Don't confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 883: The longest two hours

The main performance hall of the Icerite Opera House.

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

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

"I think so. The main thing is that she has a good temperament."

Antanas and Sinora both came with Hyperion.

As they reviewed the rehearsal, they were looking forward to Xiubao's appearance in full dress.

Pranai glanced at the curtain of the stage, then took off his glasses and began to take out his glasses to arrange himself.

In addition to today's Saturday performance, there will be another performance tomorrow Sunday, but for audiences like them who have watched the internal rehearsal, it is already like the second performance.

"Antanas, Sinora, please don't spoil the story."

Ifatiya, who was sitting in the front row, turned back and said to her two friends.

She and Thalia had been reluctant to come to the Icerite Opera House to watch the troupe's rehearsal, just to experience the surprise on the day of the official performance.

"Okay, Yifa, don't worry."

Antanas and Sinora nodded repeatedly.

They were worried that Ifatiya would burst into tears later.

There may be some sweet little plots in the middle of today's opera that can make Yifa laugh, but by the end she will probably understand the fact that the half-witch lady is a ghost. She will no longer be able to watch the Cinderella story from beginning to end like she did. He was laughing so hard.

Just thinking about how Yifa would look like waiting, they couldn't help but feel a little sad. Yifa has always been the youngest sister among them. They all took good care of Yifa and didn't want to see little Yifa cry.

"By the way, come to the Duke's Mansion for dinner tonight. It's been a long time since you guys stayed at the Duke's house. Xiubao really wants to have a pajama party with you."

Ifatiya turned around, scratched the back of the chair, and said to Antanas and Shinola in the back row.

She was already planning a celebratory dinner to celebrate the success of the show.

When Thalia was away from Icerita, it was Sinora and Antanas who took turns protecting Hyperion. Now that there is no danger, they are no longer with Hyperion 24 hours a day. Ann was playing, which made Huberian a little lonely.

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

Sinola and Antanas looked at each other and agreed.

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

"See you for dinner then! It's hard work!"

Ifatiya said with a smile.

"good."

Antanas and Sinora breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Ifatia did not ask them to stay in the Duke's Mansion without being gracious.

"Speaking of which, we no longer want to accompany Xiubao? It's true that we haven't lived with her for a long time. Will she feel that we are excluding her?"

Antanas suggested to Sinora quietly.

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

Sinora covered her face and half-cryed to herself.

"Understand, understand."

Antanas nodded and did not mention this idea again.

She's been victimized too.

"Artemis isn't here."

Sinola remembered that the Ice Witch was always beside them during the rehearsal, but she was not there during the official performance today.

"Artemis seems to have specially requested tickets for the VIP seats in the box today."

Antanas turned back and looked at the high-level box in the distant direction.

The view suddenly opened up, and it was on the other side of the magnificent opera hall—three-story golden boxes rising along the four walls of the hall.

Thousands of dark velvet seats inlaid with gold edges were intact and filled with enthusiastic spectators.

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

The tickets for the box are not necessarily as expensive as their current VIP tickets for the first and second rows, but Artis chose this.

Maybe Artis has someone he wants to watch with.

In addition to the four big demons who watched the rehearsal at the Icerite Theater last time, Togliado was also conducting the music behind the curtain today.

Not only has Abigail not forgiven the 20,000 pounds, but she also remembered Togliado's unreliable behavior of not being able to find the devil during the last performance, so she locked Togliado in the theater this time. , he had to work hard today and couldn't go anywhere in the morning.

Togliado seemed to have missed something again. When I came to the theater to see him at noon, his expression was particularly painful.

"Abigail, why are you so cruel to Toliado, as if he owes you money."

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

"He already owed me money."

Abigail turned around and answered matter-of-factly.

She was very polite to her other big demon comrades.

"You see, you are very friendly to us all, except for Toliado. Even if he pays back the money, you probably still hate him, but it's not entirely hate..."

Although Antanas could not express clearly, he still expressed his feelings.

Abigail seemed to have been abandoned by Togliado, with arrogant resentment.

Although she was indeed abandoned by Toliado - Toliado ran to the Northern Continent alone after provoking the Bishop of Destruction...

"I won't forgive him anyway."

Abigail just said this and turned around.

Even if their dimensional branch has no worries now, it will not help. It does not mean that she will shake hands with Toliado and make peace.

