The Magic Thief Chapter 17:

I can see that there are various hats and headdresses everywhere on the street. Exquisite streamers and gorgeous tassels are floating randomly, adding a beautiful landscape to the streets and lanes. These shapes are strange and exaggerated. Under his hat, there are masks of the same weird shape.

In the eyes of Ruibo, the Zhufeng Festival is a huge fancy dress party. Walking through the crowds, you can't see the scene of everyone bowing to him in the past. Ruibo seems to have returned to the Buddha. Langshi Kingdom, returned to the free Southport.

Seeing the strange masks covering the face, Ruibo seems to be able to penetrate these masks and see the smiling faces full of relaxation and excitement. Seeing all this, Ruibo seems to understand why he is here. At this moment, people have to use masks to conceal their true colors.

Obviously, the first person to think of this method must be a wise elder who is full of wisdom and penetrates people’s hearts. When these masks cover up people’s faces, they may also cover the kingdom of Drizhi. That many strict levels and strata.

He pressed down the wide brim of the hat. This huge hat made him feel very inconvenient. The black robe on his body also made him annoying, and the more annoying was undoubtedly the long broom in his hand. , This made him feel puzzled. Why do ordinary people think that a magician would fly in the sky on a broomstick? At least he himself had never seen a magician bring this kind of tool for cleaning the kitchen. flight.

The reason for dressing up like this is exactly what Freira meant. Freira’s own dress made him feel envious. She just borrowed a set of armor used in festival celebrations from Archduke Foss, and easily She dressed herself as a knight.

Looking at the other towering and sharp black hats in the crowd, Ribo quickly discovered that this attire on his body is not uncommon on the street, and those who dressed up as magicians like him, the same They are also about the same age as him. Perhaps they also have illusions in their hearts. The illusion will one day be favored by a certain magician, and the illusion can become a real magician.

The squares in Monach are like huge vortexes, and the endless stream of people seems to slow down when they arrive.

People stopped and stayed because there was something in the center of these squares that attracted them deeply.

The sound of laughter from the crowd obviously attracted more people to watch. Everywhere you can see the hats jumping up and down, obviously they are all poor people who have not yet grown tall. Teenager.

Ribo did not join the ranks of the onlookers, because he knew very well that artists with truly superb talents would never show their talents to ordinary people like street performers. What they need is not that cheap The cheers, but the recognition of the upper class.

That will make it possible for them to be among the upper class, just like those artists favored by the Archduke of Bashimon.

Suddenly Ruibo saw something very familiar. It was a pumpkin carriage, but neither the carriage itself nor the four horses in front of it were real goods. It was built with a wooden frame. Wrapped with a layer of colorful gold and silver foil paper.

This is the new thing that Count Chameleon brought from Palin, and even those southern lords saw it for the first time.

The four wheels of the carriage are actually four attendants dressed up as wheels, and the four carriage horses are also dressed up by people.

The eight people made concerted efforts to carry this glorious looking carriage across the market. Even the crowded crowd and the narrow streets can make them easy to pass.

And the two people sitting in the carriage were also dressed as attendants, and they also had to carry the two bottomless carriages inside.

On the contrary, the coachman is the most leisurely, and this leisurely position naturally belongs to Count Komilan himself. At this moment, he is dressed up as a coachman holding a whip in his hand and yelling decently.

Ribo, who was tired of the huge hat and loose robe, didn't mind taking a ride. He pushed the crowd away and squeezed towards the carriage.

For the young man dressed as a black-robed wizard who suddenly jumped into the carriage, neither Earl Komiran nor the guards who carried the "carriage" dared to criticize it, because they knew very well that those who dared to do so would never be blamed. Will be ordinary people.

At this moment when all the masks are used to cover up the identity, a person who is not careful may offend a person who could never be offended.

Because of this, the "driver" immediately flipped up his mask to reveal a silly smile.

Ribo also took off the old man's mask covered with bumps, long nose, and wrinkles like tree roots everywhere.

"Oh-I guess it's you." But Earl Milan said with a smile, this is not just casually, because in Monach, he dared to do this and didn't feel unreasonable or worried about being blamed. A special envoy.

"Your Excellency must be in a hurry to go to the duel of the artists." Count Ke Milan said with a smile.

