Do not confiscate my citizenship!!

Chapter 883 The Longest Two Hours in Prison
Ikerite Opera House main stage hall.

The auditorium was nearly full, and almost everyone in the hall was chatting animatedly with their friends.

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

"I think so too. It's mainly because she has a good temperament."

Antanas and Shinora both came with Hyperion.

As they reviewed the rehearsal, they excitedly looked forward to Hugh Bao's grand appearance.

Pranay glanced at the stage curtain, then took off his glasses and began to take out his glasses to avoid the incident.

In addition to today’s Saturday performance, there will be another performance tomorrow, Sunday, but for audiences like them who have seen the internal rehearsals, it now feels like the second show.

"Antanas, Shinora, please don't spoil the plot."

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

She and Talia had been resisting coming to the Ikerite Opera House to watch the troupe's rehearsals in order to experience the surprise on the day of the official performance.

"Okay, don't worry, Ifa."

Antanas and Shinola nodded repeatedly.

They were worried that Ifatia would burst into tears later.

There might be some heartwarming moments in today's opera that could make Ifa laugh, but by the end she would probably realize that the half-witch lady is a ghost, and she wouldn't be able to laugh from beginning to end like she did when she watched the Cinderella episode.

Just thinking about what Ifa would look like next, they couldn't help but feel a little distressed. Ifa had always been the youngest sister among them. They all took good care of Ifatia and couldn't bear to see little Ifa cry.

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

Ifatia turned around, leaned on the back of her chair, and spoke to Antanas and Sinora in the back row.

She has already planned a celebration party to celebrate the great success of the performance.

During the time when Talia was not in Ikerit, it was Synora and Antanas who took turns protecting Hyperion. Now that there is no danger, the two of them no longer play with Hyperion 24 hours a day, which made Hyperion feel a little lonely.

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

Shinora and Antanas looked at each other and agreed.

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

"Then we'll see you at dinner! Thank you for your hard work!"

Ifatia said with a smile.

"it is good."

Antanas and Sinora were relieved to see that Ifatia did not refuse their kindness and asked them to stay in the Duke's Palace.

"Say, should we stay with Xiu Bao? We haven't lived with her for a long time. Will she think we are excluding her?"

Antanas suggested to Shinora quietly.

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

Shinora covered her face and half cried to herself.

"Understand, understand."

Antanas nodded and did not mention the idea again.

She has been a victim too.

"Artis isn't here."

Shinola remembered that when they were watching the rehearsal, the Ice Witch was always by their side, but she was gone during the official performance today.

"It seems Artemis specifically requested tickets for the VIP seats in the box today."

Antanas turned around and looked at the high-class box in the distance.

The view suddenly opened up, and that was the other side of the magnificent opera hall - three-story golden boxes rose along the walls of the hall.

Thousands of dark velvet chairs inlaid with gold trim were neatly arranged and filled with interested spectators.

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

The box tickets weren't necessarily as expensive as their current VIP tickets for the first and second rows, but Artemis chose to do so.

Maybe Artemis has someone he wants to watch with.

In addition to the four great demons who watched the rehearsal at the Ikerite Theater last time, Toliado was also conducting the music behind the curtain today.

Not only has Abigail not yet forgiven Togliato for the 20,000 pounds, but she also remembers Togliato's unreliable behavior when he couldn't find the magic during his last performance, so this time she locked Togliato in the theater. He has to work honestly today and can't go anywhere in the morning.

Toliado seemed to have missed something again. When I saw him at the theater at noon, he looked particularly painful.

"Abigail, why are you so mean to Toliado? It's like he owes you money."

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

"He owes me money."

Abigail turned around and answered as a matter of course.

She was very polite to her other comrades from the Great Demon Clan.

"Look, you're very friendly to all of us, except Toliado. Even if he pays back the money, you'll probably still hate him, but not completely..."

Even though Antanas couldn't express himself clearly, he still said what he felt.

Abigail looked as if she had been abandoned by Toliado, with a proud and resentful look.

Although she was indeed abandoned by Toliado - Toliado ran off to the northern continent alone after provoking the Bishop of Destruction...