Antanas was about to say something else. She had been curious about Abigail and Togliado's past for a long time. She was about to inquire but was stopped by Pranay, who reached out and signaled.

"To untie the bell, you must also tie the bell demon."

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

When the demon world was still there, the special forces led by General Awa, who was in charge of intelligence, had to sneak into any place and pretend to be humans in any agency unit. General Awa himself was a first-class hidden master.

Toliado, who has not been imprisoned, is good at concealment and fraud, and has many talents for surviving in human society. He has been in human society for hundreds of years, and may be the one who understands human beings best among the few surviving great demons. , should also be the first great demon to understand the human heart.

Precisely because Togliado may know where he feels guilty, he has been muddling through.

Abigail has an even tougher character.

There was no way Abigail could forgive him until he admitted his mistake.

The three big demons were chatting in the back row.

The military **** in the front row also looked at the curtain on the stage in anticipation.

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

Bianca, the Twelfth Army God Cat's Eye Stone, was wearing a light dress today, with the cat ears on her head straight up.

If it weren't for her moving cat ears, the nobles who just came to visit Abigail would have thought they were the cat ear decorations she was wearing on her head.

The orcs are quite rare in the Kingdom of Hutton.

"Bianca, let me just say there is no need to disguise. They have never seen you fighting, so they will never associate you with the Twelve Gods of War."

Ryan, the Ninth Army God Amethyst, sat aside and lectured her.

Bianca is the most harmless-looking member of the Twelve Gods of War. She doesn't even look that strong after taking off her scout uniform.

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

Bianca smiled and praised Ryan.

Ryan, as the head of the Marquis Roland family of Griffin Empire with a long history, is the only serious nobleman among the three of them, and he is the most experienced in international communication and traveling to foreign countries.

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

"Don't mention it."

Ryan knew that Bianca deliberately called him Marquis to break him.

In today's Creation Empire, the balance between civilians and nobles has been brought up as an issue that needs to be faced head-on. The source of disaster can no longer be allowed to continue to ferment or be transferred as it was during the time of Emperor Saint Baldo.

After Emperor Loren Crantel returned, in addition to the post-war affairs left behind in the international arena, there was also a lot of mess in the country. It was not known when the busy work would end. After the one-year term ended, the Fourth Army God Yas Pell may have to ask Loren to extend his contract for another year.

"This is the first time I've heard of an emperor signing contracts like this."

Boss Cat preached over Bianca's hand.

The emperor thought about escaping to a neighboring country all day long, while the ministers were worried about the emperor quitting all day long.

He behaves like an emperor or a player in a club.

The cat boss originally wanted to stay at Edita's place, but as soon as Bianca discovered him, he took him over across Abigail.

The cat boss thought that it would be the same wherever he stayed, so he simply stayed with Bianca.

"Loren never chased the crown, it was the crown that chased him."

Bianca lowered her head and said to the little black cat.

Just hearing the little black cat's mouth habits made her feel more intimate, and sometimes she even suspected that the little black cat was actually a cub transformed from their cat-human race.

But she can also transform into a cat. As a cat-human scout, this is not a difficult skill. If she has a chance to play with the little black cat later, she can also transform into a cat and play with it.

"Originally Ursula also wanted to come, but the international situation is still unstable, and we have the important duty 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 Icerita even more than he did.

But even if they seem too relaxed now, after all, they are protecting the emperor, not traveling at official expense.

Just because Loren had his own plans today, they also had an extra day off.

"Is Elsa okay?"

Abigail looked over to them and asked Ryan.

She regarded her junior brother Landry's sister as her own sister. During the days when she came to Icerita, the only thing she cared about was Elsa who stayed in Brilda.

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

Ryan assured.

What Elsa knows now is that her brother has to work in the empire's protection agency all year round, engaged in the most confidential military energy research. There will be few opportunities to see relatives in the future. His life has long been dedicated to the empire, so Elsa Elsa may not see Landry for many years.

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

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

"Then it's up to you."

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

This may be what Landry would expect, so he often prays to the goddess of fate, not afraid of punishment, but only for his sister to be safe.

However, now that she has the protection of the dimensional branch, the friendship of the Roland family of the Ninth Army God, and is also regarded as a disciple of the wolf witch by the Sixth Army God Water Beryl Violet, Elsa will be almost a wolf witch in the Creation Empire in the future. A saintly existence.

