Don't confiscate my citizenship

The main performance hall of the Icerite Opera House.

The auditorium was almost full, and almost everyone in the hall was chatting lively with their friends around them.

"Xiu Bao's makeup will be extra beautiful today!"

"I think so. The main thing is that she has a good temperament."

Both Antanas and Sinora came with Hyperion.

As they reviewed the rehearsal, they were looking forward to Xiubao's appearance in full dress.

Pranai glanced at the curtain of the stage, then took off his glasses and began to take out his glasses to arrange himself.

In addition to today's performance on Saturday, there will be another performance tomorrow, Sunday, but for audiences like them who have watched the internal rehearsal, it is already like the second performance.

"Antanas, Sinora, please don't spoil the story."

Ifatiya, who was sitting in the front row, turned around and said to her two friends.

She and Thalia had been reluctant to come to the Icerite Opera House to watch the troupe's rehearsal, just to experience the surprise on the day of the official performance.

"Okay, Yifa, don't worry."

Antanas and Sinora nodded repeatedly.

They were worried that Ifatiya would burst into tears later.

There may be some sweet little plots in the middle of today's opera that can make Yifa laugh, but by the end she will probably understand the fact that the half-witch lady is a ghost. She will no longer be able to watch the Cinderella story from beginning to end like she did. He was laughing so hard.

Just thinking about how Yifa would look like waiting, they couldn't help but feel a little sad. Yifa has always been the youngest sister among them. They all took good care of Yifa and couldn't bear to see little Yifa cry.

"By the way, come to the Duke's Mansion for dinner tonight. You haven't stayed at the Duke's house for a long time. Xiubao really wants to have a pajama party with you."

Ifatiya turned around, scratched the back of the chair, and said to Antanas and Shinola in the back row.

She was already planning a celebratory dinner to celebrate the success of the show.

When Thalia was away from Icerita, it was Sinora and Antanas who took turns protecting Hyperion. Now that there is no danger, they are no longer with Hyperion 24 hours a day. Ann was playing, which made Huberian a little lonely.

"No problem, but we both have work tomorrow morning, so we have to go back to Boss Cat's restaurant early."

Sinola and Antanas looked at each other and agreed.

However, they refused to stay overnight at the Duke's Palace.

"See you for dinner then! It's hard work!"

Ifatiya said with a smile.

"good."

Antanas and Sinora breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Ifatia did not ask them to stay in the Duke's Mansion without being kind and reluctant.

"Say we don't want to accompany Xiubao anymore? It's true that we haven't lived with her for a long time. Will she think we are excluding her?"

Antanas suggested to Sinora quietly.

"No, I feel like I won't be able to get married if I stay overnight at Hyperion's place again..."

Sinora covered her face and half-cryed to herself.

"Understand, understand."

Antanas nodded and did not mention this idea again.

She's been victimized too.

"Artemis isn't here."

Sinola remembered that the Ice Witch was always beside them during the rehearsal, but she was not there during the official performance today.

"Artemis seems to have specially requested tickets for the VIP seats in the box today."

Antanas turned back and looked at the high-level box in the distant direction.

The view suddenly opened up, and it was on the other side of the magnificent opera hall - three-story golden boxes rising along the four walls of the hall.

Thousands of dark velvet seats inlaid with gold edges were intact and filled with enthusiastic spectators.

She didn't know which box the Ice Witch was in today.

The tickets for the box are not necessarily as expensive as their current VIP tickets for the first and second rows, but Artis chose that.

Maybe Artis has someone he wants to watch with.

In addition to the four big demons who watched the rehearsal at the Icerite Theater last time, Togliado was also conducting the music behind the curtain today.

Not only has Abigail not forgiven the 20,000 pounds, but she also remembered Tollado's unreliable behavior of not being able to find the devil during the last performance, so she locked Tollado in the theater this time. , he had to work hard today and couldn't go anywhere in the morning.

Togliado seemed to have missed something again. When I came to the theater to see him at noon, his expression was particularly painful.

"Abigail, why are you so cruel to Toliado, as if he owes you money."

Antanas couldn't help but ask Abigail in the front row.

"He already owed me money."

Abigail turned around and answered matter-of-factly.

She was very polite to her other big demon comrades.

"You see, you are very friendly to us all, except for Toliado. Even if he pays back the money, you probably still hate him, but it's not entirely hate..."

Although Antanas could not express clearly, he still expressed his feelings.

