December 1st, early in the morning.

In the core area of ​​the imperial capital, only one mile away from the Hydra Palace, an old four-wheeled carriage drove out from the back door of the Embassy of the Ice Sea Kingdom in the Delun Empire and briskly passed through the streets and alleys.

The municipal departments of the imperial capital were very diligent. Early in the morning, they organized a large number of workers and volunteers took to the streets to shovel snow.

The thick snow was transported away by trucks, and a thin layer of sea salt particles were sprinkled on the newly cleared street. The wooden shovel rubbed against the street road, making a crisp sound.

The four-wheeled carriage was sailing all the way from the east of Hydra Palace to the south.

As the cold wind whistled, an iron shield-shaped sign swayed left and right in the wind. On the signs of several feet, a red parrot with gorgeous feathers was covered with a thin layer of frost, making it look even more wilted.

Red Parrot Theater is a very famous folk theater in the imperial capital in the past decade.

The carriage walked around the main entrance of the theater and walked along an alley to the back door. A man wearing a bowler hat, wrapped in a short cloak, and holding a cane jumped out of the carriage, pushed open the back door and walked straight in.

It was cold outside, but the theater was as warm as spring. Metal water pipes connected to the boiler. The high-temperature steam easily warmed the huge theater that was enough to accommodate thousands of audiences.

On the stage of the theater, Vironia, wearing a thin long skirt, was singing with a blond man and rehearsing a new drama.

More than a dozen screenwriters, directors, costumers, props and other characters stood on the edge of the stage with a serious face, carefully observing the performance of Virenya and the blonde man.

Dozens of supporting dancers and supporting actors were also wearing thin clothes and spreading on the stage panting. They had just finished a violent group dance, and many people were sweating profusely, with a hint of fatigue in their eyes.

It is December. As the New Year approaches, the major theaters in the imperial capital are about to enter a fierce heat. Every theater is preparing carefully, every troupe is editing and performing new dramas, and countless actors are secretly working hard.

During the New Year celebration, a new drama that was hit was enough to make an unknown little actor famous in one day, become a big star that everyone pursues, and even enter the strait society. As a result, the directors, screenwriters, etc. of the theater troupe can also gain both fame and fortune, and from then on, they leaped over the dragon gate and became a stolen figure in the entertainment industry in the imperial capital.

Virenya has a good temperament and beautiful appearance. Her voice is as gentle and crisp as a lark on the grassland, and her singing skills are even more powerful. Her beautiful singing is like a sweet spring water, infusing into people's hearts bit by bit, making people feel happiness and sweetness inexplicably.

Compared to Virenya, the blonde man she partnered with was much weaker in singing style.

It’s not that he has poor singing skills, but that Virenya’s singing skills are so outstanding that when the two sing together, Virenya is obviously much better than him.

It feels like a perfect picture, suddenly there are a few dead branches and leaves, which makes people feel awkward from the bottom of their hearts.

‘Bang bang bang’, the original composition of the troupe slapped his thigh with the song score. He gave Vironia a thumbs up: “Villia, perfect, so perfect… It’s what I want, exactly what I want… You are perfect, and you can’t be better than you.”

Crazy praise of Virenya, the composer with messy hair looked fiercely at the blonde man: "But you, Jackson, what the hell are you singing? You ruined my work, you insulted it... Bastard..."

The composer criticized and scolded the blonde man in a crazy way.

The blond man put his hands on his chest with pitiful hands and whispered to explain something to the composer. The directors, screenwriters and others on the side were all gathered together and whispered to discuss something.

Virenya took a breath, walked to the edge of the stage, grabbed a cup of water and drank two sips of water.

"Villeh." A low cry came from behind the curtain beside the stage. Villeh was slightly stunned, her eyes swept across the curtain quickly, and then her eyes suddenly lit up.

As light as a deer, Virenya ran behind the curtain, and then she opened her arms and hugged the man standing in the shadow of the curtain with enthusiasm: "Teacher, have you left the Derren Empire and returned to the Ice Sea Kingdom? Why did you come here?"

Virenya and Joe's mentor, the sword-holder of the Al organization, and Sherlock, the royal special counsel of the Ice Sea Kingdom, shook his head and shrugged his shoulders: "Oh, the troubles that are endless... unlucky!"

Shaking his head, Sherlock looked at the stage: "Are you free? Maybe this time, I need your help."

Virenya frowned and looked back at the blonde man being scolded on the stage, as well as a group of senior executives of the troupe who were discussing something seriously.

With a rosy little mouth slightly, Virenya said indifferently: "Ah, they might be very busy, but to be honest, I'm not really a big deal... If it weren't for the drag of this blonde fool, this new drama wouldn't be difficult for me at all."