"Maybe Elsa and Ursula are also watching the broadcast in Brilda right now."

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

"They will definitely watch it."

Ryan said with a smile.

Ursula always praised the Cinderella story every time she mentioned it. She said it was wonderful when she saw it that night.

He turned his head and looked at the second army **** Saron on the other side.

Although Saron said nothing, it could be seen that Saron was very focused.

Even in the ceremony for the protection of the Twelve Army Gods on the day of the National Day Ceremony, Saron was not so interested. Even his hands were trembling slightly and his heart was surging.

"Meow."

Boss Cat looked at the backstage with a slightly worried look.

It is actually very worried about Lan Qi's status today.

He seemed to be hallucinating this morning.

No one knows how far away Lan Lan is from reaching his limit. Maybe a few more twists and turns will completely crush him.

Then the cat boss turned around again.

It felt much more at ease when it saw that the biggest change, Thalia, had returned to the audience.

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

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

Abigail glanced at the little black cat, seeming to read its thoughts, and said to herself.

Due to her own conscience and professional ethics, it was actually difficult for her to admit the serendipitous success of her last Cinderella performance.

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

And this time, she will give the audience the best answer and show the true strength of the actor.

Buzz.

With the lighting changes and preview music in the performance hall.

The audience reminded each other, and the entire performance hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned their attention to the direction of the curtain.

Music played softly in the background of the stage, the lights slowly turned on, and the curtain slowly opened.

…

Backstage at the main stage of the Icerite Opera House.

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

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

As the lingering sound from the front stage faded away, under the command of Togliado, the staff used short-range intercom equipment to confirm that the stage was ready, 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 in the background the sound from the stage can be heard.

Now there are just some prologue performances about the background of the times, aiming to immerse the audience in the atmosphere of the Jihad period a hundred years ago and feel the magnificent and turbulent northern continent.

As the male and female protagonists, Ranchi and Hyperion were dressed up, ignoring the comings and goings of the people around them, waiting for the first scene that was about to begin.

"Huberlian, let's work together later."

Lan Qi walked towards the curtain, and when he looked at Hyperion, his eyes felt more reassured.

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

"no problem."

"Huberlian" said confidently and stepped forward with him.

The lights on the stage will be darkened later, and when they light up 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 couldn't go wrong with something so simple.

The darkness on the stage lasted long after the prologue ended.

Only the deliberately amplified heartbeat echoed in the performance hall.

The light changes and the first act begins.

The scene is a dark gray demon-style mansion bedroom in a noble residence. A dark red velvet sofa and chairs are placed next to the fireplace, where firewood and sparks are crackling.

The spotlight falls on the two.

"This half-demon lady, why are you sitting in my room?"

The demon governor looked at the beautiful figure on the retro sheepskin chair and asked slightly indifferently and displeasedly.

"Because I am your fiancée."

The half-witch noble lady put her hands on her knees and raised her chin proudly.

She seemed to have been in this room many times, and she didn't feel any awkwardness as a visitor. She even regarded this room as her own home.

“…”

Lan Qi's brain hesitated for half a second.

He felt that Hyperion's performance today was a bit wrong.

It was much more joyful than during the rehearsal.

But Lan Qi soon dispelled her doubts. Maybe Xiubao was in a good mood today, so the performance effect also changed. In short, she was having a good time.

"How on earth can you stop pestering me?"

The Demon Governor covered his forehead and turned around to knock on the door.

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

Offstage.

"Not bad."

"This actor's acting skills are always online."

"The heroine's acting skills are also pretty good. Is she still the same as the Gray Witch?"

"No matter how you look at it, there must be another actor. This one has a more girlish look."

The brief pause of half a second just now, just like being speechless at the behavior of the half-witch lady, but still maintaining politeness, made the audience immediately admire the governor's vivid acting skills at the beginning.

"Master, did you call me?"

After there was a knock on the door on the stage, the Governor also opened the door, and the old demon butler who was outside entered the room respectfully.

Lanci continued the performance.

"Yes, can you help me invite this half-demon lady home?"

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 could look at the young governor again, his eyes widened and he stared at the figure on the sheepskin chair.

I saw—

The half-witch lady on the seat had already picked up the snacks on the table and started eating.

Fertile grass.

You are a ghost.

How can you eat!

The actor from the Brílda troupe who played the butler was roaring inwardly.