Abigail seemed to have been abandoned by Togliado, with arrogant resentment.

Although she was indeed abandoned by Toliado - Toliado ran to the Northern Continent alone after provoking the Bishop of Destruction...

"I won't forgive him anyway."

Abigail just said this and turned around.

Even if their dimensional branch has no worries now, it will not help. It does not mean that she will shake hands with Toliado and make peace.

Antanas was about to say something. She had been curious about the past of Abigail and Toliado for a long time. When she was about to inquire, Plane gestured and stopped her.

"To untie the bell, you must tie the bell."

Plane shook Antanas and spoke for his friend in the demon world.

When the demon world was still there, the special forces led by General Yabo, who was in charge of intelligence, had to sneak into any place from time to time and pretend to be humans in any agency. General Yabo himself was a top-notch hiding master.

Toliado, who was not imprisoned, was good at hiding and falsifying, and had many talents to survive in human society. He had been in human society for a hundred years. Perhaps he was the most understanding of humans among the few surviving great demons, and he should be the first great demon to understand human hearts.

It was because Toliado might know where he was and felt guilty, so he had been muddling through.

Abigail was even more stubborn.

Abigail would never forgive him before he admitted his mistake.

The three great demons were chatting in the back row.

The military gods in the front row have also been looking at the curtain on the stage with long-awaited expectations.

"I'm really looking forward to it, meow."

The twelfth military god, Cat's Eye Stone Bianca, wore a light dress today, and the cat ears on her head stood up straight.

If her cat ears didn't move, the nobles who came to visit Abigail just now would have thought that it was a cat ear decoration on her head.

The orcs are indeed quite rare in the Kingdom of Hutton.

"Bianca, I said there is no need to disguise. They haven't seen you fight, so they won't associate you with the direction of the twelve military gods at all."

The ninth military god, Amethyst Crystal Ryan, sat aside and spoke to her.

Bianca is the most harmless one among the twelve military gods. After taking off the scout's outfit, she doesn't even look very strong.

"What you said really makes sense. You are worthy of being the Marquis."

Bianca smiled and praised Ryan.

Ryan, as the head of the long-standing Griffin Roland Marquis family in the Crean Empire, is the only proper noble among the three of them and has the most experience in international communication and going abroad.

The strongest second military god Obsidian Salon usually only focuses on practicing swordsmanship and rarely cares about foreign countries. He came with them and hardly said a few words.

"Don't mention it."

Ryan knew that Bianca deliberately called him Marquis to embarrass him.

In today's Crean Empire, the balance between civilians and nobles has been brought out as a problem that needs to be faced head-on. It can no longer allow the source of trouble to continue to ferment or divert it like in the period of Saint Bardo the Great.

After Emperor Loren Klantel returned, in addition to the post-war affairs left behind in the international arena, there are still a lot of messes in the country. It is unknown when the busyness will end. After the one-year term ends, the fourth military god Jasper may ask Loren to renew his contract for another year.

"This is the first time I've heard of an emperor signing a contract like this."

The cat boss spoke in Bianca's hand.

The emperor was thinking about escaping to a neighboring country, while the ministers were on guard against the emperor's resignation.

It was like the emperor was a player in a club.

The cat boss originally wanted to stay with Ifatia, but Bianca found it and pulled it over through Abigail.

The cat boss thought it didn't matter where he stayed, so he just stayed with Bianca.

"Loren never chased the crown, it was the crown that chased him."

Bianca lowered her head and said to the little black cat.

Just listening to the little black cat's habit, she felt very close to it, and sometimes even suspected that the little black cat was actually a cub transformed from their cat people.

But she can also turn into a cat. As a cat scout, this is not a difficult skill. If she has a chance to play with the little black cat later, she can also turn into a cat and play with it.

"Originally Ursula wanted to come, but the international situation is still unstable, and we have the important job of following the emperor, so we can only bring her and Elsa to play next time."

Marquis Ryan sat next to him and sighed.

His sister Ursula wanted to come to Ikerit more than he did.

But even if they looked too relaxed now, they were guarding the emperor, not traveling at public expense.

It was just because Loren had his own plans today, so they had an extra day off.

"Is Elsa okay?"

Abigail looked over at them and asked Ryan.

She regarded her junior brother Landry's sister as her own sister. During the days she came to Ikerit, the only person she was concerned about was Elsa who stayed in Brillda.