"I won't forgive him anyway."

Abigail just said this and turned her head.

Even if their dimensional branch no longer has any worries, it doesn't mean she will make peace with Toliado.

Antanas was about to say something. She had been curious about Abigail and Toliado's past for a long time. She was about to inquire but was stopped by Planai.

"To untie the bell, one must first find the devil who tied it."

Pranay shook Antanas and spoke for his friends in the demon world.

When the Demon Realm was still there, the special forces led by General Yabo, who was in charge of intelligence, had to sneak into any place frequently and pretend to be humans in any agency or unit. General Yabo himself was a top-notch lurking expert.

Toliado, who has never been imprisoned, is good at hiding and falsifying, and has many talents that allow him to survive in human society, has been in human society for a hundred years. He is perhaps the one who understands humans the best among the few surviving great demons, and should also be the first great demon to understand human hearts.

It is because Toliado may know where he is and feel guilty about it, so he has been getting away with it.

Abigail is even more of a hard-nosed character.

Until he admitted his fault, Abigail could not forgive him.

The three big demons were chatting in the back row.

The military god in the front row had also been looking at the curtain on the stage with long anticipation.

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

Bianca, the 12th God of War, Cat's Eye, was wearing a light dress today, with the cat ears on her head standing straight up.

If her cat ears hadn't moved, the nobles who had just visited Abigail would have thought that they were cat ear decorations on her head.

Orcs are indeed quite rare in the Kingdom of Hutton.

"Bianca, I told you that you don't need to pretend. They haven't seen you fight, so they won't associate you with the Twelve Gods of War."

The Ninth Military God, Amethyst Ryan, sat beside her and preached to her.

Bianca seemed the most harmless of the twelve military gods, and she didn't even look that strong after taking off her scout uniform.

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

Bianca smiled and praised Ryan.

As the head of the long-standing Griffin Roland Marquis family in the Cretan Empire, Ryan is the only proper noble among the three of them and has the most experience in international communication and traveling to foreign countries.

The second strongest god of war, Obsidian Saron, usually only focuses on practicing swordsmanship and rarely cares about foreign countries. He followed them and hardly said a few words.

"Don't mention it."

Ryan knew that Bianca was deliberately calling him Marquis to embarrass him.

In today's Cretan Empire, the balance between commoners and nobles has been brought up as an issue that needs to be faced head-on. We can no longer allow the source of trouble to continue to ferment or divert it as happened during the time of Saint Barthol the Great.

After Emperor Loren Klantel returned, in addition to the post-war affairs left over internationally, there were still a lot of messes in the country, and no one knew when it would end. After the one-year term was over, the fourth military god Jasper might have to 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."

Boss Cat preached on Bianca's hand.

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

Act like an emperor or a player in a club.

The cat owner originally wanted to stay with Ifatia, but when Bianca found it, she pulled it over to Abigail.

Boss Cat 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 said, looking down at the little black cat.

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

But she can also turn into a cat. As a cat-man 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 right now, 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 nearby and sighed.

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

But even if they seem too relaxed now, they are, after all, guarding the emperor, not traveling on public funds.

It was just because Loren had plans today that they had an extra day off.

"Is Elsa okay?"

Abigail looked over to them and asked Ryan.

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

"No problem. The Roland family will take good care of her when you and Toliado are away. She is the daughter of our Roland family, just like Ursula."

Ryan assured with certainty.

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

Although they didn't know whether the lie was correct, it was the decision they made after unanimous discussion.

They believe that Elsa needs more inner protection at this age, and even if it means weaving a beautiful dream for her, they must let her grow up happily and healthily.

"Then it's up to you."

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

This might also be what Landry would expect, so he would often pray to the goddess of fate, not afraid of punishment, just wishing his sister safety.

However, now she has the protection of the dimensional branch, the friendship of the Roland family where the Ninth Military God is, and is also regarded as a disciple of the Wolf Witch by the Sixth Military God Shui Cangyu Violet. In the future, Elsa will be almost like a saint in the Krewe Empire.

"Perhaps Elsa and Ursula are watching the broadcast in Brillda right now."

