[Phantom of the Opera] Devil's Beauty

After saying this, Mr. OG left.

The atmosphere was frozen and stagnant.

Daroga sighed, this scene is all too familiar, for some reason, that man always coldly and sharply rejects all good intentions, and never shows his gentlemanly demeanor to ladies except on formal and important occasions.

Darroja sent Blanche to her room and told her not to mind Mr. OG's harsh words with a wry smile.

Mr. OG called Viscount Garnier an "outsider", but he did not know that he was also an "outsider" in Blanche's mind.She doesn't mind "outsider" comments.Bai Lanzhi shook her head, lowered her eyes and said with a smile, "No matter what Mr. OG says, I won't mind, after all, he saved my life."

Daroga couldn't help but glanced at her several times, but finally couldn't restrain the desire for pity in his heart: "It seems that your box doesn't contain much, if you lack something, don't be shy, just tell me Make a request, and I will help you do it.”

"Thank you, I don't need anything for the time being." Blanche said, "but I have a question... Is there really no band in the theater? Along the way, I saw many empty rooms with the first The nameplate of the violinist, which means that the theater must have had a band at one time, where have they all gone?"

Daroga had a headache when he talked about this: "You must have heard that there is only one weird piano in our theater. Alas... this pianist is quite withdrawn, and he thinks that other musicians are too poor to keep up He simply added a few onomatopoeic orchestrations to the piano and finished the performance by himself."

Bai Lanzhi understood it, and subconsciously praised him, "Then he is very powerful."

Daroga was full of resistance: "It's great, but what's the use of being great? Most of the people in the theater were scolded by him... Sigh, I really don't understand him!"

Hearing this, Bai Lanzhi hesitated for a moment, but she never did anything unsure or unprepared, so she asked hesitantly: "Then is he free now? I want to practice with him what I will sing tomorrow." track."

Daloga: "..."

For some reason, Daroga seemed more hesitant than her, and hesitated: "Should...should be free, you can go to the room to rest for a while. I will call you later."

"Okay, thank you."

Half an hour later, Daroja called her and said that the pianist was waiting for her in the hall.

When Bai Lanzhi came out, she changed into a light green dress with a square collar and a rabbit wool cape. Her blond hair was pulled back loosely without any frills.With such a simple dress, she is as fresh and refined as an elf in the forest, and her every move seems to be surrounded by fairy mist.

Daroja was born in a Persian noble, and he has seen countless beauties. In all fairness, Bai Lanzhi is not the most exquisite one he has ever seen, but generally, beauties with exquisite facial features are somewhat aggressive, making people afraid to get close to them. meaning.Blanche didn't feel that way, she was as beautiful as the angel painting on the dome of a cathedral, gentle, holy, and not aggressive at all.

Mr. OG can speak coldly about such a rare beauty in the world.Sometimes Darrogar really couldn't understand what he was thinking.

His acquaintance with Mr. OG originated from an imperial list.

At that time, he was still a mediocre nobleman, living on the living expenses issued by the Persian treasury.He was ignorant of tactics, was squeezed out, and got a hard job - looking for a capable person who could transform the palace.

Daloga read the king's request.The king wants a palace with the function of eavesdropping. He wants to spread his eyes and ears all over the court to hear the whispers of the princes and concubines; he also wants a cell that includes all the tortures in the world to stabilize his throne.Some people may be able to do the latter, but the former is simply a legend in the myth. How could there be such a palace?

Darrogar held out no hope for the errand.

Until Mr. OG uncovered the imperial list.At that time, he was not the aloof Mr. OG, but a young man with a gray face and gauze wrapped around his face.

The boy's eyes were like a wolf that had been hungry for several months, braving the green light to survive. He stared at Daloga closely, and pointed to his chest with his fingers covered with scars and dirt, and said dumbly. Throat said: "My name is Eric, and I can do it."

As if afraid that Darrogar would not understand him, he repeated: "Give me something to eat. I can do it."

After the words fell, he knelt down on the ground as if he had exhausted all his strength, panting heavily like a broken bellows, and then passed out.But even in a coma, his body was still extremely tense, his back was arched, and he was in a defensive posture.I don't know what he went through.

The young man——Eric, looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. It stands to reason that Daroga shouldn't believe his words, but by a strange coincidence, he summoned the guards and asked them to move the young man into the house. He spent two silver coins , invited a traveling doctor to treat him.

This is the most cost-effective and worthwhile deal that Daloja has ever done in his life.With a little kindness and two silver coins, he saved Eric's life.Erik rewarded him with power, honor, and tons of gold.