"No problem, when you and Toliado are not here, the Roland family will take good care of her. She is the daughter of our Roland family, just like Ursula."

Ryan assured with certainty.

Now Elsa knows that her brother needs to work in the Empire's protection agency all year round, engaged in the most confidential military energy research. He will have few opportunities to see his relatives in the future. His life has been dedicated to the Empire, so Elsa may not see Landry for many years.

Although they don't know whether this lie is correct, this is the decision they made after unanimous discussion.

They think that Elsa needs more inner protection at this age, even if it is to weave a beautiful dream for her, she must grow up happily and healthily.

"Then I'll leave it to you."

Abigail nodded with a sense of relief, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.

This may also be what Landry would expect, so he often prays to the goddess of fate like that, not afraid of punishment, just wishing his sister peace.

However, now that she has the protection of the dimensional branch, the friendship of the Roland family of the Ninth Army God, and is also regarded as a disciple of the wolf witch by the Sixth Army God Water Beryl Violet, Elsa will be almost a wolf witch in the Creation Empire in the future. A saintly existence.

"Maybe Elsa and Ursula are also watching the broadcast in Brilda right now."

Bianca remembered that the broadcasting company Brílda Voice of Truth should have obtained the broadcasting rights.

"They will definitely watch it."

Ryan said with a smile.

Ursula always praised the Cinderella story every time she mentioned it. She said it was wonderful when she saw it that night.

He turned his head and looked at the second army god Saron on the other side.

Although Saron said nothing, it could be seen that Saron was very focused.

Even in the ceremony for the protection of the Twelve Army Gods on the day of the National Day Ceremony, Saron was not so interested. Even his hands were trembling slightly and his heart was surging.

"Meow."

Boss Cat looked at the backstage with a slightly worried look.

It is actually very worried about Lan Qi's status today.

He seemed to be hallucinating this morning.

No one knows how far away Lan Lan is from reaching his limit. Maybe a few more twists and turns will completely crush him.

Then the cat boss turned around again.

It felt much relieved when it saw that the biggest change, Thalia, had returned to the audience.

The person most likely to break Lan Qi's mentality is not the hard-working poet, but Tata who relies purely on talent.

"Don't worry, this performance will definitely be a success."

Abigail glanced at the little black cat, seeming to read its thoughts, and said to herself.

Due to her own conscience and professional ethics, it was actually difficult for her to admit the serendipitous success of her last Cinderella performance.

For her, the unrepeatable success has nothing to do with her as a director.

And this time, she will give the audience the best answer and show the true strength of the actor.

Buzz.

With the lighting changes and preview music in the performance hall.

The audience reminded each other, and the entire performance hall fell silent instantly, and everyone turned their attention to the direction of the curtain.

Music played softly in the background of the stage, the lights slowly turned on, and the curtain slowly opened.

…

Backstage at the main stage of the Icerite Opera House.

The space was dimly lit, with spare props and decorations piled in the corners, and only a few small lamps emitting a dim light.

On the floor covered with fireproof carpet, people in work clothes were hurriedly walking back and forth.

As the lingering sound from the front gradually subsided, under the command of Togliado, the staff used short-range intercom equipment to confirm that the stage was ready, and then nodded to the actors.

Suddenly, the orchestra played the prelude, and a beam of light hit the edge of the curtain, illuminating the steps.

Even in the background the sound from the stage can be heard.

Now there are just some prologue performances about the background of the times, aiming to immerse the audience in the atmosphere of the Jihad period a hundred years ago and feel the magnificent and turbulent northern continent.

As the male and female protagonists, Ranchi and Hyperion were dressed up, ignoring the comings and goings of the people around them, waiting for the first scene that was about to begin.

"Huberlian, let's work together later."

Lan Qi walked towards the curtain, and when he looked at Hyperion, his eyes felt more reassured.

Although Hyperion arrived later than he expected, she was still on time.

"no problem."

"Huberlian" said confidently and stepped forward with him.

The light on the stage will be completely darkened later, and when it lights up again it will be the first act. She only needs to sit on the chair in the Governor's room and have the opening dialogue with the Governor.

She couldn't go wrong with something so simple.

The darkness on the stage lasted long after the prologue ended.

Only the deliberately amplified heartbeat echoed in the performance hall.

The light changes and the first act begins.

The scene is a dark gray demon-style mansion bedroom in a noble residence. A dark red velvet sofa and chairs are placed next to the fireplace, where firewood and sparks are crackling.

