055, Invisible cracks

The days of selection are getting closer and closer, and even in such difficult times, Sala City has begun to become lively.

The lake water of the sad love lake has never been quiet these days. On the lake, there are all kinds of small boats coming and going, and the joyful atmosphere is self-evident.

In addition to the selection, there is another thing that has also been prepared in the past few days. In order to provide the singer with the best concert stage and to cheer up the remaining soldiers of the Bucks, Mudu began to build a large concert platform in the center of the Lake of Grace. Of course, it would be unlikely if the Bucks Empire's current financial and material resources were relied on. But it doesn't matter, the musician, Yalan Bitterlon's agent and composer, seemed to have prepared everything long ago. In the past few days, various spliced ​​floating boards have been rushed to build out of thin air in the middle of the huge lake. In just a few days, this circular stage that can accommodate more than 1,000 audiences has gradually taken shape. Looking at this spirit, it is necessary to sigh that the appeal and financial resources of the mainland's No. 1 singer is indeed unparalleled.

Unlike the past, he did not care about his own things, this time, the idiot took the initiative to join the volunteer ranks of building. He closed his upper body, helped carry wood and floating boards, or went into the water, and dived to the bottom of the platform with a screwdriver to tighten the screws and fix them in various ways. For this unpaid work, he did no complaints this time, and he was very serious in every step, and he could not add to the seriousness.

But when he was serious, someone saw him, and his face was full of worries...

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

In the evening, the idiot was screwing screws on the inlay panel. He wiped off the sweat from his forehead and looked very focused. Even the cry of the bread was not heard.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Xiaobiao raised his hands, and the water splashed under the platform, splashing the idiot's face. Then, the idiot's movements slowly stopped. He turned his head and saw Xiaobiao standing on a canoe, looking at him.

“………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

A cold sound entered Xiaobian's ears. Although the idiot's voice was also very cold in the past, this time Xiaobian was stunned. She stared at the idiot who was lowering her head and working again, suddenly puffed up her mouth, picked up the oars on the boat, and knocked directly on the idiot's head.

Swish.

The idiot's right arm did not move, only a slight sound from the air. Before the oar could catch the idiot's head, it was broken in half.

“………………………Bread, you…attack me.”

The idiot's movement stopped again. He turned around and looked at Xiaobiao, his dark pupils were filled with coldness and ruthlessness. Seeing these eyes, Xiaobiao was scared and took a step back. But after thinking for a while, she still took the courage to throw away the half of the oar and raise the sign in her hand.

"What's wrong? Why did it suddenly change? I haven't even participated in my sister's training these days. What's wrong with you?!"

The idiot glanced at it with a slight silence. In the past, when Xiaobread was written to her, she always brought a "Bao" with her name, but this time, she didn't write it. Such a brand without any title looked a bit awkward.

“………………………………………………… I know what I’m doing. Go back and after this singing is over, I will return to normal.”

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Go back! I won't say it for the third time."

Little bread opened his eyes and stared at the idiot in front of him. The eyes were like looking at a stranger. After she confirmed that the idiot's eyes were absolutely serious, the little girl suddenly... cried out.

"bread……"

"Silly beep! Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

The bread cried and blew back to the boat with tears in her eyes. She picked up the remaining oar, held the big oar in her small body, and rowed hard, and drove the boat off the floating board.

The idiot looked at this little girl, watching her like a person holding a boat and sliding on the wide lake, and her heart couldn't help but tremble. But when he wanted to throw down the tool in his hand and jump into the water, the foreman over there said—

"Hurry up! Miss Bitren's concert has not been long, and it is on the evening of the selection event! If we follow the current progress, we will never be able to play! If you are willing, I hope you can stay and work overtime all night!"

The stage construction work...the schedule is very tight.

The idiot looked at the little bread that was gradually fading away, then looked at the work in his hand, and was silent for a moment.

That girl... should be able to go back by herself.

Although the lake is wide, such a distance should be considered a training for her. After all, except for the longitudinal stone force, her arm strength is not strong. And this side...

If the work cannot be completed, then her stage will be...

After thinking about it, the idiot finally made a decision. He ignored the little girl who was gradually moving away, and did not bit her lower lip and tried to hold up such a large oar to row on the water. Instead, he continued to squat down, twisted the screws, walked to the construction ship on the other side, took the other floating boards, and started other tasks.

Bread...what happened to her?

While working, the idiot was thinking about this question. But in the distance, far away from the stage, the long-haired girl was standing at the bow of a small boat, looking at the almost invisible idiot with concern.

"What's wrong with that brother?"

"……………………………………Maybe……"

Facing Knight's questions, the girl showed sorrow and slowly shook her head.

"No, I can't make it like this. The Guangming romance I taught him should not have deviated yet. His expression was indeed very gentle, and he knew that his subordinates were merciless when he started. This is the evidence that his sword has not deviated from the Guangming romance. It's just..."

Knight pulled the girl's sleeve and said worriedly: "Sister...just...what?"

"………I was a little worried. Judging from his appearance, he could be said to have been on the road of a bright love affair and learned to forgive and mercy. But I was worried that such an expression might also represent some deviations in what place he has made. If this continues..."

