Bab 83: Too Primitive!

I was visibly shocked, my mind froze for a moment.

When I finally settled my chaotic thoughts, I gazed at the crack on the piano keys again, tilting my head sideways.

I could not think straight.

It was difficult to do so.

After all, how did the piano key have that clean cut?

Furthermore, the pressure I put when tapping those keys should not have been sufficient to sever it.

Hell, even a Warlock could play it to their heart's content without being afraid of destroying the piano.

Much less cleaving it in half.

'So, how?'

Clap! Clap! Clap!

A round of applause snapped me awake as I hurriedly turned my head to my right side.

It was Sophie, and…

'Who is that girl?'

"That was amazing, Elder Brother! Your sonata is!"

I stared at her, tilting my head, then finally attempting to recognize the girl through my memories.