The spotlight falls on the two.

"This half-demon lady, why are you sitting in my room?"

The demon governor looked at the beautiful figure on the retro sheepskin chair and asked slightly indifferently and displeasedly.

"Because I am your fiancée."

The half-witch noble lady put her hands on her knees and raised her chin proudly.

She seemed to have been in this room many times, and she didn't feel any awkwardness as a visitor. She even regarded this room as her own home.

"..."

Lan Qi's brain hesitated for half a second.

He felt that Hyperion's performance today was a bit wrong.

It was much more joyful than during the rehearsal.

But Lan Qi soon dispelled her doubts. Maybe Xiubao was in a good mood today, so the performance effect also changed. In short, she was having a good time.

"How can you stop pestering me?"

The Demon Governor covered his forehead and turned around to knock on the door.

He wanted to call the housekeeper and ask this demon lady to go back.

Off stage.

"Not bad."

"This actor's acting skills are always online."

"The heroine's acting skills are also pretty good. Is she still the same as the Gray Witch?"

"No matter how you look at it, there must be another actor. This one has a more girlish look."

The brief pause of half a second just now, just like being speechless at the behavior of the half-witch lady, but still maintaining politeness, made the audience immediately admire the governor's vivid acting skills at the beginning.

"Master, did you call me?"

After there was a knock on the door on the stage, the Governor also opened the door, and the old demon butler who was outside entered the room respectfully.

Lanci continued the performance.

"Yes, can you help me ask this half-demon lady to go home?"

He pointed in the direction of the chair and instructed the butler.

"..."

The butler looked in the direction of the governor's finger and looked at the retro sheepskin chair.

He was silent for a moment.

Before the butler had time to look at the governor's son again, he widened his eyes and stared at the figure on the sheepskin chair.

See--

The half-demon lady on the chair had picked up the snacks on the table and started eating.

Fuck.

You are a ghost.

How can you eat!

The actor of the Brillda Troupe who played the butler roared wildly in his heart.

"..."

Lanqi watched the butler's exaggerated acting skills. He didn't know why the butler had to open his eyes so wide, and he also turned his head in confusion.

Until he saw Hyperion eating snacks casually.

""

Lanqi also froze.

He began to sweat on his forehead and his brain began to work frantically.

This sense of déjà vu made him feel as if he was back on the stage of the Brillda Opera House a few months ago, when he was also at a loss on the stage.

Is this a reality show that pranks people? Everyone is teaming up to play a prank on him? And the media is actually filming his reaction?

No.

When Lanqi glanced at Abigail in the audience, he was sure that Abigail definitely didn't play a prank on him.

Because Abigail was also dumbfounded at this moment.

Lanqi couldn't analyze what was going on for a while. He only knew that the familiar feeling came, and now he had to rely on him to save the situation.

"Mr. Butler, why are you staring at my table? Don't you think there are fewer snacks today?"

Lanqi was sweating and trying to express himself.

The voice was dragged out, trying to guide the butler to understand what he meant.

"Ahaha, yes, I just noticed that the snacks in your room have become inexplicably less. I'll go get you more."

The butler laughed dryly twice and continued the play that Lanqi handed to him.

He was amazed that he was indeed the actor chosen by Director Abigail, and he could make it up in an instant.

He not only made the "ghost eating" into a supernatural phenomenon, but also successfully covered for him, allowing the butler to explain in person that he looked in that direction just now because there was less food in the room, not because he was looking at the half-witch lady.

"Master, I'll take my leave first."

The butler bowed his head and saluted to the governor, hiding his panic in his eyes.

"Go."

The governor shook his head, as if he could see the butler's stupidity but couldn't care less.

The butler's avoidance of the young lady had already indicated in disguise that it was impossible to invite the young lady, so he could only let the butler go out.

"Master, do you feel that the room is a little cold?"

Before leaving, the butler could exhale mist while standing at the door.

"In winter, it's normal."

Lanqi just said this while holding the door panel, trying to calm down.

The intensity was so high at the beginning of the first act, and he was not sure what unexpected situations would happen in the next play.

But he had to perform well today no matter what.

If there was a stage accident, people would leave one after another, which would disrupt Loren's schedule and rhythm.

On the stage, he had to try his best to stabilize the expectations of all the audience.

"Okay, then I'll take my leave."

The housekeeper bowed and left quickly as if escaping.