“…”

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

Until he saw Hyperion eating snacks.

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The Ranchi also froze.

Sweat began to form on his forehead, and his brain began to work crazily.

This sense of déjà vu made him seem to be back on the stage of the Brilliant Opera House a few months ago, when he was also at a loss on stage.

Is this some kind of cruel reality show? Are everyone uniting to tease him? And the media was actually filming his reaction?

wrong.

When Lan Qi glanced at Abigail in the audience, he was convinced that Abigail had definitely not tricked him. Because Abigail was also stunned at the moment.

Lan Qi couldn't analyze what was going on for a while. All he knew was that he had a familiar feeling, and now he could only rely on him to save the situation.

"Mr. Butler, why are you staring at my table? Don't you think the snacks are a little short today?"

Lan Qi struggled to express while sweating.

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

"Ahaha, yes, I just noticed that the snacks in your room have become less and less. I will go and get you more right now."

The housekeeper laughed dryly and took the play Lan Qi handed him.

He was amazed in his heart that he was worthy of being the actor recognized by Director Abigail, and he could make this come true in an instant.

Not only did he dismiss "ghost eating" as a supernatural phenomenon, but also successfully provided a cover for him, allowing the housekeeper to explain in person that he was looking in that direction because there was less food in the room, not because he was looking at a half-witch. Miss.

"Master, I'll take my leave now."

The butler bowed his head to the governor and replied, his eyes concealing panic.

"You go ahead."

The governor shook his head, as if he was dumbfounded by the butler's pretense but couldn't care less.

The butler's avoidance of talking to the eldest lady was a disguised expression that it was impossible to invite the eldest lady, so he could only let the butler go out.

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

Before the housekeeper left, he could breathe out mist while standing at the door.

"It's normal in winter."

Lan Qi just held the door panel and said this, trying to calm down.

This was just the beginning of the first scene and the intensity was so high that he was not sure what emergencies he would encounter in the next scene.

But he had to perform well today no matter what.

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

On stage, he worked hard to keep the audience's expectations in check.

"Okay, then I'll resign."

The butler leaned down and ran away quickly.

A few seconds later, only the demon governor 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 for the governor's answer to 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 victor and looked at the Governor.

"Well, as long as you can solve the mystery and find out who cursed you, causing you to keep forgetting me."

The copper floor lamp was beside her. She pointed at the Governor and smiled,

"At that time, even if you still can't remember me, I will convince the family not to let you worry about this engagement!"

The lampshade is painted with little ghosts from demonic purgatory. They are chasing each other, as if a romantic comedy full of youthful storms is about to take place.

…

In the audience.

Antanas and Sinola leaned back leisurely on their chairs and ate snacks, watching the performance on the stage intently.

"Is it an illusion? Why does it feel like Hyperion has a more unruly flavor?"

Antanas has not read the original work, so he can only refer to what he saw during rehearsals.

No matter how you look at it now, it's all pure comedy style.

Moreover, Lan Qi was clearly distracted by Hubery for a moment, but other viewers who didn't know Lan Qi didn't notice it and thought it was all staged acting.

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

Sinora 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 to the plot.

And not only Hyperion, but also the acting skills of Ranchi and the housekeeper were exaggerated by Hyperion, making the overall style more comedic.

"Is Xiubao a genius at comedy? This is no longer comedy at the script level, right? She brought out this sense of absurdity at the performance level."

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

The two chatted quietly and admired it quietly.

They didn't notice that Abigail in the front row pressed her hands on the armrests of the seat as if she had been on a roller coaster, her shoulders were shaking, and she couldn't say 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 made arrangements with the butler and said goodbye.

He took out his handkerchief, wiped the sweat from his cheek, and took the half-witch on his way to the demon academy.

This is the place where the half-witch insists that she and the Governor share memories.

The corridors of the Demon Academy look classical and gorgeous, filled with the fragrance of ancient trees in the dim light, with a hazy sense of magic in the depths of time. The end of the road in the distance will always be swallowed by darkness, with only unknowable secrets.

"You said, this place can bring back memories for me?"

In this corridor, music echoed in the empty corridor, mixed with howling and singing, lingering around the governor and the half-witch, like a prelude to the chase and escape.

Even though the scene at the Demon Academy made the audience feel slightly frightened and weird, the governor and the half-demon on the stage still looked calm, just like the half-witch, a character with its own atmosphere, would not be afraid of this level of terror at all.