"Are you also interested in this duel?" Ribo asked tentatively.

The chameleon-like earl shook his head and said, "No, no, no, forgive me. In my opinion, the dispute between artists this time is not so much a challenge to tradition by new art forms and concepts. It is better to say that a group of hungry young people want to squeeze to the table, and the seat at the table is already occupied by a group of old guys, and they must all be pushed aside."

It’s rare for this Lord Earl from the capital to show contempt and contempt straightforwardly. Suddenly, he changed his words and said in an extremely courteous and warm tone: "Earl Maiding, you have a great deal with this artist. Is the interest in the duel because of the public reason or because of the interest in the young and beautiful countess?"

"What did you say?" Ribo did not answer, but asked in a low voice.

"I think it's a combination of both. In fact, you don't need to be so polite to that woman. She is asking you at this moment. As long as you show some meaning, she will naturally send it to the door." But Earl Milan's tone became increasingly warm and obscure.

"Where did you learn that I was interested in that countess?" Ribo asked pretendingly in surprise.

"Hehehe." Count Ke Milan gave a very warm and weird smile. He has repeatedly verified this matter several times, and even tried his best to learn from the tone of one of the wind knights. Inquired about some rumors and fame of this envoy in the Kingdom of France.

"My envoy, I heard that there is a beautiful and charming stunner by your side. I also heard that you often go to the market in the suburbs. To be honest, the lady boss in the tailor shop is so beautiful that there is nothing to say, even me. When I saw that boss lady, I couldn’t help but move my heart, and you must know that I’m not the kind of person who hasn’t seen the market before.” Earl Milan’s smile became even more obscure and warm: “And that Ai Li Junsi The countess is also stunning, how can your eyes miss her?"

Hearing what the Lord Earl said, Ribo couldn't help but move his heart.

Count Comeran, who was always watching his words and expressions, immediately caught this change. He thought he had found a chance to get closer to the young envoy.

Thinking of this, he immediately approached Ruibo and said in a low voice: "My envoy, Telizhi women are not as romantic as the women of your homeland, the Kingdom of France. They, I am afraid that things will go against their wishes. Both men and women admire strength here. Everyone will bow to their knees in front of tough wrists, and the waists and knees of those women are extremely weak."

"You can just hug the Countess's waist. Wherever you want to take her, she will never resist, because her family and the quartermaster who have been roasted have a very Close relationship, because of this, you are the strongest support she can find at this moment, and she will never refuse any request from you."

"I don't want to break up a sweet couple." Ribo said with a smile.

"Oh-you have misunderstood again. In the Kingdom of Dalizhi, everyone belongs to him. Even if his son has sufficient strength and status, he can ignore his father at all, and if his wife has a prominent His family background and wealth, the husband will appear to have no status at all."

"What's more, that talented and great poet is not even a nominal lover. Countess Alisons doesn’t want to give others this terrible topic at all. If you want, you can even make Countess Alisons Cut off contact with the poet, you are a strong man far better than her, she has no room to speak in front of you." The earl from the capital said eagerly.

Ribo's mind is another thing. He has never forgotten the arrogance and unreasonableness of the poet who was in the small town.

What's more, Ruibo has always believed that these poets and artists will never appear to be noble because of their talents, but because of poverty and outstanding talents, they will be more enthusiastic about status and reputation than ordinary people.

They yearn for brilliance are like bugs gathered in the light, and it is not only Prince Henry that can give them light. In case Duke Bassemong opens his mind to them, Ribos has no doubt whether they will still To the Grand Duke of Bashimeng.

Just as he believed in the desire of the poets for fame and status, he also affirmed the "tolerance" and "forgetfulness" of the poets.

Because of this, he has already begun to think about how to control those poets and artists, and Mr. Gold is undoubtedly the leader and leader among them.

And the best way to control that Mr. Gold is undoubtedly to keep the beautiful countess firmly in his hands, and he has absolute confidence in this, he has any woman A powerful weapon that is hard to resist, besides that, the ointment that can enhance the taste gives him full confidence.

There has never been a woman able to escape the mercy of this mysterious ointment, and even the proud queen, her Majesty, succumbed to him and opened up her heart and every hole that can be used for fun. Even the beautiful woman who had been trained to act as a spy had become his slave under the effect of this ointment and confessed everything to him.

