Chapter 1,206 The Show Begins

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After walking around outside for a while, I came back and found Jeluka, a magic healing assistant and follower. I don't know if it was a big gain or if it was similar to the effect of stepping on the Great Decline God in Monopoly.

So much so that after returning to the command tent, Linya and Lena were surprised to see Jeluka following behind, and both expressed their admiration for the strong cohesion exuding from me.

However, to make children like it, it can be called the daddy halo effect, so what if you can seduce a little maid by turning around in a circle?

The aura of the Duke of Beasts?

After handing in the prop information, I thought twice and took on the follow-up task of arranging the props. If I had to rely on myself alone, I would definitely not be able to complete these trivial things. But with a Jeluka beside me, all problems seemed to be gone. It will be solved easily.

Don't forget the news you just acquired. This dirty maid is known as a gorgeous dance knight. She must have a lot of experience in these jobs.

Even Xilusi and Aikelu, who were unable to help, served everyone tea and water in the command tent, healing everyone's fatigue with their smiles. As the temporary commander-in-chief, I also wanted to try my best to help Linya and Lena relieve their fatigue. Some workload.

Soon, I was carrying a heavy responsibility and left the tent again, holding in my hand the same stack of props and information.

Then, there were a hundred soldiers who were responsible for running errands.

The work that followed made me deeply feel how hard-won a performance is. Ten minutes on stage and ten years of hard work off stage are not only about the actor's acting skills, but also various preparations.

If it is a common prop, you can still find it after a little searching in the warehouse. However, since it involves various ethnic tribes and has different cultures and arts, many props are naturally not so common.

There are also quantitative dilemmas. For example, in a dance, no matter how casual it is, the clothes on the dancers must have certain requirements. Like this "because something happened unexpectedly, please prepare twenty sets of identical dance costumes for us." That's all." The request really makes people unable to help but lift the coffee table angrily.

What a fart! You know that it will make people difficult, so don't change the program on a whim before the performance starts. Just follow the original arrangement and perform the stunt of crushing walnuts with your butt, you bastard! You see, we have carefully prepared ninety-nine super-hard walnuts that have been exposed for three years, and we even added a surprise for the audience, making a steel ball that looks exactly like the walnut and sneaking it in! ! !

cut!

Simple props can be prepared immediately. There is no shortage of good carpenters, blacksmiths, and tailors in the camp, but there is no way to do something more complicated. We can only change it through other methods, or even modify the script. There is no way, who let these bastards grow old? Play on a whim, eat the bitter fruits you sow.

Among them, Jeluka played an important role. As a dance knight in the elves, known as the artistic race, and also worshiped and sought after by countless elves, her knowledge is indeed incredible. When she cannot solve the props, she not only Many useful suggestions were provided, and even the script was modified more appropriately after a brief glance.

Although it's just an upgrade from third-rate to second-rate, it's not that the director is incompetent, it's that the actors are incompetent, and it's hard for a good woman to make a meal without rice.

A morning of running felt like a battle with a domain-level monster. I almost died from exhaustion, but Jeluka was in high spirits. I don’t know if it was because she had realized her self-worth or something else.

Part of the performance was already in full swing. Taking advantage of the opportunity to prepare, we blended in with the crowd and took a sneak peek.

“Oh oh oh————!”

I exclaimed. If I remember correctly, the story performed on stage should be adapted from a certain chivalry novel, because when Sarah was young (although she is still very young now), she really liked to hear me talk about some chivalry novels. In order to make this little angel happy, I worked hard, so now I can see it at a glance.

It's just...should I say original or something? The story was supposed to be about defeating the Dragon King at the end, reuniting with the lover who was kidnapped at the beginning of the story, and welcoming a happy ending. However, just a few minutes into the story, the protagonist seemed to be knocked down by a monster outside the village.

Instead, the kidnapped lover began to gradually adapt to his new identity, and then started an overt and covert battle for favor with the other women in the Demon Dragon King's harem.

It turns out to be a palace drama, you bastard! ! !

