The World of Deities Chapter 270: The drama is staged

"In this case, then I will tell Aeschylus and let him prepare with all his strength."

Palos closed the magic book and looked in the direction of the students of Plato College, and saw Larence talking in a low voice with a tall old man.

"Larens, why don't you use magic now to publicize and prevent the nobles from hearing, how about it?" Aeschylus whispered.

Larens' eyes lit up and said: "Yes!"

Larens adjusted his magic beard, coughed slightly, and said: "Dear citizens of the city of Athens, today we have witnessed a feat destined to be remembered in history. A commoner killed a nobleman in the city-state competition. , This is the first time."

A large number of civilians looked at Larence.

"Su Ye is the champion and hero of this arena. However, you may not know that he is also a great playwright. This is not my praise, but Ace, the father of tragedy. Mr. Cross’s praise, he is by my side."

"Tonight, in the Municipal Plaza, a new form of drama will be staged, and the theme of this drama is the struggle between common people and nobles. Yes, the author of this drama is Su Ye, a magician Teacher, an unyielding fighter, an excellent playwright, and a civilian. On behalf of Master Aeschylus and all members of the Plato Academy, I invite you to watch the play "Zacre" in the town square tonight."

"Of course, please go back and promote to your friends and neighbors now, and ask them to go to the city hall in the evening. Because this is the first performance of "Zacre", and it may be the last one."

A few civilians fell into thinking, and most of them nodded vigorously.

"Definitely support!"

"We must go!"

"For Suye!"

"For Suye!"

Many civilians yelled loudly.

A few nobles turned their heads to look at the civilians, not knowing why, they always felt that these civilians left in a hurry as if they had weapons in their hands and armor.

Gladiator's room.

Su Ye changed a room, sat quietly, his eyes blank.

The sound of footsteps sounded and the iron gate opened.

"This is the previous item, there is not a single copper owl." The golden warrior referee held everything in his hands and placed it by the bed.

"Thank you very much." Su Ye's eyes lit up, and he nodded lightly.

"However, you cannot leave this room until the God of War has issued an order. Of course, the Forbidden Domain will no longer appear." The referee said.

"I know."

"We will deliver food to you on time. I hope you spend a peaceful time here." The referee nodded slightly and turned away.

The door is not locked.

Su Ye looked at the iron gate, with a faint smile on his face, and opened the magic book.

A dense pile of magic letters.

Su Ye first opened Palos's.

"I will ensure that "Zacre" will be performed as scheduled."

Su Ye looked at Palos' letter, smiled slightly, and replied: "Thank you, but unfortunately I can't watch it with you. I will invite you again when the next performance is on."

"Good!"

Su Ye slowly flipped through the magic book.

There are not only students from Plato Academy, not only students from the Little Magic Academy, but also letters from some famous magicians.

Or congratulations, or praise, or sympathy, or encouragement.

Su Ye smiled after reading it.

After a long time, open the magic book and preview tomorrow's lesson.

The hall of the Rolong family.

Old Turner finished telling the story in detail, and even Su Ye's words did not leave a word.

"Say it again." Leobo sat in the chair, his expression as usual.

Old Turner repeated it again.

After listening calmly, Leobo slowly stood up, turned around, and gently stroked the back of the chair, which was only half of the rest, his right hand trembling.

"This half of the chair back was originally reserved for you."

After speaking, Leobo turned around and looked at the clear sky outside.

"Take my war spear."

"Master, he is the favored one of Athena, if you do it..."

"Luo Long is my grandson."

"But..."

Leobo's indifferent gaze fell on Old Turner.

Old Turner trembled, lowered his head, turned and walked out.

A figure flew down, blocking the gate.

"It's been a long time, my old friend." Larence held his staff and looked at Leobo inside.

Old Turner froze for a moment, then slowly stepped back.

Leobo stared at Larence.

The two sides looked at each other.

"You knew it a long time ago?" Leobo asked.

"I knew it." Larence.

"His heart is still so cruel."

In Leobo's eyes, there are ups and downs.

"You can't move Suye now." Larence said.

"Let me be his whetstone in the sanctuary?" Leobo's face was rarely mocked.

"After the sanctuary, we will not stop you." Larence said.

"I will wait." Leobo finished speaking and sat down slowly.

Larens turned around and left.

"You will wait." A strange smile appeared on the corner of Larence's mouth.

The sun is sinking to the west.

A name is spreading everywhere in the city.

"Have you heard? A commoner named Su Ye, who killed the nobles of the legendary family, was in the city-state tournament..."

"Su Ye wrote a play, and it will be performed at the Municipal Plaza tonight. Don't miss it..."

