Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 29:

The playground is already quite lively.

On the main square facing the gate, a group of adults and children gathered around Shuge in colorful robes to listen to his performance. This guy laughed and played a flute first, and the melodious flute sound reverberated in the square, which made people feel relaxed and happy; then he cleared his throat, played the shamisen, and sang a cheerful song.

No matter the flute repertoire or the ballad of the shamisen, they are all unheard of, and even the most knowledgeable people have never heard it elsewhere. So it was not only ordinary civilians who came to listen, but also a few scholars. Some of them were holding a wooden board, writing and drawing pictures on it with charcoal while listening, and jot down the music score.

There is no concept of "copyright" in this world, but the author's authorship is still protected. If someone copied someone else’s book or collected someone else’s song, but erased the original author’s name or changed it to himself, then there is no need for the original author to sue him, the **** of literature and art will naturally find him Trouble, even the powerful magical **** will punish him-the reason is simple, the magical god's priesthood also includes knowledge, and respect and protection of knowledge are also part of his teachings.

As for the profit-making problem of piracy, as far as the world's backward papermaking and printing levels are concerned, can piracy be profitable? Just kidding!

But even so, Sui Xiong often received applications from scholars and poets, asking the authors of those songs to allow them to perform these works elsewhere.

Of course he has no objection to this, but he requires that no matter where he is playing, he must first help promote the playground.

This request is very reasonable and everyone is willing to accept it, so after listening to the pirated song, there are often art lovers from far away who travel all the way to the capital of their country, and then from the teleportation array to the playground, just to listen to the modified version. The original version.

Shortly afterwards, Shuge was called by the **** of literature and art when he was drunk with Qiao Xiu and Fafnell one day and lay down on a prostitute's bed.

The next morning, he said with a refreshing spirit and high spirits that Mr. Huvalier von Storovsky Franz got the song of far-reaching due to his outstanding contribution to art dissemination. (The **** of literature and art) rewards, now is a high-level adventurer!

When he said this, he slanted his eyes and glanced at Qiao Xiu a few times. He didn't mean to put this barbarian who couldn't even write his name in his eyes.

Qiao Xiu didn't care about him, but he dragged him to treat him after get off work that day. A meal ate his salary for the entire month. He was so distressed that he yelled, but he was caught by a big barbarian with iron tongs. His big hands were severely suppressed, and there was no way to fight back.

The high-level bard is certainly powerful, but Qiao Xiu is a high-level barbarian. If a bard is caught by a barbarian, what else can he end up doing?

Favnir, who was transformed into a human form, was enjoying the service of the two little girls while watching Qiao Xiu packing up the living treasures with a smile, and couldn’t help sighing: “This guy Xiugu is indeed very interesting. !"

Sui Xiong also met the **** of literature and art. The two sides had a cordial and friendly exchange on the form of literature and art, the development of art, the cultivation and protection of artists, and so on, and they reached a lot of consensus. Although the fundamental position remained at the point of "appreciation" rather than "support", an agreement was reached after all.

According to the agreement, for a period of time in the future, the **** of literature and art will arrange for his artists to come here for further studies, and his followers will come to build a high-end theater and perform various cultural programs in it.

In exchange, Sui Xiong will provide shelter for artists when necessary. As long as no crime is committed, no one can capture or kill any artist in the playground.

This agreement makes the **** of literature and art very satisfied. As a **** with weak power, he has always hated his lack of force and cannot give believers a shelter in strength at critical moments. And his church is too weak, even without decent church force.

Let’s take a look at it, another **** from the gods of the **** of magic, although he is also weak in divine power, but there is a stable church knight. Although there are not many people, there are still some!

In contrast, although theoretically every theater is a temple of the **** of literature and art, he does not even have a stable church, let alone a church knight...

"You are also a very veteran god, how come you don't even have a stable church?" Sui Xiong asked in confusion.

The delicate girl who was incarnation of the **** of literature and art sighed and said his difficulties.

The believers of the **** of literature and art are mostly artists, and most of them are nobles and adventurers. But adventurers have no fixed place and often wander around. The pampered nobles may be willing to pay, but they are unlikely to work for the gods.

Although in theory, people can be recruited if they have money. But since the rise of the noble god, he has strictly controlled the nobles' support for other churches. Under the constraints of the Church of the God of Nobility, many churches that originally depended on the support of the nobles to maintain their operations are gradually disintegrating, and the God of Literature and Art is particularly affected the most.

