That bard is such a charmer!

Chapter 129 Are Competitors Enemies?

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

But then the little monkey screamed and jumped from the lady's shoulder to the floor, its blue-purple fur bristling and its size instantly doubling.

The sharp tip of the needle flashed with electric arcs, like crystals nearby, constantly striking the surrounding wooden planks and making strange buzzing noises.

Li's eyebrows twitched as he looked at them.

What kind of name is this "Poetry Singing Monkey"? It should be renamed "Electronic Music Monkey" instead!

On the other side, the lady screamed in despair when she saw her pet in this state.

Dorian, who was accompanying her, quickly said, "Madam, don't worry, it must have just been stimulated by something—"

His voice seemed to possess a certain magic, quickly calming the noblewoman down.

"Exciting, exciting—oh right, I remember now!"

The lady rubbed her head and said, "The merchant who sold me the singing monkey said that it might go berserk after hearing bad sounds and would only calm down by listening to very, very beautiful music—"

"I see, it seems the thunder just now frightened it—since the problem lies with the sound, let me solve it with sound~"

Dorian smiled confidently, took out his lyre, and began to play for the monkeys that were wildly exploding electricity on the deck.

Accompanied by the beautiful music, the singing monkey's emotions calmed down a little.

However, the next second, seemingly due to absorbing too much lightning, the crystal at the stern suffered from indigestion and crackled out several small arcs of electricity.

Upon hearing this voice, the singing monkey's eyes turned completely red. Ignoring Dorian's music, it roared and pounced towards the ship's side!

not good!

Is this monkey trying to escape the source of the disturbance by jumping off the boat?

It's understandable from the perspective of wild animals, but the problem is, they're thousands of meters in the air right now!

For a moment, Richard recalled the orange cat that had jumped out of his neighbor's window and died in his previous life.

Seeing the noblewoman screaming, Dorian continued his futile piano playing. Grace just wanted to watch the show, while little Elsa, not far away, couldn't bear it and covered her eyes.

Richard made a decisive move.

He unleashed a torrent of movements, doubling the speed and amplifying the blessing of the god of mischief, and played the newly learned Ode to Spring Rain.

Completely different from Dorian's style, a fresh and cheerful melody echoed across the deck.

"squeak?"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak—"

At the ship's side, the singing monkey paused, then lay motionless on the railing.

Under the influence of the magical music, his manic state was cleared away, his bristling hair gradually softened, and he soon returned to his original small size.

"Come back here!"

In the distance, Jon, who had been watching from the sidelines, seized the opportunity and used his magic hand to capture the monkey and bring it back to the center of the deck.

The lady immediately stepped forward and hugged the now-quiet pet tightly in her arms, surprised to find that the latter was even more well-behaved than when it had first come aboard the deck.

This is unbelievable!

She stared wide-eyed at Richard: "Thank you, Mr. Tantanan, thank you so much!"

Richard waved his hand: "It's Targaryen, madam. And you're welcome."

"Your performance was absolutely beautiful, it was heavenly! I—"

The lady wanted to express her gratitude, but after glancing at Richard a few more times, her face involuntarily flushed slightly, and her breathing became a little rapid.

Richard glanced at the lady.

Well, although I am voluptuous and have a fairly delicate face, I feel like I'm almost thirty-five, which doesn't quite match my early twenties.

"Well, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now!"

He smiled politely and was about to turn and leave.

To his surprise, when he turned his head, he found that Dorian had somehow appeared in front of him and was staring at him with eyes that were almost glowing.

"Mr. Muller?"

"Excuse me." Dorian gave Richard a slight bow, but his burning gaze remained fixed on him. "Your performance was truly brilliant, leaving me momentarily stunned—would you mind discussing the piece you played? I've never heard such a melody at the Robin's School."

Richard shook his head, ignoring Dorian: "Sorry, I have other things to do."

Dorian sighed softly, "I see. Well then, I concede this round. You win."

Richard stopped and frowned, asking, "I don't recall saying I wanted to compete with you in anything."

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Dorian raised an eyebrow, leaned closer and whispered, "You didn't say that, but that doesn't matter. In the court, there can only ever be a few popular bards. The moment you boarded this ship, we were destined to begin a competition."

"You have the upper hand today, but don't think it will last. I'll soon show you the true capabilities of a robin teacher!"

"Just you wait and see!"

After saying that, Dorian raised his chin and returned to the lady's side with a smile.

No one knows what he said, but even though he had messed things up and failed to stop the singing monkey from going berserk, the lady immediately forgave him and started chatting and laughing with him.

in situ.

Richard scratched his head in confusion.

baffling!

Grace, who was listening in, crossed her arms and nodded vigorously: "Flirtatious and willful, likes to hang out with noblewomen, hmm, that's the kind of bard I remember! Richard, you should learn a lot from him~"

Richard frowned, then nodded firmly. "Understood. I'll go find another lady right away!"

Grace blinked.

Then she suddenly pretended to cry, whimpering, "Gods above, little poet, isn't having me enough? Don't you know that dragons are the most noble ladies in the world? Waaah!"

Richard: "————"

Forget it, I'm too lazy to kiss this increasingly shameless bronze dragon.

Richard continued to think about Dorian.

He had a vague feeling that William was behind that guy's nitpicking.

After all, he and Dorian had only met two or three days ago and had barely exchanged a few formal words. Even if they were rivals in the same trade, why would he come knocking on Dorian's door so quickly to seek justice? What kind of slapstick is this?

Yes, that's probably it.

William, you've only been reconciled for a few days, and you can't help but want to test me already?

They don't even dare to come themselves; instead, they have to lure others in. Ha!

Richard curled his lip in disdain, then decided on his next course of action.

First, when faced with Mr. Dorian, who was taking the initiative to provoke him, he should go with the flow and not do anything, but he should not show weakness either, so that Dorian and William would not dare to underestimate him, but they would never be able to find out his true intentions.

Secondly, he needed to investigate William's situation and gradually formulate a revenge plan. Considering the existence of the Second Prince, this matter would be difficult to resolve in a short time, but that didn't matter; he had plenty of patience.

Finally, he needs to increase his strength more quickly.

Regardless, strength is the foundation of everything. Just like today, if he hadn't learned the Spring Rain Song, he wouldn't have been able to make Dorian back down.

Thinking about this, a word suddenly popped into Richard's mind.

That's the Robin School that Dorian keeps talking about —