"If he continues to follow the second road, there will be only two roads in the end."

"Either, it's just death. Or... it's just to understand the 'dark love' at the last moment."

The girl clenched her fist and gritted her teeth tightly. If possible, she wanted to rush forward directly, then give the child a blow, correcting his likely deviant path. However, she did not have this power.

She made a vow that she could not change the decisions of others according to her own wishes. This vow was to bind herself and the ungrateful goddess. But this vow also made her unable to reach out to pull her when she watched the idiot walk on the completely opposite path.

Is this... your decision? Idiot... Is it a sunny love... or...

Sleeping into the deepest darkness is enough to destroy everything, even one's own love is ruined...

Dark love?

No matter what, the idiot feels very happy.

This kind of mood has never been before, this kind of complete happiness and intoxication. Even though his face is still cold because of habit, he himself knows that there is actually a little happiness in his heart.

Looking at this gradually formed stage, he felt full of pride. Perhaps because of his unlimited energy, he did not sleep for three days and three nights in a row, and was carrying out construction work with great efficiency. These days, he could be as good as twenty workers. One-tenth of the entire water stage was built by him alone. Looking at his efficiency, even those lighting and sound masters were stunned and praised.

Finally, three days before the official performance, the entire stage was finally built. The magnificent circular singing stage was in the center, and then surrounded by the audience seats. All kinds of lighting and smoke mechanisms on the edge of the stage were also set up. Next, those professionals were rehearsing and fine-tuning.

"Great! Miss Yalan's stage is finished! Everyone! Six hours before Miss Yalan's concert begins, everyone came here to gather to show respect for our Miss Yalan! If anyone doesn't come, we will immediately fire that person and let everyone spit on him. Did you hear that?!"

Almost half of the people in charge of setting up the stage were fans of the singer. As the foreman who was also a fan, everyone raised their hands and cheered. The idiot looked at the wide water stage and nodded on his own. To be honest, he was indeed exhausted after not sleeping for three days and three nights. If possible, he would rather have a good sleep now.

"Hey, that person, you."

But just as the idiot was holding a towel and planning to leave, Thrall, who had been paying attention to him for a long time, suddenly spoke and called him.

“……………………………………You called me.”

"Of course I call you. You..." The dwarf musician looked around and said, "I ask you, what is your identity? Judging from your actions, it looks like a veteran fan. But why haven't I seen you on the club's list before?"

The idiot was silent. He lowered his head and looked at the short dwarf who had no sense of inferiority. After a long time, he said, "I am not a fan."

"Not a fan? Who are you? Last time Yalan got on the boat with you, did you know what situation you were in? You were blatantly contradicting the Duke of Goodes! And, you seem to be very familiar with the Bucks royal family. Who are you?"

Suddenly, the idiot's eyes returned to coldness. He stared at this person and said coldly: "How do you know that I am familiar with the Bucks Royal Family."

The dwarf was stunned for a moment, turned his head away, and after a while, he said, "I... how did I know? It's weird, why do you care about me?"

The idiot thought for a moment and immediately became enlightened. The only thing he had contacted with the Bucks royal family these days was the day he had just woken up. That day, he said a few words to Xiehuo and entered the administrative residence with him. If so...

This person either arranged a spy in a civilian area at that time, or had already been involved in it at that time.

So now, the question is. What is he asking this question for?

"I have nothing to do with the Bucks Royals."

The idiot said—

"I just served them on a few occasions when they visited in confinement."

"Oh... that's it...ah. It's okay! It seems that I'm meddling in other people's business. It's okay! Don't take it to heart, ah."

Thrall looked at the idiot, with a slight disappointment in his eyes. Then, he turned around as if he had lost interest in the idiot, and seemed too lazy to say anything to let the idiot leave. He went straight onto the speedboat next to him and left.

It was not until Thrall left completely that the idiot left. He was very tired these days and was too lazy to think about the problems. Now, he just wanted to find a place to take a good rest. As for the concert and selection competition in three days, it goes without saying which one to participate in.

As the sun sets, countless dazzling golden snakes shine on the lake surface. The cloudless sky seems to be wishing the success of the upcoming activities, and everything looks extremely normal.

The idiot returned to the pier, and the fisherman gradually returned. He drove the boat to the corner on the side and jumped ashore. After the night completely fell and the surroundings returned to their original tranquility and tranquility, he sat in his original position again, lowered his head, looked at the rippling lake water, and slowly closed his eyes. During the period before he was about to fall asleep, he thought about what he should review. After thinking for a while, he felt that he should still think about the relationship of the Fourth Sword again, after all, he had escaped for so many days of class fun.

Romance...

The sword of forgiveness and mercy...

The sword of kindness and symbiosis...

There is no murderous intention, only a faint feeling, gentleness, and generousness, just like the sword technique in the afternoon sunshine...

Among the six swords, the only sword technique that can kill the enemy as your responsibility...

Romance...

In the melodious thinking, the idiot finally slowly fell asleep.
Chapter completed!