After walking around outside for a while, I came back and found a magic healing assistant iǎ follower Jeluka. 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, making a child like it can be called the nǎi dad halo effect, so what if you can seduce a nǎi nv by just turning around?
The aura of the Duke of Beasts?
After uploading the information about the props, I thought about it again and again, and then took on the follow-up task of arranging the props. If I had to rely on myself, I would definitely not be able to complete these trivial things, but with a Jeluka beside me, all problems It seems to be solved easily.
Don't forget the news you just acquired. This pornographic escort 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, the commander-in-chief, who had an important responsibility, left the tent again, holding the same stack of props and information in his hand.
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 by searching in the warehouse. However, since it involves various ethnic tribes with different styles of culture and art, many performance props that symbolize the characteristics of ethnic tribes are naturally not so Easy to prepare.
There are also quantitative dilemmas. For example, for a dance, no matter how casual it is, there must be certain requirements for the dancers' clothes. Like this "because something happened unexpectedly, please prepare twenty sets of identical dance costumes for us." Is that okay?" The request really made people unable to help but lift the coffee table angrily.
Suddenly, what the hell. You knew it would make people difficult, so you didn’t bother to change the program before the show started. Just follow the original arrangement and perform the stunt of breaking walnuts with your butt. You bastard, you see, we have all prepared carefully. A super-hard walnut that has been in the sun for three years, and even added a surprise for the audience, making a steel ball that looks exactly like the walnut and sneaking it into it.
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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? No matter how hard you work, you can eat the bitter fruits you sow.
Among them, Jeluka played an important role. As a dance knight who is also worshiped and sought after among the elves, which are known as the artistic race, her knowledge is indeed incredible. When the props cannot be solved, not only Many useful compromise suggestions were provided, and even the script was able to be modified more appropriately after just 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 clever woman to make a meal without straw.
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 of realizing her self-worth or something else.
At this time, 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 few sneak peeks.
"Oh oh oh——"
I exclaimed. If I remember correctly, the story performed on the stage now should be adapted from a certain novel about knights, because when Sarah was still young (although she is still very young now), she liked to hear me tell her some stories. The knight said, in order to make the little angel happy, I have really done a lot of evil, 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 his 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. He fell on the stage in a pool of blood and made no sound.
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 felt like I was being cheated. It seemed that I was not the only one. Someone in the audience had already angrily thrown stones at the stage. Could it be that book? The author of Knight's Story?
"I say, if you're not used to it, don't watch it in the first place."
Emerging from the crowd that was about to explode, I reluctantly 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 there. Being among them, for those who are timid and afraid of life, especially those who are very afraid of contact with men. As for Jeluka, the expression on her face was as if she had just received 500 gold coins from the elders at level 1 and then stepped out of the novice village with the intention of leveling up and getting equipment first, but she was blocked by someone who should have appeared at the end of the game. The big devil blocks 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 would go crazy , then God’s birthday will become a massacre day.
"No problem, it will definitely explode later than His Highness the Prince's."
At this time, the maid who still complained about my pornographic jokes gradually turned rosy after taking a few breaths of fresh air.
She probably wanted to stay in my arms, so she simply didn't leave. She just raised her head and blinked her sparkling eyes, which were as full of mystery and knowledge as amethyst. They could feel each other's breaths so close. At a distance...
Complaining to each other.
Normally in this situation, isn't it the right thing to talk to each other about your love? You bastard, give me back 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 and saw that the elves' performance should have started about ten minutes ago. No wonder just now, I suddenly felt that many spectators were walking 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 running 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 was indeed very deceiving, it was precisely because of this that it gave me a desire to continue watching.
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 was complaining, her body was still being dragged forward by Jeluka involuntarily. She had no choice but to say that she was a pseudo-field master and I was just a mood-level iǎ druid.
And I can feel that Jeluka, who is walking hand in hand through the streets like this, seems to be very happy...
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 show prepared by our alliance as the organizer is finally about to begin, and the story that Vilas and I have to tell, performed by our two precious daughters and Kajie, is also among them.
Let me see, the show of the two little princesses is... well, pretty 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."
