Personality V: I will save everything

"If you want to be a jerk, please stay away from me!" Andrew glared at the violinist in front of him with anger and shouted impatiently. At this moment, the anger in his heart seemed to be bursting out.

He originally just wanted to find a quiet corner, bask in the warm sunshine, and quietly read the yellowed book in his hand.

However, this annoying violinist kept coming closer to him like an annoying fly, completely breaking his inner peace.

Faced with Andrew's rebuke, the violinist seemed helpless. In fact, he himself was not willing to do this, but an accidental experience made him accidentally discover an amazing secret - Andrew was as magical as a moving light source.

Whenever he got close to Andrew, he could clearly feel that the devil's control was gradually weakening. This wonderful change surprised and delighted him.

The reason for this is not difficult to understand. As we all know, demons are afraid of angels, and Andrew's father, the distinguished owner of the manor, is even higher than the angels, and his status is so high that it is difficult to estimate.

Because the owner of the manor is not an ordinary person, but a being worshipped as a god by people - God.

Even if Andrew was only tainted with a hint of his father's sacred aura, it would be enough to pose a huge deterrent to those demons with evil intentions.

In fact, Andrew already had a rough idea of ​​what was going on. However, for some reason, he just didn't want the violinist to get too close to him.

Even though the other person might be Antonio from another world, this inexplicable feeling of closeness still made Andrew feel strange, as if he was betraying something. (= _ =)

"Oh, please, Mr. Gravekeeper from another world!" the violinist said earnestly, "There is no one in this world who would not like the superb performance of Master Antonio!"

Before he finished speaking, he picked up the bow with his hair and began to dance quickly, playing a beautiful and short melody like flowing water.

However, what is surprising is that although a wonderful and beautiful performance was taking place in front of him, Andrew turned a blind eye to it!

He sat there quietly like a statue, his eyes slightly closed, not even lifting his eyelids. He was completely immersed in his own vast thoughts, as if everything happening around him had nothing to do with him.

At this moment, Andrew suddenly stretched out his right hand and quickly pushed back the messy strands of hair in front of his forehead. This action seemed abrupt and unrestrained.

Then, he slowly uttered these words: "Thank you for your performance, it is indeed very elegant and beautiful. But unfortunately, I really can't muster any interest in these." After that, without waiting for the other party to respond, Andrew stood up without hesitation, took firm and powerful steps, turned around and left without looking back.

Only the performer who was still standing in the center of the stage was left, staring at his receding figure in bewilderment, unable to come back to his senses for a long time...

But soon, the violinist's mood changed from shock to excitement. This person was not affected by the violin music he played at all. He must have a way to help him get rid of the devil.

“Wait a minute!” The violinist shouted anxiously, his voice trembling like a flower destroyed by a storm. “You are completely unaffected by my music, so you must have extraordinary ability and courage. Please help me, only you can help me get rid of this terrible demon!”

Hearing this, Andrew, who was about to leave, stopped instantly, slowly turned around, and his eyes fell on the violinist.

At this moment, a hint of doubt appeared on his calm face.

"What exactly is this demon you're talking about?" Andrew stared at the violinist and asked.

However, at this moment, something unexpected happened. The violinist's face suddenly turned as pale as paper, and his lips began to tremble violently.

He opened his eyes wide, as if he had seen an extremely horrifying scene, and stammered as if to say something, but he could not express himself clearly.

"It's... a person wearing red clothes..." The violinist's voice became weaker and weaker until it was almost inaudible. His throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, and no matter how hard he tried, he could not make any sound.

Apparently, the mysterious red devil was controlling his voice in some way, making it impossible for him to reveal more information about the devil to Andrew.

Andrew frowned slightly and fell into deep thought. After a while, he seemed to have thought of a solution, so he looked up at the violinist and said, "I am willing to help you, but before that, I need you to agree to one condition."

"What conditions? As long as you are willing to save me, I will try my best to satisfy your request no matter what it is!" The violinist asked impatiently, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw.

"If I really succeed in helping you get rid of this demon, in return, you must play a different and unique song just for me." There was a gleam of expectation in Andrew's eyes that was hard to conceal.

Faced with such a request, the violinist hesitated for a moment. After all, for an artist who regards music as his life, every performance is an emotional catharsis of his whole heart, and it is not easy to tailor a special piece of music for others at this moment.

But considering that he was in a desperate situation, it would be difficult to escape the devil's control without Andrew's help. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally nodded heavily and said, "Okay, I promise you!"

After getting a satisfactory answer, Andrew's mouth slightly raised, outlining a confident smile. At the same time, an ingenious plan had quietly formed in his mind.

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the other side,

Sunlight shone through the tall windows onto the corridor, creating patches of light and shadow. Jose Badem and Mike were strolling leisurely, talking in low voices about trivial topics. Just then, a figure passed by them - it turned out to be the fisherwoman.