After reacting, I couldn't accept this kind of divine unfolding. I immediately felt like I was being cheated. And it seemed that I was not the only one. Someone in the audience was already angrily throwing stones at the stage. Could it be that Knight? The author of the novel?

"I say, if you're not used to it, don't watch it in the first place."

I emerged from the crowd that was about to explode, and I helplessly patted Jeluka who was curled up in my arms with a pale face and trembling lips.

There are naturally a lot of people on God’s birthday. Even if there are seven stages, no matter how deceptive the stories on the stage are, there will still be at least a few thousand people standing. Being among them, for those who are timid and shy, especially those who are not good at interacting with men, For Jeluka who had been in close contact with her, the expression on her face was as if she had just received five hundred gold coins from the elder at level 1 and then stepped out of the novice village with the intention of practicing leveling and buying equipment first. The big devil who just appeared was blocked by the brave man halfway.

However, my face just now was definitely paler than hers, and I was more scared than she was. I was afraid that this stupid maid would run away accidentally. In this place full of civilians, if Jeluka went crazy, what kind of god would it be? Day is about to become Massacre Day.

"No problem, it will definitely explode later than His Royal Highness's ***."

The maid who didn't forget to complain about my dirty jokes even at this time, after taking a few breaths of fresh air, her face gradually turned rosy.

She probably wanted to rely on my embrace, so she simply didn't leave. She just raised her head and blinked her sparkling eyes, which were as mysterious and intellectual as amethyst. They could feel each other's breaths from close by. at a distance...

Complaining to each other.

Usually in this situation, isn't it the right thing to talk to each other about your love? You bastard! Return my innocent bastard! !

"Speaking of which, your performance over there will start soon. Is it really okay not to go and see it?"

I looked at the program schedule. The performance on the Elf side should have started about ten minutes ago. No wonder just now, I suddenly felt that many spectators had left around me.

"No problem, they are all professionals and can't make any mistakes."

Like a lazy cat, Jeluka squinted her eyes comfortably and showed a confident smile.

"And I arranged all the scripts and dances. There is nothing more boring in this world than an author going out of his way to see his own work."

"Please apologize to those boring people you big idiot!!"

Although I don’t know why I refuted it like this, in short, I feel that I have to say it in order to make some people feel better.

"It's time, I have to rush to the next stage and see how the props are arranged."

Jelu took my little hand and started to trot involuntarily.

"Ahem? I still want to see what the ending is like."

I cast my eyes on the stage just now with a reluctant look. Although the plot is indeed very deceiving, but because of this, I have a desire to continue watching "Will the ending be even more deceiving?"

Could it be that... those artists on stage who seem to have only third-rate acting skills and IQ are actually scary guys who deliberately set up such a deceptive development and controlled the audience's psychology?

Even though she complained willfully, her body was still dragged forward by Jeluka involuntarily. She had no choice but to say that she was a pseudo-field master and I was just a little druid at the state of mind level now.

In the constant running back and forth, the extremely tiring morning passed quickly and we finally got a break at noon. Then, the highlight of the afternoon was about to begin.

That's right, the dance performance prepared by our alliance as the organizer is finally about to begin. The stories that Vilas and I have to tell, performed by our two precious daughters and Kajie, are also among them.

Let me see, the show about the two little princesses is... well, quite low.

By the way, what about the performance of Aleus and I? Where is the first step to save the world with singing?

I remember it was also scheduled for the next day...

I searched for today's program three times from beginning to end, but I couldn't find it. Finally, in the evening of the fifth day, almost at the end of God's birthday, I found my program.

Wait, who on earth moved my show to the fifth day?

I angrily set my heart on the coffee table, and immediately found a quill, intending to rearrange the order of the programs so as not to affect my conquest... ahem, no, the pace of progress to save the world.

"Brother Wu, the program has been arranged. Even you can't change it randomly."

At a subtle moment, Linya appeared and held my arm holding the quill tightly in her arms.

