The World of Deities - Chapter 273
The World of Deities Chapter 273
RAW
You can search for “World of Gods ” in 100 degrees to find the latest chapter!
“In this case, then I will tell Aeschylus to let him fully prepare.”
Paros closed the Magic Book, looking in the direction of the Plato Academy students, and saw Larens whispering with a tall old man.
“Larens, why don’t you use magic now to promote it so that Aristocrat won’t hear it, how?” Aeschylusus whispered.
Larens eyes shined, said: “Yes!”
Larens adjusted his magic beard and coughed softly, saying, “Citizens of Athens City, we witnessed the feat destined to be remembered in history books. A civilian killed a Aristocrat. At the City-State competition, this is the first time.”
A large number of civilians looked at Larens.
“Suye is the champion of this arena and Hero of the arena. But, you may not know that he is also a great playwright. This is not my praise, but the praise of Mr. Escuros, the father of tragedy. He is by my side.”
“Tonight, in City Square, a new form of drama will be staged, and the theme of this drama is the battle between civilians and Aristocrat. Yes, the author of this drama is Suye, a Magician, an unyielding Of the battle, an excellent playwright, a civilian. On behalf of Aeschylus Master and all members of Plato Academy, I invite you to watch the drama “Jacquerie” at City Square tonight.”
“Of course, please also go back and promote it to friends and neighbors, and ask them to go to the city hall at night. Because this is the first stage performance of “Jacquerie”, it may be the last one.”
A small number of civilians fell into thought, and most civilians quickly nodded hard.
“Must support!”
“We must go!”
“For Suye!”
“For Suye!”
Many civilians shouted loudly.
A few Aristocrat turned their heads and looked at the civilians. I don’t know why. They always felt that these civilians seemed to have weapons in their hands and armor, and hurried away.
gladiator battle warrior room.
Suye changed a room and sat quietly with her eyes empty.
The footsteps sounded and the iron door opened.
“This is the previous item. There is no shortage of a copper owl.” The Golden Warrior referee held everything in his hands and placed it beside the bed.
“Thank you very much.” Suye had rays of light in his eyes and nodded slightly.
“However, you cannot leave this room until Areopagus issues the order. Of course, Restricting Magic Domain will not appear again.” Referee said.
“I know.”
“We will deliver your meals on time and wish you a peaceful time here.” Referee nodded slightly and turned away.
There is no lock.
Suye looked at the iron gate, a faint smile appeared on her face, and opened the Magic Book.
Densely packed magic letters are piled together.
Suye opened Paros first.
“I will guarantee that “Jacquerie” will perform as scheduled.”
Suye looked at Paros’ letter, slightly smiled, and replied: “Thank you, but unfortunately I can’t watch it with you. I will invite you again at the next show.”
“it is good!”
Suye slowly flips through the Magic Book.
Not only the students of Plato Academy, not only those students of small Magic Academy, but also some letters from the famous Magician.
Or congratulations, or praise, or sympathy, or encouragement.
Suye smiled after reading it.
After a long time, open the Magic Book and preview the lessons for tomorrow.
The lobby of the Roland family.
Old Turner detailed the course of things, even Suye’s words did not fall.
“Say it again.” Leobo sat in his chair, and his expression was normal.
Old Turner repeated it again.
After listening calmly, Leobo stood up slowly, turned around, and gently stroked the back of the chair with only half left. The right hand trembled.
“This half of the chair back was originally for you.”
Having finished speaking, Leobo turned back and looked out at the clear sky outside.
“Take my Battle Spear.”
“Lord, he’s Athena’s dependant, if you shot…”
“Roland is my grandson.”
“but……”
Leobo’s indifferent gaze fell on old Turner.
Old Turner shuddered, lowered his head, and turned away.
One silhouette flew down, blocking the gate.
“Long time no see, my old friend.” Larens held the magic staff and looked at Leobo inside.
Old Turner froze for a moment and slowly backed away.
Leobo stared at Larens.
The two sides looked at each other.
“You understood early?” Leobo asked.
“Early understood.” Larens.
“His heart is still so cruel.”
In Leobo’s eyes, the waves undulated.
“Suye cannot be moved now.” Larens said.
“Let me be his Grinding blade stone from Saint Domain?” Leobo’s face was rarely mocking.
“After Saint Domain, we will not stop you.” Larens said.
“I will wait.” Leobo finished and sat down slowly.
Larens turned around and left.
“You will wait.” Larens’s corner of his mouth had a strange smile.
The sun is sinking.
Throughout the city, a name is constantly spreading.
