According to the script, after "gorgeously" eliminating the bandits, Solomon, a swordsman played by Asker, saved Meranda played by Mier.

"You're all right." Asker said.

It stands to reason that this should be a line with a tone of pity, but it is probably really good and tired of reading, and he is not in the mood to continue performing at this time, so he just said lightly.

Wilhelm didn't stop, because with Asker's almost goofy performance now, it was Mier's perfect performance, so perfect that Wilhelm couldn't bear to call NG at all.

She sat on her knees, ragged and scarred, her legs drenched in filthy blood, her little head slightly raised to stare at Asker. At this time, the angle of the sunlight hit her face, making her delicate face seem to be plated with a layer of holy brilliance, as if she was rescued from the hell of the sea of blood and suddenly regained her light.

Mi'er's breathing was a little quicker, because the scene in front of her was so familiar, to be precise, every time she had a terrible nightmare in the middle of the night, it would come to her mind at the end, like a picture of redemption.

"Just want to die?"

"I don't want to die...... What can it be? ”

"You can be a mercenary with me. Oh, with your marksmanship, it will be very promising. ”

Asker in front of her coincided with the glorious figure in her mind again, so much so that her face was quickly stained with a thin layer of red.

“ng！ Stop! Wilhelm finally cried out uncontrollably, "Miss Mill! The previous performance can be said to be perfect, but what is the blush at the end! Meranda shouldn't have fallen in love with Solomon at first sight at this time! It's the other way around! It should be the male protagonist Solomon who fell in love with you at first sight! ”

For Asker's performance, it was like a scumbag who had always failed and scored a 0 in the exam, which was also expected by Wilhelm. However, an excellent student like Mi'er suddenly made a mistake at the end of the performance, which was simply intolerable to him.

"Hug, I'm sorry." Mi'er turned her head and said, her face was a little embarrassed, as if the most secret thoughts in her heart had suddenly been revealed.

"Hey, she's just a child, it's normal to make mistakes." Asker said, crossing his arms.

"You know she's just a child!" The narrator almost howls like a wolf, "Compared to her, your acting skills as an adult are so bad!" ”

Am I just a kid...... Mi'er pouted slightly.

"Forget it, I'll edit it a little bit and see if I can get this blush off." Wilhelm also realized that in addition to the blush mistake at the end, the plot where Mier looked up and stared at the previous part couldn't be better, completely bringing to life the emotions of Meranda's desperate life, and even completely making up for the poor performance of the male protagonist If it is remade once because of ng, it may not have such a good effect.

"In the next scene, it's Christina who appears."

………………

Eleanor looked speechlessly at her dress. The strange mage robe that is particularly tight is not so much a disguise as it is more like a deliberate attempt to show off his graceful figure.

A 1.5-meter-long two-handed ancient tree staff was held in her hand, the top was tangled roots, and the end was sharpened abnormally, making her feel the urge to pick it up and hit people.

The initial plot of the second act is that Christina, the mage she plays, hears that a group of bandits lurk in the mountains, and rushes into the mountains to annihilate these criminals.

This is quite a speechless thing, you say that you are a weak mage, neither bodyguards nor escorts, who gave you the courage to go into the mountains alone to suppress bandits?

However, if Christina hadn't gone into the mountain alone, she wouldn't have encountered danger, she wouldn't have met Solomon and Meranda, and then a series of classic plots and famous scenes would not have happened.

Art always comes from life and is higher than life, and the reasonable party that goes to the drama with 100,000 brains is a minority after all, and most people just want to have some fun.

Eleanor, who struggled to convince herself to accept this brainless script. Christina, in the midst of the stirring music, sang aloud towards the bandit camp ahead:

"Suffer death! You thieves! The evil deeds you have committed against the innocent will be demanded from you today! ”

Then a vast number of bandits poured out of the camp.

No way? So many enemies? Eleanor was speechless. The thousands of troops in the script, and the countless crowds in front of them, give people an impact that is obviously not a concept.

Not to mention that she was still wearing unprotected spell robes and holding a staff.

Of course, unlike Asker, who was openly releasing water, Eleanor, a girl who was still more dedicated and serious, rushed towards the countless bandits in front of her in the already enthusiastic melody, as described in the script.

Asker and Mi'er came out of the woods on the other side of the battlefield.

A fateful encounter.

Eleanor's Christina, who is fighting hard in the bandits, dances her staff so vigorously that the flames and thunder that gush out of it also shoot and splash in all directions, making the bandits scream and corpses all over the field.

What's even more exaggerated is that while she fights with her staff, she also has to cooperate with the passionate BGM to step on the dots and "sing" the lines, which is a short musical after all.

According to the script, Aske and Mi'er also quickly joined the battle, and soon eliminated the bandits that poured out.

The last to appear on the scene was naturally the mini-boss bandit leader in the first act, who was burly and sturdy, carrying a huge battle axe, and staggered out.

"Wait a minute." The picture suddenly froze, and then the narrator's voice sounded, "I don't think this bandit leader is hideous enough, what do you think?" ”

The crowd did not speak.

"It's unlikely to exist in reality, but I think art can be exaggerated." The narrator's voice said this, and the bandit leader began to swell at a rate visible to the naked eye, reaching a height of three meters, his arms as thick as a normal person's waist, and the battle axe became as cumbersome as an executioner's decapitator.

Asker frowned, although he didn't care if he made the monster stronger, he could fight it casually, but the picture of this monster changing around at will was a bit similar!

That's right, training private clothes!

In previous lives, for the purpose of training their own teams, major clubs would usually ask the technical department to make a private server sandbox, and then the team members would train in the private server.

Compared with the online game world, although the environment of private servers is simple, it is extremely functional. Whether it's farming specific monsters, adjusting the weather, changing the terrain, or more exaggerated locking blood or stamina, the private server can easily do it, so that you can accurately design a specific training program according to the needs of the team.

Ever since he came to this world and started from scratch, Asker has missed the game server of his previous life.

The price of not having a private service is that he can only replace the training for the girls with the actual combat of the mutation, and the mutation is uncontrollable, and there will be some tricky moths at every turn, forcing him to interrupt the original training plan.

For example, the Frank Knight Siege (full of spirituality), the undead mutation dungeon (the boss is too strong), the mind town dungeon (the mutation is too weird) and so on.

However, here, because everyone is in a state of mind, it is not much different from the private server virtual program in the previous life. Whether it's terrain or monsters, you can change as you like with Wilhelm's will!

Wouldn't that achieve the purpose of private training?

The only obstacle was probably to convince Wilhelm. Asker frowned, then said with a smile:

"Wilhelm, this bandit leader is your imagination, right? I remember you said they would be spiritually lacking? ”

"Not bad." The narrator's voice was a little puzzled, as if he didn't understand why the leader of the mercenary group, who had been lazy, suddenly began to pay attention to the plot itself, "What do you mean, Lord Asker?" ”

Although the imaginary characters lack the spirituality of normal people, their words and actions will be relatively dull. However, we can achieve a more realistic performance by carefully designing the attack mechanism of the bandit leader in advance. ”

"Uh-huh." The voice next to him pondered, "This is a feasible method, but I am not very familiar with how to design battles, after all, in the past, the combat movements in my scripts were designed by professional martial arts instructors." ”

"It's easy." Aske immediately said, "Although there is no martial arts instructor here, as a professional who is proficient in combat, I should be able to do this role." ”

…… Even if Wilhelm was surprised by his sudden interest, he had to admit that the offer was very tempting.