Chapter 5

The grass kept retreating behind the Lich girl, but there was still no shadow ahead. Don't leave! Humpry, don't leave me alone...

The lich girl stretched out her hand forward with a look of horror and sadness on her beautiful face

However, no one answered her

She stumbled and ran on the grassland and finally fell down, and there was darkness in front of her.

Humphrey…

Darkness is still boundless darkness

Is it you...

Bergman, who was lying on his bed, whispered, "Is it Des Mond standing there?"

There was no answer. Not far from the bedroom door, the black cloak of the butler seemed to blend into the darkness in the bedroom.

I should have told you... Bergman groped and reached out and touched his ink crystal glasses on the low cabinet beside the bed.

While putting on glasses, she slowly stretched out her curvy upper body

Anyway, this is in front of a mechanism's hatred, and it doesn't matter even if you don't look well in your pajamas.

Not allowed to enter my bedroom

Miss Bergman… The reply from the agency housekeeper finally appeared, your breakfast is ready

The two suns in the Demon Realm have risen to the sky on time, but the villa shrouded in the sun is surprisingly quiet today

In the restaurant, a cup of steaming coffee is placed beside Bergman's hand

The Lich Miss was waving her knife and fork at will, fiddling with the two fried eggs on her plate that were just right, and the sour creaking sounds sounded from time to time.

Yesterday... I should have fired you, right? The Lich Miss, who had no appetite, finally spoke, but no one answered

The place where the butler of the agency was standing in the past was clearly empty at this moment

Not here? The hostess of the villa said to herself in confusion and then she heard the piano sound that was still completely unskilled

The fair fist holding the knife hit the dining table heavily and Bergman immediately stood up without hesitation and rushed straight towards the creative studio as fast as he could.

Standing in front of the piano, playing slowly, it was Des Mond, the butler of the agency.

Miss Bergman angrily wanted to grab something casually and throw it over, but since the creation room was carefully sorted out by the butler, the scattered musical instruments of the past were no longer on the floor.

Therefore, the hostess has been exploring for a long time but has found nothing

I warned you not to touch my piano again!!!

Miss Bergman, please give me a little time to listen to me. I feel that I have made a little progress compared to before... The butler of the agency did not look back, and the crystal fingers did not mean to stop.

progress?

The previous sneer appeared again on the corner of Bergman's mouth

Are you talking about progress?! For your mechanism hatred, the so-called progress is just the increasingly coordinated process of the body receiving the spell, and the ability to pop up more mechanical notes according to the instructions on the score!

The agency steward was obviously not hit by Bergman's evaluation, and his tone was still calm. I have been trying to play the song you hummed, you can listen to it now...

Des Mond didn't have time to finish this sentence, because a small crystal trumpet had flew over his head

The noises you made are not music at all! Bergman had already touched the location where the instruments were specially placed. She threw them out just now along the source of the sound.

That sound!

Along with the angry roar of the Lich Miss, a bass, which was also made of crystal, was pushed to the ground heavily.

Can the things you hit by just input the relevant information into the memory core and then clicking out can be called music?!

The crystal violin was carried in Bergman's hands and waved around, hitting various musical instruments around.

From time to time, huge musical instruments fell to the ground, and from time to time, smaller ones were repeatedly knocked out

What a bullshit thing?!

Lich women, who have always been known for their gentleness and elegance in the demon world, actually spit out vulgar and dirty words in their mouths, which may be enough to be called news.

But the steward of the agency obviously doesn't care about this at this moment

He was just forced to stop his playing, trying to use words to stop the heroine who was in a state of rage

If you keep your emotions unstable, those instruments may be damaged by you.

Hahahaha... In a mess, Bergman's originally pale face showed an unnatural red color due to excessive exercise.

Will the instrument be damaged? Are you trying to protect your crystal like this?

