I am the Envoy of the Winter

Although it is a bit demeaning to say so, it is obviously embarrassing for her to do this job.

After all, until now, she didn't even know the names and appearance of the two strange birds.

"Don't worry, there is no one more suitable than you."

Rubbing Jiana's slightly fluffy green hair, Bai Luo said.

And his action also startled the young Feiying who was next to him.

How long has it been... Why is Feiying next to her still a child?

After explaining what Jiana should do, Bai Luo found another person in the Goethe Hotel.

Anastasia.

If Bai Luo wasn't there this time, there was a high probability that the duo of the Treasure Thieves would meet her, and Bai Luo's behavior could be regarded as cutting her off.

The reason why he found the other party was just to let her tell the lady about the situation here.

Hey, it's time to have some fun.

......

"Hum hum......"

Under the big tree in the wind, Wendy was sitting on a branch, holding an old carving knife in her hand, and was cutting the wood in her hand bit by bit.

"chirp..."

The bird picked up an unknown silk thread and landed on his shoulder.

Wendy showed him a friendly smile, and stretched out her hand to brush its hair.

"Thanks."

If Xylophone Feilin said, he could not come back.

But as a bard, having a xylophone is the most basic, but he wouldn't go to the West Wind Cathedral to ask for his zither from the sky.

After all, even if he said in the past that he was Barbatos, the god of wind, whether the other party would believe it is still one thing.

So...he can only choose to do it again.

It is one thing to have no money to buy a new one. The most important thing is that only the xylophone carved by oneself is the easiest to use.

He was already thinking about what to name this new piano.

But compared to these, when can the money of that master Di Luke be paid off is also the most important thing.

A long way to go.

"Aren't you going to see Twarin?"

The sudden appearance of Bai Luo made Wendy's hand tremble, almost cutting off a piece of her own finger.

After confirming that the person standing behind him was Bai Luo, the strength he had accumulated was also dispelled by him.

The gentle wind rolled up Wendy's cloak and at the same time blew the big tree rustling.

But it's hard to say whether this tree is trembling because of Wendy's wind, or Bai Luo who just appeared.

"Twarin should not like to see me now, right? To see him, at least choose a day when he is in a better mood."

Even though his dependents have escaped the shackles, he can still feel the other party's dissatisfaction with him.

Let's have a good talk with him after the piano is finished.

Maybe after listening to his own piano sound, he can still shout that sentence in a very calm manner.

Get down to business, Barbatos!

"Well, his dissatisfaction...is probably me."

Curling his lips, Bai Luo said.

After all, Tewarin regarded him as Bastoto the whole time, so there was nothing wrong with that.

Alas, poor child, maybe until now, he still treats Bai Luo as a wind god.

"Your name is Barbatos?"

After listening to Bai Luo's words, Wendy asked back with a smile.

The implications are self-evident.

He knew very well that Tewarin's dissatisfaction was aimed at Barbatos.

"Is there a possibility that he mistook me for Barbatos?"

Bai Luo said tentatively.

At the same time, he also released a part of the breath that was "collected" by himself.

"..."

Feeling the wind and freedom represented by the breath of demon gods on Bai Luo, Wendy, who originally wanted to say something, finally didn't speak.

When did I get plucked by him? !

Oh, Feline.

Careless!

Well, Wendy didn't care too much about it.

Regarding the matter of Twalin, although from all aspects, Bai Luo did not make a move at all.

But Wendy looked at the whole process of the incident from another angle, and found that Bai Luo's behavior was like an invisible big hand, unknowingly controlling the direction of everyone.

Let's say that this matter has something to do with him, but it's hard to say where he contributed.

But if it is irrelevant, it seems that there is his shadow everywhere.

Of course, these are not important, what is important is himself.

When he came over with the narrative poem, Wendy had already noticed something.

At that moment, what he will do and who will affect it is completely unimportant.

What matters is that he's in Mond, and that's enough.

God who will never love again, is this your choice?

After skillfully fitting the silk thread brought by the bird to the xylophone in her hand, Wendy tuned it in a few strokes.

A xylophone, which looks a bit simple but has a very pleasant sound, was born in this way.

"It's a good piano, do you want to name it Felin?"

Looking at the xylophone in Wendy's hands, Bai Luo admired it, but he didn't intend to take it for himself.

That's right, this newly made piano, apart from the honor of "made by Barbatos himself" without any substantive bonus, also has a better sound and no extra power.

This kind of thing is like raising pigeons, at least we have to wait for Wendy to raise them for a few more decades, and then start when Wendy is almost raised.

At that time, maybe I can squeeze some more wool to make my erhu attributes go further.

"Feilin? Of course we won't continue to call him Feilin. Every violin needs to have its own unique name."

The power of the wind began to nourish the newborn piano, making it more delicate from the rough one.

You can even see a few Cecilia flowers gradually blooming on it.

"The new violin, let's call it Nadeg."