"right."

The half-witch nodded with 100% certainty and stood in front of a door with her hands on her hips.

The ground paved with dark marble was painted with golden patterns, and the two of them stood on the carpet with patterns of demonic flowers.

"But there are no photos of us left here, so how can you prove that we were in this music classroom together."

The Governor asked the half-witch as he stared at the large classroom with the door number "Music".

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

The half-witch just shook her head and pushed open the forbidden classroom door.

When the projection of the classroom is displayed on the stage, the internal scene also floods into the audience's eyes. Compared with the lecture theater, this place is more like a spacious theater.

The gorgeously decorated lights, red velvet seats, and the solemn stage are like the reflection of the Icerite Opera House. Countless illusory figures appear from another dimension, and the figures overlap. Indistinguishable individuals, no more than a choir.

One of the special delicacies that Tata had in the Posen Kingdom was ghost bread. When Lanqi took her to the Posen Demon Realm, she ate ghostly bread. Now these cute guys inside the door look like strips. Ghost Bread.

"Do you know that I once caused this?"

The Demon Governor looked at the hellish classroom with a sullen face. When he saw the half-witch's salivating look, he almost lost his power in an instant.

Logically speaking, this time should create an atmosphere of horror and suspense, paving the way for the final reversal.

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

"Yes, I was still there at that time, so when they saw me, they would be afraid of me."

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

The ghost immediately began to back away from her at the sight of her, maintaining a fear of her equal to that of the Governor.

“…”

The demon governor frowned, looking at the hungry look of the half-witch, as if he was suspicious of something.

Are they not afraid of you?

Also, Xiubao, are you so hungry today?

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

Lan Qi's scalp is a little numb now.

He didn't know if he could end it successfully if he continued acting like this.

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

The half-witch lady continued.

"Okay, then I 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 your memory. I will continue to investigate with you until we find conclusive evidence. evidence."

Lan Qi could only take one step at a time.

His brain was overwhelmed, and now he was still thinking desperately about how to better save the foreshadowing of the play that was about to end, and slowly draw it closer to the end.

"If we walk the road we have traveled together again, you will see more traces we left behind."

The half-witch smiled excitedly.

They explore the past in the demon school.

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

The scene gradually came to the next scene amidst the applause of the audience.

A cold wind blew on the stage.

This is not the biting cold of winter, but the refreshing coldness of breathing on the top of a mountain.

The scene is in a desolate and dilapidated old castle.

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

The magnificent pipe organ, which is nearly several stories high, occupies the entire back wall. Some of the pipes are upright, some are curved, some are golden, some are woody, and they are 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 an unknown period of time. The dining chairs carved from brown oak on both sides of the long table are in order.

The Governor immediately blocked the sideboard.

He was afraid that the half-witch lady would rummage through the food as soon as she came to the scene.

And he did find from the eyes of the half-witch lady just now that she was indeed looking for the food in this scene.

"What's here?"

The Governor put his hands back into his coat pockets, with mist floating at the corner of his mouth, and asked the half-witch warily.

"Do you feel the curse in this castle? You can feel discomfort as soon as you walk in."

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

There was clearly some snack there, but Lan Qi seemed to be guarding her against touching it.

She was actually a little nervous at first because she was on stage, and she thought that she would feel at ease by taking a few bites of the snacks at hand. Moreover, she thought that the plate of snacks was what Abigail was going to give to Hyperion, so she did it as usual.

At first glance, this old castle seems like a scene where you can’t just rummage for food.

She's not stupid.

She only felt that Lan Qi was inexplicably rude.

"This is indeed a cursed castle. Why is its curse so familiar..."

The Governor put his hand on the table and glanced at the half-witch while sensing,

"Is there really a curse on me, and I just fell under this spell unknowingly?"

he said to himself.

"I'll just say it's your own problem. You can definitely search for the curse on yourself. You just didn't believe it before."

The half-witch puffed out her chest and crossed her arms.

Now it is both review and court session.

"Feel sorry…"

The Demon Governor should have felt guilty for having wronged the half-witch, but seeing the half-witch's behavior, he felt that he shouldn't feel guilty anymore, and his blood pressure even rose a little.

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

This is obviously Hyperion.

It's a young girl.

It was impossible for him not to feel Hyperion's magic power and aura.

"Hmph, if you still can'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 proudly.

