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Chapter 372 Act [-]: The Legendary Sword ([-])

——Cleveland Lava Inferno Flesh Theater——

[Act [-]: Legendary Sword]

[The Brave——Hui Yuan Chu]

[Old Man A, Narrator - Arthur]

[The Sword Girl——Saya Yukinoshita]

As the subtitles on the LED display scrolled, the curtain was slowly opened again, revealing the stage.

Different from the simple set in the first act, which could only be set up by the jailer wearing black clothes, the stage at this time seemed to have completed some kind of evolution.The various sets are delicate and lifelike, and the stage background also has a depth that is like the real sky. There are also lights that come from nowhere and are very similar to sunlight.

Arthur, who was already standing on the edge of the stage, naturally took out his script and performed his duties as the narrator.

He read loudly: "The brave man leaves the village, climbs over the mountains, crosses the ocean, and sets off towards the Demon King's City.

“The mountain road is steep and the vines in the forest are spreading, making it difficult to walk.

"The silver sword his fiancée gave him was just a common item. It soon became dull and brittle due to working day and night to chop vines to clear the way. The edge was chipped and dull.

"The brave man thinks he'd better find another sword. Otherwise, if his fiancée's token is broken, something bad will be waiting for him when he returns home."

So along with Arthur's narration, the brave man walked along the road from the other side of the stage, performing the action of "overcoming obstacles" along the way.

"On this day, the brave man helped an old man A on the roadside. As a thank you, the other person told him this news——"

With that said, Arthur took out a prop beard from his pocket, put it on his mouth casually, and whispered to Hui Ren: "Wait a minute, I have a few lines to say in this scene, right away. return."

Then, with his hands in his pockets, he happily stepped onto the stage and stood by the road under the prop tree.

When they reached the middle of the stage, "Old Man A" here took the initiative to raise his hand and said: "Hey, brave man."

"Hello, handsome old man." The brave man nodded to him friendly and respectfully.

"Oh -" Old Man A was shocked, "For someone as handsome as me, hearing compliments is like tasting fine wine. But in this hellish place, how can anyone praise me?"

"But today I met you, young man. I haven't drank in 50 years, and now I finally have a drink."

He grabbed the brave man's hand enthusiastically, and then pointed vaguely into the distance: "Thank you young man, in return, I will tell you a good thing. On the island in the middle of the lake in front, there is a legendary stone stuck on the huge stone. sword."

"That sword can't be melted by hellfire. It cuts through the dragon's scales as easily as cutting paper."

"But that sword is very proud. He is not a true warrior and cannot be recognized by her at all."

"So, she has been waiting alone until now."

"——But I believe you." Old Man A gave a thumbs up, showing his gleaming white teeth, and smiled, "You will definitely be recognized by that sword and pull it out. Only a brave man like you can fight it. It matches. She will definitely be a powerful aid to you in defeating the Demon King."

"Thank you, I will remember to take a look." The brave man replied politely.

Then, old man A exits.

The brave man stays in place on the stage, while the scenery automatically changes in place, constantly changing around the brave man, representing the progress of the road.

Finally, he came to the island in the middle of the lake.

Under the shade of the trees, the light and shadow are distinct, and amidst the peaceful singing of birds, a big sword stands quietly on the ground.

Under the slightly curved, single-edged, exotic-looking huge two-handed sword, the sword stand supporting the sword was not the "boulder" mentioned by Old Man A, but a young girl.

Her long black hair was messy and spread all over her body. The girl in a fairy-like gauze skirt was sitting on the ground with her legs spread wide and she was holding the sword firmly to her chest.
She closed her eyes, not caring about the sharp blade, hugged the sword tightly with her arms, held the sword between her chest, and pressed her cheek against the sword, motionless, as if she was sleeping.

——In other words, when it comes to drawing the sword... it's not from the boulder, but from the girl's chest.

Looking at this scene, the brave man suddenly showed a hesitant and vigilant expression.

