The villains and the crowd are all like this. Even the hardboard paintings and prop trees serving as the background are shaking in the windless theater. The oak floor that has been polished to a bright shine groans as if it cannot bear the weight.
.
The reason lies in the actor at the center of the stage, wearing heavy armor and playing the role of the Paladin.
At first glance, I just feel like a naughty child who puts on armor and plays a hero. There is no thick muscles to support the armor, and the tall figure fails to depict a strong outline. Instead, it highlights the impression of thinness and slender figure.
In comparison, the overly thick breastplate made the knight look like a potato with a matchstick stuck in it.
Such a strong sense of incongruity already makes people feel weird. Since the helmet protective mask is put down, the strange oppression of not being able to see the other person's face, but clearly feeling being stared at, makes people feel even more inexplicable and frightening.
If it's just like this, then that's fine. You can just regard it as the atmosphere required for the performance and take it calmly.
It's just...which actor would exude such strong murderous intent?
There is no need to look into the eyes behind the tin can. Just standing on the same stage, the strong murderous aura will engulf the existence of others. All the actors feel from the depths of their souls that if they act rashly, they will be killed.
Remove eight pieces. It felt like countless sword points were touching the skin, and no one dared to move rashly.
"It's about to happen——"
The lazy low chirping sound of a napping kitten sounded, and the knight took a step forward.
There is still no response from anyone on the stage. It’s not that they have forgotten their lines and movements. In the face of the murderous intent, the actors can’t even move a finger. If they are real warriors, they should cheer up at this time and prepare to step forward to meet the enemy. Now stand on the stage
The ones on the show were just young people who had smelled the smell of gunpowder smoke on the training ground, temporary guest actors. For them, this was the first time they faced actual combat and the smell of death.
Holding the giant sword, the armor made a "click, click" sound as he approached the actors.
"I...we surrender!!"
Regardless, the "bad guys" threw their swords, guns and sticks out one after another. The "villagers" who were watching also threw their hoes and sickles on the ground.
The moment they screamed, all the pressure disappeared. The actors felt their shoulders relax and gasped for breath. The most unbearable ones even fell to the ground.
"Uh-what should we do next?"
Favna, the actor who plays "Knight John", asked in frustration as she carried a prop sword that was taller than a human on her shoulder.
Snap——!!
The paper tube hit the cardboard helmet. Minerva shouted angrily:
"It's too realistic! I've said it several times. This is just a preview. How could there be such murderous intent! We who were watching almost thought we were facing a tyrannosaurus!!"
Roland secretly took out a handkerchief to wipe off his cold sweat. He never imagined that Minerva's intuition could be so accurate and so close to the truth. He glanced at Silas and Nidhogg sitting around the small round table. The two dragons seemed to have no idea.
heard what was said just now
, is concentrating on destroying crepes and chocolate pudding. She has not yet grabbed those scary guys and said something like "you know too much". Valrhona on the stage just had a look on her face.
Drowsiness, no more indication.
"There's nothing we can do."
Taking off her helmet, the blonde girl scratched her cheek with her index finger.
"I don't feel that I have released murderous intent at all. Maybe I accidentally suppressed everyone with my aura?",
After hearing this speech, which was even more nerveless than Minerva's, Roland couldn't bear it any longer, covered his forehead and sighed.
Strictly speaking, Favna's statement is correct. What she releases is indeed not murderous. It is just an unhappy mood, like some negative emotional fluctuations radiating from the surroundings, which indirectly affects everyone. This is the same as a guy in a bad mood.
When passing through a crowd, the crowd's emotional fluctuations will have subtle resonances. The problem is that as an ancient species, Favna's influence on humans is really too great.
"no!"
Minerva waved the script rolled into a cylinder, stepped forward and said:
"Although the performance is about sparing no effort to create a real audio-visual feeling among the crowd, but if the audience is scared away, how can the play continue?!"
It seems... Her Royal Highness has really devoted her whole body and soul to the creation of performing arts. Her strong spirit even makes Favna flinch a little. She is obviously taller than Minerva, but at this moment she feels that she is unusually tall.
"More! Even if you are pursuing realistic effects, there will be a knight who exudes the aura of 'I am going to kill you all today'?! How long have you been an actor?!"
"Since yesterday!"
As soon as Minerva finished speaking, Fafna, who had taken a breath, immediately retorted rudely.
"..."
For a moment, the script that was held high did not know where to fall. Finally, she slowly hid the paper tube behind her back, covered her mouth with her fist and coughed a few times. Minerva said seriously:
"Listen up, Miss Fafner, the role you play is Paladin John. As a Paladin, he is righteous at all times. Even if he faces thousands of enemies alone, or even a powerful dragon unleashes
Yes, it should also be clear and hot fighting spirit!!"
"... Putting aside the astonishing speed of face-changing, if you really have to face the dragons alone, the only thing that comes out of human bodies is the stench of sweat and incontinence of feces and urine?!"
Nidhogg and Silas nodded in agreement, and then went back to destroy the desserts. Only Roland noticed that the corners of the two guys' mouths curved into a sneer.
Paladin John has a wide range of folk legends. Apart from the jokes about his fight with Grandet, the most famous thing is that this paladin slayed a dragon. And this is not just a legend, it seems that among the dragon clan
It’s also like leaving a record.
Let the dragon princess, who has always had a strong sense of self-esteem, play the role of a dragon-slaying warrior... Regardless of whether this is a dragon knight or a dragon knight, this behavior itself is a shameful play. In addition, this is Ned, the winner of the show off wealth contest.
Hogg's mandatory requirements make the punishment game more intense.
"I really can't stand this thing. It's so sad."
Before sitting on the chair, Favna couldn't wait to take off her paper armor. The snapping sound of the cloth was heard one after another. Her plump breasts burst out of the corset and jumped out. The waves of deformation bounced up and down immediately.
It made several men spit out nosebleeds and fall down with happy faces.
The elastic redundancy of paper armor is much better than that of metal armor, but armor based on the lines of the male body is obviously impossible to take care of women's breasts. On the contrary, for the sake of performance, it highlights the masculinity, and it is even less likely to let the breasts symbolize women.
*...Well, the breasts stood out in front of the audience. As a result, they wrapped multiple layers of corset and then put on the paper armor to barely cover it. But as soon as the paper armor was taken off, the corset burst. This is really true.
…
"Can't we play female characters?! No way... I've had enough!!!"
With her hands in front of her chest, she still couldn't completely cover her tall lines. Bathed in the men's eyes shining like beasts, the dragon princess's screams penetrated the dome of the Garnier Opera House. (To be continued...)
ps: Uh...I drank too much, so I didn't post it until now. I'm really sorry.