He did what the king asked.No one knows how he did it.He transformed the palace into a purgatory on earth, the king is like a ghost everywhere, he can hear everyone's whispers - when correcting documents in the study, he can even hear the concubine's gossip in the bedroom a few miles away .

In addition, he also helped the king build a torture chamber that any person in power would want to have, with all kinds of strange, appalling, and bone-chilling tortures.

He is not tall, with a thin frame, but there seems to be endless knowledge and methods hidden in his thin body.The king gradually realized how terrible he was and did not dare to keep him by his side for a long time, so he gave it to the most favored little princess of Sudan at that time.

The little princess of Sudan looks beautiful, with a brown mole at the end of her eyes, but her heart is as fierce as a snake and scorpion. She loves to watch the desperate fights between death row prisoners.She couldn't help feeling a little tired after watching too many bloody scenes.After getting Eric, she ordered him to invent a bloodless fighting method within three days.

Eric didn't use it for three days, and invented it for her on the same day-bonzabu rope.

The little princess asked Eric to demonstrate to her.Eric did not refuse, he calmly walked into the arena, took a thick hemp rope, and strangled a prisoner holding a big knife decisively.

From then on, Eric, who was already famous far and wide, was infinitely closer to a god in the eyes of the Persians.Of course, some people say that he is a bloody devil.No one knows what he is, and no one has seen his real face. His face has always been covered with a white mask.

Eric spent a period of power-hungry at the Madeleine Palace.

The Persians feared him and feared him, and his deterrence gradually surpassed that of the king.Finally one day, the king could no longer bear his bullying on him, and ordered Daroga to execute Eric.

Daroga had received Eric's favor, and he didn't want Eric to die, so he found a completely disfigured corpse by the river, trying to hide it.The king was furious when he learned the truth, removed his official title, and took back everything he had in the Persian kingdom.

Daloga had nowhere to go, but followed Eric like a shadow.He watched Eric travel all over Europe, learning local characters and musical instruments wherever he went, and he even went to India to improve his rope skills in an unknown tribe.

The closer he got to Eric, Daroga felt that he was like a god wandering in the world - no ordinary person could be as calm and tenacious as him.Even if he fell from the highest point of power to the lowest point, he was still calm and composed.

He can do anything.

One day, they took a gypsy caravan.Eric has crossed so many mountains on foot, waded so many rivers, and has long since grown from a skinny boy to a man with broad shoulders and long legs.He still wore the white mask, the knee-length white robe, and narrow and slim trousers and leather boots on the lower body.The bonfire was hot, and he sat cross-legged by the flames, staring at the dancing girl in the center with a casual expression.

The gypsy girl has always been enthusiastic and unrestrained. After meeting his eyes, instead of being shy, her body movements became more open and closed.Holding the hem of her skirt, she leaned back and twirled. She was a gorgeous and powerful female leopard, slowly approaching his seat.

Eric squinted his eyes and did not avoid her suggestive gaze. He took the lute from a musician next to him and played a variation for her impromptu.

Daloka still remembers that the moon and stars were sparse and there was no cloud in the sky, and even the whistling night wind brought sporadic warmth.The night was so beautiful, so beautiful that he once thought that Eric had traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally found his true love here.

After the song ended, the gypsy girl breathed heavily, leaned on his arm, and asked him tenderly: "Guest from afar, can you show me your face?"

The flames soared into the sky, surrounded by booing in full swing.Daroga also stood up curiously, he also wanted to see Eric's true face under the mask.

Then, he saw Eric push the girl away mercilessly, stood up amidst the unbelievable gazes all around, and replied indifferently and wearily:

"No."

It was much later that Daloga learned why Erik never revealed his true face in front of others.

He has a terrifying face like a devil.

Not even Darroga could look at his face for more than three seconds.

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After the memory was over, Darroja brought Blanche to the performance hall.

The pianist had already sat down in the orchestra pit with his back to them. He was wearing a loose black robe with tight cuffs and oxford shoes with hollow patterns on his feet.Bai Lanzhi couldn't see his face, nor his figure clearly, but could only see his slender and powerful fingers pressing on the keys, like handsome bamboo knots, sharp, distinct and extremely beautiful.

Daroga cleared his throat: "That... I brought the man."

The piano said without looking back: "Well, you go down." The voice was extremely pleasant and pleasant.

Bai Lanzhi was a little confused, why does this person look like a boss?

What is even more puzzling is that Daroga left without any objection.

She didn't think much of it, she only thought that Daloga was easy-going.After all, people who are not easy-going can't get along with Mr. OG at all.She walked to the edge of the orchestra pit and showed a friendly smile: "Hi, my name is Bai Lanzhi. What's your address?"

It took a full half a minute before she heard the other party's deep and cold answer:

"... Eric."

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