Fire, a big fire, turns a gorgeous castle into the brightest torch of the night.

"Barty, I seem to be the bad guy. The dazed young man, looking at the tragedy he had caused, his face was pale and there was mucus flowing from the corners of his mouth, which was the discomfort of murder.

"Crane~ You're not a bad person, you're a big bad person! Good is a lifetime of continuity, and bad is eternal in the blink of an eye. What's so bad about being a bad guy?" the clown mask in his hand lured him through the evil.

......

It was another splendid castle, and the blood-stained ground silently told of the sins that had occurred.

In front of the castle gate, Clown Crane took the girl's little hand that tried to set it on fire and said, "Oh~ little Mary, you can't do this." This is Yanan, and it's not good to make too much noise. ”

He carried a fat man on his back, and on his other hand, he dragged an unconscious young man in fine clothes.

The night continued, and the people of Neverwinter were still asleep, and in the sunlight they had taken the two of them captive and dumped them in an abandoned clearing in the slum. Crane is teaching her how to tie up.

I saw his slender fingers holding hemp rope, and in a dazzled manner, he shamefully tied the middle-aged fat man into a fancy style.

"Do you understand?" he asked, looking at Diggie with a serious expression, and then his fingers were still at the speed of the afterimage, tying the young man into a twist, "What about this?"

As he spoke, Crane untied the rope and handed it to the little girl.

Holding the rope in her little hand, Diggie was a little dazed, she didn't understand why this thing was so troublesome. But the little girl who found it interesting did not refuse this novel experience.

Although he can't learn his tricks right away, the demon has his own way of solving it.

Let's go around in circles, um.... You can't get around, that's okay. The little girl kicked away, and the young man was kicked over, and he was awakened by the pain. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw this indifferent devil, and I just wanted to scream. Diggie's small fist slammed into his head roughly.

Duang！

The world was spinning, the young man was quiet, and the little girl happened to circle the hemp rope, and when she saw him lying on the ground and getting in the way, she kicked it down again.

..... In this way, the young man who was tossed with half his life was finally tied up by her like a dumpling.

It stands to reason that in this way, a teacher will correct education, but Crane doesn't. Still watching from the sidelines, he let out a weird laugh: "Oh roar ~ Little Mary, you really have such a sense of humor." It's just a natural cutie~!"

Hmm~ He wanted to kiss her happily, but he hit Diggie's small sharp knife.

"Hahaha....." He was not embarrassed, and there was no reason to fly up at the fat man's ass under him.

Bang ~ Whoa!

Then, in the sound of the poor fat man's pig, he continued to swagger through the street with Diggie.

On the way, he handed the violin back to the little girl, and he didn't know where to find a small notebook, and after opening it, he looked at the small characters on it, and said to himself: "Well.... Tailor George..."

After a while, knock knock.

He took Diggie to a door with a needlework signboard, and knocked on the door rhythmically with his fingers: "Open the door~Your old friend is here~"

In the early hours of the morning when people sleep the best quality, knock on the door. Hmmm.... Crane didn't think there was anything wrong with this, but how could the tailor family who slept normally in the house open the door inexplicably.

But perhaps it was a coincidence, little George, who was in a hurry to urinate, got up from the bed, and after going to the toilet, he heard the voice of a visitor outside the door in a daze.

Squeak~ The door opened.

"Oh~ Little George, didn't your mother tell you that you can't open the door to strangers?" Crane leaned down, and the clown mask leaned in front of the confused child, and the strange tone directly woke him up from sleep.

Staring at this familiar mask, which often appears in nightmares, little George recalled the fear of being dominated, and said in a trembling voice, "You are bad, bad..... Woo..."

His mouth was suddenly covered by Crane's big hand, and he heard the other party whisper: "Shhh~ I know I'm bad, bad~"

Crane pulled the expressionless little girl behind her, "I also brought another child today to play with you~ I call her a little bad!

