ps1: Sorry for a while... The illness is like a mountain falling, and I can't help but forgive me.

ps2: I almost forgot... Happy New Year.

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On February 20, 8896, at the World Science and Technology Expo in Minsenk, the mechanical capital of Judgment, two assassin masters showed their achievements to the scientists on the mainland - an electric crystal, a simple magic weapon, and a white curtain. When the bright light hit the curtain, everyone present was amazed because they saw a magical scene - the scene of the flight take-off and landing square in the north district of Minsenk appeared on the curtain. A Shenming-level magic airship slowly landed, and everything seemed to be vivid.

This short one minute of the image named "The Airship Enters the Station" and the Lumiere brothers who invented this kind of image magic weapon should be recorded in history, because before that, there were not many technologies that were recognized by the mainland to preserve and reproduce images using material means. Apart from the mysterious atmospheric mirroring technique, there is only the legendary time and space backtracking magic.

Both of the above magic require the caster's extremely high personal cultivation, and are completely exaggerated by this emerging technology in terms of practicality. The invention of the Lumier brothers once again confirms the unparalleled advantages of the lightning element and its derivative variants in transmitting information. Because it is a product developed by the use of the characteristics of electricity, this imaging technology was named - movie.

The scientists at the venue were all visionary and big figures, and everyone believed that this emerging technology could not only be used in military and political fields. The larger broad space also lies in civil channels. Some radicals even said that movies will become the seventh largest artistic expression after novels, dramas, music, art, architecture and dance...

However, the facts poured cold water on everyone.

The scientists of the Gate of Judgment soon encountered an embarrassing thing - the film image stone equipment was like other inventions of the Gate of Judgment, and encountered a bottleneck of energy constraints. Just as the magic gun fire god cannon and the Yang-electric particle city-breaking cannon cannot be equipped with ordinary troops, the movie thing seems to be unable to enter thousands of households - the reason is that the high purity requirements for energy crystals and the too complex magic pattern circuit have created extremely high costs for image stones. It would be fine to play with them yourself, but if it was mass-produced...

Therefore, before the scientists at the Gate of Judgment reduced the high cost of magic imaging technology, the new artistic expression situation of "movie" still has no good development prospects, and the current use of magic image stone, a cross-age entertainment product, is only used as a holy place to use memorandum tools or the highest means of intelligence transmission by state agencies, and an evil tool used by a certain barbarian to preserve the dark history of a certain paladin.

...Caesar is indeed at the forefront of the times.

Okay, I have been talking about the movie for so long, but I actually want to express it. The above words are purely cute, but they actually have nothing to do with the development of the plot... Okay, I was wrong, it actually has something to do with it.

...Don't hit me, actually what I want to express is that the movie is a trick before it became popular. The remaining six major artistic forms still have a lot of room for development, such as the hot sale of the "Blood of Beauty" series, the out-of-sale of the art "Women's Picture Book" in art, and the popularity of the dance "Grass Fern Dance" in the mainland. For example, the music of a certain universe's song god "The Labyrinth Killer Cloak Man" sings the world, and for example, the completion of the postmodern architectural style representative work that combines the great success of the Misty School to set the Gothic style.

...Wait. Why do you suddenly feel like "if such a world is, then just destroy it"?

Let us ignore this illusion... Let's talk about the last remaining form of expression - that is drama.

That is what has troubled Caesar in recent days...

This is the thing, just mentioned earlier. As the New Year approaches, the various clubs of Rose Cross College make great strides for the next year's financial allocation. The key to the problem lies in the New Year's Festival program selection. On the premise that annual results are comparable to the event evaluation, several large student organizations, including the Ministry of Information, have certainly turned their attention to the New Year's Festival program, which is very easy to get impression points, and everyone wants to suppress others.

...Miss Noel, who is used to taking a different sword, naturally turned his attention to the ghost prince beside him. First of all, Caesar is an absolute topic. Whether it is wandering in love, desire, the subtle comments between the demon and the saint of the North, or the personal character of the violent ghost beast, it all means a great surprise - not to mention the joyful part, this shocking element...

Well, none of these are the key points. The key points are that Noel has been committed to dragging Caesar onto the big ship of the Ministry of Information these days, and it is quite meaningless to not give up until the goal is achieved. After many scripts such as "The Rebellious Black Prince" and "The Unique Views of the Ministry of Information", Noel, who still unwillingly, mobilized dozens of pens from the Ministry of Information to use the strong imagination and analysis ability of journalists to use Caesar's comments as materials to create a "script that Caesar will definitely be interested in" and handed it to Caesar again.

So, after reading it, Caesar said palely that his three views had endured a severe test.

...So, the barbarians in the north who were so happy and unrestrained with courage had huge differences that were difficult to bridge or even never compromise on the issue of three views and the Celtics who claimed that art and power coexisted by Britania.