His church originally relied on the existence of theaters, but most of these theaters were actually the property of the nobles, and only a few belonged to the Church of the Gods of Literature and Art. Under the suppression of the Church of the Noble God, the theaters whose property rights belonged to the nobles were first transformed rapidly, and then those theaters that originally belonged to the Church of the God of Literature and Art were squeezed out to be difficult to maintain and had to be closed one by one.

Not long ago, the last theater belonging to the Church of the God of Literature and Art finally closed down. Although this is not a heavy blow to the faith that is maintained by the love of art, it is like a catastrophe for the church.

So when Sui Xiong expressed his willingness to provide refuge to the believers of the God of Literature and Art and let them build a theater here and maintain a stable church, the God of Literature and Art was really moved and embarrassed.

"I helped him when he enshrined the gods... I didn't expect the end result to be like this..."

The sigh of the **** of literature and art, Sui Xiong just listened to it-if you want to say sighs, the **** of knights sighed, can he sigh more than the original patron saint of mankind?

But for the fact that the Church of the God of Literature and Art entered the amusement park, he offered at least seven or eight tentacles to welcome it.

Money, one person can't make enough money. The cake is bigger, and everyone eats together, which is the way to do things for others.

Most of the followers of the God of Literature and Art are not difficult to get along with. The arrival of the versatile and talented people is of great help to enhance the cultural atmosphere of the entire playground, and also has a great effect on improving the image of the playground in the entire civilized world.

So the two gods finally reached an agreement happily. Sui Xiong also invited the **** of literature and art to stay for a casual meal, but unfortunately the other party seemed to have something urgent and left in a hurry.

But dealing with another deity is not so pleasant.

Koladmar, the **** of underground caves and underground ruins, also known as the "Underground Lord of Darkness", with medium power.

This deity is not a human being, but a black dragon from the ancient times. It lives in a dark cave that no one knows, grows continuously, and finally stepped into the realm of the gods, killed the previous generation of cave gods, seized the priesthood of "underground caves", and claimed to be all underground relics. The master of "underground ruins" has established the priesthood of "underground ruins" over the long years. During the establishment of these two priesthoods, it slaughtered wildly, and I don't know how many **** storms it caused.

Now, he is the only deity known to possess these two clergy, and his power has long surpassed the clergy, and he belongs to the recognized top power among the gods. Possess a position close to the **** kings of various gods.

This is an amazing thing. You must know that there are many intelligent creatures who like to live underground. But even among the most powerful dwarves, there are only "the gods of shallow caves, underground exploration, and mining" in the gods, and they played a side ball slightly, and did not dare to blatantly reach out towards the sphere of influence of Koladmar.

This **** is also refreshing, without even greetings, and directly explained his intentions.

"The deep underground caves and the remains in the caves belong to me." The tall, thin man with black skin, the incarnation of the black dragon god, said in a natural tone, "Later junior, I Don’t mind if you use them for profit, but you must hang my holy emblem in caves and ruins and let my followers manage them. Of course, the offerings to me are also indispensable."

Sui Xiong was silent for a while, and asked: "Since you are the **** of caves, you must know that this underground maze was dug by myself. The underground city in the maze was built by myself. It is the result of my labor. If you have any comments, why didn't you come to me in the past few years?"

"Why would I have an opinion?" Corradema raised her eyebrows~IndoMTL.com~ asked suspiciously, "I am glad to see your behavior!"

"Since you have no objection to my behavior of digging underground mazes and building dungeons, why are you jumping out now to fight for it?" Sui Xiong frowned, and said in a deep voice, "It's mine! "

"The underground caves and ruins belong to me." Koladamer still said nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter where they came from, all underground caves and ruins belong to me."

Sui Xiong took a deep breath, held back the anger in his chest, and asked, "Even if it was built by another god?"

"Of course!" Korad Maha laughed, "I am still very satisfied with your act of showing my glory. I want to commend you..."

Sui Xiong sneered, and didn't bother to listen to him. With a wave of his tentacles, the surrounding space rippled like water waves. The incarnation of Kola Dema suddenly resembled a cannonball shot out of the cannon. When I went out, I didn't know where I was flying.

"Where's the neuropathy..." He bounced the suspicion guy away, and Sui Xiong rubbed his temples with his tentacles, and muttered secretly, "It's so popular! Digging a hole can lead to a clamor Sovereign dog......"