Let's say so...

If anyone travels to another world, a world dominated by magic and sword, according to the old-fashioned development, he might defeat the demon king as a brave person.

And this routine is also a favorite routine for all authors.

Whether it is the famous Lord of the Rings or books like Harry Potter that are related to magic, they will eventually have a decisive battle with the Demon King. After winning, the world will restore peace.

The brave fights the devil.

Although this routine is a bit old, it is undoubtedly the most powerful plot.

Many authors wrote badly, old, and have written countless times that they have never given up. And every time they will use this routine as the foundation and then write new tricks, which surprised the audience.

If the theme of the world is love, then the theme of the magic world is the brave fighter.

Zhuang Mingge thinks that Uncle Maiya is worthy of being old ginger, and ginger is still so spicy.

The discussion on the Brave Fighting Demon King suddenly made Zhuang Mingge's inspiration burst out. He once read many novel plots flashed through his mind one by one, and then assembled and pieced together. It took about a few days to piece together a complete story.

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The brave fights the demons and can even integrate all the themes of love, friendship, family, justice, evil, war, etc. into a hodgepodge, and then cast a school festival where everyone lingers.

The next morning, Zhuang Mingge excitedly told Karin and Liuzi about this idea, and the problem arose.

"Who is the Demon King? Since he is the brave fighter, the Demon King should be a very powerful guy. Who are you planning to take on this role?"

"Sophia Charstia." Zhuang Mingge answered almost without hesitation.

"Are you going to kill all the brave men?"

Karin complained rarely, "If that adult is the devil, there is absolutely no possibility of winning."

"Then Karin, come on."

"Although I am very strong, I am not as strong as academy yet." Karin said calmly.

"Then it's my sister." Zhuang Mingge shrugged.

Karin had nothing to say. She sighed helplessly and said, "Okay, that person's words do have the style of a devil, and they are strong enough to not be knocked down easily."

"So, you agree." Zhuang Mingge screamed in surprise.

"Why don't you agree? The brave fights the demon king? This is the dream of many children when learning magic. I remember that when I first learned magic, I also longed for the role of the brave."

Karin said nostalgically.

"Since it's a demon king, there should be a lot of subordinates. The lonely demon king is not the mainstream. Who are you planning to let the devil king play the devil's subordinates."

"The whole student union." Zhuang Mingge had already thought of this, "There are many people who yearn for the brave, and only our student union will play this villain. By the way, since he is a devil, he should also have four heavenly kings and other things under his command. I am ready to

Play one of the kings, what about you."

"Four Heavenly Kings? What a cliché setting." Karin thought for a while, stood up from the sofa and walked to the window. She looked down at the entire academy, "I plan to play the role of the female Heavenly Kings among the Four Heavenly Kings. Then in

Under the influence of the brave, he abandoned evil and followed good. He eventually fought to the death with the devil."

Zhuang Mingge wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and laughed dryly, "This is also a kingly plot. Youlizi, what role are you planning to play."

"Of course they are the four kings." You Liuzi said for granted and patted his chest hard, "I have already decided to advance and retreat with the student union."

In short, the matter of the four heavenly kings was decided like this. As for the performer of the Demon King, Zhuang Mingge decided to personally communicate with his sister.

"Does the Demon King...? Because it feels very interesting, there is no problem." Cialil Barrett, the top floor of the third-grade teaching building, listened to Zhuang Mingge's request and agreed on the spot.

She never refused her brother's request.

"Thank you very much, sister."

"What stupid things are you saying? We are siblings. By the way, I saw a good spring outfit while shopping a few days ago. If you have time, go shopping with me."

Cialis straightened his long green hair and said with a gentle smile.

"Well, if you have time, I will definitely go."

Zhuang Mingge knew that he might not have much time because he was busy with the school festival recently. He didn't plan to perfunctory his sister. He decided to take a day to spend the time after the work was done and accompany his sister shopping.

"By the way, sister, I will show you the script of this brave fighter in a few days. You can study it carefully, and the performance will be a little bit like it."

Zhuang Mingge instructed.

"No problem." Cialil nodded, "Did you write the script yourself?"

"I originally planned that, but my writing skills are not good. I plan to ask someone to write for you. What do you have to ask the Demon King? Why don't you say it and I will convey it for you?" Zhuang Mingge asked tentatively.

Cialil said bluntly, "At least the Demon King needs to have a younger brother, be cooler, and then a super brother, have a huge throne, and his own castle..."

Series requirements.