Bianca remembered that the Brillda Voice of Truth Broadcasting Company should have obtained the broadcasting rights.

“They will definitely watch it.”

Ryan said with a smile.

Whenever Ursula mentioned Cinderella, she was full of praise for it. She kept saying it was wonderful when she watched it that night.

He turned his head to look at the second god of war, Saron, on the other side.

Although Salon said nothing, it was obvious that he was very focused.

Even during the National Day celebration ceremony of the Twelve Military Gods, Salon was not so interested. Even his hands were shaking slightly and his heart was pounding.

"Meow."

Boss Cat looked behind the curtain with a slightly worried look.

It was actually very worried about Lanqi's condition today.

He seemed to be hallucinating this morning.

No one knows how far Lanlan is from his limit. Perhaps a few more setbacks will completely crush him.

Then Boss Cat turned around again.

It felt much more at ease when it saw that the biggest variable, Talia, had returned to the audience seats.

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

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

Abigail glanced at the little black cat, seemed to see what it was thinking, and spoke to herself.

Out of her own conscience and professional ethics, she actually found it difficult to admit the accidental success of the last Cinderella performance.

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

And this time, she will give the best answer to the audience and show her true strength as an actor.

hum.

As the lights in the performance hall change and the preview music plays.

The audience reminded each other, and the entire hall suddenly became quiet, with everyone turning their attention towards the curtain.

The background music on the stage sounded softly, the lights slowly came on, and the curtain slowly opened.

……

Backstage at the main stage of the Ikerite Opera House.

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

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

As the sound of the prologue gradually faded, under the direction of Toliado, the staff confirmed that the stage was ready using a short-range intercom device 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 backstage you can hear the sounds from the stage.

Now it is just some prologue performances about the background of the times, which aims to immerse the audience in the atmosphere of the holy war a hundred years ago and feel the magnificent and turbulent northern continent.

The male and female protagonists, Lanci and Hyperion, were dressed up and, ignoring the coming and going of people around them, waited quietly for the first scene to begin.

"Huprienne, let's cheer together later."

Lanqi walked towards the curtain, and when he looked at Hyperion, there was a sense of relief in his eyes.

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

"no problem."

Hyperion said confidently, following him forward.

The lights on the stage will go dark in a moment, and when they come on 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 wouldn't make a mistake with something so simple.

The darkness on the stage lasted long after the prologue.

Only the deliberately amplified heartbeat echoed in the performance hall.

The light changes, and the first act begins.

The scene is a dark grey demon-style mansion bedroom in a noble mansion, with crimson velvet sofas and chairs placed next to the fireplace, with firewood and sparks crackling in the stove.

The spotlight fell on the two of them.

"Ms. Half-demon, why are you sitting in my room?"

The Demon Chieftain stared at the pretty figure sitting on the vintage sheepskin chair and asked with a slightly cold and unhappy tone.

"Because I'm your fiancée."

The half-witch noble lady placed her hands on her knees and tilted her chin up proudly.

She seemed to have been to this room many times before. She did not feel awkward as a visitor at all and even treated this room as her own home.

"..."

Lanqi's brain hesitated for half a second.

He felt that Hyperion's performance today was a little off.

It was much more fun than during rehearsal.

But Lanqi soon dispelled his doubts. Maybe it was because Xubao was in a good mood today, so the performance effect changed. In short, she had a great time performing.

"What exactly do you need to do to stop pestering me?"

The demon governor covered his forehead with his hands and turned back to knock on the door.

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

offstage.

"not bad."

"This actor's acting skills are always on point."

"The leading actress's acting is pretty good too. Is she the same one from the Gray Witch chapter?"

"It seems like they've changed the actress. This one looks more girly."

The brief pause of half a second just now, as if he was speechless about Miss Half-Witch's behavior, but he had to maintain politeness, made the audience in the audience immediately admire the Governor's vivid acting skills at the beginning.

"Master, you called me?"

After a knock on the door on the stage, the governor also opened the door, and the old demon butler outside walked into the room respectfully.

Lanci continued the performance.

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

He pointed in the direction of the chair and gave instructions to the butler.

"..."

