If there is a dragon in the territory, please avoid it.

"Why panic, something to say!"

Klaume took a deep breath, trying his best to calm himself down, and at the same time comforting himself in his heart, if there was a problem with the box containing the pre-sale tickets, the army guarding the shadows would rush up at the first time.

"No, those two boxes of tickets have all been destroyed!!" "

What do you say? You say it again??" At

this moment, not only Klaum was shocked in place, but even the members of Moore and the Yamiu troupe were stunned and blinked, as if they couldn't believe their ears.

"Commander ... Those two boxes of tickets... It's all destroyed!!" Once

again, the person who came almost cried out.

Klaum turned around very stiffly and looked towards Eren with eyes that were almost murderous.

"What did you do?" On

the other side, everyone turned their fierce eyes equally nervously.

"Mr. Klaum is really forgetful, and we have been discussing the issue of sowing discord here. Of

probably all the people present, only Eren calmly spread his hands as if nothing had happened.

But Klaum obviously didn't buy it: "Did you find someone to do it?" This

time, Claume almost squeezed out of his teeth.

However, Allen just smiled indifferently: "Mr. Claum came to refund the ticket so openly, even the imperial army was invited, isn't it to ensure that nothing is lost?" "

You..."

In response to Alan's leisurely reply, Klaum only felt a block in his chest, and then left a vicious look, and hurriedly snatched the door out.

Outside the door, the two carriages that accompanied them were intact, and there was no change in the entourage, and in the night, there was no noise as if some kind of accident had occurred.

In front of Klaum's eyes, the calm was surprisingly calm.

"What happened?" Perhaps

because of the environment, Klaum gradually calmed down, but casually asked, and all the group pointed to another place without daring to answer.

There, there was a figure half-kneeling on the ground, his body constantly trembling, and he was still chanting words in his mouth.

In front of him, two large boxes that were supposed to contain all the advance tickets were emitting a faint fire, accompanied by bursts of dust and smoke, as if all combustible things had been burned.

Klaum's gaze turned, and at a glance, he saw that all the tickets had burned out, but at this moment, he seemed to suppress all his anger, and just asked coldly: "Cindy, what's going on."

And all Claum got was a series of trembling voices and a constantly trembling body.

"Commander ... I do not know...... "

Cindy, you are my most powerful assistant and the most trusted person around me, don't worry about anything, I won't blame you for anything, say, what happened?"

I do not know...... I really don't know..."

Once again, the same trembling voice sounded, and with that dazed expression, it seemed that he could only say this sentence.

At this time, the person who had just entered to report also rushed over: "Commander, don't be angry first, listen to what I said, just now when we were about to move the box and unload the ticket, Cindy, who was in charge of this matter, didn't know what was wrong, suddenly took out the fire crystal from his pocket, lit it and threw it into two boxes, we don't know why he did this, but no matter how he asked, he kept saying the same thing, like..."

It's like encountering some great fear..." "

Hmph! Fear? Joke, you have been following me for so long, what have we been afraid of in the Holy Wing Troupe!?"

"Commander, do you think someone bought Cindy..."

"Hmph! Buy? Do you think a poor boy who will cheekily go to other people's banquets to eat and drink, and can only go to the lowest tavern to drink juice, can buy us people?

Commander, you are talking about... Then we..."

"Take Cindy back first, and then interrogate her carefully when it is back to normal."

The

young man who burned the ticket was taken away, but Klaum did not leave, gritted his teeth, and rushed back to the hall of the Grand Theater of Nareon.

"Oh, Mr. Claum, is it really the reminder from me?"

was met directly by Claume's leisurely smile.

"You must be the ghost!"

Klaum's sudden roar, causing Eren to frown.

"Mr. Claum, in an empire with laws, everything is about evidence, but for the sake of the last banquet, I don't account for this slander.

I tell you, as soon as I give an order, the army outside will immediately rush in and take you down!"

"You... What the hell did you do? By the way... If you hadn't done it, why would you have invited me to that kind of place for no reason!" "

Then why would Mr. Klaum willingly sit there for an afternoon..."

Allen's unhurried rhetorical question suddenly made Claume speechless for a while, only the wrinkled fat flesh on his face trembled inattentively.

And at this time, even if he didn't know what happened, but already understood the ending, Moore coughed very solemnly: "Both of them are people with status, the Nareen Grand Theater is not a place to quarrel, if Mr. Claume can't get the ticket, then please come back, of course, after cooperating for so long, I won't mind Mr. Klaum's unreasonable request."

"You... You guys are in a gang!!"

Klaum yelled out again, but apparently, he had made the wrong target.

"If Mr. Claume insists on this, I am afraid that it will affect the future cooperation between us, come here, and ask Mr. Claume to leave."

"You... Don't think I don't know..." Anger

usually makes a person lose his mind, and for Klaum, although this anger has just been suppressed, as long as he sees Alan's face, he unconsciously begins to rush with anger.

"Commander ... That's Mr. Moore..." Fortunately

, the young man who had just reported rushed in again and pulled his arm repeatedly, which made Claume swallow back the unfinished words.

Obviously, to offend Moore without a bottom line, even the Holy Wing Troupe cannot withstand such a result.

"Commander ... Let's leave first..."

You remember to me, this time is not over!" Like

the villain in the movie, Klaum made a cruel remark as he was leaving, but for Allen, it was naturally the left ear in and the right ear out.

"Mr. Klaum, please wait a minute.

Unexpectedly, Allen stopped him.

"Mr. Allen, if you start a fight again, I will also ask you to leave.

"Don't worry, Mr. Moore, I just want to say thank you to Mr. Klaum."

Eren squeezed his eyes faintly towards Moore.

Thanks

? Why thanks?

Maybe that's something that confuses everyone in the room.

But what... Allen also considers himself a very sensible person.

Klaum's tickets are gone, which means that even if the first performance of the Yamiu Theater Company is canceled, it will also receive the equivalent of the full profit, because these tickets were originally sold under the title of Hamlet.

Perhaps there has never been such a thing in the history of the Narain Grand Theater, but since no one will refund the tickets, then all the proceeds that have been deposited will be completely in accordance with the prescribed process of this theater.

To put it another way, that is, Klaum personally contracted the entire show, and for Alan, how could he not thank this extremely generous boss...

After Allen briefly explained some reasons to the members of Amiu, everyone said that it was very reasonable.

So, before Claume was about to leave, Eren waved his hand, and all the members of Amiu bowed deeply to the location of the fat figure in unison.

"Thank you boss!!! "

Hmm... The voice was loud and the feelings were sincere, and Eren was satisfied.

Of course, after this sound echoed in the theater hall that became quiet again, everyone only saw that the fat figure was no longer motionless, only the young man accompanying him carried him, and rubbed out step by step towards the door with great difficulty....