Mystery: The Star Key

at this time?

Why?

Ignatius was a little confused at first, but soon he figured out the key.

——He successfully "fooled" other people's beliefs.

Unlike before, it just deceived other people's "eyes". This time, he "fooled" a group of people on the basis that no one else knew he was a master juggler.

Moreover, he also played the role of "Juggler Master" strictly in accordance with the rules of juggler masters he summed up.

First, do not do unprepared performances.

Second, interact with the audience, let the audience immerse themselves in the performance and not notice the reality of my tricks.

Third, get and enjoy the audience's applause.

Although the "rules" have just been released, Igna has always strictly followed these rules to perform master tricks.

Each of his performances is carefully prepared according to the object; and enjoys interacting with the audience, the tricks are never broken, and there is never a lot of applause.

So, logically speaking, he is already an excellent juggler, so the digestion of the potion called "Juggler" is a matter of time.

It's just that the incident just now may have accelerated the process of digestion.

Igna looked at the figure that Yuffie left, reached out and touched his chin:

"So, a master of tricks who can only deceive the eyes is not a master of tricks;

"A master of jugglers who can fool beliefs is a master of jugglers?"

It didn't seem to be accurate enough, but Igna felt that he had touched the doorway.

"Just now, strictly speaking, it can be said to be a 'master of juggling', or it can be said to be not a 'master of juggling'."

"After all, in their perception, I'm not a juggler. In their eyes, I may just be a weird uncle with a 'Merlin's seed'."

"Well... So, don't just limit the performance of the 'Juggler's Master' in the circus, but extend the 'Playing Code' of the Juggler's Master to life?"

"A juggler is not just a profession, but understanding the true meaning of a juggler's performance is the essence?"

Igna couldn't help but fell into deep thought, but before he started to think carefully, his clothes were pulled by the people around him.

"Brother Dalot, what's wrong with you?" Ignat looked down and saw Rachel, who was pouting and blinking at him.

When she first started performing, she came to Igna, and watched the whole performance.

I should also see Yuffie kissing herself...

So now the child is pouting, is he jealous?

Igna looked at Rachel with more certainty.

He grabbed Rachel from the ground and held it in his hands. At the same time, he took out a flower from his arms and handed it to Rachel.

"I was thinking that the performance just now was a success." Igna laughed, without concealing what he thought just now.

He looked at Rachel and asked, "What does Rachel think?"

"Well. It's not bad." The little adult Rachel nodded and commented with a solemn finger, "It's a trick that Brother Dalot has never performed before, it's very powerful."

"If you don't know, you are the most powerful trick master in our puppet circus, I would have thought that 'Merlin's Seed' was real."

Hearing the little girl make such a "professional" evaluation in a childish voice, Ignat smiled knowingly.

He smiled and continued nonsense according to the real settings: "It's true, do you want to try it?"

"Can you?" Rachel asked with big eyes, "but you only have thirteen. If it's true, don't waste it on me..."

"Merlin's seed itself is only for those who are destined. Rachel has seen it today, of course."

"Come on, stretch out your hand."

Walking back to Starlet, Igna put down Little Rachel who was in his arms.

He touched the "seed" in his arms, and Rachel had consciously put her hands up.

Igna smiled and threw all the seeds into Rachel's hands. Rachel didn't need Igna's teaching, so she memorized the "spell" that Ignat had just said without a single word.

Covering Rachel's hand, Igna added various special effects with the ability of a master juggler in her little palm.

Unlike the children just now, Rachel understands him very well.

He knew that Rachel's family were all believers of the Evernight Goddess. They lived in Tingen before. Her sister was nine years older than her, and she had an older brother...

Although Rachel and her sister Diana lost all their relatives in the war, leaving only the two of them to depend on each other, the two sisters are still strong enough to live on their own...

At the end of the trick, Igna put a bunch of Sleeping Flowers in Rachel's hand when she wasn't paying attention.

"Wow—" Little Rachel exclaimed in a low voice, "It's the goddess' flower! And it's so beautiful, so much!"

"Yes," said Igna, with her flaxen soft hair, "Congratulations, the Sleeping Flower is the goddess's favorite flower. It represents tranquility, tranquility, and intelligence."

"Well, very much like you." Igna commented.

Little Rachel also held the flowers and smiled happily.

"It's a good trick." Starlet's deep whale-like voice sounded in Igna's ear.

"It's true," Ignatius retorted.

Although, Igna also knows that refutation is useless. In the eyes of adults, the master of juggling is of course "fake". There is no need to argue. Even if you can't see the reality of the trick, it's all fake.

"Well, it's true." But Igna heard Starlet say so.

Ignat looked at Starlet in surprise.

It's not what the quiet, focused, and unanimous opinion, rather stubborn ex-sailor would say.

"My daughter also often says that master jugglers are 'miracle masters'. They can always create endless tricks from nothingness. It can only be a miracle, not a 'fake'."

"Master Trickster is just a pretense for such a bluff." Starlet grinned and smiled a little ugly.

"Although I know it's false, since you say it's true, then it's true."

Then Igna heard a story he didn't expect.

He had always known that Starlet was a sailor in the Royal Navy, but he never knew that his army was stationed in Balam before. I have never heard Starlet talk about his wife and children, although according to reason, at Starlet's age, there should be at least three children.

However, the fact is that Starlet has only one daughter and lives in Constant.

The little girl and the child's mother lived in the port with a decent salary, looking forward day and night for Starlet to return to the kingdom after her service period.

The ending of this story should be the same as the family story of every ordinary Loen naval sailor before.

Starlet returned home after serving his term, reunited with his wife and daughter, took a generous salary, found a new job, and enjoyed a happy family.

However, the war started.

