Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1028 1010. Intelligent brain, recording a beautiful life

When several actors stand on the stage under slightly dim but atmospheric lighting conditions, people in the audience who have watched their performances before, or are loyal viewers of a certain actor, will start to applaud and cheer.

This is true for several people in a row, but the intensity of their applause and cheers differs.

But when the actor who played the leading role came out, there was a moment of astonishment below the stage.

Because the male protagonist has put on a special cloak, his figure is much taller than that of an ordinary person!

The top of an ordinary person's head is just on his chest.

"Is this Ebrard Reza? Impossible! Let him take off his hood!"

"I've met him! I even bought him a drink! He's not that tall. Are you looking for the wrong person?"

Questions and comments from the audience were like the fluttering of flies' wings.

But everyone in the troupe did not answer, respond or explain. This is also part of the performance.

Amid a buzz of doubt, the show began.

Dandelion gave himself the title of an eyewitness, but he did not place the background of the drama before the start of the Battle of Sodden Hill.

After that experience, even he wouldn't think it could be a comedy that everyone would be happy with.

He directly chose the final climax of the war, the Battle of Sodenmont.

The stage could not express how cruel and dangerous the battlefield was at that time, nor could it even express the sheer number of people.

Due to the performance format and performance conditions, this drama could not make Lan En feel amazing or addicted.

However, when the actors on the stage want to express as much as possible the tragic fate of the soldiers on the battlefield at that time, and the impassioned emotions in this tragedy,

He still couldn't help but recall those scenes.

War has a devastating impact on a person's mind.

Even though Lan En had seen many interstellar-level battlefields through [Memory Diving] in his previous life, he had to admit it after experiencing it personally.

——The war reshaped his spirit.

If it were an ordinary person, the war would bring him pain that could never be erased or appeased throughout his life.

A soldier may be startled and suspicious all his life, and his stress reaction may even cause him, who is used to killing, to hurt his own relatives.

But Space Marines are enhanced humans born for war.

Lan En was not defeated in the war. The enhancement surgery of this interstellar human empire strengthened more than just the human body.

This surgical process also involves the control of human hormone levels and the adjustment of human brain waves. The war could not defeat Lan En, but only made him feel a burst of discomfort and fatigue.

Even after going to the New World for a period of 'activity and rest', Lan En's mental endurance even improved significantly.

Later, even when facing the doomsday and the depressing and twisted world of fire, Lan En's mental state has always been relatively stable.

What really impressed him was not the cruelty of war, but the beautiful qualities that were still born in that cruel mud.

The calmness in the face of death, the persistence of knowing that life is precious but still determined to sacrifice for something, the yearning for post-war life, and people's sadness for the death of life.

These things can overcome the fear of war and leave traces in Lan En's heart.

After watching Lan En and Chapelle finish talking, Geralt also sat next to them.

He rested his elbows on his knees, bowed his body forward but raised his head, watching the performance on the stage in fascination.

He is not Lan En, who has experienced the wave of entertainment in the information age. I have seen grand scenes created using computer special effects and realistic props.

He was born and raised in China, and the drama at this time was in line with his viewing habits.

He did not experience the final battle of Sodden Mountain at that time. Lann had already sent them out of the border of Cintra before. Logically speaking, there shouldn't be that many feelings.

But when Dandelion wrote this script, he inevitably mixed in what they actually experienced on the battlefield before the war.

So as a witness, Geralt naturally fell into it.

"Who do you think of?"

Geralt's eyes did not move, but his low and hoarse voice gently asked Lan En beside him.

At this time, on the stage, an actor wearing a simple version of the black armor of the Nilfgaardian army was raising a prop sword and stabbing the helpless civilians.

His sword was easily blocked by the sudden appearance of a tall figure amid a burst of exclamation.

This is a description of the protagonist, but when Lan En looks at the stage where his story is being described, his eyes are not focused.

"Who else could it be?"

Lan En's tone was very relaxed, but it sounded like he was pretending.

"Our common, great friend. Haxo, a sissy who used to be just the palace steward. He spoke in an artificial way, powdered himself, sprayed perfume on his body, and had to clean up all the acne on his nose."

"But at the last moment of his life, in order to let people remember the tragedy that happened in that land, in order to let the world hear the screams of the victims, he endured torture and shouldered the sin, and was braver than anyone else."

"But he doesn't seem to be called great." Geralt narrated calmly.

"The war records he wrote were preserved and later cited as historical materials by many people. But his name was not prominent."

"Don't say such silly things that make people laugh, Geralt."

Lan En was as calm as Geralt, but with a bit of seriousness.

"If greatness is only linked to fame, then what's the meaning of the word? The most frequent words in people's mouths are either 'fuck you' or 'shit'. What? Is this considered great?"

Geralt was silent for a moment, then sneered.

"Hmph, you're right."

On the stage, tall heroes defeated the Nilfgaardians like gods, and there was a black wave representing the Nilfgaardian army.