The plot of this script that makes people shit and urine is like this. Kurosaki Issei, who has been determined to become the pirate king since childhood, picked up a super intelligent but zero-capacity multi-functional golem doll at the magic recycling site. This self-proclaimed as the super weapon race, the Holy War God Ji from the ancient times, is a Bodhi wonderful tree... Well, no, he is a member of the Qihuang Treasure Tree. The doll girl is named Lei Qiu, with a large size of 1 billion volts, and her nickname is Bilibili. She is known as a global sales red. She suddenly appeared in front of Issei and lured the future pirate king to sign a contract with her to become an alchemy boy. To participate in the 600-year Holy Scar War, she competed with Dou Ding Blonde and Silver Hair Sucking? Nickashi and other strong men for the title of the Holy Scar Alchemist. As a simple ninja, Kurosaki Jun said that she was very professional.

If it was wrong, he couldn't even make a hair. However, when he found that his Dragon Palace hatchet could not withstand the Iron Man, the servant summoned by Edward Jun, the scissors-legged servant, the Holy Scars War had already gone on for half. However, at this time, Kurosaki Jun discovered a secret that the dead who failed in the Holy Scar War did not actually die, but continued to exist in another way. The surviving alchemists were also facing a horror phenomenon that the soul was transforming... And the initiator of all this was... OK. I know that the setting of the doll girl is the initiator is very good and powerful, but why did you make her evolve into the holy war angel Cupid ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

"..." Caesar covered his face, "This is the most owed script I've ever seen, no one..."

Noel took Caesar's opinion as a product of cultural differences between the northern barbarians and the southern humans. He smiled and said, "If Caesar had to participate in this drama, do you think that Heizaki..."

Caesar raised his right hand: "I want to play that silver-haired sucking? baby! A strong man who gains strength by sucking female breasts!"

"Hey...what is a strong man who increases his combat effectiveness in that way?" Noel complained.

"People who have dreams and dare to do their best for this are strong people!" Caesar slapped the table.

"...I'll say enough of that kind of words in an inspirational drama! Do you just like breasts so much?" Noel sighed.

"What's wrong with liking breasts?" Caesar rolled his eyes and said, "Some people like swords, some people like money, and some people like flowers and birds. What do you like are things in the material world? What is the difference between liking breasts? Why do people like flowers, birds, calligraphy and paintings be cultured and cultured, and those who like breasts are characterized as abnormal? What about the state?"

"...You also know that your behavior and hobbies are perverts!" Noel shouted.

"Abnormal?" Caesar stubbornly said, "Believe it or not, I will write the words "Long live your breasts" into the founding code of the North. Then he informed all countries to protect their breasts as the basic national policy. Whoever dares not listen will chop off whom?"

"..." Noel was silent for a while. "The complaints should not be vented, and the lower limit should not be broken. If everything is too exhausted, the moral integrity will be exhausted early..."

"Okay, okay, I really don't understand why you Celtics are so obsessed with dramas..." Caesar said, "Isn't it okay to sing a song, dance a dance or something? The dance of the sacrifices of the various divisions of the Beast tribes of the Northland Beast tribes and the snow-covered war songs of the Cangshan Mountains of the Barbarians, these are all a little bit clear. Although they don't have the talent of the cat tribe chief Elvis Presley thousands of years ago, they are much better than you Luoshi dramas. A group of people are pretentious on the stage and have a slutty face..."

"Singing and dancing... sounds good." Noel touched his chin. "Not to mention the singers of the mainland, it is said that a summoner in the Natural Academy of Southern Xinjiang Forest danced a dance of praying for heaven that can be combined with the rhyme of nature. His name seems to be Yuna... Humph, he is known as a master of singing and dancing."

"So... have you decided?" Siweiya, who had been watching the fun, supported her chin with her hands and smiled.

"What's the decision?" A voice came from the door, and Artoria pushed the door open and entered, "Caesar, the palace banquet at the lunchtime of the New Year. Noel is a marquis family. Sivia has a noble status and will go to the palace to have a banquet. Do you want to be with you too?"

"Me?" Caesar was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I'm...uh..."

The barbarian couldn't say the following words - because he saw a strong will in the eyes of the King of Daemao, and the daema above his head pointed at Caesar like a steel gun. He was about to write words like "You will definitely come, you will definitely do it" on his face, and he couldn't refuse it at all. For some reason, Caesar didn't disgust this form of strength?

...Don't get me wrong, it's not that Caesar has changed his attributes, or that, Caesar likes girls' harshness and cowardlyness while covering up under the strength, just as a group of people like the way kittens are scattered. To put it bluntly, this guy is still an evil ghost beast. However, the barbarian is still a little hesitant, because in his opinion, it's better to be with c.c and others. The key to the problem is, how long will the official palace banquet in Brittania last?