The butler followed the direction of the Governor's finger and looked at the vintage sheepskin chair.

He was silent for a moment.

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

I saw——

The half-witch lady sitting on the chair has picked up the snacks on the table and started eating.

Fertile grass.

You are a ghost.

How can you eat!

The Brildad actor who played the butler roared madly in his heart.

"..."

Lanqi stared at the butler's exaggerated acting. He didn't know why the butler opened his eyes so wide, and he turned his head in confusion.

Until he saw Hyperion casually eating a snack.

""

The Lanci also froze.

Sweat began to form on his forehead and his brain started 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 some kind of reality show that's meant to be a prank? Are people ganging up on him? And the media is actually filming his reaction?

wrong.

When Lanqi caught a glimpse of Abigail in the audience, he was sure that Abigail had definitely not played a trick on him, because Abigail was also dumbfounded at the moment.

Lanqi couldn't analyze what was going on for a moment. All he knew was that a familiar feeling came back, and now he was the only one who could save the situation.

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

Lanqi was sweating as he tried to express himself.

The voice was drawn out, trying to lead the butler to understand what he meant.

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

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

He was amazed in his heart that he was worthy of being the actor chosen by Director Abigail, as he could make it up in an instant.

Not only did he make the "ghost eating" appear as a supernatural phenomenon, setting up a foreshadowing, he also successfully covered up for him by letting the butler explain in person that he looked in that direction because there was less food in the room, not because he had noticed the half-witch lady.

"Master, I will take my leave now."

The butler bowed his head to the Governor and replied, his eyes hiding the panic.

"Go ahead."

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

The butler's avoidance of talking about the young lady was an implicit indication that it was impossible to invite the young lady, so he could only let the butler go.

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

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

"It's a normal thing in winter."

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

The intensity is already so high in the first act, he is not sure what unexpected situations will occur in the next scene.

But he had to perform well today no matter what.

If there is a stage accident and people leave one after another, it will disrupt Loren's schedule and rhythm.

On the stage, he tried his best to maintain the expectations of the audience.

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

The butler bowed and left quickly as if he was escaping.

A few seconds later, only the Demon Chief 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 to see how the governor would answer her and where he would take her to play later.

The governor didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, she stood up like a winner and looked at the Governor.

"Well, 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 don't remember me, I will convince the family to stop you from worrying about this engagement!"

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

……

in the audience.

Antanas and Shinola leaned back in their chairs leisurely, eating snacks and watching the performance on the stage intently.

"Is this an illusion? Why does Hyperion seem a little more unruly?"

Antanas had not read the original work, so he could only refer to what he saw during rehearsal.

Now it's pure comedy no matter how you look at it.

Moreover, it was obvious that Ranch was defeated by Hubley for a moment just now, but the other viewers who didn't know Ranch didn't notice it and thought it was all a choreographed acting.

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

Shinola was also thinking.

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

So far, there have been some minor changes in the plot.

And it's not just Hyperion, even Lanci and the butler's acting skills are exaggerated by Hyperion, making the overall style more comedic.

"So Hugh is a genius at comedy? This is no longer just a comedy on the script level, right? She brought out this sense of absurdity in her performance."

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

The two chatted quietly while appreciating the scenery.

They didn't notice that Abigail in the front row had her hands on the armrests of the seat as if she had just finished a roller coaster ride, her shoulders were shaking, and she couldn't utter a word for a long time.

After more than ten minutes, the first act ended.

The scene on the stage changed, and the Demon Governor had already explained everything to the butler and said goodbye.

He took out a handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his cheeks, and set off with the half-witch to the demon academy.

This is the place where the half-witch insisted that she and the Governor had shared memories.

The corridors of the Demon Academy looked classical and magnificent, filled with the fragrance of ancient wood in the dim light, and 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 wailing and singing, lingering around the Governor and the half-witch, like a prelude to pursuit and escape.

Even though the scene of this demon academy made the audience feel a little scary and weird, the Governor and the half-witch on the stage remained calm, as if the half-witch, a character with her own atmosphere, were not afraid of this level of terror at all.

"Correct."

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 were standing on a carpet with demonic 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 marked with the subject of music and asked the half-witch.