“…”

The demon governor did not answer her.

He was hesitating as to what emotion he should show.

Now in the eyes of the audience, they may have become happy enemies who like to bicker.

"Idiot, why not think carefully about the clues to unlock the curse? Only in this way can you think of me, right?"

The half-witch approached and raised her hand to caress the demon governor's cheek, but stopped when she was about to touch it and took it back.

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

She didn't even want to show her affection for the Governor.

"The curse should be broken. There is no curse that can last for such a long time unless it is constantly affected by the environment or is continuously cast."

The Governor nodded and murmured with dull emerald green eyes.

He was so frightened by the half-witch's hand just now that he thought she really planned to touch him.

Only in the last scene does the Dimensional Bishop impose a simple space barrier, which makes the governor and the half-witch feel like they are in a different space and unable to touch each other even if they try to hug each other.

"so?"

the half-witch asked him.

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

The demon governor's eyes focused and he answered.

"Let's go to Archduke Horst's house to investigate."

The half-witch also answered excitedly.

At the end of the chapter of "Holy War Romance", the half-witch and the governor will discover that it is actually the demon Archduke Horst who is causing trouble, and by the end of the show, the governor should have come to some conclusion in the castle.

Lan Qi must have forgotten the lyrics just now, but luckily she helped to make up for it.

"???"

Lan Qi looked at her in disbelief.

Not sisters.

Where did Archduke Hoster come from?

Is there a role for Archduke Hoster in this operatic version of Holy War Romance?

"That's Archduke Hoster."

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

"Then - it's up to you."

Lan Qi agreed to her with a trembling voice.

He can't resist the half-witch now, and if he continues to fight, he will really get into trouble.

After searching for clues among the castles on the cliff, they once again set foot on the road back to the city.

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

The performance hall was filled with cheerful notes. As the tune rose, the addition of brass instruments and string instruments made the music more grand, lively and relaxed, like a jazz performance on Broadway.

…

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

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

Antanas was confused.

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

The show in front of the theater starts from the third act. Whenever the governor is about to take the half-witch away, the half-witch can tell many clues like a detective, forcing the governor to draw some inferences.

"Lanchi looks like he's in jail."

Sinola also felt that Lan Qi's state was very wrong.

The plot of the original novel does indeed end with the demon governor and the half-witch lady fighting the demon prince, in other words, capturing the culprit who cursed them.

But in the plot modified by Abigail, they should be unable to solve the puzzle. Not only can they not find the spell caster, it is even as if the spell caster does not exist at all. Instead, they imagined a demonic world. conspiracy.

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

But Lan Qi should also know that by making the atmosphere of the story branch so joyful, it lacks the necessary foreshadowing throughout the whole process, and finally tells the audience that it is a tragedy. The audience may not be able to match the emotions, and just feel that it is very abrupt, forced tragedy or even Could 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 Ifatiya, she is smiling happily now, as if she has regained the joy she had when watching Cinderella.

"Giggle!"

What Ifatiya likes most is the plot of happy enemies.

"Look at Xiubao's performance, it always makes brother...Lan Qi sweat. No matter how you look at his jailed expression, it's really funny!"

Epatia spoke to the black-haired beauty beside her.

The black-haired beauty also covered her mouth with laughter.

"Xinola, do you feel that Xiubao seems to be 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 one on the stage was Tata.

"You think so too?"

Sinora met Antanas' gaze in surprise.

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

Lan Qi on the stage must also be puzzled.

I can't even figure out what's going on.

"general…"

Antanas wants to ask Pranay, but probably only Pranay can see the truth at this time.

However, as soon as Antanas leaned over and looked at Shinora's side, he found that Pranay was missing.

"Where's your brother?"

Antanas asked Sinora.

"Brother seemed to have gone to the toilet just now."

Sinola looked in the direction of the aisle. She remembered that Pranay had just left without saying a word.

"Eh...?"

Antanas' expression froze.

She looked timidly at Abigail in the front row.

After taking a closer look, I realized that the aura on Abigail's body had become quite terrifying, and the veins on the back of her hands were beating. It seemed that the play was all an accident, and nothing was the same as her choreography. of.

Antanas swallowed and did not dare to speak.

She could only look at the stage.

Witness this disaster as it continues.

Now she couldn't imagine what Lan Qi was feeling on stage at this moment.

(End of chapter)