Zhuang Mingge recorded them one by one.

The person who wrote the script on his behalf is naturally among the many clubs of the Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy...the Literary Society.

The Literary Society is still a hobby club, with only a dozen people, which is not enough for the club. It is the standard of the club. It is very popular in Saint Laurent and has published several magic novels, which have been popular.

The Literary Society is a top-notch cabin. It is on the back mountain of the Saint Laurent Private Magic Academy, where you can create quietly. The cabin has two floors and is divided into several rooms.

When Zhuang Mingge followed the path to the back mountain, it started to rain lightly in the sky, the fine raindrops connected into lines, and the ground became muddy. The heart of the ocean in Zhuang Mingge's body emitted strange fluctuations, and all the rain fell within three feet of his surroundings.

The space was bounced out by a strange force. He walked on the muddy path without any rain.

Zhuang Mingge stretched out his hand in surprise, without chanting a spell. After the magic was absorbed by the heart of the ocean, endless water droplets gathered quickly in Zhuang Mingge's hand. A water ball was formed, and he threw it away and hit it with a bang.

The stone not far away shattered with a bang.

The Heart of the Ocean can control water, sea water, rain water, and pool water. Zhuang Mingge, who has the Heart of the Ocean, does not need to chant a spell. He can play with the water at will.

He raised his head and looked at the sky. The falling rain gathered together under his thoughts, forming a big hand made of rain. He whistled through the void, then splashed and flooded the ground.

Zhuang Mingge played with it for a few minutes, and became familiar with the power of the heart of the ocean, then he remembered his purpose. He put away his thoughts of playing and quickly walked towards the small wooden hut in the back mountain.

After arriving at the cabin, Zhuang Mingge knocked on the cabin door, and the banging sound was very loud. It seemed extremely loud in the empty back mountain.

There was a sound of footsteps behind the door, and then someone creaked open the door.

The person who opened the door was a tall man wearing a sweatshirt. He stared at Zhuang Mingge curiously for a few glances before recognizing Zhuang Mingge's identity. His eyes suddenly glared at the boss, and he hurriedly ran in, shouting as he ran:

"Hehehe, everyone comes out quickly, and they all take action to see who is coming. It's a big shot, come out quickly."

And from time to time, he stepped forward and patted the other people's doors and called them all out.

"Hey, Raul, what are you going crazy? You made me create."

"Who is here, who is here."

"Oh oh oh, I saw someone, I can't have read it wrong, President, a big shot is coming."

Some of the men and women who walked out of the room saw Zhuang Mingge and shouted with the man Nan who opened the door. More and more people walked out of their rooms and saw Zhuang Mingge.

"Oh my God, it's the student president."

"What, student president, I'll take a look, I'll take a look."

"Am I coming in?"

Zhuang Mingge stood at the door and said with a smile.

"Please come in, please come in, sorry, we were negligent."

A group of people surrounded Zhuang Mingge and walked into the cabin. This was a simple living room. In addition to a few tables, chairs, sofas, there were also kitchens and refrigerators. There were some books everywhere, which were mixed and not messy, and it looked like it was.

Carefully organized.

Zhuang Mingge's visit alarmed the people in the literary club, including the literary president.

The current president of the literary club is a woman with long shawl hair, Aira Imata, with black bordered eyes, wearing a blue Uesugi, a black leather skirt that hangs on her knees, looking very intellectual.

a girl.

When everyone arrived, Zhuang Mingge sat on the sofa, and everyone sat around him. Opposite was the president of literature, Aila Imata. On both sides of her were the man who opened the door for Zhuang Mingge, and a little bit

Little freckled woman.

After everyone introduced it one by one, the atmosphere started to have a harmonious conversation.

"This should be our second meeting, Miss Imata, and everyone."

Zhuang Mingge once invited all the students to work hard to transform Saint Laurent with him, so everyone present had a chance to meet him.

"Yes, just call me Ella."

Ella smiled cleanly. The intellectual woman was generous in both doing things and housework.

"Then I'll go straight to the point, Miss Ella, you know there is still one month left for the school festival, our student union is busy at this time, and the theme of this year has been decided, so I specially visited the Literary Society, hopefully

You can do the student union a favor.”

"Of course, I have no choice."

“We are happy, student president.”

Everyone agreed, and Ella nodded, "What can I do?"

"I need everyone's help." Zhuang Mingge said seriously: "This year's school festival theme is a very big project. We hope that the literary club can help us design a few sets of lines."
To be continued...