“Have you heard? A civilian named Suye killed Aristocrat of the Legendary family at the City-State tournament…”
“Suye wrote a drama and will perform at City Square tonight, don’t miss it…”
“Suye is really amazing, but unfortunately Areopagus won’t erect a statue in City Square for him. If he erects a statue for him, I will touch it. If you don’t touch the head of the statue, it means attack; if you don’t touch the shoulder of the statue, it means despise. No Touch the arm of the statue, that means praise. Touch the instep of the statue, because I should bow down and salute.”
“True civilian Hero…”
Whether it is God’s Temple District, Aristocrat District, Workshop District, Civilian District, slave district or Dock District, the entire Athens City is discussing the same person.
When the sun is about to set, people in all directions flock to Goddess of Wisdom and walk to City Square.
At this time, there is no cry of Solon, no voice of magic beard, many people seem to agree well in advance.
The setting sun was faint and the gold melted everywhere.
The drama hadn’t started yet, and many audiences spontaneously went to ask those who set the stage if they needed help.
Under the power of Magician and warrior of Plato Academy, the stage was built quickly and was unimaginable.
Several Puppet Masters are behind the stage, and mana is connected to the set and curtain to change the stage.
Not far from the stage, there are rows of bronze statues.
Every champion of City-State will have a place there.
Now, there is a new statue there, even exuding the strange smell that bronze has just cooled.
That’s Suye’s statue, holding 3 magic staff, wearing long gown, and looking quietly at the front.
Exactly the same as the actual person.
The statue turned away from the sunset.
When the shadows of Citadel Hill and Athena giant Idol enveloped City Square, City Square was already crowded with people from all over Athens City.
There are a lot of Magician and warrior, there are workers from the workshop, there are civilians everywhere, there are some slaves who can move freely, there are foreign merchants with unique clothing.
Sigurd arms around his chest, leaning against the wall and looking at the stage.
In a house on the edge of the square, Paros opened the window and looked sideways at the stage.
Afterglow shines in, leaving a light orange red on the blue lake.
Hort with red eyes and many Plato Academy students are in the middle of the stage.
The students are whispering.
“Suye is destined not to be convicted of death and should be exiled, but Aristocrat will never let him go.”
“When the verdict comes tomorrow, we will get together and find a way to discuss how to help Suye.”
“Okay, let me organize this!” Jimmy said.
Albert eyes flashed and lowered his head.
Between the students of Plato Academy and the stage, the best viewing position is where many older people sit.
The nearby audience kept looking towards them, with respect in their eyes.
Those people were either famous poets in Athens City or famous playwrights.
Aeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, Aristophane, etc. are among them.
Looking up like a mountain.
A roof on the edge of City Square is filled with sloping beds and tables. On the table were densely packed wine sets, and more than a dozen young Aristocrat lay on the sloping bed, drinking wine while looking out the window and chatting.
“André, we know that you have always loved dramas and watched performances often, but the author of this drama is Suye. Why do you come to see it?” The spoken Chard’s frivolous combination of aquiline nose and deep eye sockets gave him a look Too gloomy.
“I’m not here for Suye, I’m here for those drama masters. A drama that Aesculos praises must be extraordinary.” André’s gray green eyes grinned.
“However, we should stop it. This is Suye’s play, probably attacking Aristocrat. Think about his performance on the court today, it’s like a mad dog biting each of us.”
André slightly smiled, said: “Magician Suye is Magician Suye, and dramatist Suye is a different person. We cannot deny this drama because he is a civilian, he is Magician, and he is the murderer who killed Roland. If this drama is really bad, we have to watch it quietly before we judge.”
“You are really a wise and kind person. Our reason is that your success comes from good luck, but now you understand that your success comes from wisdom and a broad mind.” Boris praised.
Everyone is gently nodded.
“Although I am a warrior and do not like Magician, I always respect the great Magician like Plato. Your future is limitless.”
“I heard that someone wanted to stop the performance of this drama, but Steward Perez of Panthion Family came forward in person and the officials in charge of related affairs had to let the drama continue.”
“Recently, there was a rumor that after Princess Paros graduated, Pantion Family might find her a good son-in-law.”
All the young Aristocrat looked at each other, and finally, they looked at André.
“I heard that Princess Paros also came to watch this drama.”
“She and Suye seem to be very close.”
“So, Suye must die.” Chard finished, staring at André.
There was a smile on André’s mouth.
“Today I only watch dramas and only appreciate great art. Earthly disputes, feelings of hatred and chaotic emotions should not be brought to the scene and should not insult great dramas. We raise our glasses and watch the drama soberly after drinking , No matter who the author is.” André finished his toast.
“Cheers!”
The curtain opened.