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

The half-witch simply 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 spacious theater.

The ornate lighting, the red velvet seats, and the solemn stage looked like the reflection of the Ikerite Opera House. Countless illusory figures appeared from another dimension, overlapping and unable to distinguish each individual figure, just like a choir.

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

"You know that this was something I caused?"

The Demon Chieftain looked at the hell-like classroom with a stern face, and when he saw the half-witch's greedy look, he almost lost his composure in an instant.

At this time, it stands to reason that an atmosphere of horror and suspense should be created to pave the way for the final reversal.

But now he only felt that they had opened the door to a cooking classroom.

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

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

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

"..."

The demon chief frowned, looking at the half-witch like a hungry tiger, as if he was suspicious of something.

How can they not be afraid of you?
Also, Xiubao, are you so hungry today?

It seems that Hyperion's performance today was only slightly off in some places, but the overall style has gradually gone away.

Lanqi's scalp is tingling now.

He didn't know if he could continue acting like this and end up successfully.

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

The half-witch lady continued.

"Okay, then I will initially believe what you said - 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 anything about you. I will investigate with you until we find conclusive evidence."

Lanqi can only take one step at a time.

His brain was already overwhelmed, and he was still desperately thinking about how to better rescue the foreshadowing that was about to be exposed at the beginning of the play and slowly bring it closer to the ending.

"Let's walk the path we walked together again, and you will see more traces we left behind."

The half-witch smiled excitedly.

They explored the past in the demon school.

After a long time, the Demon Academy part of the second act came to an end, and preparations for the third act, the castle in the deserted mountains, began.

Amid the audience's applause, the scene gradually came to the next act.

A cold wind blew onto the stage.

It’s not the biting cold of winter, but the fresh, chilly feeling of breathing high up in the mountains.

The scene is set in a desolate and dilapidated castle.

This is the banquet hall on the first floor of the castle, and at the same time, it looks like an ancient church.

A majestic organ nearly several stories high occupies the entire back wall. Some of the pipes are upright, some are curved, some are golden, and some are plain and simple, arranged in different shapes and levels.

The most conspicuous position in the center of the hall is occupied by a grand and spacious long table. The silver candlesticks have been extinguished for who knows how long, and the brown oak carved dining chairs on both sides of the long table are arranged in order.

The Governor blocked the dining cabinet at the first opportunity.

He was afraid that Miss Half-Witch would start looking for food as soon as she arrived on the scene.

Moreover, he had indeed noticed 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 around the corners of his mouth, and asked the half-witch warily.

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

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

There was clearly a snack there, but Lanqi seemed to be guarding against her, preventing her from touching it.

In the beginning, she was actually a little nervous about going on stage, and thought that eating a few bites of the snacks at hand would help her calm down. She also thought that the plate of snacks was what Abigail was going to prepare for Hyperion, so she ate it as usual.

This castle is clearly not a place where you can rummage around for food.

She is not stupid.

She just felt that Lanqi was inexplicably rude.

"This is indeed a cursed castle. Why does the curse spell seem so familiar..."

The Governor placed his hands on the table, glancing at the half-witch and sensing,

"Could it be that I really have a curse on me, and was unknowingly subjected to this spell?"

he said to himself.

"I'll just say it's your own problem. I'm sure you can find the curse on yourself. You just didn't believe it before."

The half-witch puffed out her chest and folded her arms as she spoke.

Now it is both a review and a court session.

"Feel sorry……"

The Demon Governor should have felt guilty for wrongly accusing the half-witch, but when he saw the half-witch's appearance, he felt that he should not feel guilty, and his blood pressure even rose a little.

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

This is obviously Hyperion.

It's a young girl.

There was no way he couldn't feel Hyperion's magic and aura.

"Humph, if you still don'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 arrogantly.

"..."

The demon governor did not answer her.

He was hesitating about what emotion he should express.

Now, in the eyes of the audience, they may have become a pair of bickering lovers.

"Fool, why don't you think carefully about the clues to unlock the curse? Only in this way can you remember me, right?"

The half-witch approached and raised her hand to touch the demon governor's cheek, but she stopped and retracted her hand just before touching it.

