The Crillage Hotel is one of the three most luxurious five-star hotels in London. It was requisitioned by the royal family half a month ago to host the Toffee Opera Troupe.

"King Lear", "Hamlet", "Notre Dame de Paris", scenes of classic operas made Toffee, a third-rate opera troupe that was once on the verge of disbandment, directly become the most popular and popular theater troupe in the Western Continent within three years.

Children as young as three years old know that, especially the release of the movie "The Killer Is Too Cold", which established its status, toffee is destined to leave a bright mark in cultural history.

The Midsummer Eve Festival, such an important festival, naturally requires a toffee performance to add to the fun. The royal family sent an invitation to Captain Madeleine half a year ago.

With Toffee's current status, if you want to attract it, you need not only money and status, but also a good reputation, because Madeleine is famous for her eccentric personality, and her performances are only for art and people.

To bring happiness, not for gold coins.

"Captain, someone is looking for you!"

The servant knocks on the door.

"Go away, I told you not to see anyone, don't disturb me."

In the guest room, Madeleine gritted her teeth and pondered the script.

"But she said she was your enemy!"

The new maid is very scared. The leader is usually very kind and will give out large bonuses from time to time when she is happy. But when she is creating, she is simply scarier than the devil.

"Huh? It's interesting. I only have one enemy, but she will never take the initiative to see me."

Madeleine curled her lips, dropped the pen, thought for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "Haha, could it be that she saw that I became famous and wanted to hug my lap?"

"Hmph, it's obviously you who hugged Downton's thigh, okay? I won't let your troupe break up early!"

Lorraine pushed open the door and walked in. She was still wearing a long white dress, black-rimmed glasses, and holding a book on her chest, full of the atmosphere of a literary girl.

"Hey, you old woman, why are you pretending to be a girl?"

Madeline frowned. But there was still a hint of happiness in her brows. After all, she had only a handful of friends. Although Lorraine was an enemy, she could still be considered half a friend.

"Fart, I'm still a virgin!"

Lorraine's eyebrows stood up.

"Pay attention to your image. If your former subordinates see the goddess in their eyes speaking vulgar words, they will definitely be angry to death."

boom!

Madeleine raised her legs and rested them on the table. She was still wearing tight purple leather pants and over-the-knee boots, and with a proud expression on her face, she looked like a queen.

"You don't have to worry about it!"

Lorraine sat down directly and told the maid, "Serve tea!"

The maid was at a loss and didn't even dare to look anymore. There was once a grand duke who wanted to infiltrate the rules. Madeleine chopped off his limbs and hung them under the street lamp. Then he found a priest to inflict them on him.

The healing technique caused him pain for a full week before he died completely.

The maid thought that this literary girl was going to be in trouble.

"For tea, uh, take the bottle of Oriental Dahongpao given to me by King Kuta!"

It is surprising that Madeleine, who is like a tyrant in the troupe, ignored Lorraine's offense and even asked the servant to serve her favorite tea.

"Humph, there's no need to show off in front of me!"

Lorraine rolled her eyes.

"Haha, you are indeed my old enemy. He guessed my thoughts right away. How about it? I once said that I could become the leader of the most popular opera troupe in the whole continent. Now, I have done it. I am the king of the nine empires.

They all invited me to the banquet and gave me generous gifts!"

Madeleine showed off with excitement, and peeked at Lorraine from time to time, trying to see a hint of jealousy on her face.

"Don't think I don't know. The reason why your operas have become classics is because of Downton's excellent scripts."

Lorraine despised, "I watched the movie 'The Killer' starring Downton. His and Hu Tao's acting skills were really great."

"I know you're jealous!"

Madeline looked bitter, "I was the one who discovered Downton's talent, so I have half of the credit. Anyway, you will never reach my height in this life."

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I am now also a best-selling author of Yves Saint Laurent. I will soon become a literary giant."

Lorraine showed off and dropped the books she was holding on Madeleine's table.

"La Traviata?"

Madeline frowned.

"Look at the author's name."

Lorraine sounded arrogant.

"I saw."

Madeleine looked very unhappy. The words "Loline Sasha" deeply hurt her eyes, and the prefaces of praise from those long-famous writers made her wave her arms angrily and throw her hands to the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't see it."

"hehe!"

Lorraine sneered.

The maid came in with tea. Sensing the depressing atmosphere in the room, she quickly left after putting down her afternoon tea.

"When you're done showing off, get out of here. You're not welcome here!"

Madeline ordered her to leave, picked up her pen, and continued to ponder her script.

"I'm not here to argue with you this time. What are you going to do about Downton? He's going to die."

Lorraine frowned.

"Wait, how do you know Downton?"

After asking, Madeline suddenly slammed the table, showing an expression of sudden realization, "I understand, that book was written by Downton for you, right? There are a lot of words on Wuyou Novel Network."

"No!"

Lorraine denied.

"Did you know that raising your left eyebrow is a sign of lies?"

Madeleine stared at the literary girl.

"Well, he told the story, but I wrote it."

Lorraine defended.

"I see!"

As if to win the game, Madeleine leaned on the chair, crossed her legs, and hummed a tune.

"Downton is about to die, why are you still working on the script? Are you a woman with a heart of stone?" Wucuo Novel Network does not skip words.

Lorraine was angry.

"His life is too hard to die."

Madeleine pouted, "Also, I want to add that he is my family, so his script is mine, and yours is plagiarism."

"Do you dare to be more shameless?"

Lorraine grabbed the tea cup and threw it towards Madeleine, but the cup flew in front of the queen and stopped. The spilled tea also flowed back again.

"If it weren't for the fact that the Secret Realm of Heroes belongs to you Brittanians, I would have rushed in long ago."

Lorraine was very angry.

Madeleine tilted her head slightly and looked at Lorraine.

"What...what happened?"

The literary girl looked away, her cheeks slightly red.

"You won't fall in love with..."

Before Madeline could finish speaking, she was interrupted.

"Absolutely not."

Lorraine waved her hand.

"You still said no, I didn't even say Downton's name." Madeline yelled and laughed loudly, "Haha, it's so happy, you actually fell in love with Downton, what should you call me?"

"you wanna die!"

Lorraine's face darkened, and she exuded endless momentum.

"Hey, hey, are you going to demolish this hotel? Okay, I won't tease you anymore. As for Downton, don't worry. With his character, he can't die in the Heroic Secret Realm even if he wants to."

Madeleine waved her hand, "This is destined to be the turning point of his fate."

"If Downton dies, I'm not done with you!"

Lorraine swore that these two women once represented their respective countries and fought to the death on the battlefield.

The collapse in the secret realm stopped, and the heroic spirits escaped. There were also some adventurers at the level of generalissimo who were not kicked out.
To be continued...