Son of the Tower

Chapter 398 What do you want

Mars woke up, and he found himself sitting in the theater, surrounded by lights, but there was only one dancer dancing silently on the stage.

"Welcome to the Great Woodland Song and Dance Troupe, Mars, should I call you Mr. House, or Mr. Gayatt." Ms. Lin Thuringian walked over, her footsteps echoing in the empty theater It is very clear.

"Just call me Mars, is my surname important to me?" Mars stood up and said, then turned and looked behind him, standing at the entrance and exit.

"Nie!" Mars widened his eyes.

The little Snow Leopard girl in front of him smiled, and Mars looked at Nirvana in front of him, and soon he felt something was wrong—this Nirvana was not the Nirvana he was familiar with, and her eyes did not have the white psionic spots that Nirvana had.

"I'm not Nirvana, it looks like you recognize it." The mysterious girl who was very similar to Nirvana said with a smile.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect you to be so similar to the people I know." Mars bowed his head, stroked his chest and saluted.

The girl smiled and waved her hand: "It's okay, the Dalindi Song and Dance Troupe transcends time and space, I'm just an ordinary dancer."

"I'm a singer." Mars quickly introduced himself.

"Okay, I'm leaving, young Mr. Singer." The mysterious girl left after finishing speaking.

Mars looked at Mrs. Lin Thuringian: "Madam, she is..."

"Just like you, she is a member of the Great Woodland Song and Dance Troupe. She is not in the same era as you, and it is even impossible for you to see her again. When you were very young, she has already returned to the river of soul." Lin · Madame Thuringian told Mars about the girl's future in a cold and flat tone.

Mars was silent for a while, and finally sighed: "Madam, why did I come here this time?"

"This is the home of every singer. If you want to come, you will definitely come here. So, can you tell me what you want to know." The lady sat down beside Mars after speaking. beside.

Mars was silent for a while, and asked something about Tbilisi: "You said, what ability would allow a giant to deceive everyone."

"Actually, you know the answer, don't you?" Mrs. Lin Thuringian replied with a smile.

This answer made Mars smile in silence: "How could I know the answer? It is precisely because I don't know that I wonder if the song and dance troupe will have the answer."

"But you really know, think about it carefully." Mrs. Thuringian stood up after speaking: "You can continue to rest here, or you can watch the solo dance of the dancers on the stage."

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When Mrs. Thuringian left, Mars leaned back in the chair, he was wondering, because she said he knew the answer.

But how could he know, if he knew, he wouldn't have to come here.

Thinking of this, Mars thought of that mysterious girl again. She... could she be Nie's mother who died young?
Nie said that she is very similar to her mother, but... that is too similar.

Thinking of this, Mars sighed. He thought of His Excellency Ryan. Seeing his daughter becoming more and more similar to his dead wife, he must have been in great pain.

Mars stood up at this thought, he wanted to chase out, and wanted to ask the girl.

But when he left the theater door, he found that he had entered the rest area of ​​the brightly lit theater. It was also cold here, and the girl was standing in front of the young snow leopard squatting in front of her.

"Ma'am." Mars stretched out his hand, only to find that his hand had become transparent.

"Lian, today's opera is pretty good." The girl was wearing winter clothes, she looked at her lover with a smile, and the latter smiled and nodded: "It's just as long as you like it."

"I know you don't like it, but I'm very happy that you can accompany me to see it." The girl said here and pointed to her belly: "It's also interesting to say, I just suddenly remembered a dream I had before, the dream Here I met a little guy who called me Nirvana."

"I heard you say it." Mr. Lane smiled and hugged her.

"That's right, so I decided that if the child in my womb is a girl, then she will be called Nie." After speaking, she suddenly looked towards Mars.

Mars gave way subconsciously, and then realized that everything had changed, and he sat back on his seat in the theater again.

The dancers on the stage disappeared, and Mars looked towards the exit, where a white-haired rabbit spirit stood there.

"Nanachi?" Mars didn't dare to speak casually this time.

The bunny girl, in a beautiful fringed and fringed dress, laughed: "Looks like you know my grandmother too."

She also seems to be a high distortion person, but it is said that there will always be such an existence among Mrs. Close's descendants. In this way, the rabbit spirit in my family does not seem to be.

Is it because the blood is too thin?

Thinking of this, Mars saw this man walking towards the stage.

"Are you a dancer too?"

"Yeah, what about you, are you looking for your dancer?" the bunny girl asked.

She walked onto the stage, then jumped lightly, spun four and a half times in the air, and stopped after flying over a small half of the stage.

"I'm looking for a dancer?" Mars was a little puzzled.

"You must be a newcomer singer. In the song and dance troupe, every singer has a dancer. The dancer dances for the singer, and the singer sings for the dancer. Just like in reality, the singer And the dancer can achieve psychic synchronization, and both parties can share."

Having said that, Rabbit Spirit was stunned for a moment, and then she looked at Mars: "We are not in the same era."

"...Yes, in my time, your grandmother was a legendary adventurer a long time ago." Mars said.

This made the rabbit spirit girl sigh, and her figure was fading away: "Someone has come to replace me, I think she will be your real dancer."

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Pine Cone looked at herself in the mirror, which was the unknown backstage of the stage, as if in a dream, there were mysterious ladies who dressed up, put on makeup, and chose clothes for her.

In the end, Pine Cone chose a long skirt with a heavy shawl, long tassels, and a three-layered heavy skirt.

It is worn by the squirrels at harvest time, and used for the grandest festive dances.

"Where is this place." When Song Guo stood up, she looked at herself in the mirror and asked.

"The backstage of the Dalindi Song and Dance Troupe, go, boy, go to your own stage."

The mysterious lady said so.

Song Guo turned to look at her: "My stage, but my stage..." "That must be your stage, go." She said so, and at the same time came to the door and opened it.

Looking from the inside, Song Guo saw many people sitting there, including humans, orcs, elves and various small races.

But Pinecone had sharp eyes and saw Mars for the first time.

He sat there, thinking.

Am I going out...to surprise him?

With this in mind, Pinecone walked towards the exit with the hem of her skirt.

(End of this chapter)