The young man was playing the piano with great concentration, and seemed to notice a wind elf beside him.

When Wendy got closer, she saw the boy fiddling with a strange object.

And those beautiful sounds were also produced by the boy's playing.

Wendy was floating nearby, watching the boy, who was sitting under the moon fiddling with that strange thing that could make sounds.

Gradually, Wendy was immersed in the music and almost forgot her surroundings.

But gradually, he realized that although these sounds were very free, the emotions contained in them were very suppressed.

The wind elf, who was used to being so free, felt uncomfortable listening to this.

It is the voice of freedom outwards, not the voice of freedom.

Wendy thought so.

He didn't dare interrupt the boy.

I don’t know how long he played before the boy came back to his senses.

Wind elves were also discovered.

"Wind elf!" The young man looked at this wind elf, which was almost exactly the same as the wind elf beside the king.

I thought this was the one next to the king.

He immediately hid the zither in his hand behind his back and looked at the wind elf in front of him vigilantly.

Wendy was stunned when she saw his reaction. He was the wind elf, why was she so afraid of him?

"What was that thing called?" Wendy asked the boy without thinking too much.

He was really curious about what it was and why it made such beautiful music.

The young man looked at the wind elf in front of him warily.

I was nervous and panicked because music was not allowed in the royal city.

This opportunity, which only happens once every two weeks, was revealed to me by Uncle Aaudis.

It’s not like he’ll never get to music again.

However, when he heard the wind elf's question, he was not surprised that it could speak human language, as the news had already spread throughout the royal city.

But he was surprised that the wind elf in front of him did not recognize what he was holding.

Moreover, it seemed to have been heard for a long time.

The boy recalled.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wendy spoke anxiously.

"I just want to know what that is? Why can such a beautiful sound be produced by just plucking it a few times?"

Wendy expressed her doubts.

Hearing the doubtful question of the wind elf in front of him, the boy was somewhat certain that this should not be the one beside the king, and it should have run in from outside.

Otherwise, you would definitely not be able to recognize it!

The boy felt that as the king's subordinate, the wind elf must remember every rule just like those sitting in the innermost part.

However, he didn't expect that there were other wind elves in this world.

After letting down his guard, the boy began to answer the questions of the wind elf in front of him.

He took out the harp from behind him.

"This is a harp, a musical instrument. I was playing music just now."

The boy said.

Wendy looked carefully at the harp in the boy's hand and silently said, "Harp, instrument, playing, music..."

It was rare to find someone who knew nothing but was interested and able to talk, so the boy couldn't help but speak with some boasting.

"This is what Grandpa Anjie made especially for me! Grandpa Anjie is really good at making musical instruments!"

The boy said this, stroking the harp with his hand.

Because music was banned, Anjie couldn't even take out the piano that his grandfather made for him.

Every time I would lock myself in the room and do it secretly.

This is the only opportunity once every two weeks that you can play it openly.

Wendy looked at the piano in the boy's hand and heard that it was given to him by another person, and she couldn't help but feel envious.

He knew what "specially done" meant.

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like