Squinted his eyes sly, Virena laughed and said, "Although that's the case, this new drama is of great importance... What do you think? Do you need my help? Well, you know, I'm very tight recently... This new drama is about to be staged in the New Year schedule. If it is broken, hey, the northwest wind is not delicious."

Sherlock took out a thick roll of banknotes and handed them to Virenya. He said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about the expenses and after-rewards. This time, we are serving the Ice Sea King's royal family, with excellent funds and generous rewards."

After pursing his lips, Sherlock said in a deep voice: "If you can go, go with me... This time, I may also use the power of the bastard whom you should call "Junior Brother".

Virenya had just taken the money quickly and was happily preparing to count it. When she suddenly heard Sherlock's words, she couldn't help but say in surprise: "One of your other apprentice? My junior brother? Is he in the imperial capital?"

Sherlock shrugged and sighed: "Yes, he was in the imperial capital...uh, when he was in Tulum Port, I forgot to tell you...Jo of the Weitu family, do you remember? He is another disciple of mine."

"I didn't expect that he actually came to the imperial capital, and it seems that he has caused a lot of trouble recently. He is such a restless bastard, but it just so happens that since he is in the imperial capital, you are there too, then..."

Virenya stared at Sherlock with surprise: "Joe Rong Weitu is your disciple? Is my junior brother? The kind Mutesti, hoho, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Virenya raised the banknotes in her hand, kissed her gently, and muttered to herself in great indifference: "Oh, this is the only good news I have heard in the past few months... Ah, does he know that I am your disciple?"

Sherlock nodded vigorously: "I forgot to tell you that he is my disciple, but I did tell him that you are my disciple, and I also asked him to take care of you in Tulum Port!"

Virenya's smile suddenly stiffened: "This damn bastard! He didn't talk about this last time when he saw me... But, thanks to his affection, he also helped me."

Sister Eliza brought a few nuns and enthusiastically sent Joe outside the gate of St. Maya Cathedral.

Sister Eliza looked at Joe lovingly and said enthusiastically: "Joe, St. Maya Cathedral is your home... If you encounter any trouble or any trouble, the door of the cathedral will be opened to you at any time."

Joe saluted to Grand Sister Eliza solemnly: "It is natural for a merciful Muteste to be above."

At this moment, Qiao was relaxed and was in extreme pleasure.

He was influenced by Riya, Tifa and Vima since childhood. The three most important women around him were all believers of the Yingui Church. It is inevitable that Joe had to make some contradictory orders to violate his oath. At that time, he had to go to the church to repent to Muteste in exchange for psychological comfort.

After repenting, he donated a large sum of incense money. With the permission of Muteste, Qiao could naturally do something big.

It cannot be said that Qiao is a devout believer, he just wants peace of mind.

Grand Sister Joe and Grand Sister Eliza said goodbye enthusiastically, and then took a group of men away in the sight of a group of nuns. It was not until Qiao and his subordinates turned around the corner and could not see their backs, Grand Sister Eliza sighed sincerely.

"A believer as young as Joe Rong Weitu, but so devout, is no longer seen now."

"So, inform the sisters of the parish, remember the name Joe Jung Vitu, and when we have the opportunity, we will make the glory of our Lord lean more on him."

"The believers are equal, and our Lord treats believers equally... But devout believers will definitely receive more attention from our Lord, greater favor, and more glory."

Qiao was riding a horse. As soon as he turned the corner, a four-wheeled carriage drove from across the road. As the driver shouted, the carriage struck and blocked Qiao.

Qiao subconsciously held the revolver at his waist. Marcos and Ivan pushed open the carriage door and rushed out, blocking Qiao from left and right. Lan Mujin, Lan Likong and others were silently ready for the battle.

The window of the carriage blocking the road moved, revealing half of Sherlock's face: "Joe, it's me, I haven't seen you for a while... Well, I need your help!"

Virenya showed half of her pretty face from the car window. She squinted her eyes and greeted Joe enthusiastically: "Mr. Qiao, thank you for helping me at the Whisper Forest Club last time... I really didn't expect that you actually knew Mr. Sherlock."

"Ah, ha...Villeah!" Joe rolled his eyes directly.

He knew that Virenya was another disciple of Sherlock, but he never thought about bringing up this matter when he met her at the Whisper Forest Club last time.

In the small nest of Port Tulum, in the secret compartment of the safe, Jo still remembers the crystal ball that brought Joe a great danger.

He instinctively didn't want to have too much involvement with Vironia.

But Sherlock faced him... Joe hesitated for a moment, jumped off the horse, opened the car door, and swayed his huge body and entered the car: "Go to Grandma's Tavern...hey, do you know where?"
Chapter completed!