Ark, they don't revolve around you

Arturo didn't even notice when the bow left his hand, but Zhuang Ning held the instrument very smoothly.

There is even leisurely sentiment pulling, and soft music spreading, like the sound of nature.

Arturo was shivering all over, his limbs burning in the cold weather.

"tyrant!"

"No need to shout so loudly, it's like I can't hear you." Zhuang Ning seemed to have something else to say.

When he stroked his chin with his hand, he was completely determined and said calmly: "Witch, I want you to help me practice."

Yes, since it won’t work for a few days, just keep it with you. Learning a little bit every day is also progress, right?

Arturo obviously sensed Zhuang Ning's intention, and his fingertips felt cold: "Do you think I will help you?"

"It seems you have no choice." Zhuang Ning played a few more notes, and Arturo began to dance uncontrollably.

Her expression changed bit by bit, dancing to the beat.

"We are very close. To you, I may be more like a master."

Zhuang Ning smiled happily, "And to me, you are a teacher, right? You can definitely guide me."

"you……"

Arturo stopped and fell directly into Zhuang Ning's arms.

The man gently lifted the woman's black hair, but his voice revealed a hint of indifference.

This indifference penetrated into Arturo's heart through their mutual empathy: "Who told you to do something bad? If you do something bad, you must be punished."

At this moment, a touch of red moved beside him.

Her hair was short and fiery red, and her eyelids were slightly opened, as if she had just woken up from a long dream.

Can be an angel.

She had been lying among the flowers just now, and Zhuang Ning didn't notice her for a while.

But at this moment, the girl woke up suddenly and looked at Zhuang Ning in a daze.

Then the expression turned into anger, he fumbled for the weapon in his hand, loaded, chambered, and shot!

Every step seemed to be carried out after training, and the bullets shot from her hands were not Longmen's toys, but more lethal etched bullets!

Zhuang Ning raised his eyebrows, pulled Arturo to find cover, and said ruthlessly, "What did you do to our Aneng?"

Arturo smiled delicately: "I just wanted to awaken her inner self, but you turned her into this lunatic."

After firing a volley of bullets, Archangel couldn't pull the trigger anymore. He fell to his knees and suddenly burst into laughter.

It's like remembering something happy, and I feel extremely happy.

But soon, this joy turned into sadness, and she kept crying. No one had ever seen Lei Mule like this, not even Zhuang Ning.

Finally, she fell into the flowers again and slowly closed her eyes, as if she was falling asleep.

"I see." Zhuang Ning felt that he had guessed the reason, "I have tried my best to control the output of spells later."

"But we are so close, and my music is not a joke." Arturo sneered, "I can't stop playing the violin, and she can't leave it. She keeps listening to your melodies. The Lateran empathy is a disaster at this time."

"She's gone mad now," Arturo concluded, "because you manipulate me without a care in the world!"

She tried to see some regret on Zhuang Ning's face, and in fact, Zhuang Ning was silent.

But there was no reflection at all. Arturo only felt a subtle ripple in the man's heart.

"If we want to save Exia, we also need music magic, right?"

The pair of black eyes flickered, as if happy to have such a wonderful experimental subject. "Arturo, you must have a way to save her, right?"

Arturo wanted to remain silent, but under Zhuang Ning's order she couldn't speak. In the end, she just nodded up and down stiffly like a machine.

She realized that she was wrong. This person didn't mind having one more victim.

Zhuang Ning just felt that there was one more listener. He raised Arturo's hand and said, "Originally I didn't plan to take anyone with me this time. Now that I think about it, maybe traveling is only fun when you're with friends?"

"Arturo, are you interested in accompanying me to Kazdel with Exia?"

There was absolutely no room for rejection and Zhuang Ning smiled brightly.

……

……

The Archangel had no idea what was going on, he just remembered feeling very uncomfortable.

It was as if consciousness was thrown into a washing machine and was being stirred madly by a big hand.

Hallucinations came up, sometimes it was the daily life of himself and his Penguin Logistics companions, and sometimes it was the days in Rutland.

The emotion in her mind was mobilized, it was probably a very light "arrogance" that the Angel herself was not aware of.

This arrogance exists in the eyes of most Laterans.

There is no doubt that human genes are selfish, and many times they will subconsciously or consciously despise something.

The chain of contempt objectively exists in all industries.

As for the Laterans, although they were far from perfect, at least they had good reasons to "complain" about the tragedies recorded in textbooks.