"Perhaps I should really hug the slender waist of that beautiful countess." Ruibo also said with that slightly warm smile.

A series of cryptic laughter was uploaded from this unique carriage

In the corner of Monach, a clear stream flows in front of a square. The people of Monach skillfully use this stream to arrange the square into a rare water feature. It's a pity that the houses around the square It really can't match the beautiful scenery.

These houses are not small. Most of them are four-story buildings. There are also one or two five-story houses built there. For Monach, these buildings are already quite tall.

However, the shapes of these buildings are not flattering. The rooms are small and crowded. You can even see simple tents built of wooden boards on the roof.

On the square in the center, a colored platform decorated with silk and brocade has already been erected. That is the battlefield that is about to start.

At this moment, those poets and artists are gathering together, busy for the final battle.

Looking at those strangely dressed people with thick masks, the Count Lord from the capital showed an embarrassed look.

"Oh-I must be sorry for my forgetfulness. It is almost impossible to find the countess in such a crowd." He shook his head helplessly and said, "However, I am not in a hurry. For a while, there will be opportunities in the future."

Earl Kamilan was surprised that he suddenly heard the boy next to him say: "I don't have to wait until later, I have already found the lady."

"How is this possible?" Count Milan asked in amazement, but he immediately showed a suddenly realized look: "Ah-I have to feel sorry for my forgetfulness again, I forgot that you are a magic Master, the power of magic is omnipotent."

"No, I have to admit that this has nothing to do with magic. Mr. Gold on the stage is very eye-catching. I don't have to worry about not recognizing him. I guess that beautiful and charming countess will definitely Cheer for his lover in the crowd, and our great poet must have already agreed on their clothes with a close couple. I just need to pay attention to the look in Mr. Gold’s eyes, and I can naturally find the hiding place. Countess among the crowd." Ribo explained calmly: "Look, they are greeting each other again. The circus trainer who is beckoning to the circus must not fail to see it."

"Oh-I have to admit that your wisdom is unmatched." But Earl Milan complimented him immediately, but there was more or less true meaning in it.

Ribo smiled slightly and shrugged his shoulders. He lightly jumped out of that peculiar "carriage"

Trying to squeeze into the crowd, Ribo threw away the ridiculous hat and walked behind the countess. At this moment, Ribo realized that the waist was really not a suitable choice.

Freila is already quite tall among women, but the countess is even more of a "giant". Ribo estimates that her height is at least 1.8 meters, and the least self-confidence is his height. .

After hesitating for a while, Ribo still decided to hug the slim waist, but he never forgot the strong temper of the countess. He didn't want to receive another slap in the face, let alone look like The young man in that small town was usually beaten with a whip by the countess.

Thinking of the scene when she wielded the whip and didn't even care about her naked carcass, Riber couldn't help but glanced at the countess. What made him feel interesting was that today she was holding her in her hand again. He was wearing a leather whip, but this time it was not the horse whip I saw last time, but a two-meter long whip used by the trainer to tame the beast.

"Miss Ali Junsi, it is my honor to see you again." Ribo said as he put his arm gently on the Countess's waist.

The plump and tender feeling proved that his guess was not wrong at all, and he could even feel that the countess was shocked.

"There are too many people here and too crowded, and I am a little short. We might as well find a suitable room in the nearby buildings, where we can see more clearly." Ribo finally decided to adopt the straightforward approach taught to him by Count Kemiran. Since it is the most effective way for a woman to use her strength to persecute, why bother to seek further distance?

The countess was obviously taken aback, but she did not resist at all, just as Count Comeran said, obediently followed the young man in the ridiculous mask and black robe of the wizard out of the crowd. Squeeze away, because she has already guessed the identity of this teenager, and at this moment her status and fate are in the hands of this teenager.

In a hurry, the countess glanced towards the stage, and she suddenly saw her lover walking towards here suspiciously, Aljuns had to shook her head at her lover again and again to stop her. The lover's extremely stupid and reckless behavior will only put him in a dangerous situation, and it will also make her situation more difficult.

