It is said that the European medieval pop eunuch singers, those who became excellent singers also had to endure physical pain for the rest of their lives, living deformed lives, and most of them did not live long. These artists, known as "eunuchs", have become the idols of many people. And they never take drugs, because this is a devastating thing for them who never lip-sync. The first to do this...... It's the Holy See again! It's the clergy who are the first to get into trouble! It's religion that is the first to cause scandals!

The Holy See did not allow women to enter the choir, and the monsters were banned along with them. There are many males with female characteristics among the monsters, and there are also many who maintain their voices. But who made the clergy so obsessed with only human boys?

However, like a qiē routine, everyone treated it as if they didn't see it and played slowly by themselves, and the Pope had to personally order a ban on the use of eunuchs in the choir, but later everyone compromised. In the past, the papal see's eunuch flew into the homes of ordinary nobles, and it was said that this thing was very popular in Europe!

The Cybertron in front of him looked at the other party for a long time, and he didn't know whether the other party belonged to "chicken flying" or "egg beating", or that "even birds with eggs" and a nest of "100 points" were all gone.

"The Great Chief is fine, no need to call him an adult. Cybertron replied with a bold reply, "I am a Bourkeso, and the formal introduction should be done by me - I am the son of the great warrior Arsin Hellroar Bulkeso, and Cybertron Hellroar Bulkeso." Hello, great chief of all the Burkesso, stranger, may the ancestors bless you, who are you?"

"Ahem...... Well, how should I answer at this time? My father was a broken nobleman, and it didn't make the slightest sense to mention him. He's not a great warrior, I'm Count Bernie Zell, lord of Orleans, messenger of the king of Enamel - it's a pleasure to see you, we've known each other and are no longer strangers. Well, come on, come on, I have a little gift for you here. ”

Bernie Zell was less than thirty years old, and it was a bit strange to walk and he was quite handsome in appearance. But it's far from the, at least there is no perverted prince base! It seems that there may be some problems with the outside world's rumors, but the voice is a little too crisp, and Xu is the only problem. He came to Cybertron and took the other man's hand, a gesture that was familiar.

"You see—I brought it from the thornlands further north of German, and honestly it took a pretty deal—and now I give her to you. I don't know where I heard the false news that Cybertron was interested in the monster girl, but Bernie Zell sent a monster slave over: "This is a giant—do you know it?"

"Well, I've killed it before, but it's just a male giant. Cybertron nodded.

"That's great—don't be stingy. A sickly flush flashed across Bernie Zel's face, "I know you're a great hero, so you might as well show me on the spot today - I look up to you very much, and it is said that you are a hero that even the Lords of Hell can kill, and only appears in the Legend of the Ancients." It's not that it's rare now, it's that it's not at all - how about killing this giantess and opening our eyes?"

...... It's another pervert.

I thought I met a normal person, but why are they all perverts?

Cybertron drew his saber and slashed the chain that bound the giantess with a single swing. The swing of the Bourkeso would have caused a small spatial vibration, plus the ...... of the two holy swords The materials are high-quality, the production is exquisite, the craftsmanship is excellent, and the fake one pays ten! -- cutting the iron chain is even more relaxed and pleasant.

"Since it's mine, I won't kill it casually. Cybertron sheathed his sword and stared at Bernie Zell and said, "The Burkeso people never kill lightly, and you have a mistaken understanding of us. ”

"Hmm...... It seems to be a bit of a misunderstanding, but I'm really sorry - come on, come on, please come here. With a slight bow, the envoy of the King of Efar seemed to be quite talkative: "I have other monsters here, you can kill one and take a look." ”

...... How does this make sense? Sure enough, monsters are better in the European continent than in Eagle Gran?

And it seemed that several of the attendants from the Enamel Kingdom next to him all snickered, as if it was funny to toss a barbarian - in an instant Cybertron realized that he had been played like a monkey.

"I'm not a juggler, you can watch it if you want. Cybertron nodded, and said to Bernie Zell, "I heard that you are also a count, then we will have a duel - I heard that you Europeans are quite fond of this kind of activity-"

"I? no, no, no, no...... I'm going to get an acting knight if I do, and to be honest, I'm not very good at this kind of sport - what's wrong? I think we're still friends. ”

"The Bourkeso see killing as survival and glory, not showmanship and juggling, and if you really want to see a person die, then don't send out slaves and reluctant monsters, and show your aristocratic temperament. ”

"Hmm...... It makes sense, I heard that you are a different kind of Bourkeso, and I thought you would be accommodating. It seems that it is still full of the persistent temperament of the descendants of the immortal king. "It's nice to say, but it's still a barbarian who acts on instinct. The other party smiled disappointedly: "In that case, I look forward to your heroic performance in the martial arts tournament - on the other hand, we are really optimistic about you." ”

"......?"