As the largest trading city and port in the eastern part of the Loen Kingdom, Constant faced the soldiers in the war launched by Feysac and Intis.

Starlet's wife and daughter did not survive.

And Starlet himself, in the process of rushing to the rescue, lost his right leg.

"...Peggy and Bernice have always loved circus performances."

"Especially Peggy, she likes master jugglers very much. She calls you 'miracle masters'. In her letter to me, she also agreed with me that she would go to see the circus and master juggler's performances with me."

Starlight twitched the corners of his mouth as if he wanted to laugh, but in Igna's opinion, it wasn't much better than crying.

Although he has long speculated that today's performance is of extraordinary significance to Starlet.

But I didn't expect it to be for such a reason.

Ignatius restrained the slight stagnation in his throat, coughed lightly, pointed to the pendant Starlet had been holding in his hand, and asked politely, "Can I take a look?"

He noticed that during the performance, the pendant had been pinched by Starlet. He also noticed that it was the same chain he hurriedly tucked into his pocket this morning when he called Starlet.

"..." Starlet didn't speak, but he had already handed over the pendant.

As Igna thought, there is a small photo hidden in the pendant. It is an ordinary-looking but gentle woman and the little girl in her arms. The little girl is holding a windmill in her hand and smiling. very happy.

Her hand stretched forward slightly, as if she wanted to hand the windmill to the person outside the picture.

"Is this Peggy?" Igna asked softly after watching for a while.

"Yes, Peggy is wearing a floral dress and holding a windmill, and Bernice is wearing an apron and earrings and a necklace. But when the photo was taken, Peggy was still young, if she was still..."

Starlet closed his mouth before he finished speaking.

After a while, he took the pendant from Ignatius.

After taking it back, Starlight didn't put it in his clothes pocket immediately, but took another look, another look.

Then, he rubbed his eyes and rubbed them again.

Then, he suddenly looked at Igna, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The windmill in Peggy's hand turned into a cluster of blooming sea orchids just now!

He also witnessed the blooming process of sea orchids!

"What's the matter?" Igna leaned over for unknown reasons.

Then, his reaction was even bigger than Starlet's, his eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly into a small circle.

"Huh? How did this happen, how did it become a hydrangeas?? I remembered it as a windmill when you gave it to me just now??"

Starlet didn't pay attention to what Ignatius said. Instead, he glanced at the pendant box and Ignar's face again and again, and finally even carefully wiped the peel with his fingers.

It still hasn't changed!

Damn it, the photos I've watched for two years have changed at this moment!

It was obviously a supernatural event that made people think deeply, but at this moment, Starlet actually felt that his eyes were sore as if he had been punched.

He sniffed twice, just to hold back the tears that were about to roll out.

"Your acting is too bad, Dalot." Starlet's voice was a little choked, but he laughed out loud.

"What acting skills, what are you talking about?" Ignatius is still what you are talking about, I don't know what happened.

"Shouldn't it be time to see how this photo is like this? It's weird, it was clearly a windmill just now!"

"Your acting is so bad, Dalot." Starlight repeated, "Who else can do it but you? You are the only one who has touched this pendant!"

"…"

This made Ignat unable to act. The trick he performed just now was really unprepared, just a layer of simple illusion, and the foreshadowing was not well done, but there is no need to point to the nose like this to tell the truth.

"I really don't know what's going on. Don't talk nonsense." Ignatius opened his eyes and said nonsense, "How can I have this ability? This is a photo! Who can change something that has never been seen before? photo."

"Okay, okay, you don't know." Perhaps moved by Igna's stubborn spirit, Starlet didn't insist any longer.

He looked at the pendant in his hand again, and a clear smile appeared on his dark face.

Starlight handed the pendant box in his hand to Rachel, who had been wanting to lean in and take a look.

Then, he said softly in a voice that no one noticed.

"Thank you."

"No thanks." Igna replied in his heart.

…

Ignat looked at Starlight and Rachel, and the question he was thinking about just now seemed to have an answer all of a sudden.

——How does one qualify as a true master of juggling?

In fact, whether it's a circus or a street performance, all the "performers" who watch it know it's fake or don't know it's fake.

In the eyes of the juggler, they are all "fake".

Sooner or later, his audience will know that it is "fake". UU reading www.uukanshu.com

But he's still going to perform.

-Because, as long as the audience is willing to believe for a moment, then it is a miracle.

The trick may be fake, but at that moment, happiness, emotion, expectation, and hope are all real.

In fact, no matter who they are, they all have expectations for "miracles" in real life.

No matter how small it is, as long as it happens, it is a "miracle".

It's a miracle that Merlin rebuilds Conston. It's a miracle that the impossible trick happened.

A juggler is such a "professional" that uses "deceiving tricks" to make people believe that there are still "miracles".

"Of course, preparation before the performance and feedback from the audience are also essential."

"The performance of the master juggler can't be revealed. If he wears it, what kind of 'miracle' messenger is he?"

Igna looked at the two in front of him.

Rachel was holding the Sleeping Flower in her hand, and was chasing Starlight to ask questions. Starlet's expression still looked serious, but he still explained everything he knew to Rachel carefully.

Looking at them, Igna couldn't help but smile.

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It will be pushed up tomorrow. Thank you very much for the second chance the editor gave me~

However, I can't keep up with my manuscripts. In order to ensure the quality of the update, I will not engage in any update activities (.)

P.S The plot will be relatively slow in this period of time. I found a few friends to try it out, and they all reported that the rhythm is not very good, and they are actively changing.

Because I have made some plot attempts, so... please bear with me during this time. If you feel bored, keep it. If you don't like it then you can jump and watch.

If you can remember to come to the book friend circle, just say cheers to me (waves a handkerchief with tears)