What makes Ali Junsi feel helpless is that her lover has obviously become more rushed and hastily because of this. Obviously what is burning in his heart at this moment is not the overflowing talent but the feeling of jealousy

Getting out of the crowd, Ribo immediately saw the talented Mr. Gold standing in front of him. The look on his face looked quite interesting, somewhat surprised and doubtful, but Ribo was still able to Seeing the fire of jealousy burning in his eyes.

"Mr. Gold, I am planning to find a more suitable position with Miss Alisons to enjoy your performance." Ribo said with a smile, but he deliberately hugged the beautiful Countess's Waist, to his satisfaction, he saw the fire of jealousy in the poet's eyes burn more vigorously.

Fortunately, the blazing fire of jealousy did not burn out his sanity. The day before yesterday, it made him dizzy. I still don’t know how it was tossing, and I always stay in the depths of his memory, not to mention that he is the same. I already knew what a superb status this young man possessed.

Although reason prevented him from making reckless actions, jealousy also made him reluctant to take a step back. He stood in a stalemate, and at this moment his companions were already surrounding him.

"I just want to show my talents in front of the public. I didn't make a special trip to show you big masters. I didn't want you to use it for fun." Gore had to suppress his mood as much as possible. , Because he knows very well what will happen if he appears too impulsive, whether it is to let the judge or use force to solve the problem, it will be extremely detrimental to them.

What the poet said was a bit beyond Ribo's expectations. He never considered himself qualified to be an excellent critic, and he also knew very little about poetry and drama.

But at this moment, he absolutely can't shrink back, because of this he is thinking hard in his head.

Although he knows nothing about poetry and drama, Ribo believes that he has been strictly trained as a "actress" and he can definitely be called an excellent actor.

No one is bigger or more magnificent than the stage on which he is performing. The three kingdoms, two kings, princes and princesses are even more difficult to count. These people are just supporting roles on the stage, and this is worth it. Ruibo is proud and proud.

What's more, on the way to this square, he has already seen so many performances and artists. Although he has not watched any performance carefully at all, the eagerness shown by the onlookers The degree has long been panoramic view.

"Mr. Gold, maybe I do not have the superb artistic talent like your Excellency, but I believe that I may be above you in the grasp of the human heart." Ribo said indifferently, although he used you to do so. Addressed the poet who stood in front of him, but anyone could easily see that he had absolutely no respect.

"In my opinion, your poems and the performance of your companions may be enough to be praised by some people, but I would never think that more than one-tenth of the audience here at this moment can If you really know where your master's art is, I believe that it will be a very small group of people who can get fun from it."

"Of course, you may be able to use the loneliness of an artist to face those great mediocre people who cannot understand you, but I believe that more people's cheers will make a work of art more brilliance." Bo smiled and said, he looked at the artist in front of him, because he knew very well that being recognized and praised is one of the things most people want most. In this regard, whether it is a lofty artist or a lofty king and lord, there is nothing. No exceptions.

Seeing Gore got a little moved, Ribo continued: "The poem you wrote for this performance, I have already appreciated it. With all due respect, this poem may be enough to shock people's hearts, but everyone likes it. The celebration of the festival, it will probably make most people feel bored. I don’t think that too much preaching and intense emotions will make those who want to relax during the festival happy, I believe they would like to see A circus performance or a clown performance is better than listening to your impassioned poem."

"What's more, in my opinion, your irony is too strong and profound. You have pushed aside the outer skin of this gray world, and the crisscrossed blood vessels and the black paint seem to be stained. With the poisonous blood, everyone can see at this time that should be full of joy and pleasure. If this is art, I believe most people here will leave to show their welcome to art."

"Obviously you have chosen an inappropriate theme at this moment, and presented it in an inappropriate way. You tried your best to depict a group of terrifying and terrifying'hell demons', and you described this A scene where a group of'devils' held a'feast' with the flesh and blood of living people."

"Why do'demons' have to have such a hideous and terrifying look? Why can't they be elegant or even full of brilliance? Why can't they have elegant demeanor and beautiful appearance, why can't they eat flesh and blood? Gentle, why can't those'food' be arranged so beautifully as if it were a real feast?"

"Add some jokes, I believe that as long as the technique is clever, no matter what kind of poison is placed in these jokes, most people may not be able to experience it, and you can enjoy all your irony and ridicule. Add it as a seasoning."