The hand on his mouth was released at this time, and the little boy George hurriedly opened his mouth, wanting to remind his sleeping parents: "Dad....." and then no sound came out.

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Ahh He opened his mouth and shook his feet in a hurry, and he felt as if the back of his neck had been touched, and his whole body fell to the ground unconscious.

Ignoring this little episode, Crane took the little girl to his parents' bedroom, saw them sleeping in bed, and said lightly to Diggie: "Look~ Their relationship is so good~"

Affection?

Diggie didn't quite understand the word, and he saw Clann the Clown spread his palms out at them, and some shiny powder flew into their mouths and noses. The snoring was loud for a while, and the couple slept even more deadly.

"May they have a good dream~hahaha..."Crane laughed wildly, lifted them from the bed one by one, and clamped them under his armpits: "Let's go, little Mary, the wonderful is coming soon~"

As he was leaving, he motioned for Diggy to take little George with him.

"A family is meant to be neat, you know?" said one big and one small, carrying the tailor's family, towards the clearing. In the frightened look of the fat young man, he left them and began to set up the scene.

Whoa... Crane closed the small notebook and put it away, and said to Diggie in a pleasant tone: "Good show, how can there be no audience?"

With that, he spread his arms and chanted a mantra. The green light surrounded his hands, and with himself as the center, he faintly fluctuated, radiating in all directions in a circle.

After a moment, he gasped a little and ended the spellcast.

"Oh~ I feel old, I don't know if it's a delusion. Crane teased himself, and after resting for a while, stronger energy fluctuations emanated from his body, "There should be a seat here!"

As he spoke, one hand was raised upward, and in a rumbling sound, rows of yellow-colored staircase stands rose around the empty ground. The clearing, where Crane was half-surrounded by their arcs, now looked like a reserved stage.

"Of course, our guests must also have a customized area~" The fat man's body was suspended, floating above the stage. The young man and the tailor's family were moved to either side of the stage, with the loose young man and old George on one side, and little George and his mother on the other.

Bang dang dang~ After they were in place, steel bars rose from the ground and turned into cages to imprison them.

"Oh~Before the audience arrives, of course, the lights are indispensable~" Crane took out a colorful handkerchief from his arms and threw it up into a huge colorful tent to envelop the place, blocking the sunlight. In the darkness, his hand pointed at the suspended fat man, and a green light was shot into his body.

Uhh.....hh

In the creepy scream, the fat man's head lit up like a light bulb, and his facial features shot out five bright beams like searchlights.

"Oh~ The small regional agent of the Rocky Consortium actually sacrificed himself to merge with the lights. What a dedicated gaffer this is~!" Clown Crane was moved by his work and wiped away his non-existent tears.

"Dad!!" At this moment, a discordant voice came from the iron cage, and the young man inside was stunned, beating the iron bar of the cage like crazy.

Completely brought into the role of the host, Crane raised his voice: "It's okay, he walked very peacefully, and made an outstanding contribution to lighting up tonight!"

After speaking, he controlled the tent and opened a corner entrance. Many of the civilians in the slum who were controlled by him kept their faces asleep one after another, and walked into the surrounding grandstand seats like walking corpses and sat down.

"You madman! Devil! Yanan won't let you go!!" the young man could only live by now.

Crane didn't care about his invective, because the stage he had set up had already begun.

"Ahem, it seems that a madman is calling, oh~ This is not allowed by me. As he spoke, he put one hand in front of his mouth in a zipper shape, and the young man's mouth could not be opened as if it had been stitched shut.

"Alright, the little problem is over, ladies and gentlemen, friends of the slum~ Welcome to the Crane Circus!" The host, wearing a clown mask, bowed under the human light, his green hair shiny and reflective. The deputy of Xiao Gu Liang on the side looked indifferent.

This is the power of witchcraft .... Diggie stood beside him, looking around with a wistful look in his heart.