The teacher's piano does not have a built-in Originium circuit, so it cannot perform Originium skills and can only play ordinary music.

But Arturo is a first-class performer, and her fame is not due to her Originium skills.

The melodious music echoed in the woods, as if Ye Yu, who was good at singing, was singing loudly.

The restless infected people gradually calmed down and soon recognized the music - "Song of the Clear Sky"!

This is a song written during the war between the Gemini Queens and the Witch King, and everyone can sing it today.

Because it symbolizes that the people of Leithania can have freedom and hope in the new era.

"The sky is clear and blue, the breeze sings softly, the river gurgles, and my heart is filled with hope. The haze dissipates overnight, and the earth welcomes the morning light. Praise Leithania, the home of the free..."

Clyde hummed softly, his feet tapping the ground instinctively.

Gradually, one faint voice after another joined in, and finally it became a big chorus.

The sad expressions on the faces of the infected people relaxed unconsciously, and they enjoyed a moment of peace.

Inside the tent, Earl Edwin, who was enjoying charcoal-grilled beast steak, paused with his knife and fork.

Song of the Clear Sky, it really makes me miss it...

It was while singing this song that he led the people of Id'om to rebel against the tyranny of the Witch-King.

When I was young, I was so brave and fearless, possessing the most outstanding style and charm.

Thinking of this, Earl Edwin clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of resentment.

It’s almost time! I will be able to defeat the evil Witch King again and take back everything that belongs to me!

In the dense forest outside the camp, Chen Xiu, Texas and Mostima hid among the bushes.

If nothing unexpected happens, this should be Arturo sending them a signal.

"You still have time to play the violin. It seems the situation is not urgent."

Chen Xiu held a chocolate-flavored Pocky in his mouth, thinking about what to do next.

It would be better to get rid of Earl Edwin once and for all, otherwise he will definitely keep pestering us.

This old Deng has become so sick that he has become obsessed. Maybe he was once a hero, but now he has been succumbed to desire.

Texas and Mostima had no objection to Chen Xiu's proposal.

"Same old story, let's put the blame on the Witch King's remnants," Chen Xiu arranged. "Texas and I will disguise ourselves as the Witch King's remnants and attack the camp. Mostima, you go rescue Arturo. Once we've achieved our objectives, evacuate quickly. Don't stay here too long."

"Understood!" Mastema nodded happily. "Then I'll be leaving first. See you later."

Chen Xiu glanced at Texas and wanted to teach her a few slogans.

But if you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem like her personality is suitable for playing the role of a Witch King fanatic.

It’s better to just follow around and chop people, playing the role of a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much, so as to avoid being discovered by others.

"Texas, we're going to play a group of crazy people, so remember to be cruel later."

The wolf's ears stood up and clenched, and Texas nodded in understanding. She was very familiar with this kind of thing.

A few minutes later, the patrolling guards suddenly heard a noise in the woods.

Before they could be on guard, a black shadow as nimble as a wolf shot out.

Holding two swords, she rushed into the crowd, causing blood to splatter, and a heavy rain of swords appeared in the sky.

Chen Xiu followed closely behind. Wearing a black robe, he stood among the corpses with his hands raised high, shouting crazily.

"Herhunzoron's music has long been engraved in Leithania's blood! His lingering sound will tear apart the false crowns of the Twin Queens! The gift of the Witch King flows in your veins! The betrayer will be drained of his very bones by the magic!"

Texas glanced at Chen Xiu in surprise, feeling that he really didn't seem to be acting.

Miss Wolf opened her mouth, but ultimately didn't feel comfortable joining in the shouting.

Forget it, it's easier for me to just chop people...

Chapter 104 Chen Xiu: Lao Deng! Come and see your grandson (4K)

"Yes, they are the Witch King's remnants!!!"

The terrified howl pierced the night sky, but stopped abruptly in an instant.

The torches in the forest were torn apart by the sword wind, and a series of scarlet blood beads exploded in the leaping shadows.

Texas spun around and crashed into the crowd, his double blades crushing the soft leather in the gaps between the armor, and limbs and armor fragments flew around with the sword light.

With his left hand, he swung his sword across to deflect the incoming spear, pushed off the ground with his feet to instantly close the distance, and with his right hand, he raised his sword to cut the opponent's throat.

He turned around and kicked down another soldier who was surrounding him, and the heavy blow crushed his entire chest.

Texas took slow steps forward, with bright red blood dripping from the blade of his sword.

"Horn! Sound the horn!"

The old soldier, who was still calm, roared and raised his spear, but was pierced by the rain of swords like a sieve.

The sharp sword light tore through the shield formation, and the glow of magic flickered above the archers' heads, wantonly spreading the rain that once bloomed in Syracuse.

Texas rushed into the battle like a sharp sword, and no one could match her.

The terrifying speed of killing was so terrifying that it almost broke the psychological defenses of the nobles' private soldiers in one encounter, throwing them into chaos.

After all, these bullies only seem particularly powerful when they bully civilians and infected people.

"Retreat! Retreat to Master Edwin..."