"Let the guys with dull taste buds taste the superficial and strong taste, and let those who really understand the delicious taste the exquisiteness and beauty of the feast. This will be a banquet that will please everyone. Everyone I can get what I need from it."

Speaking of Ribo waving his arms lightly and gracefully, in an almost standard posture towards Gore’s court ceremony, but Ribo’s arm never left the waist of the beautiful countess, he Obviously, it explained what an elegant devil looks like in the most direct and appropriate way.

Standing up straight again, Ribo seemed to have turned a blind eye to Gore who was blocking in front. He pulled the Countess Alisons straight past Mr. Poet's side. At this moment, he was indeed happy and relaxed in his heart. Extremely, suddenly Ribo discovered that sarcasm and mockery are indeed a very interesting and wholesome good thing.

"Oh-that guy seems to be right." said one of the people who had just come by in a low voice.

Although Gold was a little unconvinced, he thought about it for a while and slowly said: "Maybe we still have time to change the script, but everyone has to perform with the dialogue book."

He took one last look, the figure that was about to disappear at the end of the crowd, suddenly sighed heavily

Narrow, crowded, and messy, walking on the dark stairs, Ruibo seemed to have returned to his home in Nangang.

Everything around seemed so familiar, and the creaking sound of the rough wooden staircase was almost exactly the same.

The only difference is the noise here, almost every room by the window is already full of people.

Appreciating the performances on the square from a condescending place is obviously not the only way that Ruibo can think of. In fact, the owners of these houses have already prepared a means to add a large amount of extra income to the family.

A few chairs are really necessary for those wealthy people who are waiting for the show to begin, and a cup of sugar water filled with wild chick petals is even more expensive at this moment.

There are definitely not many tables and cabinets in the room, this is to make room as much as possible to accommodate as many people as possible.

Looking at this crowded appearance, Ruibo is obviously no longer interested. Just as he was trying to go downstairs and leave, the owner of the room who had been thinking about making a business suddenly took him very diligently. He said: "This little master, I can see that you don't like being too crowded, but I have a place where you can enjoy the performance on the square, and it is absolutely quiet, and no one will disturb you."

Ribo, who used to be a clerk in Nangang, naturally does not believe that there is such a good thing. There are all kinds of problems in all kinds of goods that are trying to sell abroad.

But at the moment what he needs most is a window close to the square, because of this Ribo nodded happily.

Following behind the skinny homeowner and walking through a narrow staircase full of chores, the shopkeeper turned up a sloping wooden board, which was obviously a simple door.

As the homeowner said, this is a place where no one bothers.

The high roof is just below your feet. The slanted door just now was supposed to be a skylight on the roof. Outside is a small platform built with heavy wooden boards. The so-called windows close to the square just support this platform. The gap of more than one meter wide exposed between the two adjacent roofs.

Ribo clearly felt that the Countess shook her feet. It was obvious that she was worried about whether the planks were strong enough, and she was worried about the fate after they fell.

Obviously to prove the safety and reliability of the platform, the homeowner jumped twice on the plank, but Ribo knew clearly that this move made the countess more afraid.

Looking at the clothes hanging on the platform that seem to be like colorful flags, Ruibo will naturally not be unable to guess the usual use of this simple platform. Like Nangang, the poor who don’t have much money will try to squeeze it out. Use limited space, and this is obviously the best place to dry clothes.

"Oh-dear master, you can rest assured that it is absolutely safe here. The people in the building even take a bath here. No one has ever had an accident." The host pointed to the hanging one in the corner. A wooden barrel said, a small hole was opened in the bottom of the barrel and a cork stopper was plugged.

"You can leave now. I'm very satisfied with this place." Ribo glanced around and said. The roofs on both sides blocked most of the line of sight. Two rooms can see the situation here, but it is too far away to see clearly.

Tugging the beautiful countess, Riber stepped onto the simple platform. He had no intention of getting close to the railings in front, and he was not very relieved about these railings.

The letter took out two gold coins and threw them into the hands of the homeowner. The latter became more attentive because of the two gold coins. He kept saying: "Please wait, I will take two at once. Come with a chair." When the attentive shopkeeper came back, in addition to the two chairs, there were two more blankets.

After the homeowner left, Ribo glanced around again. As he expected, the two simple doors on the left and right had latches fastened from the inside.