After a few seconds, only the demon governor and the half-witch lady were left in the bedroom again.

"..."

The half-witch lady stared at the demon governor's expression, her eyes full of curiosity and expectation, as if she was waiting for how the governor would answer her and where he would take her to play later.

Seeing that the governor didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, she stood up like a winner and stared at the governor.

"Let's do this. As long as you can solve the puzzle and find out who cursed you and caused you to forget me all the time."

The copper floor lamp was beside her. She pointed at the Governor and smiled,

"By then, even if you still can't remember me, I will convince the family not to let you worry about this engagement anymore!"

The lampshade was painted with little ghosts of the demon purgatory, chasing each other, as if a love comedy full of youth storms was about to be staged.

...

In the audience.

Antanas and Shinora leaned back in their chairs leisurely and ate snacks, watching the performance on the stage with focused eyes.

"Is it an illusion? Why do I feel that Hyperion has a bit more willful flavor?"

Antanas has not read the original book, so he can only refer to what he saw during the rehearsal.

Now it looks like a pure comedy style.

And Ranchi was obviously defeated by Hyperion just now, but other audiences who don't know Ranchi didn't see it and thought it was all choreographed acting.

"Hey, did Abigail ask them to act like this?"

Sinora was also thinking.

As we all know, there will definitely be differences between the rehearsal version and the official performance version.

So far, the plot has already undergone some minor changes.

And not only Hyperion, but also Lanqi and the housekeeper's acting skills have been exaggerated by Hyperion, making the overall style more comedic.

"Is it that Hugh Bao is a comedy genius? This is no longer a comedy at the script level, right? She brought out this absurdity at the performance level."

Antanas now couldn't help but look at Hyperion with new eyes.

The two chatted quietly while appreciating quietly.

They didn't notice that Abigail in the front row was pressing her hands on the armrests of the seat like she had just finished a roller coaster ride. Her shoulders were shaking and she couldn't say a word for a long time.

More than ten minutes later, the first act ended.

The scene on the stage changed. The demon governor had already explained to the butler and said goodbye.

He took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat on his cheek, and took the half-witch on the journey to the demon academy.

That is, the half-witch insisted that she and the governor had common memories.

The corridor of the demon academy looked classical and gorgeous. The dim light was filled with the fragrance of ancient wood, with a hazy sense of magic from the depths of time. The end of the road in the distance was always swallowed by darkness, with only unknowable secrets.

"You said, this place can evoke my memories?"

In this corridor, music echoed in the empty corridor, mixed with howling and singing, lingering around the governor and the half-witch, like a prelude to pursuit and escape.

Even though the scene of the Demon Academy made the audience feel a little spooky and weird, the Governor and the Half-Witch on the stage were still calm, as if they were not afraid of such a degree of terror because of the Half-Witch, a character with her own atmosphere.

"Yes."

The Half-Witch nodded with 100% certainty and stood in front of a door with her hands on her hips.

The dark marble floor was painted with golden patterns, and the two stood on the carpet with demon flower patterns.

"But there are no photos of us here, how can you prove that we have been to this music classroom together."

The Governor stared at the large classroom with the door number for music and asked the Half-Witch.

"Look, the music classroom is full of ghosts."

The Half-Witch just shook her head and pushed open the sealed classroom door.

When the projection of the classroom was displayed on the stage, the scene inside also came into the audience's eyes. Compared with the tiered classroom, this place was more like a wide theater.

The ornate lighting, the red velvet seats, and the solemn stage are like the reflection of the Ikrit Opera House. Countless illusory figures from another dimension appear, overlapping and unable to distinguish individuals, just like a choir.

One of the specialties Tata had eaten in the Person Kingdom was ghost bread. When Lanqi took her to the Person Demon Realm, she had eaten ghost bread. Now these cute guys inside the door look like ghost bread.

"Do you know that I once caused this?"

The demon governor looked at the classroom like the sound of hell with a stern face. When he saw the half-witch's salivating look, he almost broke his stamina in an instant.

At this time, it is reasonable to create an atmosphere of horror and suspense to pave the way for the final reversal.

However, now he only feels that they have opened the door of a cooking classroom.

"Yes, I was there at the time, so they would be afraid of me when they saw me."

The half-witch took a step towards the classroom and swallowed again.

The ghost saw her and began to retreat, maintaining the same fear of her as the governor.

"..."

The demon governor frowned, looking at the hungry half-witch, as if he was doubting something.

