I Will Eventually Become a Partner of Justice Chapter 230

It's a blind spot!

It is the king's wisdom that Shirou realized by himself after analyzing the cases in his mind and combining modern wisdom!

Shirou is a mortal, without the wisdom given by God, but because he is a mortal, he can learn!

He will improve!

That's all!

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night came.

Shirou walked out of the room and ate with the soldiers.

This surprised the soldiers, because those generals, who held the status of nobles, rarely ate with them.

And Shirou is the king who is about to ascend the throne!

Will eat with them...

They feel both honored and reserved.

But that's okay, liven up the atmosphere, Shirou is good at it.

He called out the squad leaders he had identified and asked them to compete in front of the bonfire.

The swords and swords staggered and the metal stirred, making the atmosphere of these soldiers alive all of a sudden.

And Shirou was able to call out the names of these small captains, which made these small captains feel both surprised and honored, and they couldn't help getting closer to Shirou in their hearts.

But after a while, the atmosphere was enlivened by Shirou.

The soldiers hooked their shoulders, danced in front of the bonfire, and invited Shirou to come.

Shirou was not afraid, so he came happily and danced with them in front of the bonfire.

For a moment, the atmosphere was very lively. The soldiers laughed heartily, feeling that Shirou was very amiable, and when they left, they still cared for Shirou to have a good rest.

Shirou nodded and accepted.

Shirou planned to go back, but there was a melodious piano sound in the forest, which was very pleasant.

At this time, the moon and stars were scarce, and the time was about eight o'clock. It was really difficult for modern people to fall asleep, so Shirou followed along with the sound of the piano.

Still the same scene.

Tristan sat on the treetop, stroking the harp, and the goblins who heard the sound circled around and listened to the sound of the harp.

At the end of the song, Tristan opened his eyes and saw Shirou, he couldn't help being taken aback, and then asked, "Are you listening again?"

"Of course." Shirou nodded.

Tristan said: "Very few men listen to my music."

"Is there a distinction between men and women in music? I don't understand that. All I know is that if it sounds good, listen to it, and if it doesn't sound good, leave." Shirou said sincerely.

Tristan jumped down from the treetop, looked at Shirou, and asked, "Can you play the piano?"

"I understand." Shirou said.

Tristan handed the harp to Shirou, and said, "Come and try."

"Then I'll give it a try—"

Shirou took it with great interest, touched his palm excitedly, and said that he once had a musical dream. It is for this reason that he has learned musical instruments and singing, but for some reason, his class teacher has not allowed him to participate in the class chorus competition since elementary school.

But it doesn't matter, music has always been one of his few talents.

Shirou prepared for a while, and then began to pluck the strings——

"Ah! Help ahhhhhh!!!"

"My God! What is this?"

"Help ... help ... what is the music that seems to be climbing out of the dung pits? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Mom!!"

...

Shirou was indulging in his own music kingdom, and all the fairies covered their ears and ran away.

"Quack quack—"

The birds lingering in the woods screamed and flew up, flying away from here as if fleeing.

Tristan fell to the ground, clutching his abdomen, with a heart attack on his face.

"Stop—, quickly—, quickly stop...!"

He regrets it.

He was about to shed tears of regret.

He shouldn't have the damn idea that "whoever can listen to his piano must also understand the piano", so that he won't have to hear the howling sound of the piano.

Not to mention everything is out of tune, there is still a feeling of myocardial infarction!

Tristan couldn't describe the music.

But if there are people in the 21st century here, they will definitely be familiar with it.

This - is the sound of fingernails scraping glass!

The sound of fingernails scraping glass on a harp!

Still intoxicated!

From time to time, he would hum two completely out-of-tune voices that could not be described in terms of singing.

To some extent, this can be regarded as a talent.

However, it's no wonder that Shirou's class teacher never allowed Shirou to participate in the chorus since childhood.

It doesn't matter if you can't sing well, it's bad if someone dies.