The bolt was fastened, and Ribo smiled at the beautiful countess and said, "We have time, and the performance on the square has not yet begun."

Speaking, he gently brought the two chairs together, and spread a wool felt blanket on them, and made an inviting gesture with a very elegant and noble posture

The sound of cheering and applauding one after another, and the corresponding is the gorgeous dress that flutters above the square, all the actresses have wonderful figures and beautiful faces, and the male actors except The handsome appearance also has that graceful demeanor.

All this dazzled the audience. Not only were they dazzled by the beautiful dance, they were also intoxicated by the mellow and beautiful music.

Looking at the actors, looking at the gorgeous clothes, looking at the indescribable beautiful setting, the group of young artists frowned.

"These old guys are willing to pay the price, and this time their tailor may have made a fortune." A voice forced out of the gap in the teeth said coldly.

"Without any content, it's like a gorgeous vase. These old guys have become grandstanding clowns." Another person said calmly.

"Nor can I say that. The music composed by Mushko this time can be regarded as our strong enemy, and these sets and costumes are probably all made by Bushvark. He is very clear that what ordinary people appreciate is What, and the long poem at the opening may already be regarded as Pert’s most brilliant work in the past ten years. Although there is really no other content, but these alone may make us feel tricky." Hannah, who had just gotten rid of the lawsuit, sighed and said.

"I don't know if the script we hurriedly adapted can arouse everyone's interest." Gold also murmured to the side.

"Perhaps we should add some more jokes, and we have to prepare a new beginning poem." Hannah said thoughtfully.

"Pert’s long poem is blocking in front, and their performance is obviously able to capture the interest and attention of ordinary people, and our costumes and props are obviously far incomparable with them, even if they are wonderful I am afraid that the long poems may not have any effect." The person next to him shook his head and said.

"I agree with Naxi that the situation is quite unfavorable for us. It seems that we can never win by ordinary means. Perhaps we should indeed adopt the little devil's method. Now that Pert has used gorgeous rhetoric and impassioned aura to gain If we succeed, we absolutely don't need to try this. Use comics and jokes to make the audience feel interesting and relaxed. Maybe we can rely on our grasp of the human heart and win." Gold said.

"Can you start with the three humorous poems that court jesters are good at?" the young man named Naxi said immediately.

"Does the beginning of a clown make people criticize it for grandstanding? Using this method to attract the audience's attention is not worth the gain." said a rather serious artist.

"The clowns don’t necessarily paint their faces with red and white oil paint, and they don’t all wear two kinds of loose plaid clothes with different colors. The number of clowns is the most numerous." Gore said calmly.

"The words are right, but what we have to face at this moment is the fair judgment of the noble lords. No matter how much the audience likes our performance, the final decision is still in the hands of these few people." Han Na immediately reminded.

"Why don’t we think about it, besides those incompetent and stupid noble lords, who else is annoying? I believe that using them as clowns to mock, the audience will definitely feel very happy, and those noble lords They can also laugh, as long as they ridicule people who have nothing to do with them, they will never care." Naxi said.

"For us, the most annoying thing is undoubtedly the old guys who are all over there at the moment." Someone next to him immediately interrupted.

"That's right, stupid old guys, upstarts who don’t know anything, butlers and servants who are lofty but lofty but flattering to the common people. I am afraid that no one would like these people except themselves. And the nobles will not be angry about ridiculing these people, maybe they can find some new pleasures from it." Naxi said leisurely.

"But these alone may not produce enough orgasms. What can these old guys, upstarts and housekeepers do? I'm afraid they don't even have the courage to raise the sword of the duel." Another person said quickly. .

"It's very simple. Have you forgotten what happened not long ago? Naxi was involved in a lawsuit and almost couldn't get out. Liars, thieves, and untrustworthy businessmen are also objects of hatred by everyone. They will be the best contradictions on the stage, and the other guys that we and everyone hate can play supporting roles on the sidelines. Although they don’t even have the courage to take up the duel sword, in such a scammer and On the stage dominated by thieves, they can perform to their heart's content." Gore said calmly.

"It seems that you already have a perfect script in your mind." Naxi smiled and said, "But I have never tried to change the script and all the lines in the few minutes before the performance."

"Everything always has a beginning." Gore patted his old friend on the shoulder and said, "However, I believe this will not seem too difficult, because there is the most suitable example and model in front of him."

