something, Bergman's voice slowly lowered
So, about forty years ago, you and others went to the Aegean continent through the big crack in time and space, and saw the scenery you enjoyed?
Humph, do you even have information about me? The Magic Union has really invested enough money, but this kind of information has no effect on me now! I am already a blind man, will those adults still worry about what tricks I will play?
The steward of the agency did not say anything more sensible
After complaining, the hostess turned her mind back to her memories of the beautiful scenery like a poetic painting in her memory
The Aegean continent was originally the hometown of our demons. Even if we were driven away from our hometown by those despicable guys back then, no demon would forget our only hometown.
The vibrant green earth... the gentle breeze that breeze blows by towards us... and the golden...the moving light that will never be forgotten...
My biggest dream has always been to turn that indelible scenery into music, so that every wanderer who is far away from his hometown can hear it...
Unconsciously, Miss Bergman had already stood in front of the piano and the butler, who had also stood behind her, was listening speechlessly without saying a word.
I'm going to start working, you go out
Although the orders of the villa hostess did not change in any literal way, the tone was obviously softer than at the beginning.
In a sense, this should be her small concession.
As usual, the butler of the agency lowered his head respectfully and slowly withdrew from the creative room.
The jumping syllables gradually ring in the creative studio and even the entire villa
Unlike in the past, although it cannot form a sufficiently complete melody, the sound of this time is obviously a little more agile than before...
Unfortunately, it is not enough as a real piano piece
******
In a flash, many days have passed, and Miss Bergman’s creative bottleneck seems to have not yet been resolved.
The government manager is doing gardening, cleaning, and renovating villas every day. However, the residents of the town are almost used to the huge noises that appear from time to time.
But the only thing that has changed is that Miss Bergman is finally not creating late at night
She had irregular living habits and seemed to have a tendency to have a normal schedule.
This strange thing naturally attracted the discussion of some boring people in the town
Especially Des Mond never took off his cloak in front of anyone. In addition to necessary procurement, as an agency, he hates warriors, naturally he does not need to enter the town for leisure and entertainment.
Therefore, in many speculations about the villa hostess, he has become a strong competitor to the No. 1 male lead.
However, the rumors came and went quickly. After a certain time, the erotic version of the circus circulating in the town was not for purchase. The erotic version of the rumors circulating in the town suddenly disappeared almost instantly like the light rain in the desert.
Someone once saw some guys who spared no effort to spread rumors afterwards. They seemed to have collapsed as if they had seen the dead in the sun. Yishui's mouth and eyes were crooked and his limbs were twitching.
Their relatives spent a lot of money to invite the oldest Yintong doctor in several towns around them. The diagnosis was too scary, but if you want to be specific, you can't find anything
But no one believed this. The old doctor didn't even prescribe Ning Shen's prescription and went home with the medical fee. Isn't the meaning of this in the middle clear enough?
In short, it will be less provoked to the people in the villa in the future. Whether it is a lich or a mechanism, it will be the same.
What happened above did not reach Miss Bergman's ears
Since the butler of Dyce took over the daily work of the villa, she has begun to have more time to devote herself to creation.
Although there has not been any substantial breakthroughs during this period, it is much better than being plagued by some so-called miscellaneous things all day long, right?
The beautiful Lich lady did not realize that in the eyes of ordinary people, she was classified as chores by her, not to mention those cleaning rooms, such as actually the small number of works she created before was a large part of the chain reaction caused by her inconvenience in vision.
Under this premise, the villa hostess who was dedicated to creating was even more impossible to understand. The little improvement in her life is actually entirely due to the new government manager.
But anyway, all this is not very important to her
The only thing she wants to do now is to completely recreate the moving scenery in her memory with music.
Next, on a night that seemed no different from other days, the agency housekeeper once again sorted out the creative room for the hostess, and began to slowly pace the corridor.
He is almost entirely made of crystals, and he can walk in such a quiet environment without making any sound. From this, it is not difficult to see how attentive the person who inputs his information is.
So, it is natural to conduct a routine patrol of the whole villa before returning to your room at night.
When he inspected Miss Bergman's bedroom, he found that Miss Lich had not even closed the bedroom door this time
When the butler of the agency was about to raise his hand to pull the door, Bergman's vague humming came from the bedroom
This has never happened in previous patrols
Of course, it is very likely that the thick wooden doors in the bedroom were closed well before, and the good sound insulation made it impossible for Dais to notice it.
