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"I'll stay in the car, too." Gertrude followed suit. She still felt a little insecure, so she chose the safest approach at the moment.

Then everyone looked at Arturo.

"This is Ideum, right?" Arturo said, looking out the window. "My teacher is buried here. My original plan was to come here to mourn him and take the piano he left behind."

The always smiling girl from Sakota rarely stopped smiling. She still respected her teacher very much, as he had really taught her a lot.

"Then go ahead. You should go even for something like this."

The person Chen Xiu is least worried about is Arturo, as long as she doesn't run away on her own.

Arturo took a cloak from Chen Xiu and put it on: "If everything goes well, I will be back in about half a day."

In the evening, the setting sun cast its last rays of light.

When Chen Xiu and Texas finished purchasing the last batch of supplies, Arturo still hadn't returned.

If it weren't for the previous warning, Chen Xiu would definitely think that she took the opportunity to run away.

But now it seems that something must have gone wrong during the process of mourning the teacher.

But hasn't Arturo already seen his future?

If I remember correctly, she was abducted by the local nobles when she came to mourn her teacher, and then she met the young Bai Ke, and had a brief teacher-student relationship with him...

If that's the case, then she must be on guard against that noble lord.

Even if she was still interested in Chalk, she should know that she could find him by going directly to the fountain in the square.

Or, even though Arturo knew the future, without his own involvement, the predetermined future events were still triggered in some way?

Chen Xiu couldn't help but feel a headache. Something unexpected had happened to the original plan.

"I have a rough idea of ​​where she is, but it's going to take some getting her out."

Although Arturo finally returned safely after waiting for a few days, no one knew what new changes might occur at that time.

So, let’s go and get her back tonight.

"Gertrude, stay with the guard car. Texas and Mastema, you two come with me."

Chapter 103 Arturo tries to change the future (4K)

The setting sun breaks into thousands of golden threads at the edge of the dense forest, and the treetops filter the twilight into mottled fragments.

As the evening breeze passed through the layers of branches, the needles and broad leaves played different vibratos, and the misty moisture in the woods was wrapped in the last ray of sunlight.

Several spacious and luxurious tents were erected in the woods. The snow-white canvas was soaked into honey color by the twilight, and the silk curtains swayed in the evening breeze like the skirts of a lady, with golden tassels hanging from the roof.

The nobles' private soldiers armed with spears patrolled and stood guard around, while also keeping watch over the infected people who were captured.

Arturo sat quietly on the ground, with his violin case under his butt and a cello in his arms, which was old but well-maintained.

His fingers gently plucked the strings of the piano, tuning it for a long time without playing.

The Sakota girl glanced at the frightened infected poor people around her, and then glanced at the nobles' tent not far away.

She had just seen such a scene in her future not long ago, but it was still happening now.

The most important thing is that she had clearly intended to avoid it, but in the end she failed to avoid anything.

It was as if an invisible force was calibrating everything back to its original place.

Ideom was not the destination originally planned, Texas just happened to drive here.

If the supplies on the bus had not been insufficient, they would not have stayed here for too long, and they would not have thought of mourning the deceased teacher as originally planned.

Everything is so perfect, as if it is fate.

Arturo lowered his eyes, thinking about his previous experiences, trying to find the possibility of changing the future by himself.

"Ms. Arturo Giallo, this is something Mr. Borna left for you. We have been carefully caring for it. Please inspect it carefully before taking it away to confirm that it is correct."

The Caprini tuner, dressed in a tuxedo, bowed slightly and placed the guitar case on the counter.

Arturo's fingers touched the faded brass buckle, and the moment he opened the lid, the birch back exuded a warm honey-like luster, but there was a slight burn mark on the corner.

That was the mark left on the piano that had accompanied him for most of his life by a cigarette butt that the teacher accidentally lost.

He was heartbroken for a long time because of this.

When I tap the panel lightly with my fingers, the resonant sound sounds very much like the teacher's smoky voice when lecturing.

The fingertips brush across the strings, and the subtle vibration makes the familiar tone jump into the ears, making people miss the past days after a long time.

"There's nothing wrong with the piano." Arturo closed the piano cover and nodded in thanks. "Thank you for keeping it safe."

"Won't Miss Arturo use it to play a song? After all, this is a reunion after a long absence."

The Caprini tuner gestured with a smile, and Arturo did hesitate for a moment.

In the past, she would never mind playing a few songs for the tuner on this piano to express her sincere gratitude.

But time is a bit tight today, as she has to rush to her teacher's grave to pay her respects, so she would like to save the performance time for there.

After being politely rejected, Caprini's tuner hesitated to speak, but ultimately could not think of a more appropriate excuse to keep Arturo and help delay time.

Even so, Arturo was still caught up after he left.

A large group of ferocious noble private soldiers rushed in from the intersection and surrounded her in an instant.

The noble Caprini, leaning on a cane, walked slowly out of the crowd, with a smug smile on his old and arrogant face, and a pair of black goat horns pointing straight to the sky like daggers.

Arturo sighed softly, his voice filled with confusion and helplessness.