Hearing this, the group of young artists who surrounded him smiled and looked at the old guys who were performing vigorously on the stage

The blowing wind could not calm the enthusiasm in Ruibo's heart. At the beginning, he also paid part of his attention to the performance on the square, but soon he discovered that it was more When he got up, there was another thing that fascinated him more deeply.

In the beginning, he just planned to act on the scene, just want to play the role of a lustful and lewd noble master who also likes to play with power. With such a stunning beauty as Freila by his side, Riber didn’t think he would be right. Other women are really interested.

Unexpectedly, the Countess of Alcyon made him a deep curiosity. This curiosity eventually turned into a love. Although it is not a crush, it already surprised Ruibo.

If there is anything about this countess that appeals to him, it is undoubtedly a fit and elegant body.

Ribo has only seen the same fit and elegant female body in the copy of the few murals in Mr. Hyde's collection.

It's completely different from Freila's delicate beauty, and it is also different from the noble beauty of Her Majesty the Queen. The beauty possessed by the Countess Alison is a mixture of vitality and classicism.

Having such a perfect and healthy body also means having infinite energy and ample physical strength. Because of this, what this countess can give him is a wonderful feeling that no one else can give, of course. Reila is the only exception. If the countess is a tough fighter, then Freila is undoubtedly the master.

But for Ribo, the feeling that Miss Aljunsi gave him is even more wonderful, because although she is an excellent opponent, he is the ultimate conqueror after all, and facing Freila, Ribo But he has no confidence that he can win. He knows very well that if Freila wants to compare with him, he must be conquered.

Because of excitement and happiness, Ruibo shivered slightly, and he dedicated his strongest and strongest passion to this lady who is not very familiar.

Although the passion has passed, Ribo did not withdraw his "garrison" from the rich "land" he had already conquered.

Suddenly Ribo heard a loud laughter from the square. The laughter came after another, like thunder in the summer rainy season.

At this moment, Ruibo noticed that the gorgeous and elegant court music played with harp and flute had ended. At this moment, what echoed in the square was a strange combination of snare drums and whistle. The music is full of humor and playfulness, and the thunderous laughter mixed with this kind of strange music is extraordinarily bizarre.

Although he doesn't know what happened on the square, Ribo believes that Mr. Gold has already understood the meaning of what he said just now.

Rather than mocking others' stupidity with a stern face, it is better to use wanton jokes to make everyone happy from their stupidity. This undoubtedly draws a large group of allies for themselves, and those who are mocked will never come from those who have mocked him. The bystanders ask for help.

As Ribo imagined, his keen ears clearly heard someone cursing loudly from the noisy laughter and funny music, and Ribo could also guess who it was. So angry.

Glanced at the beautiful countess under him, Ribo suddenly thought of mocking someone in his heart. What he wanted to mock was that talented and proud thing, but he was still concerned about the world. A prosperous and beautiful poet full of envy and longing.

Gently hugged Ai Li Junsi's limp body and walked carefully to the railing. Ribo glanced at the rows of clothes drying in front of them. They blocked the sight of the crowd below, but there was no such thing. What to worry about, because everyone is staring at the performance on stage, not even noticing that there is a more beautiful scenery above their heads to watch.

Take the Countess lightly on the railing, and Ribo firmly supported her plump waist. He clearly felt that the Countess wanted to refuse to do so, which obviously made her feel extremely ashamed. However, Ribo used a strong force to make the arrogant countess succumb, and it was the "garrison" whose morale was gradually rising that made her surrender completely.

Relaxedly enjoying the joy of conquering and ravaging with a slow rhythm, Ruibo watched the performance on the square.

At this moment, the square is crowded with people, and even the urchins of Monach are climbing on the big trees next to them. Those children don’t have to worry about falling down and getting hurt, because the dense crowds standing underneath seem to be a piece. Thick blankets are average.

The magnificent and wonderful setting in the center has all been taken away. Two wooden barrels and four horizontal bars form a stage. The costumes worn by the actors are even more crude. In Ruibo's view, these costumes are not even comparable to the costumes of the audience.