The adjutant's roar turned into blood foam flowing from his throat, but it also allowed the chaotic soldiers to find their backbone.

They rushed to the tent in a completely disorderly manner, and were chased by Texas, leaving behind a pile of corpses.

In the camp, Earl Edwin ran out with a cane.

Seeing the miserable sight of his private soldiers crying for their parents, he suddenly became furious and killed a fleeing soldier with a fireball.

Everyone was immediately shocked and stopped turning back.

"What are you panicking about!?"

Earl Edwin roared angrily, looking as ferocious as a goat-headed demon.

"No retreat! What are the remnants of the Witch King? They are just an appetizer before I conquer the Witch King!!"

Not only was Earl Edwin not afraid of the appearance of the Witch King's remnants, but he was extremely excited and ecstatic.

He strode forward, through the crowd to the front, and raised his cane as he had done before.

"Follow me! Defeat the incoming remnants of the Witch King! This is our honor!!"

After he finished speaking, Earl Edwin took the lead and rushed out of the camp.

Seeing this, the others had no choice but to follow quickly. After all, their master had already charged forward, and if they retreated they would only be treated as deserters. Everyone had just seen what the consequences would be.

Chen Xiu looked at the team rushing back and dutifully cheered for the remnants of the Witch King.

"The Witch King's staff once broke the Gauls! Even now, his remaining power can still crush all cowardly traitors!"

Up ahead, Texas and Earl Edwin were engaged in close combat, and the exploding evocation spells had created deep pits on the ground.

Texas nimbly dodged the incoming spells and swung his sword at Earl Edwin, but the other party blocked it with his staff.

The old goat was immediately knocked back a few steps, but the spellcasting action in his hands did not stop at all.

"Damn you, the remnants of the Witch King! I will never allow you to do evil here!!"

Texas jumped back, slashing the incoming fireball with his sword.

Just as Earl Edwin was about to step forward, he felt a pain in his chest and saw a bullet hole in his body.

The fierce movement suddenly stopped, the old body was drained of strength, and he fell to the ground unwillingly, his eyes going black.

Guns!?

Why is it a gun?

How could the remnants of the Witch King use firearms?

They are a bunch of lunatics who prioritize magic over everything else and are extremely obsessed with spellcasting abilities!

Earl Edwin seemed to realize something, but he had no chance to figure out who was disguising himself as the remnant of the Witch King.

Texas quickly stepped forward, thrust his sword into the old goat's throat, and finished off the old goat neatly.

"The Wizard King is great, no need to say more! Those who disobey will die!!"

Chen Xiu announced the results of the battle loudly.

The others instantly collapsed after seeing Earl Edwin's death.

At Chen Xiu's signal, Texas did not pursue, as their operational objectives had been achieved.

This is also thanks to Earl Edwin who is obsessed with being a hero, otherwise it would be difficult to kill him.

"We still need to deal with the bodies. Put them in the tent over there and then set it on fire..."

Before Chen Xiu could finish his words, Texas had already dragged the Earl's body away.

Uh, teaching a former gang leader how to deal with corpses, isn't this a bit like an amateur instructing professionals?

While the nobles' private soldiers were fleeing in all directions, the infected took advantage of the chaos and sneaked into the dense forest.

The raging flames quickly engulfed the entire camp, and the high flames could be seen even in the city of Ideom.

When everyone met outside the city, Chen Xiu found that Arturo was holding an unconscious Caprini child in his arms. Upon closer inspection, it was Bai Ke.

At this time, he was probably only about ten years old.

"Why did you bring him here too? You can't really want to take him in as a student, right?"

"Mr. Xiu, since Miss Gertrude's fate has been changed, does that mean his future will change?"

Chen Xiu paused when he heard this.

He had thought it had changed before, but now he thought it probably hadn't.

In the entire Echoes of Dust incident, the most important and irreplaceable people are Chalk and Black Key, and Gertrude is nothing at all.

Without her, we can just find some unlucky guy to replace her.

However, the Chalk and Black Keys, who carry the sounds of the world, are different. They are the few bloodlines left by the Witch King in the world.

So, even if Gertrude, the mastermind behind the incident, is gone, what is supposed to happen in the future will still happen.

However, the location may not be in the sunset area of ​​Visheim, but somewhere else.

Seeing Chen Xiu fall silent, Arturo knew that he really knew about it.

She touched Clyde's head and remembered his gentle and firm look.

"Mr. Xiu, I want to help him, help this poor child..."

"Why?" Chen Xiu asked back, "You're not the kind of guy who likes to help others."

"Because he gave me some wild fruit for dinner," Arturo replied. "I was very hungry."

Of course, this is just a made-up excuse.

Arturo still wanted to see whether Chen Xiu could change Clyde's fate and how he would do so.

The only thing she could think of now was to take Clyde away. As long as they left Leithania, he would be safe.

But this method is not actually safe, because Clyde can come back on his own when he grows up.

Just like this time when I came to Ideom, I accidentally encountered various coincidences.

"In exchange, I can also work for Mr. Xiu for free for a period of time..."

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