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

She didn't want to show any favor to the Governor.

"The curse should be lifted. No curse can last that long, unless it is constantly affected by the environment or is continuously cursed."

The Governor nodded, muttering dully with his emerald eyes.

He had just been frightened by the half-witch's hand and thought she was really going to touch him.

Only in the last scene will the Dimension Bishop cast a simple space barrier, which will make it seem like the Governor and the Half-Witch are in a different space even if they try to hug each other, and they cannot touch each other.

"so?"

The half-witch asked him.

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

The Demon Governor focused his eyes and replied.

"Let's go investigate near Grand Duke Horst's house."

The half-witch answered excitedly.

At the end of the chapter "Romance of the Holy War", the half-witch and the governor will find out that it is actually Grand Duke Horst of the demon clan who is causing trouble, and at this point in the show, the governor should have drawn some conclusions in the castle.

Lanqi must have forgotten the lyrics just now, luckily she helped him to fill in the blanks.

"???"

Lanci looked at her in disbelief.

Not sisters.

Where did Grand Duke Horst come from?

Is there a character named Archduke Horst in this operatic version of The Romance of the Holy War?
"It is Grand Duke Horst."

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

"Then - it's up to you."

Lanqi agreed with a trembling voice.

He couldn't beat the half-witch at the moment, and if he continued to fight, he would be exposed.

After searching for clues in the castle on the cliff, they set out again on the journey back to the city-state.

In order to match their atmosphere, the piano sound, which was originally a bit gentle and sad, suddenly became gradually humorous.

The performance hall was filled with cheerful notes. As the tune became louder, the addition of brass instruments and strings made the music more grand, dynamic and relaxed, just like a jazz show on Broadway.

……

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

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

Antanas was confused.

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

Starting from the third act of the performance in the theater, whenever the Governor was about to take the half-witch away, the half-witch would tell many clues like a famous detective, forcing the Governor to make some inferences.

"Lanqi is like in prison."

Shinola also felt that Ranchi's condition was not right.

At the end of the original story, the Demon Governor and the half-witch lady fight the Demon Duke, that is, to capture the culprit who cursed them.

However, in the plot modified by Abigail, they should not be able to solve the mystery no matter what. Not only can they not find the caster of the spell, it is even as if the caster does not exist at all. Instead, they imagined a conspiracy of the demon world.

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

But Lanci should also know that by making the atmosphere of the side story so joyful, and lacking the foreshadowing throughout the whole process, and finally telling the audience that it is a tragedy, the audience may simply feel it is abrupt because they cannot match the emotions, and forcing tragedy may even 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 Ifatia, she is smiling happily now, as if she has found back the joy she had when watching the Cinderella story.

"Giggle!"

Ifatia's favorite is the plot of happy enemies,

"Look at Hugh Bao's performance. He always makes me... Lanqi sweat profusely. His expression in prison is really funny no matter how you look at it!"

Ifatia preached to the black-haired beauty beside her.

The black-haired beauty also laughed so hard that she covered her mouth.

"Sinora, do you feel like Xiubao is 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 person on the stage was Tata.

"You think so too?"

Shinora met Antanas' gaze in surprise.

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

Lanqi on the stage must be also puzzled.

I racked my brains to figure out what was going on.

"general……"

Antanas wanted to ask Pranay, but at this time, probably only Pranay could see the truth.

However, when Antanas bent down to look at Shinora's side, he found that Pranai was gone.

"Where's your brother?"

Antanas asked Shinora.

"My brother seemed to have gone to the bathroom just now."

Shinola looked towards the corridor. She remembered that Pranay had just left without saying a word.

"Eh……?"

Antanas's expression froze.

She looked timidly toward Abigail in the front row.

A closer look revealed that Abigail's aura had become quite terrifying, and the veins on the back of her hands were throbbing, as if everything in this play up to this point was really an accident, and nothing was the same as her choreography.

Antanas swallowed and dared not speak.

She could only look at the stage.

Witness this disaster as it continues.

She now found it a little hard to imagine what Lanqi was feeling on the stage at this moment.

(End of this chapter)