It's been a week since Sidney's murder.

For the civilians of Twilight, the topic of this incident has long since become obsolete. The so-called power and conspiracy behind the matter are not as attractive as the bread and drama of living in the moment.

The king was going to hold a grand invitational party in the Grand Theatre, and as soon as the news was made, it caught everyone's attention. This party not only allows you to see the true face of the Holy Son, but also to enjoy the performance of the first-class theater company "Golden Skylark", which is simply the best carnival for ordinary people who have a boring life.

There is only one problem, you need a ticket to enter the venue - the invitation of the reliary.

This restriction on admission kept most of the people out of the theater, but a very small number of people were informed in advance from the inside, and before the invitation was sent, they bought the holy bone at a high price and obtained the qualification to participate in the party.

As the sun went west, at the entrance of the Royal Theatre, kerosene street lamps were lit one by one, and under the bright light, the crowd was crowded with people who came to attend the party.

At the same time, in the starring room of the theater backstage, a middle-aged man with two mustaches and a gorgeous brocade dress looked anxiously at the beautiful woman wearing makeup in front of the bronze mirror, and said loudly: "Barbara, for God's sake, forget the original script!"

The woman named Barbara, with delicate facial features and light makeup, brightened the whole room by three points, she quietly combed her smooth blonde hair, and looked at herself in the bronze mirror without saying a word.

"In those stages in the past, we were just facing a bunch of fools who were nothing!" The man waved his arms and looked excited, "But who is the spectator of tonight's performance?!!It is the Holy Son in the name of the Heavenly Father!It is the supreme ruler of the Twilight Kingdom!"

Barbara glanced back: "Commander, I remember you once said that art is pure, not mixed with utilitarianism and status?"

The head of the Golden Skylark automatically ignored the mockery in the other party's tone, and shouted anxiously: "Fart! I'm talking nonsense!"

The man carefully glanced at the closed door behind him and lowered his voice: "You may not know that the Dusk West Kingdom has exterminated hundreds of noble lords before and after, and the bones of those defeated are hanging on the wooden shelves on both sides of the Moon Creek Plain Avenue. At night, the ghost fire on the bones continues, and those lights are still known as the "street lamps of victory". ”

The regimental commander paused, and then said: "Therefore, don't think about challenging the authority of the Holy Son and wantonly attacking the divine power in front of him, because that is simply killing yourself! Barbara, listen to me and act according to my revised script, otherwise you will burn everyone in the regiment at the stake!"

Barbara's lips pursed, and the hand holding the wooden comb was bloodless from overexertion.

Outside the theater, Aiden, the elder of the Craftsmen's Association, greeted his friends happily.

The conversation between the two female residents next to him caught his attention.

One woman said, "Do you think that in the last few days in Twilight City, there has always been a stench in the air?"

The other nodded, "That's right, especially the sewage and sewer outlets, the smell is especially obvious, and if you really want to say it, it's a bit like the smell of rotten meat." ”

"Because of this, I also went to the Holy Order Arbitration Tribunal, and they just told me that there were several heavy rains in the city last month, and debris blocked the underground pipes, and they would find someone to unblock it. But I know that those people are just talking, and they won't do it at all!"

Just when the elder Aiden wanted to listen to it again, there was a sound at the entrance of the theater announcing the entrance.

According to the number of relics held, people lined up to enter one after another.

The guards at the gate, who were in charge of checking documents and maintaining order, searched for prohibited items while comparing invitations and resident registrations.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer people in front of the theater, and only a few people remained in the long queue waiting.

A father and daughter dressed in black robes came to the guard and handed over the invitation.

"Viscount Zangna, Miss Zangner, you used to be a nobleman with a silver ring?"

The father lifted his hood and said with a smile, "Yes." ”

The guard glanced at the two of them, "Please let your daughter lift her hood as well." ”

The father did as he was told, revealing his daughter's harmless little face.

The guards found a sergeant who used to be a sergeant of the Southern Legion of the Silver Ring, compared his appearance and accent, and after confirming that everything was normal, he handed the invitation back to Viscount Zangna, nodded and said: "Viscount, please remember that there are only kings and commoners in the Twilight Kingdom, there are no so-called nobles, don't use your words and deeds to challenge the bottom line of the kingdom." Also, have a great night tonight. ”

Viscount Zangna took back the letter and said to the guards with a smile, "Thank you for your advice. Believe me, kid, I'm going to have a lot of fun tonight. ”

The "father and daughter" followed the crowd and walked into the hall of the theater.

Sabrina looked around curiously, and suddenly remembered something, and asked Flowerrence, "By the way, how did you get your invitation?"

"This is thanks to the 'chess piece' we planted in the kingdom in advance, and if it wasn't for that person's tip-off, I wouldn't have known the conditions for admission to the party, and naturally I wouldn't have bought the holy bone for you and me in advance. Clorence looked at everyone in the room, frowned and whispered, "Strange. ”

Sabrina didn't hear the last sentence, but said to him eagerly: "Ivan has prepared enough 'materials', and the 'fireworks' are also in place, we can start tonight, let's turn the entire Twilight Kingdom upside down!"

Claurenus tugged at the girl's sleeve and led her to the corner, and said solemnly, "Sabrina, I want you to make one thing clear, the Council of Elders has never wanted to be an enemy of the Twilight Kingdom. To some extent, the Kingdom's attitude toward xenomorphism and its contradictions with the church are consistent with our interests. Our greatest enemy is still the Church, and it would be in the best interest of both parties to conclude a private covenant with the Son. ”

Sabrina pouted unhappily as she listened, "Great Elder, what do you mean is to put aside all prejudices, even to let go of those apostates, and form an alliance with King Todd?"

"Those traitors who turn their backs on Taylor will naturally be punished with the severest punishment. But if I had to make a choice, the secret of the Successor should be the highest priority, followed by the alliance with the kingdom, and finally the removal of traitors. "But then again, if King Twilight insists on the 'Inheritor', I will have to resort to coercive means to get everything I want." ”

The lights of the theater slowly went out, and the head of the "Golden Skylark" walked up to the stage, waited for everyone to be seated, and said to everyone in an enthusiastic tone: "Ladies and gentlemen. Welcome to the royal evening in the Kingdom of the Twilight, first of all, let us greet our great, wise, fearless, and merciful Majesty with the most sincere hearts and the most pious souls!

The orchestra backstage of the theater played ceremonial music, and the xenomorphs with the ability of "Spotlight" focused the light on the stage, and the heavily armed guards marched into the venue, guarding every passage and every entrance.

On the VIP terrace on the second floor, the appearance of a figure made everyone present fall into a frenzy of cheering and praying.

Looking at the crazy appearance of the people around her, Sabrina raised her head and carefully observed the high monarch, and after a while, she said to Lawrence, "The king of the twilight I imagined is taller, stronger, and more fierce......"

Lawrence's eyes were also on the terrace, and after a moment he only heard him say, "It's funny." ”