For some reason, every time Days used a similar tone and stated similar facts, it made Bergman feel quite annoyed. Therefore, she gave an insulting reply almost without hesitation.

"Because all that garbage is like you, all like you. Violin made of crystal, trumpet made of crystal, timpani made of crystal...... The whole orchestra was imitated with this false crystal! Even if you can use magic to disguise yourself as a musical instrument, the sound of a musical instrument. In the end, it's just a pile of fake crystals! ”

The steward of the agency stood silently in place, not showing the slightest hint of surprise. Still as usual, silently listening to the thunderous rainstorm.

Sure enough, Miss Blind Lich continued to be impassioned as usual: "Do you know why I still refuse to pretend to be such a thing to cure my eyes now, when magic technology and even crystal prosthetic eyes are completely common? Because I don't disdain! ”

"Through these crystals rippling with phantoms from the inside out, even if I can see things again, I can only see those false scenes that are refracted by the crystals!"

"I don't need this kind of stuff full of 'fakes'!" Bergman's slender hand lifted slightly from his side, pointing in the direction of his temple. "When I was not blind, the scenery of my hometown that I had seen with my own eyes is still firmly imprinted in my mind!"

As if touched by this sentence, Dyce, who had been silent, suddenly muttered in a low voice: "The ...... of my hometown Scenery...... Is it? ”

"That's right, it's not this earthquake that grows weird plants, and can only build the landscape of the city in the mountains or underground. It's the real ...... Beautiful scenery ......" As if remembering something, Bergman's voice slowly lowered.

"So, is it the scenery that you and the others enjoyed when you and the others traveled to the Aegean continent through the Great Rift of Time and Space about forty years ago?"

"Hmph, do you even have any information about me? The Magic Guild has really invested a lot of money. However, this kind of information is of no use to me now! I'm already blind, and the grown-ups are still worried about what tricks I'm playing? ”

The housekeeper didn't say anything more.

And after the hostess complained for the last two sentences, her thoughts turned back to the memories of the poetic beauty in her memory. "The Aegean Continent was originally the hometown of our demons, even if we were driven out of our homeland by those despicable guys, no demon clan would forget our only hometown."

"The green earth is full of life...... A gentle breeze blowing in your face...... And the golden ...... A moving light that will never be forgotten ......"

"My biggest dream has always been to turn that indelible landscape into music, so that every wanderer who is far away from his homeland can hear it......"

Before she knew it, Miss Bergman was back in front of the piano. And the housekeeper who had also stood behind her at some point just listened wordlessly, not saying a word.

"I'm going to get to work, you get out." Although the order of the mistress of the villa did not change in any way, the tone was obviously much softer than at the beginning. In a sense, this should be regarded as a small concession on her part.

The housekeeper bowed his head respectfully as usual and slowly exited the studio.

The leaping syllables gradually resounded in the studio and even throughout the villa. Unlike in the past, although it is not yet possible to form a complete melody, this time the playing sound is obviously a little more agile than before......

Unfortunately, being a true piano piece is not enough.

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Many more days have passed, and Miss Bergman's creative bottleneck does not seem to have been resolved. The housekeeper was busy gardening, cleaning, and renovating the villa, but the townspeople were now almost accustomed to the loud noises that appeared from time to time.

The only thing that has changed, though, is that Miss Bergman is finally no longer working late at night. Her life habits were irregular, and she seemed to gradually have a tendency to have a normal routine. Naturally, this kind of strange thing has attracted some boring people in the town.

Especially Days #8226, Mondstadt had never taken off his cloak in front of anyone, and he didn't have to go into the town for recreation as an abominable samurai, except for the necessary purchases. Therefore, in many peachy speculations about the hostess of the villa, he has become a strong contender for the number one actor.

But the rumors come and go as fast as they go - after a certain agency steward did not go out to buy it, the fragrant version of the rumor circulating in the town suddenly disappeared like a light rain in the desert, almost instantaneously without a trace. Someone once saw a few guys who went out of their way to spread rumors afterwards, and they all seemed to have a nervous breakdown as if they had seen the dead in the daytime, and their mouths and eyes were crooked, and their limbs twitched.

Their relatives paid a lot of money to hire the oldest silver-eyed doctor in several surrounding towns, and the diagnosis was that he was overly frightened, but he couldn't find out anything if he tried to be specific. But no one believes this, the old doctor didn't even prescribe a calming prescription and went home directly with the consultation fee, isn't the meaning clear enough at a glance? In short, in the future, it will be less likely to provoke the people in the villa, whether it is a lich or an abomination.

What happened above did not reach Miss Bergman's ears. Since Dayce, the housekeeper, took over all the day-to-day work of the villa, she began to have more time to devote to her creation. Although no substantial breakthroughs have been made during this time, it is much better than being entangled in some unknown chores all day long, right?

The beautiful Miss Lich didn't realize that in the eyes of ordinary people, normal eating and sleeping were all relegated to her chores, let alone house-cleaning and so on—in fact, the reason for the small number of works she had created before was largely due to the chain reaction caused by her impaired eyesight.

Under this premise, it is even more impossible for the hostess of the villa, who is concentrating on creation, to understand that this little improvement in her life is actually entirely due to the new housekeeper. None of this mattered to her anyway. The only thing she wants to do now is to completely recreate the beautiful scenery in her memory with music.

Then, on a night that seemed to be no different from any other day, the housekeeper began to slowly pace down the hallway after tidying up the studio for the hostess again. He, who was almost entirely made of crystals, could walk in such a quiet environment without making a sound, and it was not difficult to see the level of care of the person who entered the information for him.

Therefore, before returning to your room at night, it is only natural to conduct a routine patrol of the whole villa. When he went to Miss Bergman's bedroom, he found that Miss Lich hadn't even closed the bedroom door. As the housekeeper was about to raise his hand and close the door, Bergman's indistinct snort came from the bedroom.

This has never been the case in previous patrols. Of course, it is likely that the thick wooden door of the former bedroom was closed well, and the sound insulation was too good for Days to detect. In short, without being able to figure out what was going on right away, the housekeeper did not hesitate to break into the hostess's bedroom.

Of course, Days Days's actions are still silent. Because if an outsider has already broken in in advance, try not to startle the snake is an inevitable habit of a veteran warrior.

Luckily, there wasn't anyone else in the bedroom.

Miss Bergman slept soundly on her back in her bed. Sounds similar to those before kept humming from her mouth, but due to her sleeping and lying position, the Steward could only hear some elegant bars. The hostess's humming voice was intermittent, drifting through the empty bedroom, and then carefully recorded in the core of his memory by the housekeeper.

At the same time, he also noticed Miss Bergman's expression. Even though she had fallen asleep, her expression was still colorful when she hummed. Sometimes excited, sometimes nervous, sometimes joyful, sometimes painful......

Maybe she was reliving in her sleep the memories she had when she set foot on the Aegean continent for a lifetime? Days made the most logical judgment, because in his records there was also information about the identity of the person who had traveled with Miss Bergman at the time. Strictly speaking, it should be called a romantic adventure.

For some reason, the housekeeper actually felt that the hostess's posture at this time was much more cordial than usual. Of course, this should just be a symptom of instability produced by the core. Days #8226;

Then he gently closed the door to the mistress's bedroom and continued his unfinished patrol.

Outside the window of the villa, two champas still hung coldly in the sky.

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