The lich master of the villa began to slowly turn his body to his own crystal mechanism to hate the warrior butler. It's so hypocritical! How many of your kind have you destroyed on the battlefield? All the instruments in this creative studio combined, I'm afraid it's not as good as you destroying a fraction of the number in a battle?

Can you please lift your cloak?

The bow of the crystal violin points straight toward the direction of the steward of the mechanism

I have inquired about your origin, so you can open the cloak with confidence and let me see the ugly weapons on you. Let me see how many companions you have killed with this pure and flawless crystal body!

The butler of the agency stood up slowly and lowered his head slowly, but there was no other move.

The bright red on Bergman's face became even more vivid, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth was, oh? Is there no sense of resistance at all? A killing weapon like you, which is of great meritoriousness, will it be inputted to keep respectful to the master in any case of insulting you?

No answer

Speaking of which, have you mentioned the irritability and irritability in my personality as input into the core information you remember before? If not, it seems that you need me to add all the relevant information to you?

That's fine, let me tell you the information that the magic union would never enter! Those songs about why I hummed in my dreams, the nightmare that lasted for decades... Oh no, to be precise, it was not a dream, it should have actually happened decades ago, what happened when I accidentally set foot on the Aegean continent

There is no answer, the butler of the agency just needs to take a listening position at this moment

You should be very clear that not all lichs or silver pupils in the Demon Realm can live well. My real name is not Ingrid Bergman. The name that represents a certain devastating nobleman has long been unable to remember. Since I remember, my parents have long been gone. I was fostered in a Yin pupil's house, which is also not very glamorous. The name Bergman was given to me by them.

The expression on the Lich Miss's face has now completely turned into a dark look. I have been weak since I was a child and have suffered from various diseases. All the simple spells that Lich should be good at. Due to physical conditions, I can't master my eyes. Since then, there have been no good things, and there are not many children willing to play with me. My only interest at that time was to sing alone.

No... there is another person who is willing to pay attention to me. He is the young master of Yintong family. Even though he was just a child about the same age as me at that time, his outstanding appearance made him outstanding in a race like Yintong, which is rich in beautiful men. He has never lacked followers of all ages. Whether boys or girls, he likes to play with him. Even if his family is not a prominent noble, he has never lacked popularity.

So I can't understand why a person as outstanding as him always likes to be with me Humphry likes to sing with me, staring at the sky together when the day and night are alternating in the evening, and agreeing to go to the Aegean night together in the future to count the stars...

Of course, this worthless interaction was soon discovered by his family that Humphry was their only hope to restore the glory of the family in the past. How could such a priceless treasure be mixed with a garbage girl like me? So soon I was sent by this family to another shelter on the continent, haha. In order to stop Humphry's improper thoughts, they were really willing to spend money...

In that kind of shelter where I was unfamiliar, it was common for me to be bullied by frailty and sickly. Fortunately, I was finally a lich and I was not really threatened by life. However, due to the poor environment, the high fever that I caused from time to time hurt my eyes more and more

In that case, the only thing that can comfort me was music. The shelter was opened by a great nobleman. The girls inside always had the opportunity to enter the noble manor. Some simple labor work. There was a piano in the manor. It was used to show the owner's artistic temperament in a grand opportunity. Although there were not many occasions to play, it was precisely because of this that I needed more careful care. I was lucky to get that job, and for the first time I came into contact with musical instruments that were not made of crystals.

I don't remember her name when she practices and plays the piano. However, she should have married and changed her surname early. Strictly speaking, it's not obvious. If she didn't have the skill of playing the piano, she would have been sent to other noble families as a proprietor. I'm afraid that because of this, she was not as arrogant as other nobles. When I was a servant in the piano room, I was also taken care of by her. It can even be said that my piano enlightenment classroom was her.

I thought my life would pass like this, but who knew that the manor held a cocktail party as usual. Due to insufficient staff, I was temporarily transferred to serve as a hospitality due to lack of staff.

Then, I saw the familiar figure...