How could they not be afraid of you?

And, Hugh, are you so hungry today?

It seems that Hugh's performance today is slightly off, but the overall style has gradually gone away.

Lanqi is a little scalp numb now.

He doesn't know if he can successfully end it in the end if he continues to perform like this.

"These ghosts don't know they are dead, they just keep singing."

Miss Half-Witch continued.

"Okay, then I believe you initially - I may have forgotten you. But I still can't completely rule out that this is a scam. After all, I really can't remember my memory of you. I will investigate with you until we find conclusive evidence."

Lanqi can only take one step at a time.

His brain was overwhelmed, and he was still desperately thinking about how to better save the foreshadowing that was about to be exposed in the front of this play, and slowly approach the end.

"Let's walk the road we walked together again, and you will see more traces of us."

The half-witch laughed excitedly.

They explored the past in the demon school.

After a long time, the part of the Demon Academy in the second act was about to end, and the preparations for the third act of the deserted mountain castle began.

The scene gradually came to the next scene amid the applause of the audience.

A cold wind blew on the stage.

This was not the biting cold of winter, but the fresh and cold breath when breathing on the top of the mountain.

The scene was in a desolate and dilapidated castle.

This was the banquet hall on the first floor of the castle, and at the same time, it looked like an ancient sanctuary.

The magnificent organ, which was nearly several stories high, occupied the entire back wall. Some of the pipes were upright, some were bent, some were golden, and some were plain and elegant, arranged in different shapes and levels.

The most conspicuous position in the center of the hall was occupied by a grand and spacious long table. The silver candlesticks had been extinguished for a long time, and the brown oak carved dining chairs on both sides of the long table were in order.

The governor blocked the dining cabinet at the first time.

He was afraid that Miss Half Witch would go to look for food as soon as she came to the scene.

And he did find from Miss Half Witch's eyes that she was indeed looking for food in this scene.

"What's here?"

The governor put his hands back into his coat pockets, mist floating at the corners of his mouth, and asked the half witch vigilantly.

"Do you feel the curse in this castle? You can feel uncomfortable as soon as you walk in."

The half-witch lady pursed her lips, but subconsciously shifted her gaze to the sideboard behind the Governor.

There was clearly some snack there, but Lan Qi seemed to be guarding her against touching it.

She was actually a little nervous at first because she was on stage, and she thought she would feel at ease by taking a few bites of the snacks at hand. Moreover, she thought that the plate of snacks was what Abigail was going to give to Hyperion, so she started as usual.

At first glance, this old castle seems like a scene where you can’t just rummage for food.

She's not stupid.

She only felt that Lan Qi was inexplicably rude.

"This is indeed a cursed castle. Why is its curse so familiar..."

The Governor put his hand on the table and glanced at the half-witch while sensing,

"Is there really a curse on me, and I just fell under this spell unknowingly?"

he said to himself.

"I'll just say it's your own problem. You can definitely search for the curse on yourself. You just didn't believe it before."

The half-witch puffed out her chest and crossed her arms.

Now it is both review and court session.

"Feel sorry……"

The Demon Governor should have felt guilty for wrongly accusing the half-witch, but seeing the half-witch's behavior, he felt that he shouldn't feel guilty anymore, and his blood pressure even rose a little.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that at that moment, he had subconsciously thought of the half-witch in front of him as Tata.

This is obviously Hyperion.

It's a young girl.

It was impossible for him not to feel Hyperion's magic power and aura.

"Hmph, if you still can't remember me by then, I won't pester you. After all, it's not like I can't get married."

The half-witch lady said proudly.

"..."

The demon governor did not answer her.

He was hesitating as to what emotion he should show.

Now in the eyes of the audience, they may have become happy enemies who like to bicker.

"Idiot, why not think carefully about the clues to unlock the curse? Only in this way can you think of me, right?"

The half-witch approached and raised her hand to caress the demon governor's cheek, but stopped when she was about to touch it and took it back.

She turned sideways, as if she felt they shouldn't be so close.

She didn't even want to show her affection for the Governor.

"The curse should be broken. There is no curse that can last for such a long time unless it is constantly affected by the environment or is continuously cast."

The Governor nodded and murmured with dull emerald green eyes.

He was so frightened by the half-witch's hand just now that he thought she really planned to touch him.

Only in the last scene does the Dimensional Bishop impose a simple space barrier, which makes the governor and the half-witch feel like they are in a different space and unable to touch each other even if they try to hug each other.