In short, when the government could not figure out what was happening immediately, the butler broke into the hostess' bedroom without hesitation.
Of course, Dess' actions are still silent because if an outsider has already entered in advance, it is an inevitable habit of a veteran warrior.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the bedroom
Miss Bergman lies on her bed with her back and her clothes, sleeping soundly
The voices similar to those before kept humming from her mouth, but due to the fact that she was sleeping and lying, the butler could only hear some elegant subtleties.
The hostess' humming is intermittent, floating in the empty bedroom, and then carefully recorded in the core of her memory by the butler of the agency
At the same time, he also noticed that Miss Bergman's expression was still rich and colorful when she hummed songs, and sometimes excited and sometimes nervous, sometimes happy and sometimes painful...
Maybe she was reliving the unforgettable memories when she set foot on the Aegean continent in her sleep?
Dess made the most logical judgment because in his record, there is also the identity information of the person who traveled with Miss Bergman at that time.
Strictly speaking, it should be called a romantic adventure
For some reason, the manager of the agency actually felt that the hostess' posture at this time was much more friendly than usual. Of course, this should be just an instability symptom of the core. Des Mond laughed at himself like this.
Then, he gently closed the door of the hostess' bedroom and continued his unfinished patrol work.
Outside the window of the villa, there are still two fragrant palettes hanging in the sky desertedly
Therefore, she gave an insulting answer almost without hesitation
Because those garbage, like you, are all like you, crystal-made violins, crystal-made trumpets, crystal-made timpani drums... The entire orchestra is imitated with this false crystal! Even if you can use magic to pretend to be an instrument vividly, the sound of the instrument will be just a pile of false crystals in the end!
The butler of the agency stood silently in his original position, without showing any surprise, still listening to the thunder and rain silently
Sure enough, the blind-eyed Lich lady continued to be passionate as usual: Do you know why, now that magic technology and even crystal prosthetic eyes are fully popular, why do I still refuse to install such things to cure my eyes? Because I disdain!
Through these crystals with phantoms rippling from the inside out, even if I can see things again, I can only see those false scenes refracted by crystals!
I don't need this kind of "fake" thing!
Bergman's slender hand gently lifted from the side of his body and pointed to the direction of his temple
Before I was blind, the scenery of my hometown that I had seen with my own eyes is still firmly imprinted in my mind!
As if something was touched by this sentence, Dais, who had been silent, suddenly murmured in a low voice: The scenery of his hometown...?
That's right, it's not that the earthquake continues, with strange plants growing, and only the scenery of the city can be built in the mountains or the underground, but the real...beautiful scenery... As if I remembered something, Bergman's voice slowly lowered
So, about forty years ago, you and others went to the Aegean continent through the big crack in time and space, and saw the scenery you enjoyed?
Humph, do you even have information about me? The Magic Union has really invested enough money, but this kind of information has no effect on me now! I am already a blind man, will those adults still worry about what tricks I will play?
The steward of the agency did not say anything more sensible
After complaining, the hostess turned her mind back to her memories of the beautiful scenery like a poetic painting in her memory
The Aegean continent was originally the hometown of our demons. Even if we were driven away from our hometown by those despicable guys back then, no demon would forget our only hometown.
The vibrant green earth... the gentle breeze that breeze blows by towards us... and the golden...the moving light that will never be forgotten...
My biggest dream has always been to turn that indelible scenery into music, so that every wanderer who is far away from his hometown can hear it...
Unconsciously, Miss Bergman had already stood in front of the piano and the butler, who had also stood behind her, was listening speechlessly without saying a word.
I'm going to start working, you go out
Although the orders of the villa hostess did not change in any literal way, the tone was obviously softer than at the beginning.
In a sense, this should be her small concession.
As usual, the butler of the agency lowered his head respectfully and slowly withdrew from the creative room.
The jumping syllables gradually ring in the creative studio and even the entire villa
Unlike in the past, although it cannot form a sufficiently complete melody, the sound of this time is obviously a little more agile than before...
Unfortunately, it is not enough as a real piano piece
******
In a flash, many days have passed, and Miss Bergman’s creative bottleneck seems to have not yet been resolved.