After standing there and thinking for a moment, he seemed to have finally made up his mind, and then tiptoed around the girl and the sword.

Then, the brave man stays put and moves on.

The floor of the stage was like a living thing. The sword girl and other scenery were lifted up, gradually moving away from the hero, and soon disappeared to the side of the stage.

At the same time, a new scenery moved up from the other side: lake, sky, a vast expanse.The brave man finally walked out of the dense forest and reached the lakeside on the other side of the island.

He patted his chest lightly, let out a long breath, and looked back at the dense forest, showing a scared expression.

"The brave man sat down by the lake and took a rest." The narrator read, "...but he was too tired and fell asleep quickly."

So, the brave man picked a stone by the lake and sat down, closed his eyes, hugged his shoulders, and quickly lowered his head.

Amidst the exaggerated snoring, the lake water behind the brave man split apart.The Sword Girl appeared holding a giant sword.

The hero didn't notice it at all, so the sword girl quietly approached the hero's back, gently took off the rusty sword that he borrowed from his childhood sweetheart, the tool house girl, and threw it back.

The rusty sword drew a high trajectory, and finally fell into the water far away, making a "plop" sound.

The brave man was finally awakened. When he looked up, he saw the sword girl standing in front of him, staring at him faintly.

"Senior, good day."

The sword girl's eyes were dark, but her outward attitude was calm, like a normal greeting between juniors in the same school and club.

The brave man showed a helpless expression: "...Saya, Saya, good morning."

"Ah, I'm still busy defeating the devil and saving the world, so I'm leaving now. We'll talk next time -" Then he stood up hurriedly,
"Defeat the Demon King..." The sword girl nodded clearly, and then asked, "So, senior, where is your sword?"

"..." The brave man instinctively looked towards the direction where he heard the sound of falling water before, but he saw only the surging waves on the lake.

The Sword Girl continued to stare at him: "It's lost, isn't it?"

"..."

"The brave man said he was going to defeat the Demon King, but on the way, he lost his sword."

"..."

"--lost."

The hero finally gave in to the pressure and apologized humbly: "I'm sorry, Saya, I was wrong. I...I accidentally lost my sword."

The sword girl nodded.

The long sword she was holding disappeared instantly. She opened her arms and showed a gorgeous Western-style sword: "So, senior, is this the moonlight sword you lost?"

The brave man was indeed a little confused about her approach, so after hesitating for a moment, he chose to answer honestly: "No."

The Sword Girl's expression remained unchanged. She put the two-meter-long Western-style sword away in one movement and took out a bare bladeless hilt: "So, is this the Force lightsaber?"

"...No, no."

The expressionless sword girl continued to conjure a chain saw from between her hands.The heavy red chain saw suddenly fell down the moment it appeared, and the girl stretched out her hand and bent down to fish it out, as if she was bowing deeply to the brave man.

But she quickly grabbed the black handle, lifted the red chain saw up again, and then pulled the drawstring suddenly to start the engine. Intentionally or unintentionally, she pointed the front end of the crazily rotating shiny saw blade at the brave man, and calmed down amidst the roar of the engine. He said: "Then, is this the chain saw that senior lost?"

"..."

Sweat broke out on the brave man's forehead, and he muttered, "Neither of them! All I lost was, just—"

The chainsaw disappears.

Finally, the sword girl picked up her own nodachi again and stared at the hero.

"Then what you lost..." The girl stared at him, word by word, the pressure instantly increased ten thousand times, "Is it me?"

Gritting his teeth, the brave man turned around and tried to escape: "...Forget it, I didn't throw anything away, goodbye."

But as soon as he took a step, he suddenly jumped back - and then a kitchen knife flew over in a spin, and "pop" plunged into the ground from the slightest point in front of his face, while the handle of the knife "buzzed" behind him. —" The ground trembled.

……

In the audience, Arthur turned over the script in his hand and let out a long sigh: "As expected, Yukinoshita also changed her scenes without authorization."

(End of this chapter)