Are you planning to use a chest weapon to attack? For the sake of this universe, no matter what kind of temptation it is, I will not be confused at all!

Gritting my teeth, sweating on my forehead, and shaking my arms, the quill in my hand, driven by my belief, gradually moved closer to the paper at a little by little speed.

"Brother, are you thirsty? Have a drink of water."

"Sir, you have been busy all morning. You must be hungry already. I have prepared your favorite food for you."

The appearance of powerful reinforcements made me raise the white flag in just an instant.

If you think about it carefully, at this point in time, it can be regarded as the finale performance. Although it is a little late, the audience at that time is definitely several times more than usual. In the long run, it is obviously more beneficial for you to take the first step to conquer the universe. step.

I found a reason to convince myself, and then I took the cup from Sarah's hand and the lunch box from Vilas' hand with peace of mind, and reveled in the depth of my arms in the exciting [Grand Canyon].

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, the Alliance's performance was about to begin. Tens of thousands of spectators had already gathered in the audience, and large groups of spectators continued to pour in. Before the performance even started, there were already more spectators than the Elf performance in the morning. More than doubled.

It can be seen from this that the data about the degree of support of our alliance in the hearts of the people is quite optimistic.

Veras and I had already appeared in the special seats, eating popcorn bought from the audience while waiting for the performance to start.

"Artoria, are you here too?"

Arturia, whom I hadn't seen for almost a day, sat down next to me, followed by the slutty maid I had just parted with at noon, and Beja, the little girl from the elf tribe.

"Grandma Akara personally prepared the show. If you don't come to see it, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Arturia nodded to us with a smile and cast her eyes on the stage.

"I heard from Jeluka that you traveled to many places this day. What's wrong?" I leaned close to her ear and asked softly.

"Firstly, it is to complete the assigned tasks, and secondly, it is also for learning."

"study?"

"Yes, although in our clan, God's Birthday is also a very important festival, but for us, there is an even more important Elf Festival. This unprecedented God's Birthday planned by Grandma Akara can be I learned a lot of experience, and in the future, I also want to hold the same kind of elf festival."

Arturia said this rather ambitiously.

Spirit... spirit sacrifice?

I seem to have heard of this term, but I really don’t have much impression.

As the prince of the elves, I felt tremendous pressure at this moment. Standing behind Artoria, Jeluka, who deceived the world with a serious and upright look as a maid knight, also quietly cast a look of contempt—— I know you idiot prince, you don’t even know what an elf festival is.

"Although it may be a bit willful, on the day of the Elf Festival, I still very much hope that Fan can attend."

When I came back to my senses, Arturia was looking at me unblinkingly with her majestic green eyes that made people dare not look into them.

"As long as the task at hand is not too urgent then, I will definitely make time to participate." In response to Artoria's request, I can only make this maximum commitment.

"This sentence is enough."

A smile that was more dazzling and pure than the sun bloomed from Artoria's beautiful face.

While the two of us were chatting, people came over one after another.

For example, Carlos and Seattle. I can understand Carlos coming. After all, there is Kajiel's program. If it were not for the mission, I am afraid that the excitement and expectation in the heart of the daughter control knight would make him change from last night. I couldn't sleep, so I came here early to wait.

But this guy from Seattle...he doesn't look like someone who likes watching dramas.

Although I know very well that just like a cold and cruel guy with crazy blood, who actually hates violence in his heart, this guy Seattle Occasionally will see a shocking scene of him sitting under a tree reading a book, but I I still can't accept such a contrasting setting in my heart.

Immediately afterwards, Tia, Little Fox, Chris, Mu Donggua, Old Drunkard, Old Man Farah, these guys who wanted to see and those who didn’t want to see also appeared on the stage one by one. It seems that this show organized by the alliance has summoned the power of It's really quite amazing.

"I heard that there would be a guest performance from our dwarf family, so I reluctantly came over to take a look."

Mu Aodonggua said shamelessly.