This should have been just an ordinary passing by, but Mike's usually loud and carefree personality made this encounter extraordinary.

Mike was like a firecracker that was suddenly lit, and he shouted excitedly to the fisherwoman: "Hey, Miss Fisherwoman, are you interested in joining us? We are preparing an extremely large and magnificent performance, and your heavenly voice will definitely add a touch of brilliance to this performance!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Mike seemed to be cast under a spell and stood still on the spot.

Because he suddenly realized how rash his words were, his face, which had turned red with excitement, was now extremely embarrassed. He quickly stretched out his hands and covered his mouth tightly, as if he wanted to swallow back the words that had just come out of his mouth.

However, it was too late.

Jose Baden, who was standing nearby, was also stunned. He subconsciously reached out to cover Mike's mouth, trying to stop the situation from getting worse, but it was too late. Seeing the situation getting out of control, Jose Baden couldn't help but curse in his heart: This guy, how can he always be so reckless and impulsive!

At this time, the fisherwoman slowly stopped and turned around. Her beautiful and indifferent face had no expression, making it difficult to guess her inner thoughts.

Even though the other party didn't say a word, one could always feel a sense of inexplicable meaning.

When Mike saw the fisherwoman's reaction, he turned pale with fright and stammered, "Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I... I really didn't mean to offend you. I... I'd better go find my opera singer sister..." After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

But before he could take a few steps, he heard a muffled "bang". Jose Baden could no longer bear it, and raised his palm and chopped Mike's head fiercely. The blow was so powerful that Mike staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"You are such a jerk!" Jose Badem roared angrily, "Can you please use your brains and stop causing trouble for me all the time?"

After saying that, he glared at Mike who was still rubbing his head with a wronged look on his face, then turned his head and said to the fisherwoman with an apologetic look on his face: "I'm really sorry, Miss Fisherwoman, my friend never speaks without thinking, please don't take it to heart."

However, the fisher girl just pointed at her mouth with a sad face, and then pointed her finger at Jose Badem and others. Her sad eyes seemed to want to convey some important message - could it be that in another world, she could actually speak?

"Oh, this......" Jose Baden could not help but rub his hair anxiously, complaining in his heart. How could he explain this to the poor fisherwoman in front of him? It was really a headache!

By the way, in the world they live in, Grace's identity changed drastically after she obtained the mysterious necklace given to her by the owner of the manor.

Rather than saying that she is still the ordinary deep diver, it is better to say that she has successfully evolved into a goddess who dominates the ocean! And all these changes are thanks to the magical necklace. It is because of it that Grace was able to break free from the shackles and gain the ability to speak...

Hey! Wait!!!

At this moment, Jose Baden suddenly realized an amazing possibility. He suddenly remembered that he also had a pocket watch given to him by the owner of the manor that could control the power of the ocean.

So, could it be that this pocket watch and the necklace Grace was wearing are actually similar in nature? Do they follow the same operating principle?

This sudden thought flashed through Jose Baden's mind like a bolt of lightning, instantly making his heart run wildly like a wild horse, his heartbeat accelerated sharply, as if it was about to burst out of his chest. His breathing also became rapid, as if an invisible big hand was tightly strangling his throat.

If his guess was correct, then with this mysterious and ancient pocket watch, he might be able to help the beautiful but speechless fisherwoman to speak. Thinking of this, Jose Baden could not help but feel an indescribable excitement in his heart, but at the same time, another voice kept echoing in his heart: "No! You can't do this!"

Because once he decided to do so, it would mean that he would lose this extremely precious pocket watch forever. It was a treasure given to him by the Creator! It not only carried the glory of the family, but was also a symbol of pride for the entire family. If he lost it, Jose Badem knew that he would become a sinner in the family and bear a heavy stigma.

However, after a long and intense inner struggle, Jose Badem finally slowly reached out his hand and tightly grasped the pocket watch.

At this moment, he could clearly feel the cold metal texture and the exquisite patterns on the pocket watch. Each scratch seemed to tell a story of the past, making him more reluctant to let go. But at this moment, the fisherwoman's eyes full of expectation and desire once again caught his eyes, and that look was like a sharp sword piercing straight into his heart.

Jose Baden took a deep breath and then exhaled heavily. He gritted his teeth, hesitated for a long time, and finally handed the pocket watch to the fisherwoman with trembling hands. At that moment, he felt like he had cut off the most precious part of his life with his own hands.

When the fisherwoman saw the pocket watch handed over by Jose Baden, a flash of surprise flashed across her eyes, and then was replaced by a strong curiosity. Although she knew nothing about the origin of the pocket watch, she seemed to realize its importance from Jose Baden's solemn expression.

However, faced with this rare gift, the fisherwoman did not hesitate too much, but carefully took the pocket watch and gently held it in her hand.

Mike on the side also understood what she meant. He quietly went behind the fisherwoman and broke the glass in the corridor.

"what!"