After a lively opening magic show, the dancers performed poetry and distance with spins and jumps.

Orianna sees epic adventures: an old mage searches the desert for a centuries-lost spell; A beautiful lady disguises herself as a stone in a magical jungle; A devout pilgrim climbs a treacherous peak in search of rebirth...... There are many more stories and legends, and the voyage across the ocean is presented to her.

Although she had read these stories over and over again, each time Oriana was fascinated and dreamed of one day being able to visit those far-flung places in person.

Of course, these stories have been embellished, but they have become a little distorted, and Jeno, who is watching the play for the first time, was stunned to find many bugs.

The joke is not nonsense, and the revision is not a random editing.

"What's wrong with you?" Oriana asked, looking at Jeno's distraught look.

"I've probably seen them all...... But this is the same version as I've heard...... Some discrepancies. ”

"What's the difference?"

"Let's take the story of the Ruined King, who set foot on the Shadow Isle, where the undead are infested in search of the water of life, in order to save his beloved queen, but this is not the case......

When the king's fleet arrived at the Shadow Island, there were no undead there, and at that time the Shadow Island was not called the Shadow Island, but the Fuguang Island, which was a magical shrine, and the king's love for the queen moved the magicians, and they took action to resurrect the queen, but it was too late, they resurrected a corrupt walking corpse.

Seeing that she was no longer beautiful, the queen begged the king to let her rest in peace, and the grief-stricken king agreed to her request, and used the ruin spell to martyr the queen, no one expected that the effect of the ruin spell was increased by hundreds of times by the holy relics collected by the mages, thus affecting the entire island, and all living beings turned into undead in an instant, which led to the Shadow Island. ”

At first, Oriana was a little incredulous, but Jeno's version turned out to be the origin of the undead in Shadow Isle.

There are many theories as to why the undead are wreaking havoc on the Isle of Shadows, but none of them have been able to explain when the sheer number of undead took over the Isle of Shadows, as if they appeared out of nowhere overnight.

"Oh...... I don't like this tragic ending, so many people bury the ruined king...... This kind of love is too selfish, but such a twist does reflect the love of the ruined king for the queen, which is much stronger than those cookie-cutter fairy tales of heroes saving beauty! ”

Orianna was a little moved, and the poignant love story easily touched the girl's heart.

When Jeno looked at her like this, he knew that she was telling her as a story, rather than believing that it was really happening.

The dark fog of the Isle of Shadows spreads farther and farther each year, and one day the undead will set foot in the City of Progress.

"Is there another story?"

The curious baby handed the fruit betel to Jeno and intimately divided the straw.

"There are many, many more, I can't say enough, I'll talk about it later when I have time...... Look at the stage! The dance you want is coming. ”

The dancers in fancy costumes immediately caught Oriana's attention, and she began to carefully observe every detail of the dance, trying to write it down.

The dancers are very professional, but Jeno is a young man who has been poisoned by the Internet, and his mind is full of the big white legs of the KDA girl group, and these dances with insufficient visual impact can't arouse his interest, and for him, this is not as interesting as Oriana's clumsy dance skills.

Jeno began to feel a little sleepy, perhaps because there were too many people, and his chest tightened.

Towards the end, the raucous music came to an abrupt end, the actors left the stage, and all the lights gathered in the center of the stage.

A lady rises slowly, not knowing if it's magic or a stage effect. Her long hair was combed into an intricate braid, interspersed with mother-of-pearl and jade, like a newborn star. She wore a long, glossy green dress with folds that looked like silver silk was woven from shimmering spider silk.

The spotlight fell on her, as if there was only this beautiful woman left in the world.

The stage lights lit up, but Jeno's vision slowly dimmed, and all of them turned black and red without contrast, as if blinded by the sun, and he felt cold in his limbs, even as he leaned against his warm body.

Oriana is attracted to the female singer on stage and does not notice Jeno's abnormality.

This darkness did not improve until a refreshing song sounded.

The incomprehensible lyrics burst into his mind, and the woman on the stage was half-singing and half-reading, and the words flowed like honey.

Each note was like a blade of grass fluttering in the middle of the hall, and as she twhirled through the hall, her singing grew louder and brighter, and Jeno felt his skin itch too.

He let the singing rush into his internal organs, and the whole person was as clear as a wash from the inside out.

Jeno's eyes began to see again.

Her voice was full of power, and it filled the whole hall, and the inclusion in it penetrated everyone's flesh and bones, smoothing out all the edges and corners.

Her face was drenched with beads of sweat, and the veins in her neck were clearly visible, and no matter where her singing came from, the price was obviously to her body.

The lights dimmed, and her voice became softer.

The notes are like the first thaw of spring snow, and the sunset sinks to the end of the winter sea.

Oriana's tears welled up, and she knew she wasn't the only one crying. More than a dozen men and women wept silently, and stretched out their hands to the female singer, begging her to sing.

And she swayed gently on the stage, and the song was coming to an end.

Slowly, slowly, she began to slowly descend from the trapdoor on the stage.

The song grew softer and softer, gradually turning into a murmur.

Soon, the murmur also dissipated.

The darkness that enveloped Jeno also dissipated.

Jeno touched his sweaty cheeks, a little overwhelmed for a moment.

"Lady Eletti sang me to tears, Ionia's songs are beautiful and sad at the same time, and there is a cleansing magic in them."

Orianna said, wiping tears from her eyes.

"Correction, this is a song by Vastaya, Ionia is too general in scope."

Vastaya are a native magical race in the Ionian Islands, humanoid with animal features.

"You know again?"

"I just know."

Jeno felt like his body was back to normal, and even had the illusion that everything that had just happened was an illusion, but he couldn't remember how Eleti had sang.

On stage, Eloti was saying something in a moving voice.

Presumably, she is the director of an orphanage called the House of Hope in Zaun, and the poisonous mist has invaded the House of Hope, and she needs to raise some funds to house her children.

"Oriana, do you have any money left in my salary? Help me donate five gold seas. ”

This woman saved herself once because of a coincidence, and Jeno felt that it was necessary for him to do a little more.

"So much? Are you really from Zuan? ...... who spends more money than I do."

Oriana scrambled as she pulled out six gold gears and placed them in the empty donation box, drawing a smile from Eleti.

This move caused others to follow suit, and apparently Eletty's singing moved the audience, so that they were completely convinced, and they stuffed the gold coins into the donation box.

gave up the privileged life of Princess Ionia and came to Zuan to be the director of the orphanage, and such an identity deed is also very gimmicky.

Jeno knew that Ionia didn't have a princess, but the House of Hope was true, an old orphanage that had been built to shelter orphans who had lost their parents in the disaster at the time of the collapse of Zaun, but was now about to become ineffective because it didn't receive much donations.

So this is a beautiful lie concocted by the dean and only employee, Elody, in order to attract donations.

I have to say that Elody made a very smart decision, at least Jeno, an insider, was willing to "get down".

The perfect curtain call!