"Su Ye is really amazing. It's a pity that God of War will not set up a statue for him in the Municipal Square. If you build a statue for him, I will definitely touch it. If you don't touch the head of the statue, it means attack; if you don't touch the shoulder of the statue, That means contempt. If you don’t touch the arm of the statue, that means praise. Touch the back of the statue because I should bend over to salute."

"A true civilian hero..."

Whether it is the temple area, the noble area, the workshop area, the civilian area, the slave area or the dock area, the entire city of Athens is discussing the same person.

As the sun was about to set, people from all directions flocked to the Avenue of the Goddess of Wisdom and toward the Municipal Plaza.

This time, there was no voice from Solon, no magic beard, and many people seemed to have agreed in advance.

The sunset is faint and gold melts all over the place.

The drama hasn't started yet. Many spectators spontaneously come to ask those who set up the stage if they need help.

Under the power of the magicians and warriors of Plato Academy, the stage was quickly completed and it was unimaginably spectacular.

Several puppet masters are located behind the stage, and the magic is connected with the scenery and curtain to change the stage.

Not far from the stage, there are rows of bronze statues.

Every champion of the city-state tournament will have a place of its own there.

Now, there is a new statue there, and it even exudes the peculiar smell of the bronze just cooling down.

That is the statue of Su Ye, holding a three-section staff, wearing a robe, and looking forward quietly.

Exactly like a real person.

The statue has its back to the sunset.

When the shadow of the Acropolis Hill and the Colossus of Athena covered the Plaza Mayor, the Plaza Mayor was already crowded with people from all over the city.

There are a large number of magicians and warriors, there are workers who came from the workshop, there are civilians everywhere, there are some slaves who can move freely, and there are foreign merchants with unique clothes.

Sigrud crossed his arms, leaned against the wall, and looked at the stage.

In a room on the edge of the square, Palos opened the window and looked sideways at the stage.

The afterglow shone in, leaving a light orange-red on the blue lake.

Hot, with red eyes and many students from Plato College, are in the middle of the stage.

The students are whispering.

"Su Ye is destined not to be sentenced to death, he should be exiled, but the nobles will definitely not let him go."

"When the verdict comes down tomorrow, we will gather together and find a way to discuss how to help Su Ye."

"Well, I will organize this!" Jimmy said.

Albert's eyes flashed and he lowered his head.

Between the students of Plato College and the stage, the best viewing position, there are many elderly people sitting.

The nearby audience kept looking at them with respect.

Those people are either famous poets in the city of Athens or famous playwrights.

Aeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, Aristophanes, etc. are among them.

Looking up like a mountain in the rows.

On a roof on the edge of the Municipal Plaza, there are sloping beds and tables. There were densely packed wine utensils on the table, and more than a dozen young nobles lay on a slant bed, drinking wine while looking out the window and chatting.

"Andre, we know that you have always liked dramas and often watch performances, but the author of this drama is Su Ye, why do you come to see it?" The speaking Child was frivolous, with a hooked nose and deep eye sockets. The combination makes his appearance too gloomy.

"I'm not here for Su Ye, I am here for the masters of drama. A drama that Aeschylus praised must be extraordinary." Andre's gray-green eyes flicked. With a smile.

"But, we should stop it. This is Su Ye's drama. It is likely to be attacking the nobles. Think about his performance in the court today. He is biting each of us like a mad dog."

Andre smiled slightly and said: "The magician Su Ye is the magician Su Ye, and the drama writer Su Ye is a different person. We can’t just because he is a civilian, he is a magician, and he kills The murderer who killed Rolong would deny this drama. If this drama is really bad, we have to watch it quietly before making judgments."

"You are really a wise and good person. We believe that your success comes from good luck, but now we understand that your success comes from wisdom and broad mind." Boris praised.

The crowd nodded lightly.

"Although I am a warrior and do not like magicians, I have always respected great magicians like Plato. Your future is unlimited."

"I heard that someone wanted to stop the performance of this drama, but Pandion’s housekeeper Perce personally came forward, and the officials in charge of related affairs had to let the drama continue~IndoMTL.com~ There was a rumor recently. It is said that after Princess Palos graduates, the Pandion family may find a good son-in-law for her."

All the young nobles looked at each other, and finally, they all looked at Andrea.

"I heard that Princess Palos is also watching this drama."

"She and Su Ye seem to be very close."

"So, Su Ye must die." Chard finished speaking, staring at Andrea.

A smile appeared at the corner of Andrea's mouth.

"Today I only watch dramas, only appreciate the great art, earthly disputes, passions and chaotic emotions in my heart. They should not be brought to the scene and should not be insulting to great dramas. We raise our glasses, and after drinking, we are sober Watch the drama carefully, no matter who the author is.” Andre finished his toast.

"Cheers!"

The curtain opened.

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