A hat decorated with chicken feathers represents the identity of a nobleman. The man with an account book in his hand must be a businessman. The housekeeper holds a feather duster, and the shoemaker carries a hammer and a broken boot. Everyone is Having something that can prove his identity, but in Ruibo's view, it is no more thoughtful than putting a label on their back.

He believes that the artists obviously put all their talents in the lines, from their jerky performances, and from time to time they want to bring their boots and feather dusters in front of them, as if there is something hidden in them. , It can be completely guessed that these lines were written hastily, and the actors did not even have time to rehearse.

Although everything seemed so simple and hasty, it still attracted all the audience deeply. Their laughter explained everything, and the thunderous smile proved the success of the performance.

Ribo didn’t know what the previous performance was like, but the greedy and wicked shopkeeper on the stage at the moment reminded him of that pesky hunchback when he was in Nangang, and saw that guy touched him. With a series of nails, even Ruibo laughed unknowingly. He smiled so happy, as if Nangang's camel was suffering retribution for his bad eyes.

"I didn't expect that you would look so happy because of this boring joke." The Countess Alison, apparently resented by being forced to do such a shameful thing, she said bitterly.

This inadvertent sentence surprised Ribo, because he suddenly realized that he had unintentionally exposed his feet. At this moment, he is already a noble noble, and he is no longer the one who wanted to Port clerk promoted to comprador.

When he entered the villa of Mr. Hyde, his past identity was gone forever. There can never be any intersection between these two identities. He must completely forget everything in the past, including the past. The hump he hates and hates.

Perhaps to divert attention, or to punish the beautiful countess's dissatisfaction and ridicule, Ribo turned all his attention back to this young lady.

It’s a pity that I don’t have a necklace around him, and the necklace is one of his best toys, but there is a very good thing to replace, that is the whip used by this lady to dress up the animal trainer. .

I used endless passion to overwhelm the resisting will of the glamorous countess, and carefully pushed the whip grip coated with special oil into the young lady's soil that had never been cultivated.

Ribo believes that after his hard work, there will become a new fertile ground, and there will be another source of happiness, but at this moment he can only sow and cannot get the harvest.

Of course, what he has is not just expectation. Riber clearly felt that when his whip entered the strange land, the once proud and strong countess completely collapsed in an instant. Obviously this The unprecedented conquest was too violent for her, and even destroyed her will violently.

Feeling the feeble struggle, enjoying the thrill of resistance, Ribo smiled contentedly. He suddenly felt that he might have really become a devil, but at this moment he already knows exactly how beautiful **** is. .

Enjoying the beautiful trembling of Aljuns and listening to the tranceful and involuntary babble, Ruibo felt extremely fulfilled in his heart. This is the first time he has come since he came to this strange and hostile country. Have this feeling.

Just as he was enjoying all this, just as he was immersed in the feeling of conquering, suddenly there was a commotion underneath, and this commotion was obviously not caused by the performance on the stage.

Ribo subconsciously pulled back Miss Aljons, who was limply beside the railing. He originally thought that someone had seen what they were doing, but when he calmed down a little bit, Riebo discovered that the commotion was not directed at him. , But from the very center of the square.

"It's a shame that this happened at such a happy time."

"I hope that guy can ascend to heaven. He really disappoints too many people."

"Oh-my dear, you should forgive the unfortunate old man, he became the object of ridicule by everyone, and he gave his life for it, which is pitiful enough."

"My dear, that’s not the case. He asked for it. Even though the performance on stage reflects him, I believe that few of the people here know this, it’s him. Suddenly jumped out and said that the clown turned out to be him. Is there anything more stupid and ridiculous than this? In my opinion, his performance is even more brilliant than the actors on stage. The only regret is that he did not Let the performance end smoothly, but terminated the performance by accidental death."

"My friend, don't you think this is also a good ending? Who else performs more realistically than this gentleman."

From the chaotic noise, Ribo found some things he needed. The crowd on the square in the distance blocked his sight, but at this moment he already knew what was going on.

And this unexpected result makes his strategy even more perfect.

He is missing a theme that attracts the attention of all the people. The quarrel between artists can easily be covered by powerful voices. At this moment, the joyous celebration is cast over the shadow of death. This accidental life is huge. Increased the sound and weight of the quarrel.

Looking at the chaotic crowd, watching the disappointed audience, Ribo suddenly felt a passion to mock the world.