"Carnarvon, your goods are of good quality and low price, whether they are cloth or mirrors, they can compete with German and Northern Italy, and the King of Enamel has been quite satisfied with your goods lately. ”

"Thank you, although I am not a qualified businessman, I thank you very much for your compliment......"

"No, no, no, you're no ordinary Bourkeso, not as savage and stupid as you want to be, you're smart. The Count of Orleans returned to his seat, looking like he knew everything about Cyber: "So...... Let's talk about something else. How can you not come and bring out something decent? Come on, pour a full bottle of wine!"

“？...... Oh, no problem. "It's changing a bit of a fast pace.

"Let's talk about something else...... By the way, what do you think of the current opera......? Balabala, Barabha. ”

"Sorry, I haven't seen it...... The plot doesn't make much sense, so I'll take the liberty of interrupting, isn't the villain of the ending the protagonist's father?"

"......? You still say you haven't seen it? This was just released last week! Where did you watch it?"

"Uh......"

"Forget it, maybe it's blind. Then another story is amazing...... Bala Barabha - You can't guess, do you?"

"Oh, that monster (black) soldier brother must be dead, and the one who said that he went back to his hometown to get married must also be dead, and the only one on everyone's side by side shouldn't have survived, right?"

“...... What do you think?"

"If I write, it's definitely not like this, of course, a love story is the glory of life and death. Come, come, I'll tell you the story, the three must-have stories of the time-traveler - oh, I wrote, to amuse my wife - will be performed in Kanaphon soon, remember to watch it when you have time. ”

“_yue_zhe...... I don't know Bourkeso, what did you just say?"

"The name is -- the story begins with a broken aristocrat named Leonardo, Little Plum......

Balabala, thirty minutes later.

“...... This...... What about a good comedy story? Not now...... No more tragic stories, bastard. Woowoo...... Leonardo, Little Plum is dead, how good would it be for you to let Kate Winslet die too? Leave her alone and live as a thousand-year-old man, how can you bear it! It's crazy! Woo woo woo...... The captain of the ship is so great, that he was martyred with the ship, and those who fought for positions with women and children were not knights, but those knights who put on armor and intended to think about it were knights. And the musicians are the artists, the artists - the patriarch who can only pray before he dies, and his eyes are blank and he reads the words of prayer...... Woowoo...... And you're singing so nicely—sing it to me again—sing it for me again—"

To be honest, the Count of Orleans, Bernie Zell, had a good aristocratic education, and being touched by excellent stories was also one of the noble educations. Crying and wiping away tears, you can continue to give orders to massacre civilians, this is the real aristocratic education-

Crying and shouting, he swore a curse, and he must wait for the script to be sent to the country. If Cybertron didn't give it, he cried and showed it to the other party - Cybertron really had no choice, so he said that he would pack and mail it with the theme song score. By the way, Cybertron really wants to retreat and leave, because ...... It's better not to cry, this man cried that it was called a pear blossom with rain, and he was snorting with affection, and he was disgusted to see Cybertron.

Because the other party does pretend to be a woman, and it is even more similar when the true feelings are revealed.

"Well, I trust you, you must give me the script. Also, your study of opera seems to be limited to plot, I see...... It also makes me feel a little reliable. After all, you're not a god, how can you be both civil and military, and take everything you can do?"

"Huh?"

"I'm sorry—" Elegantly blowing his disgusting snot, the Count of Orleans flicked his tears: "Just now I actually wanted to test you to see if your literary skills are famous, to be honest, you are a demon-slaying Bourkeso I believe, but I have always had reservations about the news that you are the king of the art field." However, from your words and deeds, you can't see any barbarian demeanor, and you can even see some of the temperament of everyone who surpasses ordinary little nobles. So...... In fact, the people of Bourkeso are really the inheritors of ancient civilization, right?"

“...... Ah, you should listen. ”

"Of course I think it's true!-well, now I can report to the King of Farth, you are indeed my greatest rival-"

"What do you mean?"

"Handsome, dashing, handsome, sunny—aristocratic and literate—" is an exaggeration to describe a secondary school teacher, which even made Cybertron's face blush, and aroused the curiosity of the Count of Orleans even more: "And...... It is said that martial arts are taken both in bed and under the bed. ”

"You don't have to compete with me anymore, you can put 10,000 hearts on it - I'm not a. Cybertron waved his hand and took a step back, "I don't like men, and your king of the Farthest - forget it!"

"What? You don't believe in pure love? This ...... At least let me understand that you are indeed the inheritors of those people in ancient times, and there is no way. The people of Bourkeso did not accept it...... Alas. This is a temperament that only exists among nobles, you have to accept it well......"

"No, thank you, no way!--I'll take my leave! I'm not a nobleman, I'm the great chief of the Bourkeso!"