"so?"

the half-witch asked him.

"So the demons around us must have cursed me and want to destroy our family's marriage. We can narrow the scope of our investigation and we should return to the city now."

The demon governor's eyes focused and he answered.

"Let's go to Archduke Horst's house to investigate."

The half-witch also answered excitedly.

At the end of the chapter of "Holy War Romance", the half-witch and the governor will discover that it is actually the demon Archduke Horst who is causing trouble, and by the end of the show, the governor should have come to some conclusion in the castle.

Lan Qi must have forgotten the lyrics just now, but luckily she helped to make up for it.

"???"

Lan Qi looked at her in disbelief.

Not sisters.

Where did Archduke Hoster come from?

Is there a role for Archduke Hoster in this operatic version of Holy War Romance?

"That's Archduke Hoster."

The half-witch blinked at him, as if trying to remind him.

"Then - it's up to you."

Lan Qi agreed to her with a trembling voice.

He can't resist the half-witch now, and if he continues to fight, he will really get into trouble.

After searching for clues among the castles on the cliff, they once again set foot on the road back to the city.

In order to match their atmosphere, the originally melodious and melancholy piano sound gradually became humorous.

The performance hall was filled with cheerful notes. As the tune rose, the addition of brass instruments and string instruments made the music more grand, smart and relaxed, like a jazz performance on Broadway.

…

In the audience, Antanas watched intently, her frowning expression full of confusion.

"How do I feel that they are really going to find the murderer who cursed them?"

Antanas was confused.

Even though she had seen the rehearsal and knew the answer to the puzzle, now she only felt that she could really find the murderer.

The show in front of the theater starts from the third act. Whenever the governor is about to take the half-witch away, the half-witch can tell many clues like a detective, forcing the governor to draw some inferences.

"Lanchi looks like he's in jail."

Sinola also felt that Lan Qi's state was very wrong.

The end of the original plot is indeed the demon governor and the half-witch lady fighting the demon prince, that is, capturing the culprit who cursed them.

But in the plot modified by Abigail, they should be unable to solve the puzzle. Not only can they not find the spell caster, it is even as if the spell caster does not exist at all. Instead, they imagined a demonic world. conspiracy.

Lan Qi seemed to be led astray, and had to cooperate with Xiubao, running further and further away.

But Lan Qi should also know that making the atmosphere of the story branch so joyful lacks the necessary foreshadowing throughout the whole process, and finally tells the audience that it is a tragedy. The audience may not be able to match the emotions and just feel that it is very abrupt, forced tragedy or even Could turn a smooth landing into a crash.

During the performance, the governor and the half-witch frequently interacted and bickered, causing the audience in the performance hall to laugh.

Especially Ifatiya, she is smiling happily now, as if she has regained the joy she had when watching Cinderella.

"Giggle!"

What Ifatiya likes most is the plot of happy enemies.

"Look at Xiubao's performance, it always makes brother...Lan Qi sweat. No matter how you look at his jailed expression, it's really funny!"

Epatia spoke to the black-haired beauty beside her.

The black-haired beauty also covered her mouth with laughter.

"Xinola, do you feel that Xiubao seems to be possessed by Tata today?"

Antanas turned his head and asked Shinora.

If Talia hadn't been sitting not far away, she would have thought that the one on the stage was Tata.

"You think so too?"

Sinora met Antanas' gaze in surprise.

Turns out she wasn't the only one who thought so.

Lan Qi on the stage must also be puzzled.

I can't even figure out what's going on.

"general……"

Antanas wants to ask Pranay, but probably only Pranay can see the truth at this time.

However, as soon as Antanas leaned over and looked at Shinora's side, he found that Pranay was missing.

"Where's your brother?"

Antanas asked Sinora.

"Brother seemed to have gone to the toilet just now."

Sinola looked in the direction of the aisle. She remembered that Pranay had just left without saying a word.

"Eh...?"

Antanas' expression froze.

She looked timidly at Abigail in the front row.

After taking a closer look, I realized that the aura on Abigail's body had become quite terrifying, and the veins on the back of her hands were beating. It seemed that the play was all an accident, and nothing was the same as her choreography. of.

Antanas swallowed and did not dare to speak.

She could only look at the stage.

Witness this disaster as it continues.

Now she couldn't imagine what Lan Qi was feeling on stage at this moment.