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 confusion it is, I will not have the slightest confusion
I clenched my teeth, my forehead was sweating, my arms were shaking, and 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 will definitely be several times larger than usual. In the long run, it will obviously be 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 were still pouring in. Before the performance even started, the audience was already bigger than the elves' performance in the morning. More than double.
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 show to start.
"Artoria, are you here too?"
Arturia, whom I hadn't seen for almost a day, sat down next to me. Behind me were the maidservant I had just parted with at noon, and Beiya, the little girl from the Elf Tribe.
"Akara nǎinǎi 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 grand God's Birthday planned by Akara nǎinǎi can be learned from I have gained a lot of experience, and in the future, I also want to hold a similarly grand elf festival."
Arturia said this rather ambitiously.
Spiritual 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 knight-in-waiting, also quietly cast a look of contempt. ——I know you are such a stupid prince, you don’t even know what an elf sacrifice is.
"Although it may be a bit arbitrary, 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 this girl control knight would make him change from yesterday. I couldn't sleep at night, 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, Iǎ Fox, Chris, Mu Aodonggua, the old drunkard, the 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, a 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 stared straight at her with her charming eyes.
"The first play was actually made up by you idiot."
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 him.
Hum hum, have you finally discovered it? You guys.
I raised my chin arrogantly, hummed softly, and reminded everyone with arrogant eyes that Jeluka is not the only literary and artistic young man around you.
"Humph, 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 has a deeper understanding of my [unconstrained] thoughts, twitched his cute fox ears and sighed heavily.
As he spoke, the performance on stage was already in full swing.
I saw 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.
"Hold on, Seiyako"
"Don't worry, Ziji, 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."
"Shunnv, 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 young ladies 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 generals of the sea under the Sea Emperor," the seven dwarves said in unison.
For some reason, Arturia, who was sitting nearby eating popcorn, had the golden stick on her forehead poking my head desperately again.
"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 shadow, a petite girl wearing dark armor, wearing a red hat and holding a meal basket slowly walked out, looking at everyone on the field with deep eyes.
"Pluto.iǎRed 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 is completely meaningless, 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" iǎ Red Hat hugged his subordinates who fell in a pool of blood, crying.
"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"
"All die, the forgiveness of the dawn goddess"
"Already...completely trapped." Looking at Da Dou 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 punch.
The stage has completely turned into an indiscriminate fight. For example, the seven dwarves chopped down the three dwarf archers who were their companions, and Shunv exploded her sister Huina's anus with a nebula chain...
Unexpectedly, the audience in the audience watched it with gusto. 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 my notebook some of the people who had beaten me up just now.
"Xi Lusi's performance is about to begin."
Vilas shyly raised her lips and breathed softly in my ear.
"What?"
I quickly shook my head, woke up, and looked up to see that almost an hour had passed before Tianli fainted.
These guys are really ruthless.
Vilas gently helped me on my shoulders, her face always blushing.
"Woo, do you really want to act?" She wailed in embarrassment.
"I fully understand how you feel, but this is Akala nǎinǎi'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 viewers watching. What a big challenge it was for the shy girl. Just being able to stand here was enough. Not bad.
"Okay, okay, I caught up."
At this time, Linya and Lena actually rushed over.
"I worked hard to complete the next work and spared half an hour, hehe~~~"
Sticking out her tongue 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 quieted down, and today's major performance finally began.
In a hurry, I ignored Lena's weak protest and directly hugged her delicate 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, appeared as majestic as a handsome prince.
Why? The degree of restoration of this costume is so high. I had the same outfit at that time, but with the same clothes, Xilusi looked like a pretty prince dressed as a girl, while 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 clear again in my mind. My eyes looking at the stage were hazy, as if I had passed through time. Bound by time, he once again returned to the time when the monster attacked the village seven years ago.
This chapter was a bit confusing. It could have been written better and more full of complaints. As expected, it was still disrupted by yesterday's accident, and I couldn't keep up with my thoughts. I was very dissatisfied with this chapter.
I hope tomorrow's chapter will return to normal. A certain revenge that has been planned for a long time will be staged. But don't look at Rogge Third's stingy level of care. All the accounts are written down one by one. It's in the book, haha. A