The government manager is doing gardening, cleaning, and renovating villas every day. However, the residents of the town are almost used to the huge noises that appear from time to time.
But the only thing that has changed is that Miss Bergman is finally not creating late at night
She had irregular living habits and seemed to have a tendency to have a normal schedule.
This strange thing naturally attracted the discussion of some boring people in the town
Especially Des Mond never took off his cloak in front of anyone. In addition to necessary procurement, as an agency, he hates warriors, naturally he does not need to enter the town for leisure and entertainment.
Therefore, in many speculations about the villa hostess, he has become a strong competitor to the No. 1 male lead.
However, the rumors came and went quickly. After a certain time, the erotic version of the circus circulating in the town was not for purchase. The erotic version of the rumors circulating in the town suddenly disappeared almost instantly like the light rain in the desert.
Someone once saw some guys who spared no effort to spread rumors afterwards. They seemed to have collapsed as if they had seen the dead in the sun. Yishui's mouth and eyes were crooked and his limbs were twitching.
Their relatives spent a lot of money to invite the oldest Yintong doctor in several towns around them. The diagnosis was too scary, but if you want to be specific, you can't find anything
But no one believed this. The old doctor didn't even prescribe Ning Shen's prescription and went home with the medical fee. Isn't the meaning of this in the middle clear enough?
In short, it will be less provoked to the people in the villa in the future. Whether it is a lich or a mechanism, it will be the same.
What happened above did not reach Miss Bergman's ears
Since the butler of Dyce took over the daily work of the villa, she has begun to have more time to devote herself to creation.
Although there has not been any substantial breakthroughs during this period, it is much better than being plagued by some so-called miscellaneous things all day long, right?
The beautiful Lich lady did not realize that in the eyes of ordinary people, she was classified as chores by her, not to mention those cleaning rooms, such as actually the small number of works she created before was a large part of the chain reaction caused by her inconvenience in vision.
Under this premise, the villa hostess who was dedicated to creating was even more impossible to understand. The little improvement in her life is actually entirely due to the new government manager.
But anyway, all this is not very important to her
The only thing she wants to do now is to completely recreate the moving scenery in her memory with music.
Next, on a night that seemed no different from other days, the agency housekeeper once again sorted out the creative room for the hostess, and began to slowly pace the corridor.
He is almost entirely made of crystals, and he can walk in such a quiet environment without making any sound. From this, it is not difficult to see how attentive the person who inputs his information is.
So, it is natural to conduct a routine patrol of the whole villa before returning to your room at night.
When he inspected Miss Bergman's bedroom, he found that Miss Lich had not even closed the bedroom door this time
When the butler of the agency was about to raise his hand to pull the door, Bergman's vague humming came from the bedroom
This has never happened in previous patrols
Of course, it is very likely that the thick wooden doors in the bedroom were closed well before, and the good sound insulation made it impossible for Dais to notice it.
In short, when the government could not figure out what was happening immediately, the butler broke into the hostess' bedroom without hesitation.
Of course, Dess' actions are still silent because if an outsider has already entered in advance, it is an inevitable habit of a veteran warrior.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the bedroom
Miss Bergman lies on her bed with her back and her clothes, sleeping soundly
The voices similar to those before kept humming from her mouth, but due to the fact that she was sleeping and lying, the butler could only hear some elegant subtleties.
The hostess' humming is intermittent, floating in the empty bedroom, and then carefully recorded in the core of her memory by the butler of the agency
At the same time, he also noticed that Miss Bergman's expression was still rich and colorful when she hummed songs, and sometimes excited and sometimes nervous, sometimes happy and sometimes painful...
Maybe she was reliving the unforgettable memories when she set foot on the Aegean continent in her sleep?
Dess made the most logical judgment because in his record, there is also the identity information of the person who traveled with Miss Bergman at that time.
Strictly speaking, it should be called a romantic adventure
For some reason, the manager of the agency actually felt that the hostess' posture at this time was much more friendly than usual. Of course, this should be just an instability symptom of the core. Des Mond laughed at himself like this.
Then, he gently closed the door of the hostess' bedroom and continued his unfinished patrol work.
Outside the window of the villa, there are still two fragrant palettes hanging in the sky desertedly
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