Chapter 91: Hans Dickson

In the warm April of early spring, the lush greenery of the forest adorns the rugged mountains with vibrant hues. From afar, the varying shades of green intermingle like a soft and beautiful green carpet gently draped over the hills. Dozens of guards, riding tall horses, escort four carriages as they slowly make their way up the tranquil and secluded mountain path.

On this day, the Countess is leading the women of the household up the mountain for a picnic. The fresh air of the outdoors is filled with the fragrance of flowers and grass, mingled with a hint of earthy scent, refreshing the senses with each breath.

Selena suddenly focused her attention and said, "Hmm, I think I hear the sound of a violin?"

Indeed, as she spoke, everyone gradually began to hear a faint, ethereal violin melody, drifting gently into their ears. Slowly, the sound became clearer, as if the musician was approaching them.

Miranda, upon hearing the first note of the violin, was struck as if by lightning, left spe