"What is this? is it wine?" said Kira, looking at the colorless liquid in the glass in his hand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It's Gerry's specialty, Gerry. Duke Myron replied.

"But I'm too young to drink, I'm sorry, Uncle Myron. Kira smiled helplessly.

"Of course, I know that, and I'm giving you a different drink, a drink. Duke Myron said with a smile.

Sven walked from the duke's side to Kira's side, and picked up another empty goblet from the round table between the duke and Kira, and handed it to Kira. Kira took the goblet handed by Sven glasses man, and then Sven glasses man picked up another bottle containing colorless liquid from the table, pulled out the cork with a tool like flowing water, leaned over and slowly poured the liquid in the bottle into Kira's goblet.

"Isn't this the same as my uncle? No, this one doesn't smell like alcohol, but it seems to have a delicate sweetness in it, and the fresh scent of flowers, is it white flowers?" said Kira, holding a goblet containing a third of the colorless liquid, to her nose and sniffing it.

"Sixth Highness, you guessed it, this is also a specialty of Gerry, the Duke and the drink in your hand are also brewed from white flowers, but the manufacturing process and techniques are different, and the varieties bred are also different, these are just one of Gerry's flavor specialties, and there are many delicacies, I believe you must have never tasted it." Sven glasses man put the bottle back on the table and explained to Kira.

"I see, these production techniques are really strange. ”

"Huh?!It's really delicious. Kira took a sip of the liquid from the cup and said in surprise.

"Kalia, how are you doing? I haven't seen you in a while, you've grown up. Duke Myron said as he looked at Kalia, who was standing beside Kira.

"Thank you for your concern, Duke Myron. Kalia said respectfully.

"You're still the same, Kalia, and you still won't call me uncle?" said Duke Myron with a wry smile.

Kalia was silent and didn't speak, and when Duke Myron saw her like this, he didn't ask anymore, shook his head helplessly, took a sip of wine again, and looked at the stage below.

Later, a number of servants came in through the door of the room, and they placed them on the table between them, and they respectfully withdrew and closed the door.

"I know you haven't eaten, so let's fill your stomach with these snacks first. Duke Myron said as he looked at Kira.

Jira looked at the rich food on the table next to her, thanked Duke Myron, and ate unceremoniously, although she was indeed very hungry, but when she ate these foods, she still maintained the aristocratic etiquette of eating, behaved elegantly, swallowed in small bites, unhurried, organized, and looked at the stage with her eyes.

Suddenly, the melodious sound of the violin sounded, from the direction of the stage, echoing through the hall, accompanied by the crisp chirping of birds, like stepping into a fairy tale forest path, and the cheerful birds chirping in the trees.

After playing on the violin, the opera officially began, the chandelier on the ceiling became dim, the surrounding environment became dim, the red curtain of the stage was closed, and the appearance of the stage was presented in front of everyone, but unfortunately it was too dim to see the background of the stage, but even so, everyone under the stage applauded without hesitation, and the loud applause echoed in this opera house.

"A long, long time ago, there was a legend about a prince who loved a princess and the princess loved him deeply, but one day she was kidnapped by the evil demon king, and the prince embarked on a journey to save the princess......"

A singing soprano voice sounded in the dim environment.

With the applause gradually faded, the center of the wide stage is a very obvious circle of light, everyone finally saw the tip of the iceberg of the stage, through the light, the background of the stage seems to have many trees, with a blue sky, like a painted wallpaper, with a man appeared, this bright circle of light also moved with the man, shining on his head, the background music also changed, the violin sound became rapid, everyone's mood also changed with the music, became nervous, although I don't know what happened。

The man on the stage was dressed in gorgeous clothes, holding a long sword in his hand, and wearing a crown in his long golden hair, this man with long golden hair was running, looking back from time to time, as if something was chasing him, and when he ran to the other end, he stopped, turned to look in the direction he was fleeing, and raised his sword to point in which direction.

"Oh, I'm a prince!!I'm here to save my dear princess!!I didn't expect to be here!!There's such a monster stopping me!!" The long-haired blond man sang, and with the pace of the background music, there was a vivid sense of déjà vu.

At this time, the background music changed again, into a cheerful rhythm, the monster appeared, and the mighty lion with three heads slowly walked out of the other side of the stage, his thick limbs stepped on the floor, and another circle of light descended from the stage, shining on this lion.

"Since I can't run away~!For my princess!!I must knock you down!!" The long-haired blond man sang with a grief-stricken expression and rushed over with the long sword in his hand.

The three-headed lion roared, the background music switched to a passionate rhythm, and pounced on the golden long-haired man who rushed over, the battle broke out, and the turn-based battle began, the golden long-haired man brandished a long sword and hit the lion's body, leaving no trace, but the lion was still angry, roared angrily, stretched out his front paws and hit the blonde man's chest, knocking him away, as if flying, no matter how you look at it, the blonde long-haired man threw the sword and rolled backwards, and then just like that, he lay on the ground, as if he had fainted.

The lion came to him and opened his mouth as if he was going to eat him, and the background music changed to a sad violin solo, and the audience under the stage watched in amazement, especially the female audience, who covered their mouths in horror or took the hand of the male partner next to them, and watched nervously.

Fortunately, an arrow shot into the lion's bloody mouth between the lightning and flint, and the lion roared angrily, but it was not over, and the remaining arrows came down one after another, shooting at the lion's three heads, all of which were headshots, and the lion roared unwillingly and fell.

The music changed again, it was the accompaniment of the soprano, accompanied by cheerful music, from one side of the stage, three people appeared, and another circle of bright light descended on the three people, and the three of them put their hands on their shoulders together, like very good friends, hooked their shoulders and backs, and jumped out with the same cheerful steps.

The three men, dressed as hunters, but women, with bows in their hands and a quiver on their backs, came to the monster lying beside it, crouched beside it and sang......

The content of this opera is actually a great story of a prince who met all kinds of warriors along the way in order to save the princess who was taken away by the demon king, and joined forces with these warriors.

Under the passionate background music, the demon king and the prince fought countless times, and finally they were still no match for the prince, was pierced through the chest by a sword, and fell to the ground, from the perspective of the audience, but in fact, it was sandwiched under the armpit, and the audience on the stage erupted in cheers, clapping, but then the prince knelt on the ground in grief and sang about his dead companions, shedding tears of sadness, and the audience received emotional infection, some female viewers cried directly, and the other part of the male audience watched silently and did not speak。

The next scene is the plot of the prince rescuing the princess, when the prince hugs the princess in his arms and sings touching words, the emotions of the audience have risen to the extreme, and most of them shed tears of emotion.