"Since that's the case, I'll tell Aeschylus to let him prepare with all his strength."

Palos closed the magic book and looked in the direction where the students of Plato Academy were, and saw Larence whispering to a tall old man.

"Larence, why don't you use magic now and promote it so that the nobles can't hear it?" Aeschylus whispered.

Larence's eyes lit up and he said, "Yes!"

Larence adjusted his magic beard, coughed slightly, and said, "Dear citizens of Athens, we have witnessed the feat destined to be remembered in history books today. A civilian killed a nobleman. This is the first time at the city-state competition."

A large number of civilians looked at Larence.

"Su Ye is the champion of this arena and the hero of the arena. However, you may not know that he is also a great playwright. This is not my praise, but the praise of Mr. Aeschylus, the father of tragedy, who is by my side."

"Tonight, in the Municipal Square, a new form of drama will be staged, and the theme of this drama is the battle between civilians and nobles. Yes, the author of this drama is Su Ye, a magician, an unyielding fighter, an excellent playwright, and a civilian. On behalf of Master Aeschylus, I invite you to go to the Municipal Square to watch the drama "Zacre" tonight."

"Of course, please go back and promote it to your friends and neighbors now, and ask them to go to the city hall in the evening. Because this is the first performance of Zachary and may also be the last one."

A few civilians were in thought, and most of them nodded quickly and vigorously.

"Surely support!"

"We must go!"

"For Su Ye!"

"For Su Ye!"

Many civilians shouted loudly.

A few nobles turned their heads and looked at the civilians. For some reason, they always felt that these civilians seemed to be in their hands and armored, and hurriedly left.

Gladiator room.

Su Ye changed a room and sat quietly, his eyes empty.

The sound of footsteps sounded and the iron door opened.

"This is the item before, there is not a single copper owl." The Golden Warrior referee held everything in his hands and placed it beside the bed.

"Thank you very much." Su Ye's eyes shone in his eyes and he nodded slightly.

"However, you cannot leave this room until the war god mountain gives orders. Of course, there will be no more forbidden demon realm." said the referee.

"I know."

"We will deliver you food on time, and I wish you a peaceful time here." The referee nodded slightly and turned around and left.

No door locked.

Su Ye looked at the iron gate, a faint smile appeared on his face, and opened the magic book.

A dense pile of magic letters are piled together.

Su Ye opened Palos's first.

“I will guarantee that Zachary will perform as scheduled.”

Su Ye looked at Palos' letter, smiled slightly, and replied: "Thank you, it's a pity that I can't watch with you. I'll invite you again when the performance is finished."

"good!"

Su Ye slowly reads the magic book.

There are not only students from Plato Academy, but also letters from some famous magicians.

Or congratulate, praise, sympathize, or encourage.

After reading it, Su Ye smiled.

After a long time, I opened the magic book and previewed tomorrow's course.

The hall of the Luolong family.

Old Turner finished his story in detail, and even Su Ye's words were not written down.

"Say it again." Leobo sat on the chair, looking as usual.

Old Turner repeated again.

After listening calmly, Leobo slowly stood up, turned around, gently stroked the back of the chair that was only half left, and his right hand trembled.

"This half of the backrest was originally left for you."

After saying that, Leobo turned around and looked at the clear sky outside the door.

"Take my spear."

"Master, he is Athena's favor. If you take action..."

"Luo Long is my grandson."

"But……"

Leobo's cold eyes fell on Old Turner.

Old Turner shook, lowered his head, turned around and walked out.

A figure flew down and blocked the gate.

"Long time no see, my old friend." Larence looked at Leobo inside with a staff in hand.

Old Turner was stunned for a moment and slowly retreated to the back.

Leobo stared at Larence.

Both sides looked at each other.

"You knew it long ago?" Leobo asked.

"I knew it long ago." Larence.

"His heart is still so cruel."

Leobo's eyes were ups and downs.

"Suye cannot be moved now," said Larence.

"Let me be the whetstone of his sanctuary?" A look of mockery appeared rarely on Leobo's face.

"We will not stop you after the Holy Land." Larence said.

"I will wait." Leobo said and sat down slowly.

Larence turned around and left.

"You will wait." A strange smile appeared on the corner of Larence's mouth.

The sun gradually sets.

A name is constantly spreading everywhere in the city.

"Have you heard of it? A civilian named Su Ye killed the nobles of the Legendary Family and was in the city-state competition..."

"Su Ye wrote a drama and performed in the Municipal Plaza tonight. Don't miss it..."

"Su Ye is really amazing. Unfortunately, the God of War Mountain will not set up a statue for him in the Municipal Square. If I set up a statue for him, I will definitely touch it. If I don't touch the head of the statue, it means attack; if I don't touch the shoulder of the statue, it means contempt. If I don't touch the arm of the statue, it means praise. If I want to touch the instep of the statue, because I should bend down to respect it."

"Real civilian hero..."

Whether it is the temple area, the noble area, the workshop area, the civilian area, the slave area or the dock area, the entire city of Athens, the same person is being discussed.

As the sun was about to set, people from all directions flocked to the Goddess of Wisdom and headed to the Municipal Square.

This time, without Solon's shouting and the sound of a magic beard, many people seemed to have made an appointment in advance.

The sunset is dim and the ground is melting gold.

The drama has not yet begun, and many audiences spontaneously went to ask the people who arranged the stage if they needed help.

With the power of magicians and warriors from Plato Academy, the stage was quickly built, which was unimaginable.

Several puppet masters are located behind the stage, and their magic is connected to the set and curtain to change the stage.

Not far from the stage, there are rows of bronze statues.

Every city-state champion will have his own position there.

Now, there is a new statue there, even a strange smell of bronze just cooling down.

It was a statue of Su Ye, holding a three-section staff, wearing a robe, looking quietly ahead.

Exactly the same as a real person.

Statue facing away from the sunset.

When the shadows of Acropolis and the statue of Athena shrouded the Municipal Square, the Municipal Square was already crowded with people from all over the city of Athens.

There were a large number of magicians and warriors, workers who rushed over from the workshop, civilians everywhere, slaves who could move freely, and foreign merchants who were dressed in unique clothes.

Sigrud leaned against the wall and looked at the stage.

In a room on the edge of the square, Palos opened the window and looked sideways at the stage.

The afterglow shines in, leaving a light orange-red beside the azure lake.
To be continued...