"Oh, are you playing the role of a winter melon on the roadside?" Farah, the old enemy, immediately made a sarcastic comment.

"Shut up, you old man. Look at you, you're as thin as a stick. Even if you were asked to play the role of an old locust tree on the roadside, the audience would think that there are too few beards on it. It's not fake." Muradin replied disdainfully. One sentence.

"You are such a dwarf. Even if you chop off your limbs, you are just like a pickle jar." Farah, who was stabbed in a painful spot, held his sparse beard that was left in distress and cursed loudly.

At this time, the performance on the stage has begun.

"Huh?"

From the second seat from the left, the little fox's voice of surprise rang out. She stared at the program list in her hand, as if she had seen something incredible, and then she stared straight at him with her charming eyes.

"The first play was actually made up by an idiot like you."

Everyone also showed a dazed expression and quickly looked at the program list in their hands. Sure enough, after the first play, the name of the screenwriter was clearly written by himself.

Hum hum, have you finally discovered it? You guys.

I raised my chin arrogantly and hummed softly. Jeluka is not the only literary and artistic young man around you.

"Huh, it was just copied from some novel anyway." Beiya, the little girl who always likes to fight against me, judged this way.

"No, if that's the case, I'll be relieved..."

The little fox, who had a deeper understanding of my [unconstrained] thoughts, hugged his head and sighed.

At this time, the performance on stage has fully unfolded.

Among them were five girls wearing bronze armor that did not resemble the style of the Dark Continent. They were staggering around, with blood flowing from the corners of their mouths. They seemed to have suffered some serious trauma. Not far away lay a barbarian with an arrow in his chest.

"Hang on, Seiyako!!"

"Don't worry, Zi Ji, I won't fall!"

"Bingli, hold on, I'll help you right away."

"Leave me alone, Huina, rush forward, we don't have much time left."

"Nv Shun, the light is right in front of you!!"

"We must...!!" The five scarred but strong-looking girls said in unison.

"We must save our God of War Kratos!"

"Long live Sparta!!!!"

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I saw the stunned people stuffing the popcorn in their hands into their noses.

"Junior Brother Wu, is it my imagination? The fallen barbarian was named Kratos or something. Why does he look familiar?" Seattleik pointed at himself depressedly.

"That's not the case, I swear in the name of God." I looked directly into Seatke's eyes without any guilt.

Seattle Ke angrily grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it as if to vent the unknown depression in his heart.

"Five brave warriors, I will not let you succeed. I will never allow the God of War to be resurrected."

At this time, a new enemy appears.

A beautiful girl wearing gorgeous armor, a white princess costume, and a crown appeared on the stage holding a trident, followed by seven fully armed dwarves.

"Who are you?!" The five girls were shocked.

"Poseidon." The gorgeous girl said these four words majestically and elegantly.

"Poseidon. Snow White!!"

Big Dwarf: "Swordsman."

Two dwarves: "Lancer."

Three Dwarves: "Archers."

Four Dwarves: "Cavalry."

Five Dwarves: "Magician."

Six Dwarves: "Assassin."

Seven Dwarves: "Berserker."

"We are the seven sea generals under the Sea Emperor!!" The seven dwarves said in unison.

For some reason, the stupid golden hair on Arturia's forehead was poking at my head as she was eating popcorn.

"Hmph, let's stop playing house here. Let me end this battle."

One wave comes after another.

"Who is it?" Poseidon and the five girls shouted at the same time.

"Hades!!"

From the shadows, a petite little girl wearing dark armor, wearing a little red riding hood and holding a small meal basket slowly walked out, looking at everyone on the field with deep eyes.

"Pluto. Little Red Riding Hood!"

"And us, the three giants of the underworld!!" Three warriors, one man and two women, jumped out from behind her.

"Wild Wolf!!"

"Cinderella!!"

"Farmer's Daughter!!"

"The third guy's name has no meaning at all, you bastard!!!"

Beya, who couldn't bear it and went crazy, shook my shoulders desperately and started complaining. Others were mechanically stuffing popcorn into their eyes with dull expressions.

