The magnificent theater was packed with seats, the stepped auditorium was packed with seats, and in the semi-encircled wide stage, a huge leather sofa was placed in the middle of the stage, with a coffee table in front of it, and the surrounding scenery used realistic projection crystals to project a magnificent scene.
The palace looks like a palace, with flags carrying eye symbols and many steel structures.
On the sofa, there was a bare-headed man sitting, it was Rozim. At this time, he was still wrapped in a huge wolf fur coat. He seemed to be afraid of the cold. A huge paw and hammer were placed next to him.
"Is there any gossip outside?"
As he said this, a strong figure walked in. It had green skin, wore a slightly funny green leather armor, its face was painted white, and there was a high braid on the top of its huge head.
I don’t know what material it is made of, but it is Karen.
Karen sat down next to Rozim, grabbed his hand, and said in a muffled voice in a unique Gothic language:
"Yes! Dad, let me give you two gifts for your 200th birthday!"
After saying that, Karen stood up and walked to the side. Then Loken, who was covered in a bunch of equipment and looked like a foundry general, walked out slowly. He held a box in his hand and handed it to Karen after a while of murmuring.
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Karen then placed the box respectfully in front of Rozim. The guy stretched out his hand tremblingly, opened it, took a look, and then frowned and said:
"What's so strange about a notebook with photos?"
"Dad, look what's painted on this."
Rozim bent down slightly, then raised his voice in surprise.
"K! Su! Ni! Ya!?"
Then he raised his head.
"Isn't this where I, Horus, rise?"
Karen raised his hand and said impassionedly.
"This place will become a holy place! Uncle Luo Jia will build a new perfect city for you here!"
Then Karen bent down again and opened the box.
"Dad, please read the inscription again!"
Rozim picked up the magnifying glass, looked at it pretendingly for a while, then shook his head and read out.
"Let the galaxy burn."
Then he started laughing, and the laughter got louder and louder, and he pointed at Karen.
Keren waved again, and Dogo, who was standing on stilts, staggered out. At this time, Furnace Yi painted a big painted face with unknown words written on it. He also had a box in his hand, and used a weird
The accent said:
"To all the Word Bearers, I wish the great Warmaster eternal victory in every battle!"
Karen picked up the box and handed it to Rozim. After Rozim took it, he looked around for a while, then smiled and pointed at Karen twice. Karen then walked behind him and held it up with both hands.
Sitting on the sofa.
Then Rozim opened the box and saw something in the shape of a fruit knife lying inside, with a name engraved on it.
"Obsidian dagger? It's a handicraft. This thing has no political significance, right?"
"Dad, please read the inscription above."
Rozim picked up the magnifying glass, took a look, and then read it out.
"Pseudo-Emperor..."
The next second, he slowly stood up and read out while looking at the audience.
"...The false emperor is dead, and a new emperor should be established! Hahaha, very good, very good!"
When he sat back on the sofa with a smile, he immediately looked at Doge who was giving the gift.
"Which of you came up with this idea?"
"Well, it's mainly the first company commander's idea."
Karen also cooperated very well by holding up his chest and raising his head, but the proud expression he wanted to make coupled with his face was really unbearable, and Ada in the entire theater was already laughing.
"Dear Warmaster, I, Erebus, have never complimented anyone, but today I want to say that the first company commander is a genius, ah no, a super genius, a rare genius, an all-rounder~a wizard!"
In the main auditorium of the theater, Soshyan, who had just arrived not long ago, saw this funny scene and couldn't help but cover his forehead, then turned to Veronica beside him and whispered:
"Madam, really, what do you want this living treasure to do..."
Veronica smiled and winked.
"Didn't you ask me to call him? Do you still remember? You said you would call him over when you had the opportunity, so that he would not be able to deal with trouble in the Nessen galaxy. You see, this time he made a big fuss.
We fought off a group of Chaos Space Marines."
"Uh...it seems...but where is this from?"
"It's not your good brother's fault. He's wandering around, but he dares to cause trouble on the stage where the clowns are performing! As a result, the troupe was so angry that they wanted to kill him. If I hadn't personally ordered the mediation, this matter would have been terrible.
It’s not that the trouble has to go to heaven. The key point is that this guy Rozim didn’t keep his mouth shut, and even shouted that he was your brother, making the matter bigger and bigger... He was the one who came up with the final solution, saying that he would discuss it with the Harlequin Troupe.
Compared with comedy, if he loses, he will let it be dealt with, but if he wins, he will forget about it."
"Ah? No, what happened..."
"Oh, don't tell me, where did Rozim get the script for "The Istvan Incident"? It seems like he is really going to win. It's the first time I've seen the audience laugh like this. The one who started the great rebellion
Is Horus really like this?”
"It's a ghost! Who knows where this guy got the wild history script from, maybe he wrote it now!"
"Wow, if it is really a current writer, then he is really a master of comedy."
"What a comedy, this..."
"Anyway, the empire calls Horus a traitor. He can't even mention it. There's nothing to worry about."
Soshiyang rubbed his forehead. This feeling of anger, laughter and helplessness could only be experienced by Rozim. It was not until nearly half an hour later that Rozim's performance came to an end, and a man wearing a
Ada in a long robe walked onto the stage, and then all the lights came on.
"Audience! Please use your sincere hearts and laughter to vote for this performance!"
Immediately afterwards, the curtain opened, and two huge hourglasses appeared in mid-air, each filled with red and blue sand, representing the choices of each audience member, who could choose both or none.
As the gravel continued to fall, ten seconds later, the winner was decided.
"I declare! The winner is the historical drama of the Human Empire, "The Istvan Incident"!"
Rozim and others immediately walked out from the backstage, waving their arms arrogantly, while the clowns were dejected one by one. You must know that losing to humans is not only a shame, but also the entire troupe's face. They might as well just break up.
It's all possible.
However, the troupe itself was not very big or well-known, so Soshyan didn't care about it and immediately called Rozim in front of him.
This was also the first time he met Rozim in this capacity.
Under the escort of the Phoenix Forbidden Army, Rozim carefully walked to the huge independent box in the theater. The floor was covered with thick carpets, with motionless Phoenix Forbidden Army standing on both sides. At the end was a high platform blocked by a curtain.
, two thrones can be seen side by side on the high platform, one is sitting with a slender and elegant figure, and the other is sitting with a majestic and huge figure.
"Ah, it's really surprising that you actually won, Rozim. It seems that you are not only good at cooking."
While Veronica smiled, she kept stroking the royal cat Garfield's head with her hands, and the big cat suddenly said something.
"You really dare to act. It seems that your head is a little hard, and you want to compete with explosive bombs."