Most of the first half of Angel's life was free of gloom, and even malice was rare.

The Lateran is heaven on earth. How can the angels understand the disputes in the world?

As for those Sakotas who left Lateran, their temperaments would change significantly after a period of time.

But this transformation is not too obvious in Angelica. Longmen is no different from Lateran to her.

The unintentional arrogance was brought out by Arturo's music, extending into many nightmares.

Maybe it was a beautiful Lateran one second, and the next moment, the scroll suddenly burned up.

Next up was the slums of Longmen, where starving mothers and children were cursing, or Kazdel was killing Ratlan...

Unable to distinguish illusion from reality, I gradually sink into depravity, into depravity, into depravity...

Until one moment, there was a clear sound, and the melody kept elevating her consciousness.

——The Archangel finally opened his eyes hazily.

In the blink of an eye, I saw a rising fire. Next to the fire, there were two people with their eyes closed, pulling the bow together, making the cello play an elegant piece of music.

Identical movements, 100% tacit understanding, even the expressions are almost the same.

But when he saw the two people's faces clearly, the Archangel screamed.

Because of fright.

She knew very well that the person who had made her like that was the woman in front of her, Arturo Giallo.

She also remembered why she felt Arturo looked familiar. Wasn't this the wanted criminal hanging in the notary office?

It was incredible that I had talked so much with a wanted criminal!

What made the angel feel even more terrified was that there was someone next to Arturo.

Eyes as black as the night sky gently opened, a gentle smile spread across the corners of his mouth, and the words that came out were even more shocking:

"The operation was successful, you are already a boy!"

The Archangel was startled: "You, you... why are you..."

She turned her head suddenly and found herself in a wilderness: "Where is this? Shouldn't I be in Volsini?"

How could she have left Syracuse and come to a wilderness in the blink of an eye?

"About this." Zhuang Ning pointed at Arturo with compassion, "This is all the fault of this witch! She instilled ugly voices in you and completely distorted your will!"

"I am an accomplice, and you are the leader." Arturo glared at him, then turned to face the Archangel gently: "You can understand that the three-day performance has caused damage to your spirit. This damage is theoretically irreversible, and in practice it will take a long time to heal."

"But Arturo is the only one in the world who can save you." Zhuang Ning added innocently, "And I'm leaving Syracuse, so I have to take Arturo with me. I can't just leave you there, right? I can only bring you here with me."

He handed over the leave note approved by the emperor: "For the sake of love and peace, I have to trouble you first."

The Angel's brain was still frozen, staring blankly: "Can't you let me go back?"

"I've told you, you can't. Without us, you'll be like a sick person unable to distinguish between reality and illusion. You'll eventually become a lunatic and be executed by your companions." Zhuang Ning smiled.

The Archangel was stunned, feeling sad after the absurdity, but his halo suddenly became a little brighter.

The aura of Sakota is given substance at the first moment of opening.

The halo can only sense the same kind as the Sakota. This kind of empathy is not mind reading, but the effect is no less. Sakota can feel the joy, sadness, and malice of its own kind...

But now, the Archangel can feel Zhuang Ning's emotions.

An indifferent, cold attitude.

Although he was laughing and seemed considerate and kind when he spoke just now, when facing some bad guys, Zhuang Ning would also behave arrogantly and domineeringly, and was more unbearable to look at than the average bad guy.

but.

However, what Angelus felt at this moment was only indifference!

There is no good or bad, or right or wrong. Reason replaces everything coldly.

After she was silent for a few minutes, Zhuang Ning's smile became more meaningful: "Did you feel something from me?"

"no!"

"Yes, this spell must have given you some extraordinary abilities while causing you irreversible pain."

Zhuang Ning thought for a moment, "So in your eyes, my feelings should be real."

Being seen through, Archangel felt a chill run down his spine and didn't want to stay even for a second longer.

But she can't leave. Just like Zhuang Ning said, if she doesn't stay with these two people, she will always be trapped in those hallucinations!

"Is your pleasure to bully little girls?" Arturo interrupted the conversation unhappily.

"This is not bullying. I am really thinking about Archangel, Arturo." Zhuang Ning sneered, and the expression slowly disappeared from his face. "Even though I have never believed in such a thing as fate, luck is on my side."

His hand gently brushed across the head of the Archangel, as if he was comforting his daughter.

"You just want to use Remule to improve your own magic."

Arturo spoke the truth coldly, his whole body twitching as if he had been electrocuted and he almost fell to his knees.