The Pirate: The Black Duke

However, this silence did not last long and was broken by Meister's calm voice.

"Since you know, then you continue talking."

Meester pointed the baton at the man who had just spoken.

The man was taken aback for a moment, and there was a look of panic in his eyes, as if he was very afraid of Meester’s calm and sharp light, so his eyes had a trace of panic, and his words began to stammer: "You...you are Mei St... the king of music in Paradise."

"Or..." At this point he stopped, because he saw Meester's weird smile, and he was taken aback.

Meester turned to ask him with a smile.

"Or what? Keep talking."

"You are still Qiwuhai [Black Duke] Reinhardt's subordinate."

After hearing this, everyone was surprised. What did Qiwuhai's subordinates appear here for?

Although I don't know the specific situation, it is definitely not a good thing.

"It's not a secret!" Mestre laughed, "Letting, the city of music...the world-famous, we are here...of course it is a trip."

After he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of gentle footsteps on the stage.

Tap, tap, tap.

The footsteps are crisp, gradually clear, getting closer and closer.

"Reding doesn't welcome you rude fellows."

At this time, a slightly low voice came over at the same time, accompanied by footsteps rattling.

After hearing this sound, Meester was not too surprised, as if he had expected it, and laughed indifferently, "After sleeping for so long, it's time to wake up."

He knew who the man came over, and he felt a strong sense of excitement. After waiting for so many years, he was finally coming.

"So it really is you."

After the man walked in, he showed a slightly surprised expression when he saw Mestre's face. He seemed to recognize Mestre's true identity.

The audience also saw the figure at the same time. The man who suddenly appeared on the stage was Redding's king of music and the genius conductor Berto Victor.

At this time, he was wearing a black evening dress, standing tall and slender in front of Meester. The figures and appearance of the two were similar, but they were completely different in temperament.

Victor is dressed with long hair, and his whole body exudes an elegant literary atmosphere all the time. He looks like a natural nobleman, exudes a gentle, comfortable atmosphere, and has characteristics that make people want to be close.

And Meister is different. Although his figure is similar to Victor, the breath exuding from the whole person is very aggressive. Although his eyes always have a calm smile, if he observes carefully, there is still a deep in his eyes. The coldness that cannot be melted, and the looming ferocity.

"What about me?"

Victor didn’t pay attention to Meister’s sarcasm. He tidied up the sleeves of his evening gown. Then he looked up at Meester and said slowly: “It’s impolite to force others to sleep, Metz. special!"

"The appearance has changed a lot, no wonder I saw you on the first side, although I felt a familiar feeling, but I didn't recognize you at all."

"Really?" Meester gave a sneer. "It's not that simple for me to come back this time. I want you to sleep forever."

Hearing these words with infinite murderous intent, Victor glanced at Meester and said, "It seems that this time I come back for revenge."

"Do you want to die in front of all the audience with the veil of hypocrisy, or die silently in the dark."

"These are the only two options you can make."

"You are exactly the same as your father." Victor smiled coldly, "The same innocence is ridiculous!"

As soon as the words fell silent, a gleaming long sword appeared in Victor's hand. The long sword reflected the cold light and pierced towards Meister, as fast as lightning.

Seeing Victor take the lead and pierce the prepared baton with Meester, there was a clang, and the violent metal sound reverberated in the concert hall. The audience suddenly saw the two fighting together, and then they panicked. Lost and ran out of the music hall.

"When you come back this time, you won't be able to run away again." Victor laughed, his body flashed in mid-air, and the long sword in his hand shook slightly, turning into a touch of shock and killing him again.

Meester didn't answer, but carefully watched Victor's attack trajectory. Under the arrogance of the movement, he resisted every attack of Victor.

After a short fight, Meister understood that Victor in front of him was the same as him, he was also a two-color domineering proficient, and his strength was not weak.

"It seems that your strength has improved rapidly over the years." Victor appeared strangely behind Meister, showing a smug smile, and then the long sword in his hand suddenly stabbed behind Meester.

But then he was suddenly shocked, because the long sword stabbed out of the empty air, and Meister's figure instantly turned into a dark shadow before disappearing.

"Demon Fruit Ability?" Victor murmured.

In the shadows, a black light galloped towards Victor with a sharp aura. Victor was stunned for a moment. The long sword in his palm was waving wildly in front of his chest. The huge air current formed a channel of energy, trying to stop him. Meester attacked this time.

Meister pierced up against the invisible energy, and the sharp pointed blade was covered with armed domineering. He seemed to pierce through tofu, directly breaking the energy tunnel formed by this airflow through a huge hole, and his body was light. Escaped.

But the next second, when he was about to pierce Victor's body, Meester felt in vain that the sharp blade in his hand hit a touch of metal, and then a squeaky metal crackling sound spread.

what is this?

Meester was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at the object blocking the baton.

harp?

The piano body exuding golden brilliance is more than two meters, and there is an incomprehensible pattern carved on it. The dense strings are divided on it. There seems to be a special cold glow on the strings, which is reflected by the light. There is a sharp momentum.

A confident smile rose from the corner of Victor's mouth, and the golden harp gently floated in front of him, just blocking the stabbing of Meester's baton, making it impossible for him to deposit it.

This harp looked very gorgeous, like a huge bow, as if it could burst into huge tension at any time.

Meister felt that the weapon in his hand was not moving, and the sharp stabbing was completely offset by the strength of the opponent's harp.

He understands that Victor is a two-color domineering proficient, able to perform armed domineering coverage on the emergent harp, which is one of the reasons why he still has confidence so far.