Noel saw Caesar's hesitation and added with a smile: "Whether it is the palace or the college, and even the various departments and institutions in Brittany have been fully humanized. The Kingdom banquet begins at noon and ends in the afternoon. Then, the New Year Festivals of civil organizations and groups will choose from six to eight o'clock. After eight o'clock, it is the free time to be with your family."

Facing Artoria's gaze, Caesar shrugged: "Can I bring a few people with me?"

King Arthur finally smiled: "Of course... I still have this power. When I look back, the palace secretariat will send an invitation letter to your house, and there is another thing I want to ask for your permission."

The girl took a deep breath: "... Can you spend the evening of the New Year's Festival at Caesar's house?"

Noel and Svia widened their eyes at the same time. What is this? Is this confession? Caesar was also stunned, and at the same time he vaguely guessed Artoria's thoughts. Sure enough, the girl's face was a little red, but she still said firmly: "Merlin accompanied me in the New Year before, and I hope to spend this year with her. If Caesar is added, it would be perfect."

King Arthur smiled softly and his face was complicated: "After all, you are the only ones who can look at me as a pure friend."

Merlin...it should be the name used by c.c when he was in Brittania. From the narrative of c.c and the observations of these days, Artoria, or King Arthur, is still a guy who knows what loneliness is.

c.c Although I didn't say it, I should be looking forward to it. The Witch of Destiny is also a lonely guy. During the New Year, she was quietly waiting for Caesar's visit in the small house on the Holy Mountain. The sound of war drums and gongs on the Holy Mountain were soaring into the sky, and the barbarians were laughing heroically in the firelight, and even the air was filled with the strong fragrance of wine. The prairie was brightly lit, and the young orcs were holding huge torches and driving the war beasts back and forth.

The people from various tribes visited each other, and each tribe was filled with fine wine and delicacies, welcoming every familiar or strange guest... And the lonely woman like snow sat quietly in the warm hut, without lights, no singing, only waiting alone. Waiting for Caesar to take off from the enthusiasm of the tribe and subjects, and walked onto the dark and remote path with a faint smile, and came to her side...

Every time c.c's smile in the darkness is forever engraved in Caesar's heart. What kind of loneliness and despair did the woman who claimed to have forgotten her existence experience to regard the long waiting as supreme happiness?

"Caesar?" Artoria's puzzled voice interrupted the Thunder King's recollection. Caesar came to his senses and smiled, "Of course... If this is the case, it might as well be more lively. Everyone should come to my house..."

He looked at Sviya, and the president nodded cutely: "I should have gone to Archbishop Russell with my brother, but I think if it was your invitation, we have no reason to refuse both public and private."

Noel smiled and said, "Anyway, it's a family banquet, not a family banquet, so it's the same thing whether to stay at home or not. There's a very open reason to sneak out... I'm going to bring my sister with me, Caesar, you have no objection."

"That's the decision." Svia smiled, "Go to the palace for a banquet at noon, hold a school festival in the evening, and then go to Caesar's house... Although it has been decided, it's better for you to figure it out. There are still more than ten days before the New Year, so everyone should finish what they need to do... Artoria, the workload in recent days has increased greatly, and we must prepare a summary speech at the beginning of the New Year. Noel's words, the final work of the News Department has not been completed yet..."

"Not all this...we have more important things to do." Noel suddenly laughed as if he had thought of some terrible idea and hugged Artoria's arm. "Artoria, Caesar not only agreed to your invitation, but also agreed to go to his house to celebrate the New Year. Do you want to express your due gratitude?"

"Hey, hey, what do you want to do?" Caesar instinctively realized something was wrong.

"If there is a drama where the King of Brittania, the student president of the Rose Cross Academy, and the ghosts and animals of the North are participating at the same time..." Noel smiled strangely, "Then even if the script is "Wolf and Sheep"..."

"...I always feel that my identity is told very subtly." Caesar said depressedly, "I said I wouldn't..."

"Okay! If it's Caesar's request!" Artoria nodded, "Actually, I'm very interested in participating in dramas..."

"...Hey hey hey, it's entirely because of personal interest rather than repaying me!" Caesar shouted, "And I never remember having such a request! Really, I want to act you guys!"

...It's a pity that Caesar's words were ignored. Noel took out her magical bag and magically dug out another magical script: "Since Artoria is going to join, we can't just accommodate the willful Caesar..."

"Hey! How could I be willful? As long as the script has normal views, I can't stand it!"

...So, Caesar was ignored again.

Noel showed the script to Artoria with a happy look on his face: "Come on, how about this?"

The light of the Thunder King had only had time to scan a few big words on the cover.

——"Those days on campus".

"...I suddenly had an ominous premonition." (To be continued...)

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