"Don't you think such a confrontation between the three strong men is very interesting?" I wiped the foam from Beiya's face and persuaded me earnestly.

"Let's keep reading."

At this time, the fierce battle on the stage had already begun. The first to fall were the three giant wild wolves of the underworld. Who put the numbers of this side at a disadvantage?

"Wild Wolf!!" Little Red Riding Hood cried while holding her subordinates who fell in a pool of blood.

"Lord Pluto, in fact, the murderer of your grandmother was... was..." The wild wolf tilted his head and fell down before he could finish his words.

"Look at my infinite sword system!!"

"Turn them all into meteors for me, Pegasus Meteor Fist!!"

"Death to all of us, forgiveness from the goddess of dawn!"

"It's... completely messed up." Looking at the chaos on the stage, Vilas, who was sitting next to him, smiled bitterly.

"What's the final script like?"

"Let me think about it...well, that's right, until there is only one person left standing." I shook my head triumphantly.

As a result, he was beaten with an inexplicable flurry of punches.

The stage has completely turned into an indiscriminate brawl. For example, the seven dwarves chopped down the three dwarf archers who were their companions, and Shunnu exploded her sister Huina's anus with a nebula chain...

Unexpectedly, the audience in the audience watched it with great interest. They probably thought that such a battle was quite interesting, and it was better than the cliche plots in knight novels.

By the way, the final result is total annihilation.

Finally, I was shaken awake by Vilas beside me.

"Sir~~~Sir~~~"

"What...what's wrong, Vilas."

I held my still bruised cheek and secretly wrote down in a small notebook some of the people who had beaten me up just now.

"Xi Lusi's performance is about to begin."

Vilas shyly raised her mouth and breathed softly into my ear.

"What?!"

I quickly shook my head, woke up, looked up at the sky, and saw that almost an hour had passed before I fainted.

These guys are really ruthless.

Vilas was on the side gently rubbing my shoulders, her face always blushing.

"Woo, do you really want to act?" She wailed in embarrassment.

"I completely understand how you feel, but this is Akala's bad taste, and I can't stop it."

I looked at the girl in front of me with sympathy. My own experience had to be performed on stage, and there were tens of thousands of spectators watching. It was such a big challenge for her who was shy. Being able to stand here was already pretty good. .

"Okay, okay, I caught up."

At this time, Linya and Lena actually rushed over.

"I worked hard to finish the next work and spared half an hour, hehe~~~"

Sticking out their tongues playfully at me, the two girls chose their seats and sat down, looking at the stage attentively.

After staring at the stage for a long time, Lena suddenly noticed something and came to me with a red face, asking to share the view.

Ahaha, it turns out that my Lena also has her natural moments of silence.

At this moment, the noisy crowd suddenly fell silent, and today's big performance finally began.

In a hurry, I ignored Lena's weak protest and directly hugged her petite body, placed it on my knees, held hands, and opened up a shared view.

At this moment, Sirus, who was dressed as a woman and dressed in a leather armor cloak, as majestic as a handsome prince, appeared on the stage.

Why? The degree of restoration of this costume is so high. I had the same outfit at that time, but with the same clothes, Sirus looked like a pretty prince disguised as a man, and I looked like a tubal.

Seeing scenes of familiar plots unfolding on the stage, I couldn't help but be filled with emotion. Those memories that were already somewhat vague began to become increasingly clear in my mind. My eyes looking at the stage were hazy, as if I had passed through Bound by time, he once again returned to the time when the monster attacked the village seven years ago.

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This chapter is a bit confusing. It could have been written better and full of complaints. As expected, yesterday's accident disrupted the rhythm. I can't keep up with my thoughts. I am very dissatisfied with this chapter.

I hope that tomorrow’s chapter will return to normal. A certain revenge that has been planned for a long time is about to be staged. But don’t underestimate Rogge Third’s stinginess and pettiness. All the accounts are written down in a small book one by one. It's up, haha.

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