The wave was made of black cloth.

Dandelion's story is full of twists and turns and captures people's emotions.

Accompanied by the singing of music and poetry, even the most casual audience members felt frightened and suffocated by the black 'wave' on the stage.

But then the appearance of the 'tall hero' inspired confidence, and even after the Nilfgaardian army was defeated, they couldn't help but cheer and give a standing ovation.

People stood up and clapped, covering the three people on the bench.

The cheers could be heard on Novigrad Street outside the gate of the slaughterhouse. The windows of the second-story buildings on the street were opened, and the residents inside looked curiously at the location of the slaughterhouse.

There should have only been the screams of pigs, cows and sheep before they died.

"Had I not personally read your war record, I would probably have thought that Dandelion's script was written like a flattery."

Chapelle also applauded sincerely, but did not stand up. He said next to Lan En.

"But this is also why Bishop Hemelfat asked the spies in the city to track you."

Halfway through, he suddenly asked Lan En in a tone hoping for confirmation.

"Did you know? Hemelfat once participated in the meeting between Nilfgaard and the North to sign an armistice treaty as a mediator."

"After he came back, he was very worried. He even stopped going to casinos and brothels many times. Of course, he owed a lot of money because of this."

"No, I don't know."

Amidst the noisy applause and cheers, Lan En shook his head.

"But I think you are hinting to me that at the armistice treaty signing meeting, some countries, or a group of people, secretly formed a coalition against me?"

"I didn't say that." Chapelle denied flatly. "In fact, based on the information I saw from my position, at least Bishop Hemelfat didn't get the slightest hint. But you have to admit it, Lan En."

"Intelligence about you is in high demand right now, in demand everywhere."

Chapelle did not continue, he believed Lan En understood completely.

If there is a secret alliance formed to target him, it can only mean that those people are secretive and powerful.

But that’s about it.

But if no one organized these things at all, but everyone did it spontaneously and in unison, this would be a more terrifying act.

Because this represents the rise of a trend and trend.

Conspiracies can be cracked and targeted because they are shady, but how can the trend be stopped?

The conspiracy is like two businessmen engaged in a business war, but the trend is like the collapse of a country's currency exchange rate.

Everyone wants to take a bite, even their own citizens.

This is not a heavyweight scenario.

But Lan En understood what Chapelle meant and was not too nervous.

He shrugged: "So, I have also prepared a response strategy. We will see now."

Dandelion sets the tone of the play as a 'comedy', which, in addition to having a happy ending, must also make people happy in the process.

Now that the exciting war process has been told, the drama on the stage has shifted to another atmosphere in a very smooth process.

At the end of the battle, 'Tisaya' played by Lady Irina walked out.

Needless to say, the large opening on the chest of this costume and the regular appearance of the rest of the costume give it a very Tissaya-ascetic feel.

From the moment 'Tisaya' came on stage, the music and accompanying poems changed their style.

Even people who don't often watch comedies or listen to poetry can feel that the atmosphere becomes soothing and subtle.

At the same time, the audience under the stage also changed from being excited and moved to laughing weirdly or covering their faces but spreading their fingers in their eyes.

Lan En's face began to turn dull.

Geralt, who was sitting next to him, made a meaningful "Wow~Wow~" sound.

On Lan En's retina, a small symbol from the video suddenly appeared in the corner.

On stage, perhaps Dandelion designed the movements? ‘Tall Hero’ and ‘Tissaya’ struck a very difficult yet beautiful pose.

They kissed intoxicatedly, and looking at the actions the two of them performed, with their hands roaming around each other's bodies, it was obvious that they didn't mean 'just kiss'!

Dandelion, the bastard, obviously used designed actions to hint at a deeper relationship between the two of them!

BYD gave me eye drops, right? !

"Wow~Wow~"

There was another weird sound, but this time it was not coming from the person next to me, it was happening in my mind.

At the same time, Lan En, who realized that Mentos was going to cause trouble again, immediately discovered the video sign at the edge of the viewing angle!

He didn't even use it for a moment, he was immediately ready to close his eyes and turn his head.

I won’t watch it anymore. I think you, a biochemical brain, can record a hammer!

But obviously, Mentos is tough this time.

"Zhi Nao, record the beautiful life. This is also my responsibility, sir. This is your first time to watch the dramatic performance of medieval civilization, and it is of great record value. Of course, if you refuse to record with this camera, then this camera can only be borrowed from you. Use your brain’s imagination to complete the current scene in the future and maintain the integrity of the record.”

The implication is: If you don’t allow me to record ‘official history’, then I will be free to write ‘unofficial history’.

Listening to Mentos's British butler accent that he had specially trained, Lan En felt as if a big stone had deflated in his chest.

It feels good when being served with this tone, but when being criticized by this tone, I feel so angry! But I always feel that being angry only makes me look inferior, and I lose!