"Your Excellency, I am here only to mourn my teacher and to take the cello he left behind. Furthermore, I have already explained to the gentleman you sent to invite me that my music does not have the magic power to reverse time and cannot fulfill your unrealistic wish."

Edwin sneered, "Ha! Arturo, your purpose isn't that simple, is it?"

"Sorry, I'm no longer interested in that kind of place."

Arturo naturally knew the implicit meaning of the other party's words, but now that she had even seen the Witch King himself, how could she still be interested in the Witch King's remains?

However, Edwin was unwilling to believe it.

"You're lying! Arturo, even without you, I can still reach the ruins of the Witch King!"

"My people have found the location of the ruins. The Witch King's remaining evil music is still echoing. As a lord, I cannot sit idly by!"

Edwin declared righteously, like the embodiment of justice.

"Arturo, your teacher once performed under the Witch King's tower. He should be guilty along with the damned Witch King's remnants!"

"Now, you should go with me into battle, play music for me, and help me destroy those evils!!"

Then Edwin waved his hand to signal the soldiers to come forward and take the people away.

Arturo looked at the number of soldiers around him and followed them obediently.

If he wanted to perform Originium skills, he had to take his piano out of the box first, but the other party wouldn't give him that opportunity now.

The faint sound of the piano echoed in the night, and Arturo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he found the problem.

It was the tuner who reported himself to Earl Edwin.

However, even if he had not been caught on the street, he would definitely have been blocked around the cemetery.

As the saying goes, you can run away from the mage but you can’t run away from the tower.

As long as he wanted to go to mourn his teacher, he would be caught by Earl Edwin.

In other words, if Chen Xiu had not intervened, he would have had to go through this in Ideom.

If the future is already predetermined, what is the point of pursuing emotional liberation?

Even I am just a part of it...

Once upon a time, Arturo thought that guiding others to liberate their inner voices and pursue their true selves was a change of destiny.

But now she couldn't help but doubt, and even felt suffocated as if an invisible hand was tightly gripping her heart.

In the face of the tide of history, the individual will of human beings is so insignificant that it is not even a ripple.

Even if everyone has a strong mind and can share knowledge and experience, abilities and insights based on emotional connections, will they be able to cope with any crisis and setbacks?

This time, Arturo couldn't help but question the path he had taken in the past and his ideals.

But she was never willing to admit defeat, so she was not easily defeated, nor was she so sure about the so-called speculation.

Whether Chen Xiu's existence is special or other variables are also possible, more verification is needed.

And next, there is a very important person who can be used for observation.

"Sir! Please be kind and give us some food..."

The infected poor man hadn't finished his humble words when he was impatiently interrupted by the noble's private soldiers.

"Get away!" He kicked away the infected person who was close to him and cursed: "Stay away from me, you infected bastards!"

The infected people who fell down quickly crawled away, fearing that they would be beaten more severely.

The infected people who were captured included men and women, even the elderly and children. All of them were crowded on the ground, huddled together in fear.

Earl Edwin often captured innocent infected people to serve as scouts and laborers, and those who were captured never came back, so everyone had a certain expectation of their own fate.

Faced with the fully armed private soldiers of the nobles, they had no intention of resisting.

Arturo glanced behind him and saw some wild fruits being thrown from the bushes, which made him feel moved.

A short figure carefully hid in the bushes, and only slowly poked his head out after the guard left.

Even though he had changed his seat on purpose, his destined student still came.

"You've been following us since the team left the city, right?"

Arturo took the initiative to answer, with a kind smile on his face.

Before Little White could ask, Arturo answered first: "You want to ask me if I've ever seen an old Filin with a crystal on his right hand? Don't worry, your grandfather isn't in the team."

Clyde was startled and looked at Arturo in surprise.

Arturo smiled happily, finally experiencing the joy of being a prophet.

"If you want to find your grandfather, go back to the city. As for this side, don't worry. We will be fine."

Clyde hesitated for a moment, then shook his head decisively.

"No, those people didn't treat you well at all. They didn't even give you food."

After confirming that his grandfather was fine, Clyde immediately became worried about the infected people who were forcibly abducted by Earl Edwin.

Although he couldn't do much, he could still follow the team and help provide some edible wild fruits.

Arturo looked at the determined little chalk and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Is it still like this?

However, she still wanted to try a little more.

"We are obviously unrelated to you, why are you taking the risk to help us?"

"Grandpa taught me to be kind to others." Clyde turned his head to look at the others and whispered, "You don't need a reason to help those in need."

"Even if it's dangerous? Even if I might die?"

A hint of fear flashed across Clyde's face, but he still nodded firmly.

Arturo sighed and said, "It seems that even if I tell you that someone will come to rescue us soon, you won't leave."

Clyde's eyes lit up, and his sheep ears trembled with excitement: "Then wait until everyone is rescued before leaving!"

Arturo patted the space beside him and lifted the cello in his arms.

Clyde crept over and sat down beside her.

"You're interested in this, right?"

Arturo held the bow on the strings and played a slow and melodious melody.