On stage, Martina's singing and dancing are still very popular, and even the increasingly high entrance fees cannot stop the enthusiasm of the fans, and many people even have to buy a ticket for all their wealth.

Although the magical version of the industrial civilization in this world has only developed to the level of the first industrial revolution on Earth, it is supported by the spells of dozens of high-level mages, making various stage special effects even higher than the modern level.

Martina stood on the stage, looking at the dense crowd of people in the audience, regardless of men, women and children, cheering his name, but there was a trace of worry in her eyes.

Seriously, as a former Grand Arcanist, he actually understands why fans are so crazy.

If at the beginning, his singing and dancing were still theoretically attainable by mortals, then his current singing and dancing have surpassed the mundane, which is comparable to the enchanting realm of the Succubus Queen in the abyss.

He can feel that with the fermentation of time, the number of his fans has grown, and his singing and dancing ability is still rising.

With his current ability, let alone intellectual life, even if it is a beast with only animal nature, or even a magical element with only instinct, he will bow down to his song and dance.

Of course, if this is all there is to it, it will not upset a former Grand Arcanist.

Magic, which exists in every corner of the world, constitutes the basic factor of all things.

Magic, after all, is nothing more than a few tricks to pry magic to achieve all kinds of miracles in the eyes of mortals.

The three elements of a magician's spellcasting are action, spell, and material.

If the casting skill is high enough, it is completely possible to cast the spell without materials.

And song and dance, in fact, isn't it just action and language?

So although she doesn't understand the principles contained inside, it's not surprising that Song and Dance can achieve a spell-like effect.

Martina's concern was the purpose of the mysterious man who called himself Arthur.

Although he can't be a mage under his bad taste, he has to waste time with a group of mortals.

However, the Blade Drawer is indeed more powerful, and does not require a lot of resources like a mage.

And Martina can faintly feel that this profession can reach a level more powerful than the Grand Arcanist.

Last time, I tentatively asked him if he could resurrect the Sun King, and although things were really unexpected to her, the Sun King was indeed resurrected, and resurrected with a more powerful attitude.

And the resurrection of the Sun King has indeed made the contradiction between the Empire and the Tower Federation less acute.

The relationship between the two is reconciled under the will of the absolute superior, and through the mouth of the Sun King, he also learns of the calamities to be faced in the future.

In this way, although Arthur has a little bad taste for himself, his various actions are indeed to save the world.

However, Martina just sensed that something was wrong, something unspeakably wrong.

"Drop! Congratulations on your cumulative deposit of more than 100 million Dollars, your level has been upgraded to SVIP2, and you can enjoy more privileges and services, please check it out soon. ”

As the level increased, the vast power washed over Martina's body, and every organ and every inch of skin felt extremely comfortable.

A little blush stained Martina's seductive cheeks, and even the singing and dancing couldn't help but bring a touch of color, making the audience below howl even louder.

(Phew, why are you upgrading to be so comfortable, do you want me to indulge in this?) I wonder how a great arcanist could indulge in such a low-level pleasure. What the! The next upgrade will actually accumulate to one billion dollars! ）

Martina's smiling face froze for a moment, and then she gritted her teeth and calculated whether she was going to spend her precious personal rest time attending some parties or public performances to attract more popularity.

As for worrying about Arthur's calculations, emmmm, if he could kill him, he would have wanted to split that soul a long time ago, and it would be better to be practical when considering what was the use of those.

In the stands, in a certain independent box, Arthur showed a smile.

"Providence, providence, it's really calculating, using the privilege of providence to faintly affect the fruit I have cultivated to block me, maybe you want to give me a backstab. If I really believe in you, thinking that you will sincerely cooperate in the face of the great enemy of the abyss, I am afraid that sooner or later you will have no bones left! ”

"It's a pity that I don't have any trust in you, the providence of God, all along."

"However, speaking of which, I'm also half a pound to eight taels. Ahem, I want to calculate that you should be, if you want to calculate, I should be killed, this is the domineering of the strong, I don't accept you to beat me! ”

"Soon, soon, and have to be patient a little longer. Soon, the final fruit will be picked by me. ”

Just when Arthur was thinking about some earth-shattering conspiracy.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Opening the door, a well-dressed man walked in.

"It's ...... Lord Gran, do you have anything to do with me? Is there any opinion on my niece's performance? ”

"No, no, no, Lord Arthur, you have been thinking too much, your niece's performance will not have any problems, everything is very successful."

Lord Gran bowed to Arthur earnestly, "It's just that I personally want to see you privately, so I bother you at this wonderful time, and I hope you don't mind." ”

"I see!" Arthur waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, I don't mind, it's just that Your Excellency is looking for me privately, what's the matter?" ”

As soon as he heard this, Lord Gran's eyes glanced at Martina on the stage, his face flushed unconsciously, and he stumbled and said, "I, I, I'm looking for Your Excellency in private...... I would like to invite you and your niece to a private party organized by me, and I wonder what your opinion is. ”

"I see! I'd like to say, but my dear niece is also going on a continent-wide tour, which has been her dream since she was a child, and she really can't squeeze out much free time..."

Arthur looked understanding, but said to Lord Gran with an embarrassed expression.

Lord Gran gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Arthur, I am willing to donate one million gold coins to support Miss Martina's dream, I want to be able to spend a time with Miss Martina alone.... An hour, do you see this line? ”

"That's it! But on the other side of the Duke of Hulan and the Marquis of Cork...," Arthur said with a sad face.

Eventually, Lord Gran walked out the door with an excited face, and Arthur flicked his check and wrote down another schedule under a multi-page form.

Speaking of which, due to the problem of the sun going out, the cost of the trip has increased greatly, and the reason why the budget has not been spent halfway is really thanks to the support of local tyrants from all walks of life.

Well, it's not because someone's bad taste refuses to conjure up some money.