Chapter 21: She's Not Irene
"Tap Tap"
The sound was getting closer, and with a yawn, a figure of a woman in pajamas walked not far ahead. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The woman was still very young, her hair was a little scattered over her shoulders, her appearance was not clear in the dark, but it was not Irene or Ophelio, her body was much more mature than them, the summer weather was warm, the front of her pajamas was not fastened, it was loose and slightly open, revealing most of her breasts, of course, perhaps because the building was inhabited by women.
It's so late, where is she going?
Chris was a little confused.
There were commodes in every room, so she couldn't have gotten up late to go to the bathroom.
The woman walked very lightly and slowly, and from time to time she listened attentively to the movements around her.
She walked slowly downstairs and out through the side door at the bottom.
Do you want to follow or not?
Chris hesitated.
Especially looking at the vigilance in this woman's movements, there is no way not to make people wonder what she wants to do.
Chrissy paused at the top of the stairs and walked to Erin's room.
The woman was suspicious, but Erin's safety was enough to overshadow the rest.
Erin's room was around the corner on the third floor, and Chris walked to the door of the fourth room, gently pushed the door open, and walked inside.
This is the room where Erin usually practices, of course no one is there at this time, the room is dark and dreary, several lyres of different sizes are quietly placed on the piano stand, and the moonlight outside the window reflects through the window on the smooth surface of the piano body, reflecting the blue and faint luster.
Chris backhanded the door behind him and walked to the wall.
On the wall is a picture of a pastoral landscape, with emerald green as the background color, so that Erin can soothe her sour eyes when she is tired of studying.
Chris stretched out his hand and gently stroked the wall, there was no such painting in the piano room, and it was at Chris's request that Darnell invited a painter to paint this painting.
The scenery in the painting is the town of Kib, and it was standing at the highest point of the town of Kibu at that time. The angle of looking down on the hill at the entrance of the Holy See, the upper left corner is a dense forest, and the darker color in the distance is a corner of the Warcraft Forest, at that time, the wall of Kib Town was not so high, and the scope was not as large as it is now, the painter's realistic painting skills still recorded all this very clearly, and in the lower right corner, outside the wall of Kib Town, there is a huge meadow, and the edge is the moat, and there are many small fish in the moat at that time, and Chris often takes Erin here to play and fish.
At Chriss's request, the artist also painted this scene on the canvas, of course, there were no more actual guards of the two siblings, and on that meadow, there were only two siblings, and the faces of Chris and Erin were blurred because they were too far away. Erin could only be seen sitting on Chris's lap, trying to raise her two small hands and holding the fishing rod.
After the painting was completed, Erin complained that the painter did not draw the faces of the two of them clearly, and did not paint the beautiful clothes she wore that day, but when the painting was hung on the wall, Erin liked it very much, and said, "When I practice, my brother is like accompanying me." โ
This also makes Erin have a great interest and yearning for painting, but I have to say that talent is definitely not an acquired diligence or effort can make up for it, Erin, just has no talent for painting, she is always unable to clearly outline the outline of a still life, and is far from the requirements in terms of color palette, not to mention the treatment of the shadow and structure of the object. In fact, many people can't do the same, they may not be able to draw, but they can be immersed in the mood of a painting - God knows if it is true or false.
However, Darnell said that Erin's painting skills have improved a lot?
That's impossible!
That's how Chris's first reaction was.
If Darnell hadn't exaggerated the facts, Erin's progress in drawing would have been either entirely the work of that Lady Grentia, orโnot Erin!
Only Chrissy himself knows how he managed to endure it.
The little girl who plays tricks from time to time actually demands herself completely according to the so-called etiquette of the aristocracy - in the absence of an etiquette teacher.
Is this possible?
If the above was just a one-sided suspicion on the part of Chris, then he did not sneak into Chris's room afterwards - Chriss even waited until late at night, which made it impossible for Kris not to doubt the Erin he saw now.
Who is she?
Or, what happened to her?
Standing in front of the wall, Chris took a few deep breaths, slowly relaxed his clenched fists, and closed his eyes.
Formless and insubstantial spiritual power penetrated through the thick walls, and the situation in the room appeared in Chris's mind.
The furnishings around him didn't pay attention, his mental power condensed, and he walked towards the big bed in the middle of the room.
In the futon on the bed, Irene's face was exposed, as if she was sleeping soundly, and her hands were also stretched out of the futon, quiet as a little fairy.
Nothing out of the ordinary!
Mental power wandered over Erin's face for a moment, then turned to the outside of the bed, and on the hanger by the door, a strange thing appeared.
Chris frowned, because he was using mental power to probe, so he couldn't be as intuitive as seeing it with his own eyes, and it took a long time for Chris to determine the exact identity of this strange thing-
Corset!
The corset, which the vast majority of aristocratic girls wear from a very young age, is not surprising for Erin's age.
Darnell didn't ask too much of that, though, not even the former Lady Til's request to get him to nod his head, for Irene's mother hadn't asked for it either.
Chris still remembers the distressed eyes of her parents after Erin cried at the corset that day.
There was a soft sound around him.
Flis was startled and withdrew his mental power.
The sound stopped.
In the blink of an eye, the lyre in the piano room was swaying slightly, and in a blink of an eye, Chris realized that he couldn't help but activate the magical elements in the air because of his anger, and their resonance in the air led to the flow of air. As a result, the surrounding objects are moving.
Be calm!
Chris steadied himself and walked softly to the door.
After making sure that no one was outside the door, Chris gently opened Erin's room with mental power.
Then he stopped again and turned to look at the opposite door.
There seemed to be a voice, if I heard it correctly, from the opposite room. (To be continued.) )